She stroked the deeper part of my dick that her throat could not reach while deepthroating more than half of my penis. She even went down to my balls, fondling them and sucking on them with gumption. She got more aggressive, sucking on my dick, and licking my tip with her tongue while yanking the base studiously. I groaned, grabbing the back of her head with my hand and guiding her. I could feel myself getting ready to cum, but I wanted to save it for the sex.
“Wait. Come on, Baby,” I said to her, and she slowed her tempo. Maryam gave me a smile after taking my dick out of her mouth, and she climbed on me, cowgirl style. Looking up at my angel as she inserted my cock inside her pussy was phenomenal. Every movement of her mouth as I entered her, the way her eyes almost rolled to the back of her head… the parting of her lips to form an O and even the little sounds she made as she went lower on my dick. Perfect.
Maryam began moving up and down, and it felt so goddamn fucking amazing. The heat of her pussy and the way it ground on my dick from the inside sent my mind to levels of euphoria I did not previously think possible. I grabbed her tits as they bounced up and down from her movements, taking my head forward and sucking on them. I caressed them, sucked on them, nibbled on them, and kissed them. My hands slapped her ass and I took the initiative, fucking into her now faster than she had been going down on me. Her moans got louder, and she hugged me, grabbing my hair with her hands.
“I fucking love you, my baby,” I whispered into her ear as I rammed my dick into her and spanked her ass. She loved every minute of it and enjoyed it as much as I did. Sex is best when it happens with the one you love. I could attest to that right now.
“I’m gonna cum,” she said, and I could feel myself about to blow my load.
“Same here, Baby. Let’s do it together.” I slowed down a little so we could fuck in rhythm. She bit on my neck, groaning as we both got closer to cumming. I grunted, feeling the extreme ecstasy just as I came inside her. Maryam did not stop biting me, instead, hugging me even tighter with her hands. I held her tight as well, and we experienced this otherworldly moment of sensory overload. Maryam helped me feel euphoric chaos in the most tranquil way since we were together, immersed in each other’s skin, smell, and taste. A feeling like no other. A night like no other. A girl like no other.
Chapter nine
Maryam Carey's POV
Itookadeepbreath, trying to prepare myself for what was to come. Ron had gone to get his daughter from the airport.
Usually, he'd send the driver, but this time, he tried to be more in her life, so he wanted to surprise her by going there himself. He had a feeling it wouldn't change anything, but I encouraged him that it was a good idea. Now, I heard the car pull up in the driveway and waited for him to enter with her.
We had been staying together more often these days. A lot of my things were already at this place, and I felt secure with him. This also made it easier for us to spend time together without worrying about being seen by the paparazzi. We still took precautions whenever I went back home or came to see him from my place. Now, a third variable would be added to the house, and I had no idea what to expect. Well, I had some idea, but who knows?
“You look nervous, Madam,” Draya, one of the maids of the house, said to me. Despite my complaints, they kept calling me madam like I was the madam of the house. They said they hadn't seen someone here consistently since the last Madam who died. At this point, I might as well get used to it.
“Yes, I've not seen his daughter before,” I admitted. “I'm a bit nervous. I hope she likes me.”
“Even if she doesn't like you, you should not be disheartened. Maddy acts that way with everyone. To be honest, she is even nicer to us than her father.”
“Is that so?”
“Oh, yes. I don’t blame the girl. She has been through a lot.” Sounded like a lot of people enabled her behavior, but even I could understand that Maddy had gone through a lot.
The door opened and my attention went back to the people entering. There stood three other means other than Draya that awaited the arrival of Maddy.
Crenshaw, one of Ron’s drivers, came in with some load. He nodded at me respectfully and I returned the favor before heading up the stairs. After him, a young girl entered the room. She had a tired look on her and had long, braided hair. A pretty girl, I thought. Her eyes immediately zoned in on me, after entering.
“Welcome, Maddy,” the maids all said.
“Hey, thank you. How have you all been?” Maddy responded, but her eyes remained focused on me.
“We have been good.”
“We have missed you,” one of them said.
“That's a lie,” she retorted with a smirk.
Ron entered after her. I smiled, walking up to Maddy. “Hello, Maddy. My name is-”
“Maryam,” Maddy completed my sentence for me. “My dad told me about you when he picked me up from the airport. I guess that was why he came to the airport today, to ease the shock.”
Yep, she would be very difficult to handle.
Ron groaned but didn't say anything.
“It's very nice to finally meet you, Maddy.” Your dad told me so much about you.
“All bad, I suppose.” She didn't smile once at me, but she didn't have an angry look either. Her smirks had an undercurrent to them that made me uneasy. Teenagers, man.
“Enough, Maddy,” Ron finally cautioned.