Saint And Sinners: The King Angel Child of New York

by Tiana Laveen

  His lips remained parted as he embraced her a bit tighter, his hands around her waist. He regarded her dreamily, as if his eyes, all by their lonesome, could communicate his love. He kissed and sucked her breasts as she ushered her pussy up and down. When she approached, he was waiting to catch her nipple for that brief moment, to take it in and bring her delightful sensations as he lightly nibbled on her erect flesh. She leaned down further, giving him sweet kisses along his hard, chiseled chin. And he never stopped kneading her ass like bread.

  “Ahhhh!” She felt the orgasm approaching, and she wasn’t sure she could hold out much longer. Climbing, climbing, climbing—the sounds of their sex, his grunts and movements, the determined kisses and the way his body churned and rotated, each of his thrusts, beautiful and carefully designed specifically for her sexual pleasure. As she increased her stride, he looked into her eyes and moved his hands up to her waist to keep her steady, lest she slide off during a state of ecstasy.

  “You love this dick, don’t you?” His voice, rasp, throaty and deep, vibrated through her like a bass guitar.

  “Yes…”

  “Tell me how much you love ridin’ this damn dick…” He pumped harder, reached down and took hold of her clit. Inside, she cried. She knew she was a goner. There was no way she’d be able to last with him slicking his damn thumb across her zone and pumping in and out of her the way he was, his ass now lifting off the bed even higher and faster, carting her away with him.

  “I…I love it. It feels so good inside of me.”

  “…And I love being inside of you.” He blew her a kiss, as if to say goodbye, or possibly goodnight, she wasn’t sure. Either way, he had more plans for her and they consisted of him crisscrossing his strong arms around her back and suddenly bringing her down hard upon him while he thrust with all of his fucking might inside of her.

  “Ohhhhh God!” she screamed as he kept her to him, taking over the entire performance. His balls slapped noisily against her pussy lips, her wetness streamed and she could only whimper and clamp her eyes shut, as if afraid to see some ghost in the room.

  “Uhhhh! Uhhhh!” His thrusts got torrentially deep, his lips close to her ear as he took complete control. “Ahhhh!”

  “Ohhhh! Ouuuuuuu! Ouuuuuu!” she pleaded with no words, but her body begged the man to take her out of her misery. She opened her eyes, daring to catch the passion she was certain he was throwing her way. Gripping her ass tightly, he sucked on her tits a bit harder, as if knowing that soon, she’d be putty in his hands. She ran her fingers ruggedly through his hair, messing his perfectly coiffed style up, but he didn’t seem to mind as he kept his eyes on her, not even daring to blink. He reached around her neck and gripped it.

  “You’re making me feel so fucking good, Xenia!” He groaned, the look of appreciation clear within his eyes.

  “You like it, baby?” she panted, barely having the energy to ask as she leaned back from him, placed her hands on his chest and rode him hard as hell.

  “Uhhhh! I love it… When I tell you I need to fuck you, you give it to me…you know I really need it, I want it…and it turns me on that you want it, too. You have no idea how happy that makes me, baby.” He smiled, though his tone dripped with sincerity and seriousness. Truth was, she could barely keep up with the man but with loving this good, she was going to damn sure try.

  “Uhhhh!” He shoved his fat cock all the way inside, causing her to jaw drop and rise from his popping, rotating hips. Everything stood on beat, as if he was listening to an imaginary rhythm. Saint happened to be a black belt master of fucking, and there was no one that could take that crown away from him.

  “Ahhhh, shit!” She gnashed her teeth.

  He gripped her, slammed her back down on the damn thing, making her ride that fucker like a pole dancer.

  “Nuh uh! Where the fuck do you think you’re going, huh?! Don’t run from it…come on!” He slapped her ass, making it sting as he looked angrily up at her, like she’d betrayed him in some way. “Don’t you ever run away from this hard ass dick I’m shoving in and out of your wet ass pussy… Stay where the fuck I put you! Uhhhh!” He did it again, thrusting even harder within her, making her buck and then, the orgasm she was trying to stall would no longer take ‘No’ for an answer.

