Page 41 of Bern and Isley
“Ms. Cynthia and Aunt Fee have been kicking it like old times the last several weeks.”
“Yep, Mama been enjoying spending time with your aunt.”
After the accident, my mama had been assisting Ms. Fee since Isley was limited to what she could do as she recovered.
Once I had all of the food ready, Isley and I sat at the island and enjoyed our meal. We were both in a flirty and lustful mood. No lie, I was on cloud nine. The feelings I had for Isley weremagnified after I got between her legs. I was damn near ready to propose to her after the first round.
“I think I’m ready to get back to work. I need the money and the social interaction of it all.”
“Icey baby, you don’t have to rush it. I promise you I’m going to continue taking care of all of your needs.”
“I know you will, but I need to do this for me, Bern. I like to make my own money. And I’ve decided that I want to rent a suite. After that last situation, I don’t want to bring anyone back to my home for services.”
“That’s a good idea. I’m still tight about that situation and wish you would’ve called me immediately when it happened. But I am glad you cut some braids out that broad head.”
“Yeah, that shit was crazy as hell. The kicker was her claiming I was fucking her cousin’s man. I don’t even know what she was talking about. I wasn’t fucking on anyone.”
“Probably had you mixed up with someone else. But I’m glad you’re going to get a suite. When do you want to go?”
“First thing Monday morning.”
“Cool. I will cover your first year’s lease for the suite,” I offered.
“No.”
“Okay, six months then,” I bargained.
“No.”
“Deposit and first three months. I’m not taking no for an answer.”
“Alright, fine,” she relented. “You are so good to me, Bernie.”
“You deserve the best and I’m going to do my best to make all of your dreams come true.”
“You better watch yourself, you gon’ make my pussy wet talking like that.”
I raised a brow. “Is that right?”
“Yes.” She smirked.
“That pussy was already wet anyway. You know I need some more of that, don’t you?”
“It’s all yours… anytime of the day or night.”
“Shid, I’m ready now.” I pulled her over to the sofa. I gently kissed her before turning her around and nudging her to get on all fours.
I roughly pulled her panties down and lifted the T-shirt she wore. Pulling her legs apart slightly, I stared hungrily at her center. I leaned down and licked her sweet juices. She moaned as I ferociously sucked on her clit. My face was buried into her mound as she gyrated on my tongue. I sucked and slurped as she whimpered in ecstasy. Her movements got faster as she chased her orgasm. I continued to feast until she hit her climax.
“Fucckkkk,” she moaned as her legs trembled.
I licked my lips as I rose. I pulled my shorts off then positioned myself right behind her. Gently, I entered her from behind. Her slippery center welcomed me with little resistance.
“Shit,” she muttered as I shoved the entire length into her tight walls.
I took a deep breath to refocus because the warmth and snugness of her pussy had me ready to tap out with one stroke. With a slow rhythm, I pumped inside of her, savoring every moment of our physical connection. The jewel between her thighs was enough to fuck a nigga’s head all the way up. I already had a thousand reasons to love Isley, but that pussy had to be added to the list.
“Harder, baby,” she whimpered.
