08/11/2023
"Can I kiss you?"
His face was close to mine. My back was against the wall. He was standing feet wide apart, hands in pockets, head cocked to one side and that intense gaze that has been on me all night fixated on my lips.
My breath caught in my throat as I let out an involuntary whimper. This cat and mouse game we had been playing all these weeks had brought us to this point.
"I'm taking that as a yes" He brought his head down and caught my lower lip between his teeth. I felt hot lava pool between my thighs. He grabbed the back of my neck with both hands and I could feel barely caged passion. Something else was growing against my thighs as he crushed my body against his. It was hard and rock solid.
My gaze shifted down as he peeled his lips away from mine. The bulge in his crotch was way bigger than I expected. I licked my lips in anticipation.
He caught my gaze and flashed a knowing smile.
"Let's go we are running late"
"F**k running late." I thought. "F**k going anywhere tonight." But instead I smiled back and allowed him to lead me to the car. It was gonna be a fun evening.
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"Wanna have drinks at mine ? Or would you rather go home ?" He smiled that knowing smile again. He already knew the answer. He just wanted to hear me say it.
All through the night as we danced he had grinded his groin against mine. Reminding me. Like I could ever forgot. I had also let my hand brush against his pants, casually, deliberately. Cat and mouse.
So here now moment of decision. Asking me like I had a choice. "Let's go to yours." I replied.
His smile widened into a grin.
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Kisses. Hot. Fierce. Nibbles. My neck. My chest. My body. His lips were everywhere. Me, naked, barely able to stand. Unable to remember how my clothes got off. He was fully clothed still.
Manhood poking aggressively from cargo pants.
Then he paused. I opened my eyes to complain. He held my face in both hands and looked into my soul. "Are you sure ?"
My throat was suddenly dry. I knew what this meant. One last chance for sanity.
I looked into those intense eyes and nodded.
He held my hands and led me to the bed.
"Sit on my face"
Diary Of A Yoruba Girl In New York
