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Deaysha:

Night Owl 🦉- Part 20

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A/N: Yall, these next few chapters are all during this one night, I just had to break them up. So far, its three of them and bound to be more. Here is the first one and the second one should follow soon, within the day. Enjoy!

Luh Y’all!

XOXO,

Deaysha

Trevante saw he took a little longer than expected as he returned to find his babygirl knocked out snoring in the passenger seat.

“Wake up, mama,” he says waking her up with sweet kisses to her lips.

“You’re the cutest, sweetest, bestest boyfriend ever,” she smiles against his lips.

“Oh you haven’t seen anything just yet,” he says extending his hand, helping her out of the car. Wearing her heels for a bit too long, she takes them off.

“Can I get a ride?” She asks with a cheesing smile. Climbing on his back, she holds her arms tightly around his neck and chest as she peppers many kisses all over the side of his face. Tight grips on her thick thighs, Trevante liked the feeling of flexing and holding his baby plus all that affection is good for the soul. Just as they are about to enter, he puts her down and places his hands over her eyes.

“Follow me sweetheart,” he says as he guides her in, her soft hands over his hands. “Keep em closed and no peeking. I just forgot one thing,” he says hurriedly fixing whatever it was before returning back by her side. “Okayyyy open!”

Opening her eyes, she could not believe what she was seeing. Candles, flowers, rose petals, balloons. She’d seen this stuff in movies but all this was for her? Gliding his hand in hers at the perfect time, he smiles at her already pouty shaking lips.

“All of this, for me? Babe! You’re gonna make me cry,” she says pulling him into a tight bear hug. “I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you,” she repeats as she gives his cheek and face all the smooches.

“Want me to show you around? I got the house so we’d have some space, but let me show you everything,” he says excitedly as he takes her around the place, everything all laid and planned out.

“Over here, I got some fruits, little desserts, lil something sweet since we didn’t have dessert earlier and little things I can lick off you. Some chocolate syrup, whipped cream, a little honey type situation if we wanna get messy,” he winks and smacks her ass as he takes her to another room.

“All your favorite Moscatos! I’m trying to have you slutting me the fuck out all weekend and I know you so yeah, got these on deck,” he smirks as she laughs at the 12 bottles.

“Trevante, what in the world?!” She says with her eyes widening at a whole fucking case of condoms half hidden to the left of where they were going.

“Don’t look at them, they’re intimidating, but like I said, you gonna be slutting me out so we gotta be ready,” he says pulling her away from over there and towards the stairs. As he leads her up, that little nervous feeling in her stomach returns a bit as she squeezes his hand a little harder.

“Don’t be nervous. You’re gonna like it, I promise,” he says standing in front of her and kissing her lips reassuringly before opening the bedroom door and watching her jaw drop. Larger than life sized red heart and condom shaped balloons, rose petals of red, orange, yellow, and gold, literally everywhere, scented candles flickering, and as he turns her to her left, she sees two set ups, letter balloons spelling out Tommie and Deaysha on either side.

“I know you probably have something special for tonight but I have some things lined up for both of y’all tomorrow and beyond. Tonight is the low and slow like a crock pot but tomorrow, mmm, just be prepared is all I will say,” he says pulling her to his chest as he jiggles her ass to make her laugh and distract her from her teary eyes.

“How did you...you are just so... Poodah look!” She says pointing to all the things. “Do I even deserve you honestly, is the question. Look at this!!!” She says jumping up and down.

“You literally have so much planned and beautifully executed and I am floored! You got gifts and cutesy things, making it Valentine’s day on a normal day and I’m just up here bringing myself,” she laughs as she kisses his lips.

“You’re all the gift I’ll ever need and everyday with you is Valentine’s day so it doesn’t matter,” he says, caressing her cheeks and biting her pouty lips.

“Soooo I’m bout to file some marriage papers and shit and husband you right quick cause whewwwww! I prayed, hoped, and wished to be loved like this one day, and boop, after a lil rendezvous, here is my mfing soulmate!!” She says, holding his chin and kissing him over and over again.

“What do we do now? I want to follow all your cute romantic plans to a tee!” She beams, turning around and wrapping his arms around her waist as she backs up on him a bit. A hand rising to her neck as another travels the split in her dress right to her panties, he huffs a groan as he squeezes both in his hands.

“It was going to be liquor and licking in the kitchen but you have me thinking of alternatives now,” he says enveloping her ear into his mouth, suckling loud and hard as he dives into her panties, his palm on her clit and his fingers sliding in so perfectly, showing how they were made for eachother in many more ways than one.

“I’m sure we can stick to the itinerary,” she mutters, rubbing her ass and hand against his hardened dick as she stands on her tippy toes and grinds against his hand.

Leaning her back against him, his fingers work her dripping slit going double time, as she turns to look at him, time stilling yet continuing as he simultaneously stares into her eyes and makes her pussy leak like a faucet. It was the moment when she took his hand, made him take his fingers out, rub all her pussy juices on his hand and guided him in rubbing it all on his dick, that somehow was now out of his pants, unbeknownst to him, he knew right then and there, she was indeed, his match made in Heaven. If she even thought he was even the slightest bit dangerous, she was at least three times as deadly.

“Okay, lets go!” He says, taking her hand and moving so quickly to the kitchen, she could barely follow behind. Letting go of her hand, he immediately pours and downs a glass of Hennessey as she watches him coyly.

“Oop, you stressed out Daddy?” She asks, hugging him from the back, her DD cups smashed and pressed fully against him as he leans his head on the cabinets above him. She snakes her hand around him, now squeezing his balls as she grips and tugs on his dick.

“Tommie... I swear I’m trying not to break you in half lil girl, but you making it real hard for me,” he says as she spits on another hand and adds more lubrication to the mix.

“I’m sorry Daddy, I just wanna make you feel good,” she mewls, lifting his shirt up so she could bite, lick, and suck on his back. As precum drips from his dick, he just shakes his head, pouring and drinking another glass. He didn’t even know how ready she had him until his knees halfway started buckling.

“Hmmm, come here,” she says as she backs up, sitting on the kitchen booth, bringing her knees to her chest as she glides her panties off and opens her legs wide. “Come sit,” she instructs. Hesitantly, he obliges. About to dive in head first, she gently takes his chin and shakes her head no. “Sit and lean back on me,” she clarifies.

Doing as she says, she suckles on his neck as she takes his shirt off. Leaning him back, she holds him so tight, her arms, body, and legs all warming him as the heat from the liquor rises a bit. Spitting on her hands a bit more, she wraps them around his stiff meat, spreading his precum all over it.

“Relax, sit back and close your eyes and let me tell you just how much I love you,” she whispers, gliding her hand slowly up and down his thick pole.

“I want you and all of your beautiful, sexy, mocha godiva chocolate self to know that I’ve fallen more than head over heels for you,” she says before licking his ear lobe and feeling him relax in her arms, stroking his dick from root to tip, rounding her hand at the head causing him to suck in air as he moans.

“Like you already said, tonight imma slut you the fuck out. Get you so fucking lit and show you all my appreciation Daddy. Imma put this wet ass pussy on you, these wet ass lips, and hell, if I can handle it, maybe this cute little asshole too. Feel free to murder me any way you want Daddy. I’m your nasty little bitch and I want all of you. Can you promise to give me all of you Daddy? Can I have it all Daddy? Can your Tommie girl get it all?” She says as they moan in tandem, her bare wet pussy rubbing up against him as she pumps and milks him like a damn professional.

“You damn fucking right imma give you my all. Imma break this fucking dick off so hard in you, you wont even feel the pain anymore. You up here milking this dick so damn good, I should spank you for having me about to bust like this. You should be shamed the way you got me out here feigning for you girl. Damn!” He groans as she licks circles on his neck, rubs his nipples, and grinds against him as she tightly grips and circles his dick.

“That’s right, you better grip this fucking dick, its all yours baby. Get it nice and ready for you, mama. We both bout to have an outer body experience as I get off in that pussy and make that kitten purr. You gone keep it wet for me? Keep it nice and wet just for me?” He asks as he firmly squeezes her thighs.

