All versions of her.
Just like me, she was out of her club clothes, exchanging it for an oversized t-shirt I knew couldn’t have belonged to David since that nigga was practically a twig. But she looked… adorable. Too damn adorable. And since her request seemed legitimate, I pulled the cover back and told her, “Come here.”
The two-word invitation had her skipping towards the bed and climbing in as if she had been here a thousand times. And even though having a woman in my bed with no intentions of fuckin’ was completely out of the ordinary for me, something about the way she cuddled up against me had me feeling like I had been missing out on something all this time.
“Comfy?” I asked, the moonlight coming through the windows allowing me to catch the satisfied grin on her face as she grabbed my arm to drape it around her waist and hummed, “Mmhmm…”
For a moment, I thought she was only making herself even more comfortable as she scraped her ass against my dick repeatedly. But after a few minutes straight, I realized her subtle actions were very much intentional, forcing me to threaten, “Stop before I kick you out, Nova.”
She released a grunt, flopping onto her back in a pout and staring at the ceiling before turning towards to me to ask, “What is it that dudes say about sex when the girl isn’t completely on-board yet? Just the tip? Is there a girl equivalent to that? Like, maybe… just the clit?”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her logic, adjusting the pillow under my head as I told her, “Nova, take your silly ass to sleep.”
Of course she only whined, “But I can’t sleep. Why do you think I came in here?”
“To have me suffer with you?”
“No. So you could… put me to sleep,” she insisted as she pushed me onto my back before quickly climbing on top to straddle my lap, the action causing the hem of her shirt to bunch around her waist.
While I should’ve been pushing her off of me, grabbing a pillow and blanket and heading to the couch, my hands went to her hips, gripping into her skin hard enough to make her moan when I asked, “I thought you just wanted some company?”
“Yeah. Of the penis sort,” she replied as she started grinding against me the same way she had done in the club. Except for this time, we weren’t at the club and there was only one layer of fabric between us.
“Nova, I’m not gonna fuck you,” I reminded her, though it seemed like I was the one who needed the reminder now that I was matching her grinds with friction of my own.
I suppose it was that minimal participation that encouraged her to ask again. “Just the clit? Please? I’ll take care of you too, I promise.”
“Take care of me?” I asked, getting my answer as I watched her make her way towards the foot of the bed, tugging at the waistband of my basketball shorts to free the erection she had created on her way down.
Just the feel of her smooth palm as she stroked me had me rock hard, an excited grin on her face as if she had won the grand prize at a carnival. And then she took me in her mouth, all of me in one easy swallow, my toes curling against the sheets as she generated more saliva than reasonable making her mouth even wetter, even hotter.
This wasn’t supposed to be happening. I wasn’t supposed to be doing this with her, going here with her. But I’ll be damned if all that shit flew out of the window the second my dick hit the back of her throat and she didn’t even bother to gag. In fact, she only giggled as if she was in a world of her own with my dick, pulling away and continuing to stroke me in her hand as she said, “See. Aren’t I worth the trouble?”
She didn’t even give me a chance to answer before she was already going back down for more, licking, and sucking, and deepthroating my dick to the point that I found myself meeting her mouth with thrusts of my own. And that seemed to turn her on even more, moaning as I slipped my hand into the back of her locs and gently guided her bobbing.
Not that she needed it.
Nova knew exactly what she was doing, knew exactly how to use her tongue and mouth and teeth in ways that damn near had my grown ass begging for mercy. But since I didn’t really want to give it to her on the chin the way she claimed to like it, I followed her other request instead, flipping her onto her back and pushing her panties to the side so I could dive face first into what I already knew tasted like heaven.
She gasped my name as I did my best to compete with her head game, flickering my tongue against her clit as she held onto my head for leverage. Her legs were already spread, but I spread them even wider, making my destination that much easier to attack as I sucked and nibbled places that obviously hadn’t been touched right in far too long considering the way every little swipe of my tongue had her screaming in satisfaction.
With that in mind, it only encouraged me to take the best care of her, palming her ass as I glided my tongue from front to back before slipping a finger inside that had her curling up from the bed.
“Relax, baby. I got you,” I told her, using my tongue to release some of her tension as my finger fell into an easy groove, the combination driving her wild until I added a second that had her knuckles turning red as she fisted the sheets.
I could only imagine how enthusiastic she would be about the real thing. But since that wasn’t an option no matter how tempting it was now that I had her wet and wide the hell open, I used my mouth and fingers to bring her home, her moans turning into our moans as I watched the air slowly leave her body when she came… hard. So hard that the shit lowkey had me nervous until the tremors finally settled, her screams almost instantly replaced by soft snores.
“This girl…” I whispered with a chuckle as I pulled the comforter over her body on my way out of the bed, snagging my basketball shorts and slipping them back on before making my way to Jaxson’s room since being in the same bed with Nova was a trouble I apparently had no control over.
Then again, now that ol’ boy was officially out of the picture and Nova had made her move, maybe things wouldn’t be so bad after all.
