The realness he was spilling and the intensity of his steel-gray eyes caused me to cream on myself. It felt like he was putting me in this trance, especially when his voice deepened. “Now, if an experience is what you want, all you have to do is ask. Is it?”
Without waiting for a response, he took a step toward me. We were now face-to-face. My breasts were pressed against his chest, and the feel of him made my nipples harden. He hadn’t answered my earlier questions about his wife, but I was too horny to care.
“I repeat,” he said. “Do you want to experience this?”
Right then, I felt his muscle swell against me. Nothing but pure sex dripped with every word that came from his mouth. The fire in his eyes was making me weak in the knees. What I should have said was, “Answer my questions and I’ll answer yours.” Instead, I responded, “Yes.”
With that one word, his lips met with mine. His tongue invaded my mouth, causing me to moan in pleasure. We were going at it hot and heavy. That’s when I felt his hand ease over my ass and lightly squeeze it. He then reached around to the front of my dress. I felt him spread my shaven pussy lips with his fingers. His eyes grew wide. “Mmm, no panties.”
Using his pointer and middle fingers, he rubbed my swollen clit in slow circles. The pleasure radiating through my body made me break the kiss and moan loudly. His fingers moved slowly, but the orgasm in me was building fast. While putting more pressure on my clit, he leaned close to my ear and groaned, “You see why all that other shit we talked about doesn’t matter? This wet pussy is telling me exactly what you want. But if you want to speak for yourself, please do.”
I definitely couldn’t deny how well it was speaking to him, even if I tried to. But for the moment, I remained silent. He sped up the circles, pushing me closer to the edge of orgasmic insanity.
“Tell me!” he shouted. “Tell Jay Baby what you really want.”
His words sent me overboard and into the most intense climax I’d ever had. “Mmm, yeeees!” I moaned loudly. Feeling my knees buckle, I held on to his shoulders. He pulled his hand from under my dress and licked his fingers. “Sweet. Just as I expected it to be.”
That shit was so sexy—I wished I were my fingers. “Now, was that all you wanted?”
By looking at me, he knew damn well that was not all I wanted. But instead of telling him, I grabbed his hand so we could go back inside. I escorted him over to the couch that was in front of the balcony in the bedroom. The couch was directly in front of another huge window that viewed the ocean. As Jaylin started to sit down, I stopped him. I reached up to unbutton his shirt, and the look of his chiseled chest sent me over the edge. Damn. Damn. Damn. This man was so fine. The muscles in his chest, abs, and arms rippled. His body looked so edible; I couldn’t wait to taste him.
Lightly, I kissed his chest and licked his nipples. He groaned in pleasure and it made me want to please him more. Working my way down, I planted delicate kisses against his abs, while simultaneously unzipping his pants.
When his pants fell to the ground, my breath got hitched in my throat. I don’t know how those slacks contained that damn monster. It was long with the perfect amount of thickness. Had to be the most beautiful penis I’d ever laid my eyes on. Who knew a dick could be so pretty? My mouth started to salivate at the thought of tasting him. With my eyes, I motioned for him to sit down. I squatted in front of his dick that now stood leveled at my face. Starting from the base, I took a long, slow lick up his shaft as if it were a melting popsicle. “Mmm.” I moaned. He tasted so good. Using my tongue, I flicked around the tip of his dick, tasting the pre-cum that had beaded on top of it. He groaned deeply. I gripped the base of his dick and slid my wet mouth down as far as it could go. Then I slowly pulled back up. Continuously, my mouth bobbed lower and lower. Relaxing my throat, I attempted to train it to take all of him. Needless to say, I failed, but was willing to try again and again. The next time around, our eyes connected. His watching me sent me into overdrive. I was determined to please him to the fullest extent I could. And according to his groans, I was doing a damn good job.
Finally, I was able to suck him deep down my throat, without choking. Then, it was really on. The more I bobbed up and down his dick, the throatier his groans got. The feeling of his dick throbbing in my throat let me know he would be cumming for me soon. I was ready to taste every drop. Before I could prepare to take him over the edge, he gripped the sides of my face and pulled my head up.