“Look at me...yeah, keep those sexy eyes on me Daddy,” she demands as she watches his chest tightly rise and fall, trying not to nut too soon from her silky hands pumping his dick. Capturing his lips, time slows as the softness of her lips and her gentle touch make him resist his inclinations to resume control, letting her lead the way.

Caressing the sensitive skin along the folds of his thigh and that muscular chiseled V he has going on, made him writhe in her arms. Tucking his hands firmly on the underside of her thighs, he stills himself as he gives himself over to whatever way she was about to get him right.

“Cum for me. Give me that nut, please Daddy. I want it real bad,” she mewls into his ear as he makes the sweetest moans she’s ever heard, her hands working him too good as he begins to stroke into her hand. In seconds, making the sexiest cum face, he reaches his climax, hot streams of milky cum erupting all on himself and her hands.

Smiling like a cheshire cat, Deaysha eases her way from behind him, laps up every single drop of cum, gliding her tongue up and down the entirety of his dick before shoving it down her throat and holding it for a bit, testing her gag reflex, showing its improvement with all these sessions they’ve been having. Looking up at him and smiling as her eyes begin to tear, she knows she’s absolutely ruined him for even considering anyone else in the world but her. She’d known it already but she never passed up an opportunity to relish in it. Going a little bit further, she chokes herself on it until she couldn’t take anymore and releases her mouth from him. Giggling like the adorable cutie she is, he just smiles, caressing her face before gripping her chin and smacking it lightly.

Unable to leave it alone, she chokes on it one more time before sweetly kissing and licking back up his irresistible body, making her way to her favorite part, his thick sexy lips.

“I think I’m ready to go upstairs now,” she says as she presses her forehead against his.

“You see I am,” he smiles against her lips as his now rehardened dick presses up against her leg. Taking his hand, she now leads him up the stairs, all the nerves slowly turning into courage.

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fentyfact · 4 years ago

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It’s highly disrespectful for Trevante Rhodes to be so damn fine but barely show his face on IG. 😒

#trevante rhodes #trevante

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fentyfact · 4 years ago

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“I’m tommie nice to meet you” PURRRRR

Night Owl 🦉 - Part 13

A/N: I’m in love with these two! Imma need me a real life him because yes!! Thanks for reading and all the support!!

Luh Y’all!

XOXO,

Deaysha

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Walking back to her room to get ready for the party, Deaysha smiles to herself as she reminisces on the antics Trevante somehow always has her embarking on. Nothing crazily steamy occurred in their little shower session, thank God. A lil scrub a dub dub between kisses and remarkably, only by the grace of God, she managed to keep her hair dry. Turning the corner, approaching the main door of her apartment, she gets a phone call.

“Hello Stalker,” she answers with a smile.

“You never did tell me what you’re wearing later,” Trevante says, hearing a smirk spread across his face.

“That’s because it’s a surprise, silly,” she says tucking her phone on the side of her neck as she unlocks her door.

“All I know is you better not be showing too much skin cause I don’t want to have to murk nobody but I most certainly will if need be,” he asserts, lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, his phone on his chest and his arms spanned out to the rest of his empty bed.

“Hmm, should I be afraid?” She asks testing him, tempting him more than she fully knew.

“Fuck with me again Tommie and it won’t be your pants you have to worry about. I will bend you like a pretzel, break my dick off in you so bad your voice will go hoarse from you begging me to stop. I’m no longer in a playing mood,” he responds, evening out his tone. Clear, crisp, and precise. He means absolute business. If not known before it was definitely known now.

“Okay, okay! Calm down Mr. Crabby Pants! You will like and approve of my costume so hush please,” she says actually getting scurred with that last statement of his.

“Did you know this will be our first event as a couple? I’m excited and a little nervous,” she admits, putting her things down and sitting at her desk.

“What you nervous about Baby?” His Louisiana accent popped out with that last bit.

“I don’t know, everything and nothing at the same time, I guess. People gonna be looking at me...” she says plopping on her bed and stretching out.

“And if people wanna stare, they can get that heat too! Fuck outta here! Ain't NOBODY fucking with you and thats facts,” he smiles, his heart softening at hearing her giggle on the other line.

“Why you gotta be such a popular hoe? You couldn’t have just been lowkey like me?” She says rolling onto her back, placing her phone on her chest as she looks to the ceiling.

“I had to search high and low till I found my treasure, you” he says, tucking his bottom lip between his teeth.

“You such a smooth talker. You trying to charm my panties off or something?” She says, licking her lips before biting them.

“That, amongst a hell of a lot other things. But what I said was true, I happily gave up the life for you. My lil bad ass Tommie. Always bringing out the best and worst in me, but I wouldn’t have it any other way,” he admits.

“Awwww! You so sweet! I may work your nerves but you loveeee me!” She says, doing a little celebratory dance.

“I don’t know if this is the right time or whatever to say this, but I think I actually do love you,” he says pensively, somewhat shocked the words came out of his mouth, but sure without a doubt of his words. His heart stops a little at the silence on the other end.

“I had to make you wait a little just to fuck with you, but I kinda love you too,” she says, her heart and stomach filling with butterflies.

“Did we really just..do that?” she asks in disbelief.

“I know right, its wild,” he admits.

“Well, since were making commitments, hold my hand and promise that we’ll be forever,” she says, her insistence making him smile and shake his head.

“Okay. Right now, were both laying flat on the bed, I turn my head and look into your pretty brown eyes, holding your hand, and promising to be forever and ever with you,” he says looking at the empty space next to him.

“Omg, that was amazing, I cry,” she squeals with fake tears, looking at the space beside her as well.

“I want to kiss your face forever and ever, just sit on your lap and never get up,” she says wishing he was nibbling on her ear right about now.

“I have no qualms with that. I told your hard headed ass not to go in the first place,” he fusses with a smile.

“You were right, like do we have to go to this party? Can't we just cuddle? Maybe even a movie too? Most times we so busy doing other stuff we can’t even watch a movie,” she giggles, making his cheeks hurt from smiling so much.

“That’s a given but we can multitask this time, it could work,” he says, secretly hoping she would say yes.

“Okay, since I have the outfit and everything, lets go to the party and if we not feeling it, come home early, how about that?” She asks, biting her lip waiting for a response.

“Okay, only so I can show you off a bit, you know brag to the homies a little, show them the life,” he laughs.

“Moi? You showing me off Big Daddy?! See this why I love you. You a nut but you treat me right,” She says proudly.

“Whatever, don’t be showing up dumb late. And I will see you there,” he says.

“Okay bye babyyy,” she says blowing kisses through the phone.

“Byeee,” he says before blowing kisses back and hanging up, his face and his heart not able to stop smiling.

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Five minutes to midnight, Deaysha and her friends walk into the party, dressed to the nines. Her costume, a Marie Antoinette meets Paris Chic Street Walker, with a pink long sleeved bustier showing off her DDs to perfection, this skirt contraption, just barely covering her cheeks, thank God for shorts, and pink shiny patten leather platform combat boots. The perfect combo.

Upon immediate look over, she couldn’t find Trevante in the crowd, although she did get hella whistles on the way in, boosting that ego hella high. They head straight to the kitchen to get some of that good good punch, Deaysha drinking 2 cups of it before they even leave the kitchen, grabbing another refill before dipping back into the party.

Finding a nice little corner with her friends, she gets down to shaking and throwing that ass. Just as she starts feeling the liquor, “Bruk Off Yuh Back” comes on and the whining commences. A pair of thick firm hands wrap around her hips and by just looking at them, she knows exactly who it is. Sliding her hands on her cocoa buttered shimmering thighs, dat ass starts ticking to the beat, backing it up and dropping it on the man behind her. Tightening her waist as she leans forward, arching her back as she licks her tongue out, thoroughly enjoying herself.

“So you just not gone look at the nigga you gifting all this to? What if I was a random nigga? You give all this to randoms?” Trevante says pulling her back on him and following her rhythm.

“I’m giving it to you, ain’t I?” She says looking back at him with a wink, bending over further and giving him a little extra umph with her throw back, making him have to catch himself a little. Back on track and in sync, their bodies bumpin’ heavy to the beat, garnering attention of some onlookers. A few of his frat brothers try to give him dap and hold him up but he waves them off, never missing a beat.