  “Oh God, oh God!” She started to shake, her entire body convulsing as the man kept right on thrusting upward within her, his pelvis brushing expertly against her swollen clit. “Oh…Ahhh, Saint!” Holding her by the waist, he kept her steady as he watched her face intently—like he loved to do. Saint was deeply into that…and he often told her so. And at that moment, she fell the fuck apart; her orgasm beat against her pelvis and pussy lips, made her toes curl and her muscles tighten.

  “Ahhhhh!”

  “I love watching you cum… It’s what I live for,” he mouthed, reading her thoughts. All she could do was offer a lazy smile as the wonderful, beautiful feeling began to subside.

  “Aaaaahhhh…”

  *

  This is the shit I love about this woman…

  Saint turned Xenia on her side, now that he was certain she’d had several orgasms, ensuring his satisfaction. As if unable to take anymore, she reached back and lightly pushed on his hand when he anchored his cock towards her pussy. He kissed her shoulder, then rubbed the big head of his dick against her pink and tan folds, slick with her feminine nectar. Hitching his face against hers, he pushed the tip into her slit, making her whimper loudly and grip the pillow beneath her.

  “Mmmmm hmmmm,” he moaned. “Yeeees!”

  Staying deep within her, he laid her down on her back and kissed and sucked her breasts, feeling her moisten further as he pushed his length deep within her.

  “Ahhhh!” Her eyes rolled as if she were going to pass out. This only spurred him on. He increased his speed, moved to kiss and suck her neck while he massaged her tits.

  “Shit…” He wasn’t sure how much longer he could last. Her expressions, her feminine whimpers, her big bouncing titties and the way she gripped the comforter was destroying his resolve. It had been a couple of days since their last encounter, and he was making up for the lost time. His cock was so happy to be back inside of her, he had to coax it into having a little patience. He fucked her harder and harder, with their mutual moans intertwining and overlapping one another. Then the woman had the nerve to rotate her hips while he raised her ever so slightly, so he could go in at an angle. He hit her G-Spot and she made him want to fucking scream.

  “Do you know what you’re doing to me?!” he yelled, pounding that pussy like he was crazy.” Abruptly pulling out of her, he pushed her legs farther open and lay on top of her as he pushed his dick back inside. She clutched at his hair with both hands.

  “Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh!” Her mouth hung open and she shook her head vigorously, as if telling him ‘No’, but was unable to say any fucking thing as he rode her rigid.

  “You want it harder, huh? Huh?!” He deeply thrust. The woman gulped, looking so fucking helpless. She was about to cum again, and he was overjoyed to see such an event.

  “Mmmmm!” He shoved inside of her, then rotated his hips just so, causing her clit to swell and glisten as he looked between her legs.

  “Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!” She screamed when he gripped her knee, keeping her leg in the air as he shoved himself in and out of her.

  “Uhhhh! Uhhhh! I love the way your tits bounce each time I push into you! Uhhhh! So sexy!” He gripped one, stopping it from doing just that, taking pleasure in feeling the hard nipple against his fingers.

  Then, the woman took her other breast, lifted the nipple to her mouth, and and sucked on it.

  “Oh…shit!” was all he could utter at the sight. He bit into his bottom lip while he grew weak with lust. She flicked her tongue over the thing, then devoured her nipple, sucked it, and released it, her saliva leaving it wet before she repeated the same treatment on the other after he’d released it. “Give it to me!” he blurted as he took the one of her breasts
and popped the nipple into his own mouth, savoring it just as she had moments prior. He sucked a bit harder, making the woman coo and grind against his gyrating groin. Popping the nipple out of his mouth, he cupped her breast and drew it closer to her mouth in an offering. She took the lead once again, sucking that tit while the other jiggled freely.

  “You are trying to really fuck with my head right now!” He grinned, his cock ready to explode within her. “Uhhh Uhhh Uhhh!!!”

  “Aaaaah!” He felt her streaming down his shaft—the pussy floodgates had opened.

  “Who’s going to clean this up, Xenia? Huh?! Who’s going to clean up this mess you left on my dick?!” He grinned down at her, panting and losing his fucking mind as he traced his tongue real slow over his bottom lip. He hastened his pace, pounding even harder within her. Then, he leaned forward, gripped her chin and kissed her hard and heavy as the woman whimpered during her orgasmic reverberations.