Nova
The bed was unfamiliar, my throat was dry and sore, and my jaws were on fire, all bad signs if the looming headache I had had anything to do with it. But the picture from the night before wasn’t quite clear enough for me to draw a definite conclusion yet.
“At least I still have my panties on,” I thought to myself until I shifted against the sheets and landed in a wet spot that contradicted their existence.
And that’s when it hit me.
This wasn’t just anyone’s bed, and it wasn’t wet for just any old reason. Guy and I had… we had... done it all without doing it all, touched, and licked, and exchanged bodily fluids without actual penetration. Well… without dick penetration, his thick fingers making me cum harder than David’s dick could ever do.
David.
This whole thing started with him. Him showing up in Miami, him showing up to the club like a creep, him trying to collect what he thought belonged to him when really he was only pushing me further into Guy’s arms; or on top of Guy’s dick. But even after everything had gone down at the club, I only managed to capture the next best thing with special thanks to a little liquid courage - eh, a lot of liquid courage.
Guy had been a complete gentleman about it all until I forced the issue and made myself clear; the exact thing he had been asking for all along. And now that I had cleared my palate of David, now that I could breathe again like Kaylin insisted, it only made me want more of what I had been depriving myself of.
More of him.
Since staying in his bed with no guarantee that he planned on returning wouldn’t get me what I wanted, I made my way to the living room and found him lounging on the couch watching TV in the same outfit from the night before; just basketball shorts. I stood back long enough to admire the thickness of his bare shoulders, the shoulders I had perched my feet on the night before to give his tongue even better angles.
Not that he needed my help.
Guy knew exactly what to do to set me on fire as if he was professionally traine
d. And maybe he was from experience, not that I cared either way. If experience was what it took to be the expert that he was then I was a supporter of the movement.
My steps must’ve been heavier than I thought as Guy turned just slightly against the couch to look at me over his shoulder, his smile full when he said, “Good morning, sleepyhead. You feelin’ alright?”
I gnawed at my lip as I plopped down next to him on the couch, trying to ignore the heat the closeness was already creating between my thighs as I answered, “I’m… great, actually. Thank you.”
He gave a short nod as we fell into a comfortable silence, the television providing the background noise necessary to prevent things from being completely awkward. But I knew I had no choice but to address the elephant in the room when I started, “So… about last night…”
Before I could continue, he cut me off. “No need to explain, sweetheart. I followed your lead, did what you asked, and we had some fun. It’s all good. I don’t judge.”
While I could appreciate his take, I also knew there was a little more to the story - a little more that I wanted. And even though I didn’t have alcohol to rely on for courage, I did have a newfound confidence and a recently renewed sexual appetite that allowed me to scoot a little closer and run my hand against his thigh.
“Are you judging me now?” I asked, moving my hand from his thigh to his dick that clearly didn’t rest much considering the tent it had already created in his shorts.
Guy wore an amused expression, letting out a low chuckle when he asked, “Nova, what are you doing?”
“I mean, you said you couldn’t have sex with me yesterday because you thought I was too inebriated. But it’s a new day, a new me, and…” I trailed as he cut me off with something much more direct.
“You wanna get fucked.”
Hearing the words out loud made me blush. And Guy took full advantage of that uneasiness, turning my way to demand, “Say it, Nova. Say, “I want you to fuck the shit out of me, Guy”. Say, “I want you to do that thing with your tongue again, but instead of fingers I want your dick that I tried to swallow whole”.”
“Oh my God…” I groaned as my hands flew to cover my mouth; the mouth he had apparently pulled my thoughts right out of since his quotes were damn near spot on.
Of course he didn’t let me remain only mid-level mortified, driving the meter through the roof when he pulled my hands away and insisted, “Nah, don’t get all embarrassed now, baby. Tell me exactly what you want.”
Suddenly, I couldn’t even look him in the eyes as I stammered, “I just… I guess I want to…”
The bass in his voice was thicker than usual when he barked, “No. No guessing, Nova. Tell me what you want.”
“You can do this, Nova. Just tell him what you want,” I coached in my head, releasing a heavy sigh before I finally admitted, “I want to... fuck you. Or get fucked. Or whichever way involves that in this, or this on that; over and over again.”
For a second, Guy was quiet as he just… looked at me, turning the seconds into minutes until a sly grin finally grew on his face. And I assumed it was a good sign when he tilted my chin and leaned in, stopping just short of my lips to ask, “Who knew someone so cute could have a mouth so filthy?”
But instead of bringing my chin closer to kiss me, he released it on his way up from the couch, him walking away crushing the expectations I had of him taking me right there in the living room.
“Where are you going?” I shouted over the back of the couch as he made his way towards the hall.
He didn’t even peek back when he answered, “To get dressed. So I can go pick up my son before he starts getting on everyone’s nerves.”
Wait…
If he’s going to pick up Jaxson then that means…
Just the thought had me hopping up from the couch, following his tracks down the hall towards his bedroom where he was already digging through his drawers for an outfit to wear. I felt confident in my pursuit until he looked up at me, my heart skipping a beat as I leaned against the doorframe for support. “So we’re really not going to… you know…”
“You sound so surprised, Nova. Not used to getting turned down?” he asked, taking a real stab at my ego since I had never really been bold enough to put myself in a position to be turned down.