“Back Dat Ass Up” comes on and she gets to working on a whole new level. Grinding and backing it on him like there was no tomorrow. Towards the middle of the song after one particular instance of ass throwing, he grips her hips some kind of way, maying her come to a stand still.

“Do that again, and I’m fucking you, right now,” he says, licking his lips, running his tongue along his gold grills, grabbing her neck all in the public, to which her eyes widen and slap them away, checking to see if anyone saw.

“Stop that! We outside, people can see us” she whispers, turning around and fussing before placing her head on his shoulder as she lifts her leg onto his and grinds against him.

“They gonna see a hell of a lot more if you keep tempting me,” he says, snuggling into her shoulder blade, pulling her closer and holding that leg up, showing true restraint with not picking up the other.

“Why don’t you behave for a change?” She asks, kissing his cheek and placing her leg back down.

“Only if you make me Tommie, only if you make me,” he promises, leaning down and kissing her lips, with a sly grin and hands full of ass, making his claim and making it proudly. Just as he was about to start sucking on that bottom lip of hers, Drew, one of his line brothers, approaches.

“Ayo Tre, sorry to interrupt but we need you right quick,” he informs.

“Nigga, I don’t look busy to you?” Trevante gruffs in irritation, literally not moving an inch, hands still full of ass. His aggressive demeanor making Deaysha take a double take, licking her lips and trying to hide her smile.

“I know, but it shouldn’t be long man,” Drew insists with a smile as he looks back and forth between the two, before walking back in the opposite direction.

“Go on and handle ya business pimpin. I will be fine,” Deaysha says, lightly kissing his frustrated lips until they turn to a smile.

“Aight. But save me some of that energy,” he says smacking her ass hard before walking away, making her smile spread like wildfire.

Now dancing back in a circle with her friends, someone coming past bumps her shoulder hella hard. Subconsciously she whips her head around in that direction, only to be eye to eye with the girl from the hallway. The one on her knees when she first laid eyes on Trevante. A member of the former harem. Between those two events, that hard ass shove and who it was, she was a hair away cracking her knuckles.

“Someone seems a bit upset” Deaysha says with a smile.

“Actually I’m not. Just curious. Curious as to how someone can fuck with a bad bitch like me and then turn around and ...oh never mind,” Hallway Hoe says, having nerve to crack a smile.

“I find it pretty hard to consider it fucking with someone when he had you in the basement corner of the creaky old stacks in a broke down dorm. That’s what I find funny. And I hope and pray you wasn’t that girl that was on the phone when we,” Deaysha begins, the sarcastic tone and look in her eye really sticking it to her.

“Shut The Fuck Up!” Hallway Hoe interrupts, getting in her face.

“Make Me Bitch!” Deaysha responds, cocking her head to the side, ready for whatever.

Just as the face off was about to escalate, a red solo cup appears in front of her face as she feels a firm hand wrapping around her waist. She takes the cup with a smile, already knowing who it is, before he lifts her chin and attacks that bottom lip like he wanted to. Fast, greedy, and sensual. All the best things. And all in front of this heffa! Amazing! Hallway Hoe’s jaw is locked tight as hell before she finally gets even more mad and leaves.

The girl long gone but the fervent needy kissing had not ceased, merely intensified, to the point of feeling herself being backed into a wall. Trying to take a break to down this drink, she eases her lips away a little and he gets distracted by kissing along her neck.

“Did somebody tell you to come and get me?” She asks, drinking the strong ass punch. Maybe Trevante done had a few too many of these and that’s why he’s so frisky, she laughs to herself.

“No, I could just feel it was some shit, so I came and handled it. I love the energy but I don’t want you out here fighting and I mean that,” he says backing away and getting serious, gently holding her face in his hands.

“I know, I wasn’t going to, then she wanted to get buck and mainly I just wanted to go for the jugular just to piss her off with the truth and I did, then she got all fake rah rah. I minds my business and usually I’m peaceable,” she says, finishing up the cup before Trevante tosses it somewhere, freeing up her hand. Taking a hand to the base of her neck, adding a nice squeeze, as he twirls his tongue over the hickie he has been forming on the right side of her neck.

“You heard what I said, Deaysha. If I find you out here beating down nothing ass bitches, then you gone have me to answer to,” his words, his hand and that pressure on her neck only making her wet. This little virginity she still got hanging around gonna have to get knocked off pretty soon cause how much sexy fine man attention can she take without succumbing to it.

“Stop choking me in public. That’s a private thing. People can’t be thinking I’m a weak bitch, then they gonna wanna try me and you already told me not to fight them therefore, you’re the problem,” she whispers into his ear before licking his ear lobe, feeling his hard dick pressing hard against her thigh. Feeling a little bold from the liquor, a hand slowly travels down over the bulge in his pants, hearing his groan in her ear and his thigh pressing on her clit making her want to cum right then and there.

“You getting this excited for me baby?” she questions, bringing his neck closer, determined to form her own passion mark and mark her territory too.

“I jerked my shit three times already fucking with you,” he says, moving her hand up and down along his shaft, through the fabric of his jeans.

“Forreal?!” Her eyes light up as she leans back to look at his face. “From me?” She asks.

“Hell yeah from you! You walk in basically naked, your titties sittin and ready to be in my mouth, these peek a boo thighs teasing me and that barely covered pussy is begging for me to raw it and one day imma listen so yes, you keep getting me fucked up, and now you wanna laugh about it. This shit is not funny Tommie,” he hisses as she grips his dick hard, his grip tightening on her arm and waist, his eyes trying to guess what she will do next.

His eyes widen and his jaw goes slack as she unzips his pants and snakes her hand into his boxers. Feeling the blood pulsing to the soft warmth of her hand made them both moan simultaneously. Lifting her leg and wrapping it around his hip helped to shield them a bit, the other side of them being a wall, which can tell no secrets. Slowly, she pulls, gripping and releasing as she curves around the head, then dragging back up from the base, as she sucks on his shoulder blade. She pulls the clothing back a little and spits on it, as his eyes bug out of his head.

“Mmm, that’s much much better,” she mewls in his ear as she milks his dick. He stands there wondering how it is that she continues to shock him the way she does but is knocked out of it from the pressure she is applying to the head.

“Shittt Tommie,” he hisses as he grips her leg and her waist tighter, burying his head in her neck.

“Oooh this dick is getting slick, heavy and slick, just like I like it. You gonna cum for me Daddy? Bust that fat nut in my hand?” She purrs, sucking the flesh of his neck in like a vacuum as she grips hard at the base. Dragging her hand up, she looks into his focused eyes, willing him under her command. Feeling his dick begin to jerk, a smirk creeps along her face.

Holding her arm tight around his back and shoulders, pulling him in close, she focuses back on the spot on his neck as she masterfully pulls and jerks his dick into completion. Hearing his moans and swearing in her ear, gave her such joy. The feeling of this kind of power so new yet so comfortable.

“Cum for me Daddy. Give me that nut,” she instructs as she holds him tighter, feeling his body still and shudder for a few seconds as she had him nut on her bare thigh, and part of the wall. She peppers kisses along his collarbone as she tucks his manhood back into his pants before using her hand to clear up and lick the cum clean.

“You taste so good Daddy” she says placing her leg back down and wrapping both arms tight around him, returning to that sensitive spot on his neck before he grabs her chin and moves her head.

“Who are you becoming, Little Miss? Cause this...I would never think this...” he trails off by her capturing his lips, her now dominating his mouth, sucking on his bottom lip like a lollipop. She bites his lip, pulling it taut from his mouth before slowly releasing it. Craning her head up, she looks at him and smiles.

“I’m Tommie. Nice to meet you.”

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fentyfact · 4 years ago

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Can he come and miss me next? 🌚

I Missed You.

Three weeks.

Twenty one days.

Over 5,000 miles away.

I've probably sat in the same spot, since he left for his annual trip to Hawaii with his boys. Of course, I had been invited, but I couldn't get out of work and I honestly didn't wanna make it awkward for his friends, even though they swore they didn't mind.

Fortunately, the day has come for him to bring his ass back home to me. I've been preparing myself for this day, since he left out that door.

Waltzing around in my cream satin robe, I light a couple of candles and tap my nails against the wooden surface of the dining table.

