Page 28 of All The Smoke
“Turn around,” he stated lowly after assisting me through that orgasm. “Put that fat ass in the air, baby.” Without hesitation, I flipped over, forming the perfect arch in my back. “Just like that, baby girl,” he said as he positioned himself behind me. “Mothafucka look good, Kaori, and it feel good too.” I was mute due to him easing himself back inside of me. “Good pussy having ass.” A slap sounded in the room as his hand landed on my ass cheek right before he reached for something on the bed then I heard the lighter strike.
Is this nigga about to smoke?
“Move this pretty mothafucka,” he said, using one of his hands to rub on both cheeks. “I don’t like lazy pussy, mama.”
Without having to be told twice I moved back and forth on his dick, clawing deeper into the sheets each time I hit the base. He met my thrusts, guiding me and controlling the pace as he held onto one of my hips.
“Feel so fucking good.”
“Ah,” I whimpered when he fisted the back of my braids, bringing me all the way up so my back was to his chest as he continued to fuck me. Solomon kissed me sloppily after taking a big pull from the blunt, bringing me to yet another climax. I had lost count of what number we were on. I was more turned on than I ever had been. This shit was so sexy. Everything about it, everything about him.
Gently pushing me forward, he leaned with me, putting the rest of the blunt in the ashtray then getting up and commencing to deliver medium-paced strokes.
“Solomon,” I called out in a shaky voice. “Oh my god.”
“Fuck you been at all my life, girl?” he mumbled. “Gotdamn.”
His fingers penetrated my hips as the pace of his strokes picked up.
“Shit,” I cooed, on the verge of yet another release.
“Fuck,” he grunted lowly. “You gon’ cum with me, baby?”
“Yes,” I whimpered, eyes closed tightly. “Fuck, yes.”
His strokes sped up as he pounded into me mercilessly from behind. I clawed at and tugged on the sheets as he went in, pulling another orgasm from me easily. That continued for a few minutes until he finally released with me.
My shoulders slumped and I sat there as dead weight while we caught our breaths. I didn’t even bother to move when he withdrew himself and headed for the bathroom. I was completely spent and had no energy to do shit but lay in that spot and go to sleep. I almost did until I felt a warm washcloth onmy lower body cleaning me up. I simpered a little, seeing him be a gentleman. Jamal’s goofy ass laid there while I cleaned us up.
“What you doing?” he asked when I finally got up and reached for my bikini. I needed to go back to the party. Mo had been blowing my phone up and looking for me.
“About to redress,” I answered. “I need to go see about my best friend. We were all pretty lit earlier.”
“I want you to chill with me tonight though.” He smiled, pulling me close again. “I’m not done with you yet.”
“I have to go.”
“Naw, you don’t,” he countered. “You can chill with me tonight. I promise to make it worth your while.”
How could I argue with that? He had literally made my little trip to the bathroom more than worth it.
7
Smoke.
“Why didn’t you get me and Nini a matching set?” Bri asked, standing in the doorway. I’d just finished getting me and Solo together to go to the waterslides and shit and here her ass came with the bullshit.
“Because that ain’t my responsibility.” I shrugged. “Nini told me she had a swimsuit anyway.”
“Yeah, but we could have all matched like a…”
I cut her off. “That’s why I ain’t get y’all the shit we got or hit you up about it. We ain’t a family, Bri, and the only reason I came is to make my son happy.”
Rolling her eyes, she leaned into the frame of the door and said, “Harmony told me y’all had a pool party last weekend.” I assumed she paused because she wanted me to respond but it was in vain because I had nothing to say. “Smoke.”
“Bri, don’t get on my fuckin’ nerves, aight?” I glanced in her direction briefly before going back to brushing my hair.
“Asking you about a party is getting on your nerves?”