I dug my feet in the carpet as I explained, “I just thought… assumed… since you made me request it so explicitly that…”
He brushed me off with one of his little chuckles. “That was just for shits and giggles. I’m not really tryna be your rebound dick, especially this immediately. You need some time to digest last night, recover from last night, and then maybe we can… how’d you put it? Put this in that, over and over again.”
Something about him taking me for a joke had me hot as I crossed the carpet, finding myself on the opposite side of the bed as I snapped, “Wow. You must really think your dick is all that if you believe I won’t just go out and find somebody else.”
“You won’t,” he replied shortly, arrogantly, correctly.
Since I had already made a fool of myself, I decided against making matters any worse as I stormed out of his room, his laughs following behind me as I made my way to my side of the condo. But once I was there, I only became even more frustrated since… I can’t believe he really played me like that.
I was tempted to go back to his room to really tell his ass off, but figured I was better off getting myself together first. And after brushing my teeth, washing my face, and a nice hot shower to soothe my limbs that were a little sore from all the “dancing” I had apparently done the night before, I wasn’t as mad as I still wanted to be since… he was kind of right. I couldn’t just pretend like things hadn’t gotten incredibly ugly with David at the club, couldn’t ignore the fact that the man I had given all my attention to for the past few years was no longer, and I couldn’t expect Guy to take me on with all that in mind.
Still, that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to act angry when he showed up in my doorway to ask, “You wanna ride over to Kay and Lamar’s with me?”
I kept my eyes on the TV instead of him, popping my lips as I pushed out, “Nope. Gonna go out and find me some better company since somebody is being stingy.”
He shook his head as he leaned against the doorframe, watching me for a few moments before making his way over to the bed. I was mad at myself for getting goosebumps when he plopped down near my feet, running a gentle thumb against my ankle when he insisted, “Nova, it’s for your own good. Seriously.”
Inside, I wanted to snatch my foot away in another pout. But outwardly, it felt way too good to make him stop, though that still didn’t keep me from firing back, “Well I never asked you to be good to me, Guy.”
My words caused a deranged look to bloom on his face; a look of anger, no… maybe lust?
Before I could decide, he was yanking me by the ankle to pull me flat on my back. And in no time at all, he was hovering over me with my wrists pinned over my head. “This is what you want, right? You want me to just… not give a fuck? Not care at all?” he growled, his face diving to take a full suck of my neck that made me groan.
“Oh God, yes,” I whimpered as he followed it up with an assortment of nibbles and kisses across my throat before giving the other side of my neck equal treatment.
“You sure have a way of getting what you want out of me, Miss. Nova. I don’t think I like that very much,” he groaned into my ear as his heavy hand latched onto my neck in a way that only heightened everything else he was already doing to me.
Even with limited air supply, I was able to challenge, “Well what are you gonna do about it?”
He smirked. “See. It’s that mouth. Talks that shit and now I know it can back it up too.”
“Lucky you.”
“Nah. Definitely lucky you,” he said with one of his signature low chuckles before dropping his lips to mine, his kiss - our first real kiss - so perfectly sweet while also being so perfectly aggressive with
his hand still covering my throat.
Guy was thick and heavy in build, but somehow kept himself feather light as he dragged his kisses from my lips to my breasts, pulling away just long enough to push my camisole up so that he could access my nipples. And once again, I got a dose of his equal opportunity love as he went back and forth, licking and sucking each nipple as if he couldn’t decide which one was his favorite.
“You taste so good, baby,” he hummed as he kissed down my abdomen that was still covered in light stretchmarks from my weight loss, something that David wouldn’t dare look at when the sun was up. Yet here was Guy, midday, taking full advantage of the roadmap they set for his real destination as he peeled away the cotton shorts I wore on his way down.
He tossed them to the side as he asked, “No panties huh? You must’ve known I was coming back.”
While that wasn’t necessarily my reason for airing things out, I couldn’t help but grin as I watched him climb from the bed to get rid of his own pants revealing, “No boxers huh? You must’ve known you were coming.”
“The only one who’s gonna be coming is you,” he teased as he picked up his pants and pulled a condom from his pocket, tossing it on the nightstand before stroking his dick even more to life; the sight making me gulp since I didn’t remember it being so… full.
No wonder my damn jaws were sore this morning.
“Turn over,” he demanded, the amusement in his expression back to all lusty business as I followed orders, unsure of what would be happening next. But no matter what, I was still giddy with anticipation since something was finally happening.
Well… something outside of that thing he did with his tongue.
But it didn’t take long for me to realize Guy had an arsenal of things he did with his tongue when he spread my cheeks apart and covered me with his mouth, hot and moist and, maybe, a little tickly. My natural reaction was to collapse onto the bed, but Guy wrapped an arm around my frame to keep me how he wanted while he continued the assault with his tongue, adding even more fuel to the flame when he used his free hand to rub circles against my clit. I buried my head in the pillows to muffle my groans, but somehow he managed to yank them all from under me as if he was desperate to hear exactly what he was doing to me.
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