The sound of his hummer rumbling in the driveway makes my heart drop into my stomach. I make my way towards the couch, as his keys turn in the lock, before opening the door.

"Where's my babygirl at?" I run over and hop into his arms, before he can even sit his bags down. His deep laugh fills my ears.

"Ugh! I missed you so much!" He catches me and pulls me up on his waist, placing kisses all over my face.

"I missed you too, baby." Carrying me over to the couch, he sits down with me straddling his lap. I plant a kiss on his lips, before pulling back to look at him.

"All this for me?" He pushes my robe open, blowing out a rough breath at my attire.

His eyes trail over my body and his hands follow soon after; running up and down my sides.

"Of course, baby." I lean down and kiss him again, this time sliding my tongue into his mouth. I place my arms on the chair, while his hands grip my hips with authority. I moan into his mouth.

"Mm," I break the kiss and play with the strings on his hoodie. "Can I show you how much I missed you, Daddy?"

"Shit... you can do whatever you want, babygirl." I smirk and pull his left hand away from my hip to pull his sleeve off, before repeating the same with his right and completely taking it off, revealing his bare chest.

I dip my head into his neck and plant kisses on his weak spots, earning a growl and a smack to my backside, that intensifies my horniness.

I trail my kisses down his stomach and palm the bulge hidden inside his sweats. I kneel in front of him and pull them down and his length springs free, making my mouth water.

"Mm... you've kept this away from me for too long," I wrap my hand around his thick girth and press my lips against the head.

Running his hands through my short curls, he bites down on his plump bottom lip.

I run my tongue down the side of his length and back up, before sucking on the head, earning a grunt from him.

"Stop playin'." I giggle and lower my mouth onto him, watching his brows knit together. I move my hands to his thighs and bob my head up and down.

"Shit," the back of his head finds the soft pillows behind him, while I continue to work my mouth on him. I grow sloppy, spitting on his length and sucking it back up to create those lewd noises he loves so much.

"Fuck.... nasty ass." I swirl my tongue around his swelling pink tip, before closing my mouth around it and sucking. His hand returns to my hair, this time gripping.

"Fuuuck! I'm bout to nut, babe." I suck feverishly, quickly bringing him to his breaking point. His eyes shut tight as he spills into my mouth. I suck him dry.

He grips the front of my throat and leans up from the couch, smashing his lips against mine. I shrug out of my robe and toss it behind me.

I sit back in his lap and pull the bottom on lace teddy to the side and rub my second set of lips over his dick.

I moan and reach underneath to position him at my entrance before sliding down on him, clenching halfway.

"Oh my God...." I'll never get used to the way he stretches me out. I grip his shoulders and begin grinding on him. His hands find my hips, kneading my soft flesh.

"Fuckk, I love this pussy." He pulls my straps down and nips at my nipple. I cradle his head and rock against him faster, feeling a jolt of pleasure rush through me.

"Fuck, you feel so good!" He lifts up from the couch and hikes my leg over the arm of it, before sliding back into me. I dig my nails into the pillow.

"Shit!" Wrapping his hand around my neck, he begins to deliver the deepest, roughest strokes ever. I open my mouth to scream, but it comes out strangled.

"Fuck— oh fuck! Michael!" My walls hug him tight, while he leans down to grunt into my ear.

"You missed Daddy, baby?"

"Yesss," tears prick the corner of my eyes, as he slows down to roll his hips, rubbing against my spot.

"Say that shit, babygirl."

"I-I missed you, Daddy! Oh my God! I missed you so fucking much!" Speeding back up, my orgasm hits me like a brick.

I squeeze his arm and feel my legs give out. I lean into him, while he continues to stroke into me.

"Gimme one more." I grip the arm of the chair, feeling him dig deeper into me. His plump lips find my neck, while his fingers find my bud, rubbing it in quick circles.

My back immediately arches away from him, as his length grazes my weak spot. "Right there... fuuuucckkk, right there!"

"You gonna cum for Daddy, again?" I suck in a heavy breath, feeling a huge knot form in the pit of my stomach.

"Yes! Oh fuck— I love this dick, so much...." I cream all over him and dig my nails into his thigh, as he continues.

"Fuck! Stop!— oh my God!" I push at his waist, but it only makes him push into me harder, sending my eyes to the back of my head.

"You feel so good, baby.... I can't help myself." The rasp in his voice sends a chill through me.

—

Laying halfway off the bed, Michael hovers over me and plants the softest kisses on my lips. I feel like I'm floating.

"I love you." He kisses down my neck and stops at my breasts, sucking and biting them. I rub my hands over his low fade, arching into him.

"I love you, too. Please, don't leave me again, anytime soon." He chuckles, before hugging my body close to his.

"Don't worry, babygirl. I'm not going anywhere."

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@ Mr Rhodes

Night Owl 🦉- Lost Files

Masterlist for more Night Owl!

A/N: I had this in my drafts and made it sometime close to when I finished the first add cause I saw this story in a bunch of scenes and didn’t write it in chronological order. Consider it like a deleted scene happening after Part 3☺️😉 Enjoy!

XOXO,

Deaysha

It had been a good little bit since the pair had seen each other. The last thing that happened between them was their rather X rated phone call. The next day, Deaysha woke up feeling accomplished yet annoyed. Why would she let him talk to her as he was literally fucking some other bitch? Did she succumb to a level that low, tolerating such disrespect? The question kept replaying in her head over and over and she had decided she’d had enough. No more nothing. He gets nothing. He’s super cute but a true fuck boy, like down to the molecules of his being, and as a lady such as herself, she could not and would not tolerate it.

On yet another Friday night of RA duty, she roams the halls checking for drunken college aged children, kind of wishing she wasn’t thinking about that smug ass smirk. Ugh, this was going to be harder than expected. At her floor meeting with her residents, as she explains roommate living agreement deadlines, quiet hours, and an upcoming floor social activity, in walks the Asshole himself, taking a seat at the back of the lounge, staring at her, even taking the candy bucket as it was passed around, his eyes never really leaving hers. The piece of shit. She continued her meeting, having to give the girls looks as to not have them asking all the questions in front of him, texting their group chat letting them know she would tell them about it later.

Ignoring him, she cleans up the remaining flyers from the meeting, as he sits, man-spreading and watching her. She can feel his gaze burning a hole in the side of her head as she gets closer.

“What do you want?” She questions, showing her irritation as she stands a couple feet away from him.

“Don’t mind me. Finish collecting your things Tommie,” he instructs with a smile as he holds her last flyer in his hand. Glaring at him and all his damn games, she walks closer to retrieve it, only for him to extend his arm in the far corner away from her. Trying to go around his widely opened legs, she fails as he uses all his strength pulling her in abruptly to straddle his lap, making her yelp from the shock of it all. Pressing her body against his, he extends his tongue, licking from the base of her neck to her chin before sucking on it, her attempting to push him away, making her press further and further into him. Her hands go from pressing against his chest to caressing his scalp as he peppers wet sloppy kisses all over her neck.

“Stop it,” she says barely above a whisper as a hint of sense comes back to her, realizing where they are.

“I ain’t stopping shit,” he says slapping her ass as he pulls her down, flesh against the rock hard bulge pressing between her thighs. “You play games, act like you don’t see me, all this frontin’ and we finally get a night of breakthroughs the other night with that nasty ass mouth of yours. Then it seems to all fade and revert right back to step one with that not picking up your phone shit,” he says placing a firm grip on her hip, the other holding her tight as she tries to squirm away from him.

Taking one of her arms behind her back, followed by the other, he pulls her in more as his hips start to grind into her, relishing in her little whimpers as she uses all of her strength to release herself from the tight grasp he has on her body.

“And you know I love it when you struggle, Baby,” he says, sucking on her collar bone before burying his head in her cleavage. When his mouth works his way under her bra to her nipple, she truly snaps back to reality.

“Get the hell off of me!” She says untangling herself and falling to the adjacent seat, sliding her knees up to the chair from draping over his leg.

“We are in public!” She loudly whispers as he licks his lips.

“Do you think I give a damn?” He asks, spreading her knees apart like it was nothing, about to climb on top of her and do God knows what else, before she quickly stands to her feet, albeit a bit wobbly, but safe and a measurable distance away from him.

