Page 70 of Hellcat Barbies: Imani
“This is a private balcony, this high up. No one will see.”
“They’ll hear me though.”
“Then stay yo’ pretty ass quiet,” I say then peck her lips. With my arms still by her side, I get down on my knees and reach up and unbutton her jeans and unzip them. Her eyes peer into mine, questioning me. “Right out here,” I say then start to pull her jeans down. When my hands grip her ass, she smiles then starts to kick off her shoes. I assist her then drag her jeans down. Once they are at her ankles, she steps out of them. I lean in and plant a kiss on her inner right thigh. “Can I do this out here?” I ask then kiss her other thigh.
“Mmmm,” she moans.
“Can I?” I ask again as I pull her panties down.
I’m not really looking for a verbal answer; I don’t need one. Her actions are speaking loud and clear, telling me exactly what I want to hear. She’s ready. Her hands are on my head and after she steps out of her panties, she widens her stance for me.
After licking my lips in anticipation of her sweetness, I bury my face in her pussy, planting tiny kisses all over. When my kisses turn into sucking and licking, she trembles slightly. Her hands move from my head and she places them on the rail to brace herself.
I love the way she tastes and the way she reacts to me. My goal each time is to take her to another level. Today is no different so, I place her leg over my shoulder and put in work. Slowly, I lick her slit then pull her clit between my lips. Her hands grip the hell out of the rail as I suck on her clit until it swells in my mouth.
“Fuck!” she cries. Although her pussy is all on my face, I grab her ass to pull her closer, then I slide my tongue into her opening. “Yes!” she screams.
“Yes what, baby?” I ask.
Breathless, she moans then utters, “Yes! Right there.”
She’s right where I want her, on the verge of an orgasm and I’m ready to pull it out of her. Feverously, I devour her, eating her like she’s my last meal. Her body starts to shake more and her legs get unsteady but I got her. My hands are holding her ass, keeping her locked in exactly where I want her. She’s squirming and her juices are drowning my face. I eat her up, pushing my face deeper inside.
She places her other leg over my shoulder and locks her legs together, trapping me in my favorite spot. Her hands move back to my head then she starts thrusting her pussy in my face, feeding me as an orgasm flows through her.
“Ooooooo, Daymir!” she screams as she soaks my face with her sweet nectar. Her legs stay locked around my head until her body shaking slows. Then, gingerly, she releases her hold of my head and places her feet on the balcony floor. “Damn it,” she sighs when she tries to move. “I came so hard I’m dizzy,” she says with a titter. “But I’m definitely ready for that.
Her eyes cast down at my mid-section and as they linger there, she licks her lips. I know exactly what her freaky ass wants. My dick is rock hard and is standing at full attention.
I grin at her then ask, “Ready for what?”
“That. The beast,” she admits with a smirk. Her voice is labored but she sounds sexy as hell. She reaches for my hands and when I give them to her, she holds them then eases down onto her knees. After she pulls the side of her bottom lip between her teeth, she reaches up and unbuttons my jeans. Her eyesstay locked with mine as she pushes my boxers and jeans down. Her soft hand wraps around my shit then she starts to stroke it. Then, she leans up and slightly parts her pretty ass lips.
“Shit,” I utter in awe of how sexy she looks right now. After rubbing her thumb over my tip, she covers it with her lips. “Fuck,” I growl.
She pulls me into her mouth and when it hits the back of her throat, she fights the urge to gag anddamn it.Then, she grabs my ass and thrusts me in all the way into her warm mouth. Her eyes tear up as she sucks and chokes on my dick, creating a beautiful sight. With intention and pure skill, her pretty ass is pulling my nut out and I can’t tare my eyes from her.
Eating my shit up, she starts moaning and slurping. “Mmm. Shit. Give it to me, baby,” she utters with a mouth full of my dick. That shit takes me over the edge and I grant her fucking wish. My hands grip the back of her head as I have the best release of my life.
“Shit,” I grunt as I bust. Nastily, she swallows every fucking drop then swipes her thumb over her lips. She’s so damn sexy; I want to make love to her right now. “I hope you ready for round two?” I ask.
“Two? Right now? That’s impossible,” she says.
“I can show you better than I can tell you.” I extend my hand then pull her up. “Turn around,” I demand and she doesn’t hesitate to comply.
It’s been five weeks since Imani and I returned from Virginia and things with us are better than ever. Between me, her, and DJ, we developed a routine. Wednesdays and Fridaysshe heads to my place after her class. She did sign up for another cooking course but this one is baking and DJ loves it. His lunch box stays filled with fresh baked cookies, cupcakes, and even donuts. Today, he has a glazed croissant. I even brought a few with me to the warehouse but Dodge’s greedy ass smashed them before I could even offer them to the girls.
He's been here since morning. Brick and Amon are heading here now because something big is coming up. I don’t have all the details. I’m assuming I’ll learn them once Amon arrives.
“Thanks to yo’ girl, I have to buy Presha a new car. She has it in her head that she wants to try racing,” he scoffs.
“What that shit got to do with me?” I ask.
“Imani is yours, right?”
“All of her, and?”
“And she’s starting a car club and Presha wants to join.”
