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“What happened?”

“Jermajesty canceled. His flaky ass wants to go next week now.”

“Oh, wow. Your brother’s a trip.”

“Yeah. I heard Randy in the background, too, so I’m sure that’s what really changed his plans. They’ll be up to no good pretty soon.”

“You know, I always did like Randy.”

He chuckled, disappearing into the bathroom. A few moments later, he returned in his undershirt and boxer briefs. “You wanted me home, huh?”

“Hell yeah. C'mere.”

The way her tongue ran softly over her lips while her eyes took in every bit of him, he already knew what type of time she was on. It was confirmed when he saw the toy lying behind her.

“What you been in here doing?” He grinned slyly.

“Nothing.” She was grinning herself as she lied.

“Don’t look like nothing.”

“Whatever I did, I still need you.”

He was immediately taken by the pretend innocence in those big, brown eyes. “Yeah?”

She nodded. “Mhm.”

He came closer and picked the vibrator up, turning it on. He switched through every speed before stopping on the highest one. Internally, she was celebrating, as guaranteed satisfaction wasn't too far away. But then he switched it off, put it down in front of her, and, most concerning, backed away. “First, show me what you do when I’m not here.”

Bri’s stomach dropped, taking her smile with it. Though he’d seen, touched, and tasted just about every part of her, this made her nervous for some reason. Maybe because she’d only ever done it by herself? She was on the way into her head when he grabbed her chin and made her look at him, lovingly brushing his fingers down her cheek.

“Go ‘head, baby, don't be shy. I got you.”

Feeling just slightly reassured, she went over onto her elbow. The lump in her throat went down a lot easier than her hand did under the blanket. Then he pulled it back and took away her last bit of comfort, revealing her panties down beside her. But, before she could react, they were against his face getting a long, deep sniff.

“Jaafar! Oh my god.” She couldn't help but laugh at him groaning with closed eyes. Like her drawers were the most delicious scent he'd ever had the privilege of smelling. “You are so nasty.”

He winked at her and grinned, throwing them back onto the bed.

Reminded that there was nothing for her to feel unsure about, that this was her man and it wasn’t possible for her to be any safer, she turned her body to face him head on and propped herself up on a pillow. If he wanted a show, she was gonna give him one.

“Ok. That's what I’m talkin’ ‘bout,” he cheered, rubbing his hands together and making her giggle even more.

All unnecessary shame gone, she slid her fingers between her lips and closed her eyes. That was just her way of doing things. But he had different plans.

“Nah, mama. Eyes on me.”

She took a deep breath and gladly bent to his will, spreading her legs while her hand slipped around in her wetness. She gazed through her thighs at him and bit her lip. His irritatingly sexy smolder always sent her over the edge, but watching him watch her was turning her on in a way she hadn't expected. She’d never considered voyeurism to be her thing, but now that she was in it, she only had one complaint. Her fingers weren't going to be enough.

She picked up the vibrator and started it on the lowest speed. The corner of his lips went up into a satisfied grin. As anticipated, her helper added a thrill that her hand just couldn't match as she pushed it over her clit. She brought one of her knees up to her chest, her breathing starting to quicken. She was in a groove. A moan spilled from her throat like a sultry melody. His favorite song.

“There you go.”

Jaafar came closer, hungrily licking his lips, pupils wide enough to drown in. She liked the hell out of this. Any doubts she might've had before had since turned to titillation. He wouldn't have to tell her again to look at him, because she was locked in. Her hips rolled as she surrendered to the sparks igniting the fire between her thighs, her moans pouring out. He had a fire of his own rising as he witnessed her come undone with her eyes set on him. Overcome, she grabbed her breast and sucked it into her warm mouth. It was so hard for him not to touch her, but he could do this all day. Taking in the fullness of her gorgeous body; her deep brown skin thoroughly moisturized; thick, juicy coils framing the most perfect face he'd ever seen. She was an angel. Beauty paled in comparison to what she was. And all she wanted was him.