“Can you stop? Why are you here anyway? You fucking one of my residents or something? That girl in the stacks again? The wack girl from the phone the other day?” She blurts out, a big ball of nerves as he slowly stalks around the room, ready to pounce on her. Somehow she made a final flaw as he corners her into an isolated part of the room, pulling her in to an open mouth kiss as he lifts and wraps her thigh around his waist.

“I came for you Tommie, no one else. Now let's finish what we started the other day,” he says as he pulls her top down, exposing more of her meaty cleavage and digs his hand into the back of her jeans, feeling the flesh of her thick ass in the leaving little to the imagination thong she has on.

“WE aren’t finishing anything! I don’t fuck around with disrespectful niggas,” she says pushing him back before he pulls himself right back into her.

“How was I disrespectful?” He asks, genuinely shocked, as he picks her up and sits her on top of a work desk before wrapping her thighs around him.

“Literally calling me as your dick goes in and out of some bitch! Do I look like a bitch that would tolerate some shit like that?” She asks staring him down.

“I’m trying to put my dick in you now but you wanna argue. She wasn’t nobody. It don’t mean nothing,” he says trying to grab her neck to kiss her again as she moves his hand away.

“Is that what you gonna say about me to the next one, once you hit it and quit it? People were right about you, you don’t give a damn about anyone but yourself!” She says standing and walking off before he takes her arm and spins her around.

“Now you wait a fucking minute Tommie! You got that name from you drooling to be next in line to dribble on my balls. Everything I’ve done, you’ve been with it, even the supposed day of this super ‘disrespect’. You’re dying for me to make you cum nonstop, holding you down so you take all this dick to the hilt, and fucking your throat till it gets raw. We both know that. You can keep that dreamland where those fingers of yours could even compare to give you those mind blowing orgasms you only got a preview to the other day. You can think you’re high and mighty all you want, but sooner or later you will be back on your knees ready for Daddy to turn that timid ass out. Till then, keep fronting and hiding what you really want. It seems to be working so great for you thus far,” he says, the sarcasm oozing from hm, glaring her up and down before letting her go and huffing out of the door.

“You know what, fuck you!” She screams after him, hoping he heard her, now the adrenaline coursing through her with nothing to do but be angry at him. How dare he talk to her like that? He wasn’t totally wrong, which she hated to admit but he still did what he did, and that was worse! She was in the right here and no ounce of horniness could tell her otherwise.

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It had been an entire week since the big blowout and sis wasn’t really doing too hot. Her insomnia returning with a vengeance and her usual last stitch remedy of rubbing one out to some good ebony homemade porn was no longer working. For the life of her, she couldn’t get that no good rotten ass nigga off her damn mind! His words reverberating over and over in her mind. Only the thoughts of him, holding her down, making her cum uncontrollably and breaking his dick off in her esophagus were the only things that would half way make her body respond as she wanted it to. But her body fucked up and got exposed to his touch. The feel of his warm hands, roaming her body. Tempting, folding, kneading, pressing, and putting her into position. That is what she missed, what she needed, what she craved. The clock reading 3:33AM on another night, she was fed up and would do just about anything for some relief, which explains how she could put everything to the side and text Captain Asshole himself.

“You free tomorrow night?” She presses send before she could talk herself out of it. She continuously checks for his response until she ultimately falls asleep with her phone on her chest. The next morning she receives a text back.

“Sorry, I was asleep but yeah I’m free later, come through to the crib at around 9, and don’t be on no bullshit, preferably,” he responds as she mimics throwing up at the arrogance of it all, somewhere down deep, happy and a little intrigued by the thought of going to his place.

9 o’clock rolls around and here she is, in front of his door, palms a sweaty mess and heart beating out of her chest. She wipes her hands on her leggings and knocks. Waiting for a bit, there was no answer. She takes a second and knocks again. After a minute with no answer again, she turns to leave before she hears the door open.

Dewy and shirtless like he just came from the shower, donning his black durag with black basketball shorts, she stood a bit mesmerized for a second. Her mouth salivating at the cuts of his muscles, that physique sculpted to perfection. He chuckles at her reaction, opening the door but still standing in the doorway, making her squeeze by him, staring at all that ass as she walks by.

“Hi,” she says a little above a whisper, nervously pulling at her fingertips as she looked back and forth between the floor, his chest, and his all knowing eyes.

“Hey, come on in. I’m back here,” he says with a smile, leading her to his bedroom, increasing her nerves threefold.

“You can sit on the bed,” he instructs, as he goes to his dresser, applying lotion, spritzing himself with cologne.

“How have you been?” She asks trying to fill the thick air with something, looking around nervously as she takes a seat on the freshly made bed that still smelled like Gain. He turns around with a smile, leaning on the dresser with his arms folded, before beckoning for her to come here with his finger. He watches her every move, her hands shaking as she stands, the conflict behind her eyes, the way she was looking at him.

He met her halfway as he pulls her to him, leaning his head down and kissing her lips. Slowly but hungrily their lips and tongues intertwine as she wraps her arms around him, squeezing him tight. His hands traveling from her shoulders, down the length of her arms to the tips of her fingers, intertwining their hands as his mouth deliberately sucks on her tongue, her pants and moans transporting him somewhere else entirely. Having had enough, his hands travel to the back of her thighs before spreading them, picking her up and taking her to the bed. Lying her down, he climbs on top of her, spreading her legs wide, his hands already roaming under her shirt, ready to unclasp her bra, to which her eyes pop open.

“Hold on a second,” she stammers as he licks and laps all over her neck, pulling her down so her hips were aligned with his.

“Tommie, you know what you came here for. Why you playing?” He says, bitting and tugging on her bottom lip.

“I’m not, but I’m a ....uhh,” She says trying to find the words.

“I know damn well you’re not gonna say you’re a virgin,” He says before shaking his head and letting out a laugh at the irony.

“Fuck You!” She says, immediately brimming with anger as she pushes him off of her and stands up off of the bed.

“Wait! I wasn’t laughing at you. Chill for a second, let me explain,” he says, rolling off of the bed, seeing he truly ticked her off this time.

“Fuck you and fuck your chill! I’m leaving! Niggas got me fucked up,” she says as she puts her shoes back on and heads to the door. She goes to open it and he comes up behind her and closes it, pressing his whole body into her as he pulls her back.

“Baby, baby, baby, I’m sorry. You just took me by surprise, that’s all. I’m sorry,” he quickly apologizes, kissing along her neck, holding her tight.

“No, I shouldn’t be here anyway. Why should I even stay?” She says getting caught up all over again but her mind still able to verbalize some of her protests.

“Cause you’re finally here and you need me just as bad as I need you,” he says, holding her closer, a hand traveling up her chest as the other glides below her leggings and into her panties. She moans as she leans her head against the door, his wet kisses to the back of her neck, a hand rising up, working her nipple between his fingers, the other slowly circling her clit. She begins to grind and press into his hand, as she moves her neck, granting him more access, caressing the back of his head. She gasps as he sticks one finger in.

“Mmm you so fucking tight! You like this freaky shit. My pretty Tommie girl like this shit, huh?” He whispers into her ear as she nods her head.

“Pleaseee,” she moans, arching her back as he inserts a second finger into her dripping wet core.

“Please what, mama? Daddy only responds to words and you dont seem to be saying anything, sweetheart,” he says strumming her g spot every so often, edging her closer then backing her away from her pent up illustrious release. Her moans getting louder and louder as she threw her head back, leaning onto him, reaching behind and pulling him closer.

“Please!” She shouts in desperation as she was a millisecond from a leg shaking earth quaking orgasm right before he changed his rhythm, effectively edging her again.

“You want Daddy to make you cum? Is that what you’re trying to say?” He says spreading her further with his legs as his fingers went deeper within her, her pussy clenching and creaming onto his hand.

“Yes,” she cries, leaning her head forward against the door, as she grinds onto him.

“Well then tell me Tommie. Tell Daddy how you want me to make you cum,” he teases, sucking her spot he just found on her neck, no doubt a very visible passion mark would be there in the morning. Her moans turn to cries and whimpers as one of her hands grips his forearm that’s meticulously curating just enough to keep her on edge but not enough to make her leave, her other hand reaching around groping his thigh, as she stammered incoherent nonsense.