“Not yet, baby. In a minute,” he said.
Damn, talk about control. I was eager to receive his juices, but instead of giving them to me, he lowered the straps to my dress. As my straps fell, he softly kissed my shoulder. He eased my dress past my breasts and took one into his mouth. I gasped and closed my eyes. His tongue repeatedly flicked at my hard nipple. He lightly bit down on it, making my pussy cream more. His touch . . . the way he massaged my breasts together and gave the other one equal attention, it drove me crazy. I squirmed around—so much that he had to hold me up in his arms.
Seconds later, my dress hit the floor and revealed my nakedness. With every part of me now uncovered, he licked his way down. He then stepped back to look at me. I could tell he was pleased by the way he wet his lips. The hunger in his eyes made me want to devour him. Slowly, he stepped back in front of me and picked me up by my waist with ease. He sat me atop the couch with my back pressed against the window and my legs spread wide. Before I knew it, he was devouring me with his mouth. His tongue licked in between my pussy lips slow, teasing my clit. When he pulled on my clit with his soft wet lips, I moaned so loud that everyone in the hotel had to hear me. His pussy-sucking skills were something serious. He had taken my body to so many different levels of pleasure that I couldn’t control myself.
“Jaaa . . . Jaylin,” I moaned then released a deep breath.
He didn’t respond, so I raked my fingers through his soft curls while he continued to lick and suck me into a sexual high. Soon, my toes curled and my hands gripped the couch. My eyes rolled back as I was cumming hard. His licks became longer and faster, draining me of every drop. I squeezed my fists, and then . . . then I squirted his mouth with my sweet juices.
Jaylin stood and licked his lips. Coming down for my orgasmic high, I said, “That wasn’t fair.”
He chuckled at my words then shrugged. “Maybe not fair, but damn sure tasteful.”
He moved to the side of the couch and opened another set of glass doors that led to the bed. “Come,” he said, gesturing with his hand for me to follow him.
I stepped off the couch and responded with a seductive smile. We moved near the bed and he hit a button on the setup iPod radio. Maxwell’s “Sumthin’ Sumthin’ Mellosmoothe” flowed through the speakers. It was definitely fitting for what was about to go down.
Jaylin opened a drawer and dropped a few condoms on top of the nightstand. Thank goodness for that, because as fine as he was, I was not going out like that. No way. If he didn’t have them, I sure did.
As we indulged in an intense kiss, he laid me back on the bed. He then covered his rock-solid dick with a condom, while I reached out to feel his muscle-packed chest. He positioned the head of his dick right at my clit, making me wetter and wetter. The teasing tactics drove me insane. I opened my legs wider and he pushed all nine-plus inches inside of me. My walls stretched, my breathing halted and I could barely move. The size of his dick, as well as his thickness, made me feel like a virgin again.
“Relax, baby. I got you.” He looked into my eyes to assure me.
I slowly exhaled, and as he stroked me at a gentle pace, my pussy started to get accustomed to his big dick. The pain subsided and the pleasure came full force. I was on cloud nine as I lifted my head to share my thoughts. “Mmm, Jaylin. You feel good.”
He responded by speeding up the pace and delivering deeper strokes. I wrapped my legs around his back and threw my arms around his shoulders. I had to hold on for dear life. Jaylin was stroking my insides so damn well that I couldn’t
do anything but repeatedly moan his name and scratch his back.
He finally replied and whispered in my ear. “I hear you, baby. Loud and clear. But I need more. Tell me more.”
My eyes fluttered then shot open when he dipped in even further. “Oh my GOD! Jaaaylin! What more do you want?”
I couldn’t take it. The strokes, his voice, his dick, his touch . . . everything sent me toppling into the most intense, gut-bursting orgasm ever. Trying to avoid scratching him up, I gripped the covers. What I was feeling was euphoric. My mind had been blown to pieces. My eyes fluttered again then closed. A slow tear seeped from the corner of my eye, while his tongue flicked at my nipple. This was simply amazing.
“You all right?” he asked as I cracked my eyes open to look at him. He got me . . . got me real good.
