Page 77 of Anything Necessary for Her
“You sure?”
“Very.”
Standing upright, I removed my clothes as she watched intently, visibly swallowing a lump in her throat once my dick sprang free.
I stripped her of my wife beater before arranging her body in the middle of the bed with the comforter at the foot, us resting against the cool sheets.
Climbing between her legs, I got right back to tonguing her down, feeling how tense she was.
“I need you to relax, Peep. I won’t be able to get inside you if you drawn up like that.” I kissed her neck.
She took a deep breath and fell into the kiss, only tightening up a little when she felt the head of my dick prodding her opening.
As I pushed, forcing the tip inside, her nails dug into my shoulders as she whimpered. I didn’t go in any further, moving only slightly to allow her to adjust as I kissed her passionately but in an unhurried manner.
“Mmm.” She grunted softly when I barged in only a bit more.
She felt good as fuck already, but the pain evident in her face made me slowly retract myself. As badly as I wanted to shove myself inside of her tight, damp pussy and bang her out, I couldn’t. I would always handle Peep with care.
I pecked her lips once more then lay beside her, pulling her into me.
“Why did you stop?” she asked as she sat up some, face flushed with a sheen of sweat layered throughout. Her full lips were swollen from me kissing her and biting them so a nigga wouldn’t call out at first entrance of her.
She looked beautiful like always, long ass hair framing her worried expression.
“I could tell you was uncomfortable.”
“No . . .” she lied.
“So you wanna try again?” I asked, and when she was silent, I smirked, saying, “Exactly. And stop looking like that.”
“I want you to enjoy yourself too, Willow.”
“I’m always enjoying myself around you, Peep, and it’s always more than enough. Relax. This is just the first time. We gon’ get it done,” I assured her. “I’m gon’ break you in and turn you out.”
Kissing me, she straddled my lap and said, “I’m serious, Low-Low. I don’t need these hos taking my man. I had to snatch your ass up quickly.”
We laughed as I palmed her hips, doing my best not to get hard again, but it wasn’t working while seeing Banks’s sexy, naked body straddling me.
“Can’t nothing take me from you except death. Believe that.” Licking my lips, I repeated, “You really believe the shit you be kicking to a nigga.”
“I do.” She bobbed her head, rubbing my abs with her soft fingers, her Cartier bracelets scraping my skin pleasantly. “I told you you’re a catch. Glad I got you before you realized it.” She winked as we guffawed in unison.
Sitting up, I grazed her lips as she cupped my face.
“Don’t make a nigga fall in love with yo’ pretty ass, Peep.”
“Sorry. That’s the plan.” She kissed me deeply as I hugged her body.
“I hope you ready for the outcome of that shit then. You wanna see a true crash out, keep doing what the fuck you doing, making me love you and letting me feel that.” I humped upward slightly.
“You were in it for like two seconds and not even all the way.” She scoffed with a smile.
“Rephrase that shit, Peep.” I frowned, making her giggle. “Making it sound like I’m a one-minute man.” I kissed her perfumed collarbone. “My fucking toes was curling from that little bit though.”
“Hmm, not surprised.” She winked. “You’re getting all my firsts, and I get none of yours, Low-Low.”
“You got a shit load of my fucking firsts. You the first woman I ever gave a fuck about.” I kissed her. “First true girlfriend.” Another kiss. “And the first I ever felt with no raincoat.” I sucked her lips before we allowed our tongues to meet.