“Tell me or I’ll stop,” he says beginning to take his fingers out of her before she grabbed his hand, keeping it where it was as her pussy somehow clutched him tighter.

“No! Please! Wait! Vante please dont stop,” she says turning her head pulling him into a kiss.

“Mmmm, I like that Tommie girl, but in these circumstances, I only respond to Daddy. Now tell me what you want!” he barks into her ear as he pumped faster, his thumb circling her clit, as his hips grind harder against her.

“Please Daddy make me cum,” she says, blinking tears from her eyes, throwing her head back onto him, her now being a pile of writhing putty in his hands.

“Good girl. Now cum on my hand like the nasty little hoe you are,” he says, lifting her knee and pulling her into him as he rocked her to and through her sweet sweet euphoria.

He spins them around, sliding both of them down the wall and onto the floor, her now sitting between his legs. As soon as she reaches the ground, her body goes limp, his hand still in her now soaked leggings. The sounds of her deep breathing filling the air as she rested her forehead on his arm.

“You did good babygirl. Daddy so proud of your little freak ass,” he says kissing and nibbling on her neck.

“You want me to walk you back to your room?” he asks a few minutes later, to which she returns a blank stare looking back at him.

“Walk? You know damn well I can’t walk right now. Fuck you mean!” She spat, returning her head on his arm.

“Nun unnn. Now baby you should know better than to talk all that shit while I’m still inside you,” he said thrusting his fingers fast within her once again.

“If one orgasm from me has you like this, I wouldn’t want to imagine two,” he says, licking her earlobe, as he hooks his legs beneath hers, spreading her legs wide, illiciting the hungriest of moans from her lips, sweet music to his ears.

“No, No, No! Please! I’m sorry! Can I just stay here for a bit until I get myself together?” she pleads, looking into his eyes.

“Ohhhhh! The pretty baby knows how to act now. I usually don’t allow company on my bed, but I guess for you I can make an exception,” he says lifting her chin and pulling her into a kiss, his tongue massaging hers as he slowly worked over her clit, his other hand torturously rubbing her nipple between his middle and ring fingers. Hearing her slickness under only his touch, made his mind wonder about the backflips she would be doing when he gets to taste her. He licked his lips in hungry anticipation.

“Fuck it! Imma make you cum one more time then we can get some shut eye for the night. How that sound to you Tommie girl?” He asks inserting his fingers back into her as his other hand applies pressure, circling her clit faster and harder.

“Whatever you want, baby,” she says caressing his face and pulling him into a kiss, moaning into his mouth as her release builds. As she came, she jolted forward in his arms as her legs shook, before closing them, wrapping herself around his arms, to which he chuckled softly.

“You gotta let my hands go baby. Otherwise I would be forced to do it again,” he smiles, nuzzled into the crook of her neck as she releases his hands from the grips of her thighs. As her breathing regulates, he stands, helping her up after him and hands her a pair of his sweatpants.

“Here is a fresh pair so you wont have to sleep in those,” he says as he climbs into bed. She changes her pants and climbs in with him, cuddling herself around his back as he faced the wall.

“I don’t cuddle Deaysha,” he mutters, muffled by his pillow.

“Well you gone cuddle me tonight damnit! Fuck what you thought this was,” she said wrapping her thick thigh around his leg as she reached up and kissed his ear, cuddling him tighter. He turned around to face her, pulling her closer against him, palming her thigh and wrapping his arm around her waist, deepening the cuddle even further.

“You sure are something else aren’t you?” he said smiling with his face against hers.

“You know I am,” she said kissing him and suckling his bottom lip as they fell asleep.

—-

A few days later, she sees him coming across campus and is about to go and hug him when some hoe stops her whole run to chat it up in his face. “Ughhh,“ she thinks to herself as she rolls her eyes and leaves. Trevante later sees her when he enters the science building, and she walks past him in the busy crowd like he wasn't even there.

“So I make you bussit and you cant speak?! Do I need to show these people how I had you screaming at my place the other night for you to notice me?” he asks, grabbing her arm and turning her around to him.

“Why should I? You obviously have no shortage of hoes popping up, doing cartwheels and shit to say Hello. You got ya community dick in everybody so what you need me for?” She says angrily yanking her arm back away from him as she heads to class.

“What? You jealous, babygirl?” he asks placing his hand on her lower back, wrapping it around her hip.

“Don’t you ever fix your lips to say that phrase to me again! Fuck I got to be jealous of? Getting any bitch’s leftovers? I’m good on that! Trust,” she says stepping on his foot and going through the crowd into her class. A few minutes later he takes a seat next to her.

“So you really hurt my feelings back there but I guess I can let it slide. Are you mad at me for some reason?” He asks, putting his bookbag down.

“Why the fuck are you here? Get the fuck out before class starts,” she says barely above a whisper through gritted teeth.

“Oh you didn’t know? I’m in this class now.” he says nonchalantly looking at the board of the lecture hall.

“Okay, whats the name of it then, genius?” She says with her head in her hand, propped on the little desk as she takes out her notebook and colored pens.

“Uhh, Biochemistry 3 apparently,” he says squinting and finding it somewhere on the board.

“Get out before the professor sees you,” she says pinching his leg.

“Ow! No, I’m not leaving until your not mad at me cause I don’t like it,” he says rubbing the area she just pinched.

“I’m still gonna be mad by the end of this class but I will be more mad if you stay, so just leave,” she says rolling her eyes, looking at the time on her phone, wanting him to hurry before class starts.

“Fine, promise to talk about it later and I will go,” he says, not wanting to upset her further.

“Okay fine, just go,” she says pushing him in the seat.

“Give me a kiss first,” he turns and puckers his lips, to which she mushes away, trying to see if his antics has garnered an audience.

“No! Get out!,” she says pinching him again.

“I’m not going anywhere till I get my smooches,” he says crossing his arms and leaning back in the chair.

“Fine here! Leave!” She says giving him a quick peck on the lips, which he extends by holding her face, kissing her a few extra times.

“See you later, babygirl,” he says flicking her chin before leaving.

She doesn’t even bother to look around, knowing everyone was probably looking at her. She smiles to herself as she writes her name and date at the top of the PowerPoint print outs, adding a quick doodle, the words Vante and Tommie placed in a heart. She rolled her eyes and crossed it out as she focused on the professor beginning his lecture.

—-

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also @miyuhpapayuh work >>>>

got ya girl feeling real inspired after having writer’s block for a hot minute 😭🥺

gonna binge read @l-auteuse works all night, hope you don’t mind reblog/commentary spam bc i been missing out! 😭

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gonna binge read @l-auteuse works all night, hope you don’t mind reblog/commentary spam bc i been missing out! 😭

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🍀 and 🥃

“Take this dick,”

Her hands are bound behind her back with one of his larger ones. Her moans bounce off the walls as his thick, veiny girth stretches her deliciously.

"Fuck!" Her nails scrape against his stomach as he continues to jack up her breathing with his lethal thrusts.

"Thought you could handle it, baby..." he taunts, tightening his grip on her wrists and speeding up.

Eyes permanently stuck in the back of her head, she tries desperately to find a sliver of breath to respond. Impossible.

"Unh!..." a mere grunt is all she can muster up, through the heavy pounding that she's receiving.

Her thighs quiver as another orgasm bubbles over inside of her. Her mouth opens, but not a sound breaks through.

"Mm... you wanna cum? You tightenin' up." Releasing her wrists, he hovers over her to grip her chin.

"Ye– yes Daddy— fuuuuck yes," she whines, digging her nails into his arm. Slowing down by the slightest, he digs in and out of her.

"Ah!.... ssss— I can't h-hold it!" Her entire body begins to tremble as she gets closer to erupting.

"Cum on this dick," his thick drawl sends her off a cliff and into the deep end with a single, strangled scream.

Never ceasing, he continues to rock in and out of her throbbing canal, grunting as she squeezes him for dear life.

"Talked all that shit, now look at you.... all bent ova' an' shit..." dipping his hips into hers, he chuckles as whimpers pass through her pouty lips.