“I’m fine. But now, it’s my turn. I got something for you, sir.” His sexing was intimidating, but I wanted to match him.
“Show me what you got,” he teased.
He pulled out of me, and a flow of my juices followed. I stood and walked over to his iPod on the desk. Grabbing it, I placed my phone onto the radio. I scrolled through to find my own created playlist.
“Looking for something?” he asked while lying back with his hands placed behind his head.
“Found it.”
I pressed the button to start the playlist. Jamie Foxx’s “Freakin’ Me” started to play softly. Jaylin appeared very pleased by the selection. I sauntered over to him, and with his dick still at full attention, I placed a new condom over it. I stood on the bed, and then removed my heels that I’d had on the entire time. I stood with one foot on each side of him and started to move to the music. With lust locked in his eyes, he watched me perform to the sound of Marsha Ambrosius voice. My shaved pussy that displayed a tiny gap was right at his face. When I turned, my perfect ass invited him to spread it open and lick between it. This time, I had him in a trance. I saw his dick flex, telling me he was ready for me to fuck him. I inched my way down and squatted over his muscle. Positioning myself over the head, I slid down while looking him directly in his eyes. We both inhaled deeply at the same time. I was so wet that my juices could be heard throughout the room.
“Damn, baby,” he said in a whisper. “You’re showing out for me.”
Damn right I was. Like before, he filled me to absolute capacity. I wasn’t going to let up, and I fucked him to the beat of the music, nice and slow. This was my chance to take control and make him feel as good as he made me moments ago. The pleasure displayed on his face was stimulating my body more. Something about watching him unravel under me turned me on. His groans and my moans filled the room as I slow fucked him. My orgasm was building, but I couldn’t let up until he was finished. Thankfully, I felt his dick pulsating inside of me and I knew I would soon get what I wanted.
“Come for me, Jay Baby. Pleeeeease,” I groaned while his hands gripped my ass and massaged it.
“Keep that pussy moving like this and I damn sure will come.”
His words encouraged me. Steadying my breath, I sped up and continued to work him. I was poppin’ my pussy as if my name really was Diamond from The Players Club. And after a lengthy, satisfying ride, we both came together. I collapsed on top of him then rolled over to his side. Jaylin kissed my forehead, and then he got up to dispose of the two condoms we had just used. I looked at his sexy body in amazement, before closing my eyes and smiling.
“What are you smiling for?” he asked. I opened my eyes to see Jaylin looking over at me, smiling too. “I guess you’re over there patting yourself on the back, huh?” He spoke with humor in his voice. I shrugged again. “Okay. You deserve that one. You showed me something with that good pussy of yours, but just so you know, the night isn’t over yet. Far from it.”
I sensed a little challenge in his voice. Even more so, the look in his eyes showed me how serious he was. He was about to put a hurting on my body. I had two choices: I could either wave the white flag now or we could fuck it out all night. Looking him square in his eyes, I welcomed his challenge and spilled the words, “Show me what you got.” Needless to say, he did just that. On the balcony, in the Jacuzzi, in the shower . . . he made sure to show me on every surface that he could possibly find in his suite, exactly what he was working with.
The next morning, I woke up in Jaylin’s bed. The feeling that ripped through me when I sat up had Jaylin Rogers all over it. Sore was not the word for it. I heard a faint buzz, realizing that it was my phone. I jumped up to grab it from beside the iPod radio. I answered to Marisha yelling in my ear. “Dhi’Mon, where are you! I’ve been calling you for over an hour!”
“I just woke up. What’s wrong? You okay?” Concern was clearly in my voice.
“I’m good, but I hope you have the extra money to pay for this room. Have you seen what time it is?” I looked down at my phone to see that it was 1:43 PM.
“Shit! I’m coming!” I hung up the phone and started grabbing my clothes.
Jaylin sauntered in the bedroom with Nike basketball shorts on and the new Nike Air Max shoes on his feet. I figured he’d just come back from the fitness center. He looked at the expression on my face and asked if everything was okay.
“Yes, I mean, no. Ugh. Marisha just called and told me we’re late for check out. I have to go now.”
