Page 31 of Sinners' Appetite
“I’m not sure that that’s possible,” Jeremy laughs.
“It’s worth another shot, I guess,” I reply as I reach for Malachi’s hand. “Good-night, you two…”
“Good-night, babe!” Sammi exclaims, stumbling to her feet to wrap her arms around me. “Give me details tomorrow,” she whispers into my ear.
“Will do.” I tug Malachi’s hand, leading him inside and out the front door. Our properties are separated by a fence, so I always have to go through their house and out the door to head home.
“Don’t mind the mess,” I warn before opening my door and stepping inside to switch the lights on.
“It’s not even that bad. I was already here earlier, remember?” he replies, slipping his shoes off and placing them neatly on the shoe rack.
God-damn, a man that puts his shoes away instead of kicking them off to the side? He’s a keeper, for sure.
“So…what should we do?” I playfully ask as I walk in the direction of my living room.
“Anything you want, baby girl,” he replies, following closely behind me.
I go to sit down on the couch, but just then, he grabs my hips and spins me around to face him. “You know what I really wanna do?” he taunts.
“What’s that?” I reply, already getting lost in his eyes again.
“I wanna taste you again.” He moans, pulling me into him.
I swallow hard, trying to think of something to say. Before I can, he turns us around so that my back is facing the wall. I take a few steps back and he follows, pinning me there with his hips, grinding his cock against me as he places his soft lips against mine.
“You…taste…so…fucking…good, Nikki.”
Oh my god, this man is going to be the death of me.
Or at the very least—the death of my pussy.
“Should we take a shower first?” I ask.
“I’m not waiting any longer.” He breathes onto my lips then kisses me with so much passion that I can barely hold myself up.
He then steps back, flashes me a devious smile and kneels down in front of me, gazing up at me with a hungry look in his eyes. Slowly, he starts to pull my bikini bottoms down and reaches up to rub his fingers along my already soaked pussy.
“Mine…” he lightly growls, bringing his fingers to his mouth to suck them clean of my arousal.
I let out a soft whimper as he returns his fingers to my sensitive clit and applies pressure, while his other hand lifts my leg to rest it over his shoulder.
“Fuck, Malachi…” I whine as he darts his tongue out and starts flicking it against my clit.
“All…fucking…mine…” He mutters, reaching around to grip my ass-cheeks before slipping his tongue inside me.
I place one hand on the back of his head, trying my hardest to stay upright, but my legs start to shake as he moans against me. Steadying myself on one leg is much harder than they make it look in porn videos. Especially when someone has their tongue inside your pussy.
He stops for a moment, tilts his head back and looks up at me, his mouth glistening from my wetness. He growls hungrily and returns his mouth to my clit, sucking lightly at first, flicking his tongue against the sensitive nub at the same time.
When I can no longer hold myself up, my knee buckles and I nearly collapse onto his face.
“I got you, baby girl,” he groans, standing to pick me up by my ass.
I wrap my legs tightly around his waist as he walks me over to the couch, tossing me down like a rag doll that he wants to feast on.
He pulls at my bikini top, and when he can’t get it off, he pulls it down, cupping my breast with one hand as he sinks his fingers inside me with the other. I’m already sore from how deep he was inside me earlier, so I let out a whimper and place my hand over his, trying to slow his movements.
“You okay?” he asks, pulling his hand away from me.