Moving his hand down some, he grips her neck, halting her noises as he starts back up. Her broken cries resume as she digs into the sheets with her free hand.

"Baby!"

"You wanted me to throw that dick up in ya, right?" He taunts, quoting her request from earlier.

Placing both hands flat on the bed, she tries her best to crawl away from him. Hennessy and Lucky are never a good mix for her guts— but, she always asks for him to split her in half, anyway.

"Bring that ass back, baby." His voice drops an octave. Placing his free hand at the middle of her back, he pushes deeper into her.

"Ohhh shit!" She pants.

"That's what you wanted, right?"

"Yesss!"

"Take this shit, then!"

"Unh! You're s-so deep!" She reaches back to push at his thigh and gets her arm gripped back up.

"So hardheaded," slowing his pace doesn't stop him from puncturing her spot, "quit pushin' me away and take this fuckin' dick, babygirl."

"That's m— my spot!" Her arch falters as she hunches forward, pulling her head into her chest, whining softly.

"Right here?" A devious smirk graces his lips as he continues to press against it. Moans roll off her tongue nonstop.

"Fuck.... you drippin' everywhere," she clenches at his tone.

One last heavy thrust and he bottoms out inside of her, giving her a tiny orgasm and a slight break.

Pushing her damp curls away from her back, he grabs a handful and softly pulls her up on her knees. Placing his lips on her neck, she reacts by shuttering against him.

"Be a good girl for me, aight?"

"Okay." Her strained voice comes through meek.

Keeping her hair in his grip, he starts back up, resuming his assault on her weak spot. Her nails dig into the sheets as her mouth falls open.

"Ooh fuck!" Releasing her hair, his hand hangs loosely around her neck, pulling her back into his heated body. Her hands grip his arm as her stomach begins to tighten.

"This my shit?"

"Yes—" she gasps, tossing her head back, "I'm gonna cum!"

"Hold that shit, girl." He huskily grunts in her ear.

"I can't!— fuuuck!"

Slowing his pace, he grinds into her. "Yes you can."

"Fuuuckk.... just like that, baby." She bites down on her bottom lip.

"Just like this, huh?"

"Yessss!... feels so good,"

"Squeeze that pussy." She grips him, tightly, moaning as he throbs against her.

"Fuck," he growls, tightening his hand around her neck and speeding back up.

Pants and moans collide as they get closer to their breaking point.

"I'm gonna—"

"Fuuuckk!"

"I'm gonna cum!"

"You better cum on this dick."

"I— oh shit, daddy! Don't sto- don't...." her body writhes in his hold as her orgasm breaks through.

Scratching his arms, she crawls forward and grips the sheets as he continues pounding into her.

"Uh!.... ffffuck!" Stiffening up behind her, he busts inside of her with a deep growl.

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Punishment.

Placed in the middle of the bed with the highest arch possible, her body bare for viewing pleasure, his bare hand strikes against her left cheek, leaving his handprint behind. A strangled moan escapes her.

"One." A deep chuckle leaves him as he circles her reddened flesh, before popping her on the opposite cheek, causing her to jump.

"Two." Her head falls forward as his hand dips between her legs, rubbing her slick bud with his thumb.

"Fuck!" She whimpers. The feeling leaves as quick as it comes, while the stinging to her ass returns.

"Three!, ow, Daddy!... that hurt."

"Hush.," placing another harsh slap on her backside, his thumb returns to her bud.

"What number we on, brat?" His tone thick and gruff.

"Four." Her fingers grab the sheets underneath her, as his middle finger sinks into her warmth. Her moan is halted by his free hand, wrapping it around her neck as he pushes up against her.

"I said, hush." Adding another finger, he expertly curves them against her spot. Her mouth drops open, but not a sound escapes.

"It feel good, don't it?," he laughs as her breathing picks up. "I know it does."

He speeds up, poking right at her spot, causing her back to cave in and her bottom lip to be roughly bitten by her top row of pearly whites.

"Hmm!,"the expert flick of his wrist sends her body into shock, leaving a trail of her juices to leak down his hand.

"Pussy so wet.... you think you deserve to cum, baby?"

"Please, Daddy... fuck, it feels so good! I'm so close!"

She brings herself back on his fingers, her moans heighten in volume as her peak gets closer.

"Cum for me."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!.... oh shhh—!" Her nectar oozes out on his fingers as she rides out her orgasm. Pulling away from her wet center, he sticks his fingers into his mouth, moaning at her sweet taste.

"Turn around." From that small command alone, she knew exactly what he wanted from her.

Turning around, her face is level with his thick and long, third leg. Opening her mouth, he inches inside slowly, letting his head fall back as the wetness covers him.

"Shit, babygirl." She moans around his length, relaxing her throat and allowing him to hit the back of it.

Gripping her coils in his free hand, he gyrates against her mouth, creating his own rhythm.

"That's it... fuucck, that's it."

Hollowing out her cheeks, she sucks him up harder, creating those lewd noises that he loves.

"Fuck!, I'm finna nut in that pretty mouth, babygirl." His grip on her hair tightens as he shuts his eyes, continuously knocking against the back of her esophagus.

Releasing inside of her warm, wet throat with a deep growl, he slowly untangles his hand from her curls, sliding his, still, solid piece out of her mouth.

"That fuckin' mouth.... put that ass in the air. Now."

Assuming the position, he quickly glides into her, eliciting the roughest gasp from her. His thrusts start off curt, knocking the wind from her lungs.

"Shit!—– ohhh shit!"

Her ass wildly claps against his thighs, his grunts competing with her heavy pants. Her nails dig into the sheets, gripping them for dear life as the pleasure, quickly, becomes too much.

"Fuck!, you're so deep!" She makes the mistake of pushing at his thigh.

Hovering over her, he grips her chin and digs even deeper into her, maintaining his pace. Her hands go back in front of her to brace herself.

"You know better." Her eyes roll into the back of her head at the overwhelming feeling.

"I'm sorryyyy!"

"Say it, again." His hand drops down her her neck, squeezing it.

"I'm sorry!," she squeaks out, feeling a little lightheaded as he continues to pound into her.

The sheen of sweat on their bodies, shines in the pale blue lighting of their room, adding a sensual touch to their heated session.

"I'm cumming!" His hand finds her clit, sending her squirming and clawing at his arm.

"Oh fuck!" Falling face first into the bed, this doesn't stop him from continuing. Pressing his hands flat against her back, he dips his hips into her, knocking against her sweet spot.

Her ankles lock together. Her walls tighten around him, causing a grunt to erupt from him, along with a stinging pop to the top of her ass.

"Let me get up in there, baby." He coolly demands.

"It's too much... fuck, it's too much."

"Be a big girl and take this dick."

Firmly planting his feet on the ground, he continues, beginning to roll his hips against her.

"Fuck,"

"Just like that." He grunts, rustling a hand through her hair. Her nails scrape against his skin.

"Fuuuck me!”

"Just like that." He repeats, staring down at the ripple effect, her ass makes against him.

"I'm gonna cum!"

"Drench this dick, baby... make a fuckin' mess,"

"Ima make a fucking mess on this dick!"

"Gimme that shit, baby."

His teasing hits her core, sending her squirting all over his shaft. "Fuck!, yessss!"

"Shit... I'm boutta cum, baby." His deep tone sends a chill through her. Gripping his hip, she pulls him farther into her.

"Gimme that nut, Daddy."

"Ah, shit!" His eyes shut as his thrusts get choppy, erupting just a few seconds after her.

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YES MAAM, QUALITY CONTENT >>>

Where You Belong.

It'd been two weeks since their breakup— if you can even classify it, as one.

Their relationship wasn't always rocky. Y'lan did everything to make sure that she was happy and taken care of and she did the same for him, but Cici began to feel neglected as time went on.

His job started to become his main focus and petty arguments became an everyday occurrence, until she got tired and moved out of his apartment, and into one of her own.

As of late, she's been enjoying being single, cumming and going as she pleases.

"So... when do I get the pleasure of seeing you, again?" Standing at the bottom of the steps, Cici and her new favorite man candy stand centimeters away from each other's lips, underneath the orange hued sun.