“Feel good?”

“Yeah,” she whispered, squeezing her soaked nipple between two fingers. “Mmmm.”

“Open up, fat cat. Let me see.”

She reached down and spread herself wide. He smiled and leaned in to get a better view, blowing delicately on her pussy before his ascent. She gasped. The breeze flowing against her slippery skin sent a chill through her entire body. She pushed the vibrator against her clit and held it there. She was done. His arms, his chest in that tank top, the thickness. The finger he was slowly swiping over his lips. The achingly sensual tone of his voice. The way his dick was running out of space in his underwear. All of it was driving her insane. She needed to release.

Her mouth fell open and, for the first time since they’d started, her eyes left him. As they rolled, her head followed, tipping back on the pillow she’d now sunken deeper into. Watching her fight—and fail—to keep enough composure to hold her head up, hearing her beg sweetly for him with almost every breath she took, was doing him in. Like her, he wasn't gonna last too much longer.

“Jaafar,” she breathed, so desperately.

“Yeah, baby?”

“Please touch me.”

He didn't need to hear her say it again. He started at her knee and gently led his hand down her inner thigh. Eye to eye with her once more, he gave the softness a light squeeze, then her hips went still.

He smiled. “Oooh, this my part right here.”

A heavy crease hit her brow and he saw her pussy start to ripple. He swore he could feel it pulsing against his dick. Mesmerized, he leaned in just as a thick bead of her nectar dripped out, hanging on to the edge.

“Goddamn. Make a mess for me, mama.”

“Fuuuuuck.” Her head slumped back and he grabbed her other thigh, kneading his thick fingers into them both.

“Mhm. I wanna see that pretty pussy all over these sheets.”

She shrieked and the waves began to ripple faster. The muscles in her thighs were flexing hard against his hands. He licked his lips, watching her leak onto their bed just as he’d asked. She looked up at him, chest heaving, eyes glazed over, her cries reaching an octave he didn’t have the strength to ignore.

He let her go and started to jump up and down, stretching his neck from side to side like a fighter waiting for his chance in the ring. “Shit, that’s enough.”

Bri drifted out of ecstasy and right into a laugh, where he had his palm out toward her, still bouncing. “…You're crazy.”

“Come on, girl. Tag me in. It's my turn.”

He wiggled his hand and she scraped up the energy to reach the short distance. One touch from her and he took the toy without hesitation.

“You so damn fine.” He turned it up another speed. “Hold your legs up.” She followed his command, gripping them both behind her knees, watching him through lowered eyes. “Fuck, Bri, that was so hot. This lil muhfucka don't play, do it?” He smacked his fingers against her pussy and she squirmed.

"Mmmm."

“Wet as fuck.”

“I was thinking about you.”

“What about me?” he asked, carefully sliding the vibrator between her sticky lips.

“About your pretty face,” she half giggled, half moaned. “You kissing me with those pretty lips.”

“Mmm.” He leaned in, biting his lip, happy to oblige her. “What else?” He spoke softly against her mouth, pushing the vibrator into her clit.

Still riding out a crazy high, her hips jerked toward him. “Th-that sexy ass body. And all of your weight down on me.”

“That’s all?”

She shook her head. “Mm mm.”

“What else, pretty baby?” He pushed the vibrations against her a little harder.

“Fuck..." Her neck stretched back with a long, needy sigh. She shuddered when she felt a trail of soft, wet kisses start near her shoulder. "That dick.”

“Deep in this pussy.”

“Yes,” she breathed, now completely under his spell.

“You want it?”

“Real fuckin' bad.”

She watched him refocus on what he was doing between her legs. Devastatingly slow, he brought the buzz down to her opening. She hissed, digging her nails into her own thighs. He looked up at the whites of her eyes and smiled before sinking the vibe deep, filling her in one slippery motion. She tossed her head back and cried out his name, her thighs tensing under her heavy grasp. His dick twitched hard in his underwear.

“Like that?”

“Just like that, baby.”