  “I’ll clean it up…” she managed to finally speak, and even offer him a sexy wink, making him feel like a mothafucka lost in some fantastic dream. She scooted back, forcing his dick to slide out and before he could protest, the woman was on her damn stomach, her ass in the air and her hands wrapped around his cock as she took that motherfucker to the head.

  “Ohhhhhhhhhh God!” he screamed as he leaned back on his knees, staring up at the ceiling. “Xeeenia! Fuck! Fuck!” The woman kept right on, sucking her juice off his cock like a hired penis maid. When she began to slow, he tossed her on her back, causing her to delight in a giggle. Dropping down, he ran his tongue up and down her pussy, made her shiver and grip his shoulders. He flung her arms off of him, climbed back up her beautiful body and shoved his cock back inside, this time leaving no room between them.

  “Uhhhh! Uhhhh!”

  “I love fucking you, baby, I love feeling that big dick inside of me… Mmmm, I missed you!” Xenia writhed about. “We’ve been so busy…but I missed my man’s big cock deep in my pussy and his lips on my twat.”

  Your twat, huh?

  He raised an eyebrow, a sly smirk creasing his face. Saint had never heard Xenia use that word before. He wasn’t sure what was going on, yet, he had no complaints about the way the woman made love to him. He was always well taken care of, but the whole breast sucking, licking her own cum off his cock and using these nasty words was making him want to divorce her, just so he could remarry her ass all over a fucking ’gin for yet the third time.

  “You make me feel shit I didn’t think was even possible, Xenia… My body is programmed for you… I don’t know what’s gotten into you tonight besides my dick, but I fucking love it.”

  She caressed his face as he continued to thrust within her. He tried to slow down a bit, wanted to tell her a thing or two, let the woman know where his mind was. So he gathered closer to her ear, his thrusts now much slower, almost delicate.

  “Sometimes when I see you walk across the room, even fully clothed, I feel like I’m going to cum all over my damn self. The way your hips sway, and you aren’t even fucking trying. When I see you nude, I feel so out of control. Even when we’ve had a disagreement, gotten into it a bit, I still want to fuck you… I always want to fuck you, because you’re so goddamn sexy, beautiful, and the best thing in my whole damn world! I love your pussy more than I love nice cars.” He grinned, causing her to laugh. “Pussy wetter than a bucket of water…goddamn! Uhhhh!” Again he maintained a rapid pace—this time there was no way out of his orgasm. Completely overwhelmed by the fact their sex life got better and better, even when he didn’t see room for much improvement, he welcomed the onslaught of sensations.

  “Mmmmm!” She gripped his wrists as he rose onto his hands, propelling his dick like a swinging missile between her soft, feminine thighs. “I love how you feel… I love when you eat me, and fuck me…”

  What in the hell is she tryna do to me tonight?! He couldn’t believe this shit. She was even more vocal than usual and if he wasn’t so horny, he’d swear the little fiend was up to something. He should stop and call her on it. But the shit felt just too good… He couldn’t halt, he’d ask later…

  “You’re my favorite candy! I could eat you all day, but right now… Uhhhh! Uhhhh!” He grabbed a fistful of her thick curls.

  “Ahhhhhhh!” She clawed at his chest as she bucked beneath him.

  “…Right now, I’m going to finish this session, so we can start all over again!”

  And with that, he gripped her damn neck as he sank his cock within her, making her embrace all the thick inches he had to offer.

  “Oohhh God!” she yelled, her back arched as his load shot inside of her over and over again.

  “Uhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuuck!” He grew suddenly dizzy as he blasted his flowing gratefulness within her tight, wet walls. “Uhhhhh! Uhhhh…”

  Jerking a bit, he gained control of himself and, drawing close to her face, he delivered a gentle kiss across her collarbone. “Mmmm…” he moaned as he made his way back to her nipples, his dick still twitching inside of her. After a few moments, he grinded gently against her pubic bone and brushed her hair away from her eyes as they lovingly kissed one another, wrapped in a lovely, wet rapture. The woman made his damn heart stop.

  “Alright, you were entirely too good tonight, woman…too damn good. What do you want, huh?” He smirked as he looked down at her, pressed his head into the pillow and slumped back a bit, relaxed. He eyed her affectionately. “Another new car? A trip somewhere exotic, what?” he half teased, causing her to playfully hit him across the shoulder.