"Hm, you might be luckier than you think." The smitten man peers down at her, placing wet kisses on her lips.

"Mm., yo pretty ass better call me."

"Maybe I will....," she steps away from him and towards the door, her hand placed on the handle. "Maybe I won't."

"It's like that?" He asks with a raised brow.

"Always. Goodnight.," she sing-songs, unlocking the door and disappearing behind it.

Kicking her furry slides off, she sighs as the fluffy rug aides to her aching feet. Her phone starts ringing as she makes her way down the hall.

"Hello?," she answers, not even caring to look at the caller ID.

"So, you movin' on and ain't think to tell me?," Y'lan's irritated voice sounds through, causing her to roll her eyes.

"We gotta do this, tonight? I just had a great day and you're ruining it."

"Well, excuse me for being a fucking inconvenience.—"

"Yes., excuse you. You know, you got a lot of fucking nerve, calling me just to fuss at me about some shit that don't even fucking concern you.—"

"Since when does this not concern me?”

"Since your job became your whole fucking like, Y'lan!, are you kidding me?!" The huff that sounds on his end, further pisses her off.

"You just stopped caring. You were always working and always tired and I tried my hardest to be present, while you just sat there. You weren't the man that I feel in love with, anymore."

"Cici, I've been trying to apologize for the longest time, now. I know I wasn't there, like I should've been."

"Well, it's too late for that."

"Why?"

"Cause, I've been doin' this song and dance with you for too fucking long!," she leans against the wall by her bedroom. "I'm sure you out there fucking 'who knows what', so stop worrying about what I'm doing."

She hangs up and heads into her room, face planting onto the sheets and instantly knocking out.

Somewhere around midnight, Cici’s awaken by incessant banging on her front door.

"Ugh!", as she saunters down the hall, the banging grows louder, instantly annoying her. "Okay... either shut the fuck up or wait for me to open the door."

"Open it up, then." Rolling her eyes, she unlocks it and snatches it open, watching him walk in like he owns the place. Closing and locking the door back behind herself, she turns and leans against it, crossing her arms over her chest, her cleavage damn near spilling over.

Y'lan stands a few feet away from her, giving her a hard glare. "Can I help you?" She asks.

"You wanna help me understand why you hung up on me? You know I hate that shit."

"You're such a fucking baby. I didn't give enough of a shit to hear you explain whatever it is that made you act like I was no longer your girlfriend. I moved on and you should too, quit—"

"What?!," he cuts her off. She holds up her pointer finger in his direction.

"—quit!, calling me and harassing me about what and who I'm doing." His brow raises.

"Oh, so that's why you been hangin' up on me and shit. You got a new man in them walls and forgot, huh?" He strides over to her, now just a few inches from her face.

"I'm not a woman that waits. You know that. I've got needs and you weren't fulfilling them. Where's your roster of hoes at?"

"You really think I'm just out here fucking? That's all I'm about?" He questions, a crease in his left brow.

"That's how you used to be, who's to say that it still isn't?"

"Me!," he yells, pointing to his chest. "What's wrong with you?"

"You're what's wrong with me. I hate you.," she snarls, pushing him back. He grips her wrist, beaming back, this time closer to her face.

"You need that attitude fixed."

"Fix it, then."

————

A thick, sticky air shrouds the two bodies inside their bedroom. Pants, moans and grunts compete against the incessant slapping of their skin.

"Fuuuckk.... you feel so damn good, baby," she moans, taking her bottom lip between her teeth, again.

"Wet ass pussy.... I should fuckin' kill you." He grunts, before wrapping his large hand around her neck, thrusting deeper into her.

"Ahn! I'm sorry!"

"Shut the fuck up." Her hand reaches out for his thigh, as he begins to hit her spot.

"Oh fuck! You're gonna make me cum!"

"Cum on this dick." Her body jerks twice, while her pouty and swollen lips allow her foul praises, through.

"Come're." Pulling her up by her hair, his thrusts pick up speed, leaving her mouth to hang ajar.

"He gave it to you like this?"

"Nooooo.... fuck!" She quietly answers, making him move his hand back around her neck, tightly.

"I can't hear you, baby.... say it again." He grunts, dipping his hips into hers.

"No, baby!"

"He make you cum like I do?"

"No— unh!" Her toes curl, feeling him slow down some to dig into her.

"Then, why you keep fuckin' playin' with me, baby?" Moving his hand up to grab her chin, he speeds back up, the clapping of their skin refills the room.

"I'm n-not playiiiiinnng!— unh!, unh!, unh!,..." her fingers grip onto the foot board for dear life.

"I'm sorry!," she cries, feeling another orgasm brewing.

"You sorry, huh?!"

"Yes!"

"You sorry for givin' Daddy's pussy away?" Her eyes roll back as every thrust begins to hit her spot.

"Fuck— yesssss,"

"For tellin' Daddy how much you hate him?" He emphasizes his pained question with a rough stroke, sending a scream through her.

"I didn't mean it, Daddy! Fuck, I love this dick!" Her head hangs forward.

"Ohh fuuccck.... aah! I love this dick, babyyy— I love you!"

"I love yo bratty ass, too. Throw that shit back on Daddy." She bounces back on his lap, feeling him throb against her.

"Feels so good, Daddy!" One hand grips his forearm and the other searches for something to latch onto.

"You boutta cum again, baby?" He taunts in her ear, slowly dragging his girth in and out of her tightening cove.

"Ffff—" her eyes roll back as her peak begins to rear its head.

"Talk to me, babygirl."

"Yes! I'm gonna cum!" Her body hunches forward as her essence drips down her leg. She reaches back for his thigh, pulling him closer.

"Don't st-stop," her top half goes limp on the bed, giving him more leverage to demolish her without a fight.

"Fuck!, I'm gonna cum, again!" Her legs begin to tremble as he third orgasm rushes through, just as quick, making way for another. She presses a hand over her clit, hissing at the overstimulation.

"–—shhhiiiiiit!" Her quaking frame almost hits the ground as she cums again. His big hands hold her up, continuing to dig into her.

"Okay, baby!..... I can't take it— fuck!, ooh!, ooh!, ooh!...." replaying like a broken record, she squeezes against him. He moans in response, stilling for a second.

"You can't handle it, huh?"

"You're killing me, baby... I need a break—" pulling her up from the bed, he presses her against the wall and wraps his hand around the front of her throat.

"You don't deserve a fuckin' break.," the venom in his speech makes her thighs clench around him. "You gon' take all this dick, you understand me?"

"Yes, Daddy,." The lust in her eyes doubles for him. She grabs the back of his head and smashes their lips together, moaning as he grips her fat ass with both hands.

Reaching between them with her free hand, she guides the head of his dick back between her slit, her mouth dropping open as he slides back inside.

"All that shit,..." he reminds her, digging as deep as possible.

"Oh shit...,—it feels so good, baby!" She wraps her arms around his neck and hides her face.

"Shit... you test my patience... all the fucking time.," he growls in her ear, causing a smile to break out on her lips.

"Only, because you let me." Laying her head back on the wall, she stares at him, biting down on her lip at the way his muscles flex.

"I got you that spoiled, huh?" He asks. She nods, closing her eyes as the pleasure begins to slowly build.

"Yes, baby." Pulling her away from the wall, he lays her back on the bed, beginning to move against her, like a serpent. Her hands latch onto his back.

"Oh!," her lips part, her moans swallowed in his many kisses. "Fuck, baby!"

"You feel me, girl?" He grunts against her lips.

"Yes... I feel youuuu!"

"You want this nut, babygirl?"

"Yesss, gimme that nut....," lifting her legs up, she grips the back of her thighs, giving him the leverage he needs.

"Unh,.... such a fucking brat." His hands fall above hers, gripping her flesh as he drives into her, madly.

"Fuck meeee!," she moans, digging her nails into his thighs.

His deep moans multiply as he gets closer, the muscles is his back working overtime, flexing underneath the streetlights outside her window.

"Shit!, I'ma bust all in this shit, you hear me?"

"Yes baby!," she screeches, clenching around him.

"Ah shit... uh! Fuck.... mmmm!," his pounding comes to an abrupt stop as his orgasm rushes through him. His head lolls back at the feeling.

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