“Well, give me a second. I’ll throw on a shirt and some pants and get a car to take you to your hotel.”
I watched as he got naked again and quickly changed. Watching him come out of those clothes made me want to say, “Fuck it. We’re already late, so do you mind if we fuck again?” But I couldn’t do Marisha like that. Instead, I just put on my heels and tried my best not to jump his bones. He grabbed his wallet and we headed out the door.
Jaylin offered to get a car to take me to my hotel, but I told him that wasn’t necessary because we were so close. We headed toward my hotel on foot, since it was only five minutes away and it wasn’t as hot outside. I knew Marisha had to be at the hotel pissed off, especially when I made an emphasis on her being back before check out.
“I can’t believe I slept so hard and didn’t even hear my phone,” I said underneath my breath. I looked over at Jaylin. Obviously, he’d heard me and was trying to stop himself from laughing. “What’s so funny?
“All I can say, baby, is that you deserved that sleep. Even though you couldn’t shut me down last night, you put up one hell of a fight.” He patted my ass, and then pinched it. “Good try, though.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at his comment. As much as I hated to admit it, he was right. No matter what I threw at him, Jaylin fired back and worked me twice as hard. I now understood why so many women were hooked. He was the full package.
As we got closer to the hotel, I decided to follow up on our previous conversation and ask him why he couldn’t keep his promise to his wife. He raked his fingers through his hair and softly touched his goatee. I thought he was about to dodge my question again, but instead he answered.
“To be honest, I wasn’t trying to avoid the question last night. I thought that after our little sexual escapade, you would have your answer. It’s simple, and it goes a little something like this. As long as beautiful women like you continue to throw good pussy at me, there is a possibility that I’m going to reach out and catch it. I put forth every effort to do right by Nokea, but at the time, my desires for another woman prevented me from being the husband she needed me to be. I refuse to put on a front and pretend to be someone that I’m not, so it’s best that I stay uncommitted to anyone. She’s good with that, and facing the truth has never hurt anyone. Because we were willing to do so, our relationship has been better than it has ever been before. That’s what happens when you truly get to know and understand the one you’re with, or the one you claim to love.”
I couldn’t argue with that. I nodded and agreed. “That is a 100% fair answer. Thank you for sharing that.”
We finally got to my hotel, but before I could walk in, Jaylin stopp
ed me. “Now, Miss Dhi’Mon, I have a question for you.”
“What do you possibly have to ask me?” I asked with my brows raised.
He inched closer to me with seduction on display. “Was that all you wanted? Did I deliver on my promise to you?”
He was so lucky that we were on this sidewalk. I felt his dick press into me. Raising my hand to his chest, I pushed him back some. “Don’t make me give these people out here a show. You know what you’re doing.”
We both saw two women standing close by, watching our entire interaction. We started laughing when they walked off whispering to each other.
“To answer your question, yes, you did deliver on your promise. That was all I wanted and then some.”
That was an understatement. I’d gotten an overflow of what I had been fantasizing about for years, but I wasn’t going to give him the complete satisfaction of knowing all of that. Without saying another word, we walked inside of the hotel together. Marisha was sitting in one of the lobby chairs, clearly irritated. Her irritation heightened when she saw me walk in with Jaylin.
She threw her hands up in the air and sighed. “Okay, that explains it. You were with AA over here.”
Jaylin laughed, but she scowled at him.
“Girl, I’m so sorry,” I said. “I’ll pay the extra charge they give us. I’m sure we can work something out.” I tried to calm her down. Jaylin asked us to excuse him because he needed to step away to make a call. Once he was out of earshot, I turned to Marisha, “What the hell is AA?”
She used her fingers to emphasize her words. “AA. ARROGANT. ASS.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her. That’s when I felt a hand on my lower back. I quickly turned to see Jaylin.
“Listen, I have to head back to my hotel room. There are a few things that I need to get done before I check out of here.”
Disappointed, but content with the fact I had spent hours with him, I hugged him tight and pecked him on the lips. Before he walked off, we exchanged numbers. He then told me to have a safe flight. I assured him that I would text him when I got off the plane. One last kiss on my lips and he was gone.
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