“What y’all getting into tonight?” Addie questioned looking like a whole meal as she sashayed out of the bathroom. Why must she taunt a nigga when he got places to be? She tightened the towel around her body before she melted into me from behind and wrapped her arms around my waist. “You could stay home with me and AJ and we could have a pizza making night.”
I smiled. “You are something else you know that?”
“I’ve been told.” She planted kisses on my bare back and my partner in crime woke up a little more. “You making time for the boys and not me, I’m a little jealous.”
We hadn’t had a decent date night in at least a month but between her blog following growing at a vigorous rate, me having to prepare everything needed to film this web series, and Amaia… we had pushed our us time to the wayside. Even our little family dates had suffered, but I planned to get us back on track.
“Just a little?” I joked, and she sunk her teeth into my skin, making me jump.
“See what happens when you talk shit.”
I spun around swiftly, threw her over my shoulders and had her squealing when I tossed her on the bed. A mistake on my part because I got a glimmer of the pink lips between her legs and shit wouldn’t be right if I didn’t get a quick taste.
“Way,” she sputtered as my hands seized hold of her thighs and yanked her to the edge of the bed. “What you doing?”
The seductive smirk on her face led me to believe she knew what I was about to do and could barely contain her excitement. Not giving her the satisfaction of answering her question with words, I dived head first between her legs with my tongue.
“Fuck,” she moaned and arched her back before her legs settled around my face, smothering me the way I loved her to. “Oh God, yes,” she whimpered, already on the verge of her first orgasm.
“Mmhmm,” I grumbled through sapping up her juices, appreciating the way her sauce danced on my tongue and coated my throat.
“Tell me how many orgasms you want.”
“Tell me how many orgasms you want.”
“As many as you can give me,” she said through a purr.
“No,” I ordered, licking from the top of her clit and through her vaginal lips. “I need a number.”
My tongue glided in and out of her and I nudged her legs back further to get deeper access.
“Shit,” she cried. “At least fucking three.”
And I gave her four, yet she still wasn’t satisfied.
“Shit, you definitely better be ready to wake the fuck up when I get back.” I planted a kiss on her neck then lips before pulling a way.
“Why wait?” She reached for the band of my boxer briefs.
“Leave me alone, lil freak.” I slapped her hands away. “I gave you the orgasms you asked for.”
“Well, I ain’t think you was gon’ really stop at three.” She pouted. “All you gotta do is stick in the tip.”
The boisterous laugh that escaped my throat had her laughing too. “Yo, why are you like this?”
“Because I love you,” she said still pouting the cutest pout I’d ever seen, and I almost gave into her and put her ass to sleep, but my phone vibrated and a text came in from Siah asking if I was on my way. Welp.
“And don’t front, I gave your ass four with a possible five of them toe curling baby fuck me right now Os.”
“The first and the last ones don’t count.” Addie reached for my dick.
I pushed her hand away because I was two seconds from giving into her request. This girl knew how to get her way. “Leave me alone. No means no.” She kissed her teeth and pushed me away from the bed before turning over on her stomach, still pouting. I snickered and glanced away from her naked ass, still trying to persuade me. But a nigga had will power. “Your ass has become too spoiled. My penis belongs to me.”
Her frown deepened. “By way of me.”
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