Jacob held Dasia tightly as he watched her sleep. He didn't want anyone else to get her. So when she woke up, he was going to ask to make it official. He would understand if it was too soon, but he had to at least try. He saw a notification pop up on his phone. Then, Dasia's phone kept lighting up since she had it on silence.
Jacob was confused on what was going on until he saw his news app. He clicked the article and saw that they had spoken to a person of interest for Paul's accident. He assumed this would be ruled an accident, but something must havehappened. Dasia started to open her eyes. She did a little stretch and yawned.
"Good morning," Jacob told her.
"Mmmmm g'morning," she said as she was about to roll over to get her phone.
Jacob got halfway on top of her and began playing with her nipples.
"Stop it. You know how sensitive my nipples are. I don't like being teased," she said with a big grin.
"So, you want to be fucked? I can certainly help you with that."
"I need another shower before that. My pussy is still sticky. There might be dried cum on my thigh. I feel like a prostitute."
"Okay, pretty woman. I wanted to let you know something. Being with you has been the best thing to happen to me lately. I don't want to think of someone else coming into the picture. I really like you and think you are amazing. Will you be my girlfriend?"
"Shit, I wasn't expecting that. Ummmm yes, I would love that!" she kissed him.
Out of her peripheral, she saw her phone kept lighting up. She reached over to grab it. She had so many notifications. They pretty much asked her did she think Paul's accident could not be an accident. People were sending their prayers to her. She pulled up the news article, and she was sure it was Tayvon they had spoken to. He was acting very suspicious. Just when she thought everything was going right, this happens.
Harlem and Paris got up around the same time. She cooked a simple breakfast that included eggs, hash browns and bacon with toast. Harlem prepared them some mimosas. They sat at the bar to eat. Afterwards, he cleaned the kitchen. They decided to watch TV on the couch. She was on one side and he was on the side. He stretched his legs on the ottoman while she put her legs across his lap. They were 30 minutes into a movie and he looked over to quickly gaze at her.
She had just washed her hair last night. So, her normally straightened hair was full of ringlets. Her bare faced made her look glowy. She didn't have anything on except his Avengers shirt, but it was long enough to reach her thighs. Her nipples were protruding since the fan was on.
Harlem wasn't interested in watching anything except her riding his face. He casually spread her legs a little bit. His hand softly caressed her left leg. After a few minutes of that, he inched closer to her vagina. It was like traveling to the Equator, because his hand was getting warmer every time he moved. Paris knew what he was up to but ignored him.
If he wanted it, he would go for it was her mentality on this situation. He saw how focused she was on the movie. So, he started to massage her plush pussy's lips. It reminded him of a waterbed. He used his middle finger to rub her clit. Her body responded with feet wiggling and additional pussy juices to moisturize his finger.
She didn't flinch or even scrunch up her face. He took her non-compliance as a challenge. He was going to make her to submit. So, he lifted the shirt up to expose her breasts. They looked like two fluffy pancakes on a griddle. He started to finger her with two fingers and suck on her right aerola. She wanted to finish the movie, but he knew all her spots.
Paris was instantly turned on with any suckle of her breasts. She caved in and opened her legs wider. She moaned a little bit and paused the movie. As soon as she was getting into it, he pulled away from her.
"I know like hell you didn't just go back on the other side of the couch. You got me all wet. I paused this damn movie for an orgasm, not a tease," she whined.
"Come here," he said as he turned his body horizontally.
His feet now by her side. She crawled toward him and saw his dick was no longer flaccid though his shorts. She grabbed his dick and was going to pull it out.
He grabbed her hand.
"Can I suck him? He seems very happy to be by me."
"Naw, come get your ass here," he pointed to his face.
Her breasts brushed against his bare chest. He removed her shirt and kissed both nipples. She leaned down to kiss him and grinded on him. He smacked her ass and was about to roll her over to fuck her. He stopped himself, because he wanted it to be real creamy when he got in there. After kissing him a little bit longer, she straddled his face. He held her ass and let her glide against his tongue.
He let her have her moment, but he started to suck on her clit. It made her knees turn into jelly and the top half of her body dangled over the couch. He spread her ass cheeks and tongue fucked her. She came back up to arch her back. He squeezed on her right breast. She felt herself about to cum, and the movie exited on its own. It went to the last channel it was on which was the news.
The newscaster said there was new developments with Paul's accident. They had just spoken with someone of interest. She knew it had to be Tayvon.
She was distracted so she rode his face faster until she climaxed. Harlem basically body slammed her to the other side of the couch. He had gotten out of his basketball shorts and was kissing on her neck.
"Babe, did you hear what they said about Paul's accident?"
"Uhhhmmmm."
"What if we're accomplices for knowing and not doing anything?"
Harlem lifted his head up to look her in the eyes.
"Baby, we are not accomplices. We didn't do anything."
"Okay, I'm sorry for killing the mood by asking. You want me to get him back hard?"
"No, he's still very focused," he said as he penetrated her.
She turned her head to look at the TV. Her turned her face back to his.
"Baby, you're good. I wouldn't let anything happen to you," he said as he stopped stroking.
She nodded her head and kissed him. He was glad he could keep going, because he felt like a treasure chest at the bottom of the ocean. He was just surrounded by water and was about to cum just off of this alone.
He began to ram her as they passionately kissed. Her right leg was over the couch. Her arms wrapped around him. Her phone began to ring, and they both looked over to see it was Tayvon.