  “I don’t want anything, baby,” she said seriously, though her lip curved upward in a rascally way. “I’m happy that you enjoyed my performance tonight though.” She snickered as she gathered the sheets closer to her body, covering up her breasts—much to his disappointment. “I have some great news, too.” She sighed, looking dreamily up at that the ceiling for a moment.

  “I have some great news, too.” His eyes narrowed.

  “Oh, really? You go first.” She resituated herself and waited patiently.

  “I have another hard on… I’m ready to fuck again. Isn’t that the greatest news you’ve ever heard, baby?”

  Xenia balled her face and fist up tight, landing a wallop across his shoulder blade.

  “Damn it!” He burst out laughing, rubbing the sore area. “What? I can’t play with you? I’m joking.” He grinned, but she paid him no mind. “I am hard though…” He drew serious, as if the words coming out of his mouth merited top priority. “No sense in wasting it with senseless talking…”

  Xenia raised her hand, again prepared to land it across his flesh.

  “Okay!” He threw up his hands to block any pending punches. “I give…damn, beating me up ’nd shit. Go ahead, honey.” He grinned wide while he lingered in the moment, waiting for her words.

  “I was going to tell you earlier but you knocked me down on the bed before I could.” She burst out laughing. “This is my third time trying to tell you, actually.”

  “Really? Well, that’s a damn shame, baby, but they say three time’s a charm,” he rasped as he looked her sexy ass up and down. “Speaking of threes, you want me to fuck you two more times tonight? Make it triplets? Sure baby, no problem.” He flaunted a prize-winning smile, hoping she’d oblige. His dick was throbbing beneath the sheets, making them rise between his damn legs. He hated to be so rude, but hell, he wanted to make love again. NOW. Instead, he received another hit across the shoulder, this one much harder.

  “Ouuuch!” He pretended to be in pain as he rubbed his imaginary wound, a twinkle no doubt in his eye.

  “No…actually, I spoke to a colleague of mine, and it looks like he would like a co-host for his radio show.” She crossed her arms proudly, flattening her breasts beneath the sheets. “He is in Brooklyn. Now, I know we don’t know where we will be or anything like that, but—”

  “…Don’t do that to the girls.”

  “What?” She looked at him in confusion.

  “They ca
n’t breathe when you squeeze them down like that… that’s not right. They need air. Get off of ’em, and let me play with one.” He tugged at the sheet, causing a small wrestling match to ensue as the woman cursed his name and pushed him away with both palms. Falling to his side, he cracked the hell up and sighed with the realization that he wasn’t going to get any ass for at least a few minutes.

  “Saint, have you been listening to anything I said?!” she asked angrily, her left breast partially exposed after the melee.

  He stared at the damn thing, unable to take his eyes off of it. Suddenly aware of his gaze, she looked down, then back at him, her face now wearing a ferocious frown as she covered herself back up once again.

  He huffed in disbelief. “Of course I heard you! I heard everything you said, baby.”

  “What did I say?” she demanded, lifting her chin high and clicking her head to the side in the ‘sista girl’ fashion he was accustomed to seeing from her when she’d had just about enough of him.

  “There’s a radio show in Brooklyn and you’ve been invited to be the co-host. See?” He grinned mischievously. “I’ve been listening.”

  The woman rolled her eyes at him. “Well, like I was saying, even if I’m not on his show, he has other connections. So, I think that’s one concern we can scratch off our list.”

  “Oh baby, that’s beautiful…just beautiful.” He kissed her nose. “Now, do me a favor?”

  “What?”

  “Turn around on your stomach. I want to hit it from the back.”

  “Saint! You are getting worse about this as the years pass instead of better! I thought you were supposed to have been out of your sexual peak by now.” She sat up, fighting a grin, but seemingly still quite irritated with his lack of a detailed response. He chuckled.

  “I’m just kidding, baby, well, kinda. I mean, I knew you’d find something, you’re Xenia Aknaten after all, and yes, I’m really happy for you.” He paused, thinking better of it. Suddenly his jealousy bone twitched. “Who is this cat, though? Is this someone that used to be interested in you? ’Cause if so, I’m not trying to go through anything like that again.”