Page 72 of The Prodigy

“This shit didn’t start back up until I came home.” I squeezed my eyes shut as hard as I could, and I didn’t stop until I saw dots dancing behind my eyelids. “I need to get the fuck out of Midling. Ain’t shit here for me anymore except for misery.”

“What about your family?”

I didn’t respond to that. I didn’t have shit to say. The only reason I was here was for them, but I wasn’t sure it was enough anymore.

“I’m tired.” I glanced at the clock. Almost three am, and I had to be up early to make the rounds at the rest of our businesses. “Let’s go back to sleep. Or try to.”

I felt her nodding. I went to move my arms from around her, but for some reason, I didn’t. I just leaned us backward until we were lying down. Her being snuggled up against me felt right.

It was silent for a while. Can’t even say how long. Her slow, deep breaths make me think she was sleep, and good for her if she could just drift off like that. I wasn’t that lucky. I’d probably be watching the sun rise.

“You sleep?” she said.

“Nah. Trying to be, but no dice.”

She sat up. I could feel her staring down at me. Before I could ask what she was doing, she was hovering over me, finally coming to rest on top of me. My dick immediately got hard, but I knew better than to get excited. So I just waited.

Her lips pressed against mine, then her tongue was pushing its way into my mouth. I let her kiss me, trying to keep it together, but after a while, my hands went straight to her ass and squeezed. That musta did something to her because her legs opened and then she was right on top of my dick. The heat from her pussy made me lose all sense of time and space.

The kiss turned nasty. She sucked my tongue, I sucked hers back. She bit my lower lip, I nipped hers. My dick was hard as a rock, and when she started grinding on it, I knew I had to stop her. There was only so much I could take.

“Hold up, Malika.” I held her body still. “I can’t take all this teasing. If we not fuckin’, I’d rather just go to sleep.”

It was quiet for a few seconds, and then she said, “Who says we’re not fucking?”

I was glad for the dark so she couldn’t see the big ass grin on my face.

“You with that? For real?”

“I know what a wife is supposed to do. So let me do that for you.”

“Word? You using my line?”

“Jakari. Do you want this pussy or not?”

“Yes ma’am.” I reached over and twisted the little thing on the lamp, filling the room with a yellow glow.

She lifted up and maneuvered herself out of her panties before sinking right down onto my dick. I wasn’t ready, but I wasn’t gon complain. That shit felt so good, my teeth gritted and my toes curled.

“Why is it so big?” was her panicked question.

I laughed. “Didn’t nobody tell you to drop down on it like that. You could have worked it in.”

“I wanted you too bad,” she whined.

“Mm. Malika…girl, you sexy as fuck.”

She laid down on top of me.

“Hold on. You got too many clothes on.”

She sat back up and pulled her shirt over her head. I watched her titties bounce out and felt my mouth watering. When she laid back down, they pressed against my chest. They were soft, just like the rest of her.

There’s nothing like the feel of a woman.

“Relax for a second. Let yourself get used to my dick,” I said between kisses to her neck. I let my hands explore her soft skin, touching everywhere I could reach. She liked that. Her moans sounded so sweet in my ear.

“You ready? Them noises you makin’ got me ready to bust you wide open.”

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