<I like my coffee how I like myself: dark, bitter and too hot for you>

|Kian|

IN MY head, I'd already resigned myself to the fact that there was a 50-50 percent chance that Jadesola, with all her spunk and fire, would punch me square in the face and flee once more. Especially now that I was in the process of drawing her unwilling self towards me.

"S-s-sir?" she asked in a frantic voice yet her body leaned into mine.

A wary look flitted past her beautiful face, a cross between succumbing to my seductive wiles or granting me a kick in my aching balls. "W-what are you doing-g?"

"Worshipping your body like the queen you are," I whispered, tone soft, my palms on either side of her rounded hips.

If she'd been warring between two minds, it was too late to make a choice. My fingers had decided for her and there was no escape now. None at all. She was hemmed within the cage I'd enforced between us.

Gently, slowly, as if I had all the time in the world, belying the frantic need that surged through me, I pulled the robe completely down her shoulders, stripping the entirety of her upper body bare for my starving eyes to feast on.

"Fuck." My lips parted open in wonder, the very air charged with an electricity that razed down my spine, my nerve ends tingling with barely restrained need. The perfect definition of sin sat before me.

Today marked the first time I was gazing at a black woman's nude body with interest. Why the fuck hadn't I done this earlier?

Skin, the enchanting shade of a dazzling tawny brown, her naked body, save for the panties she wore, glowed in the light. Her breasts, a tinge lighter than her skin, were full and round, a silver rod glinting in her dark brown nipples that jutted forward.

Disbelief running rife in me, I inhaled sharply, sucking in a deep breath. Jadesola had pierced her nipples and now, those creamy mounds- ached for attention. My fucking attention.

A raw fire speared the raging inferno infused in my veins, heading straight towards my groin.

Holy hell.

Again, more flustered than ever, Jade lifted her trembling hands to secure her robe tight but I halted her, my voice ragged and saturated with desire, "Don't. Every fucking inch of you is beautiful."

I was an unrepentant liar, spinning a web of gilded deceit as other businessmen were prone to do once they set their eyes on a target. Words of flattery never failed to stray far from my lips but I'd meant it when I'd said that statement. Every inch of her was exquisite, ravishing.

Unable to help myself, I jacked her body up on my knees, encircling my arms around her, the strings of beads that adorned her waist, rubbing against my warm flesh.

Raising my gaze from her well-endowed form, I buried my face in the crook of her neck, her apple-flavored scent filling my nostrils, an alluring mix of sweet and tangy. My lips danced along her soft skin as I placed chains of tiny kisses on her skin, a gasp escaping her lips.

So fucking responsive. I loved it.

I slid my eyes across her heated face. Her amber eyes, a startling mix of honey and gold, were wide, pupils glazed with a wanton look that screamed of hunger. Then her lips. Pouty and lush, crafted for pure sin, they beckoned to me. Driven to taste them, lust thrumming beneath my inflamed skin, I smashed my lips on hers.

Liquid fire hit me, my nerve endings alighted with a slow, scorching burn. Her lips tasted like honey, dashed with a hint of sugar. Succulent, I could bite on them all day and that I did, nibbling softly. Fuck.

Not to be outdone, Jade tightened her vicious grip on my hair and locked her tongue with mine, the heat stroked up a notch higher, a feral battle of dominance as our tongues clashed and waltzed with brutal intensity. My entire being exploded into a million soul-shattering pieces.

Damn. I'd never been kissed like that. Ever. Or maybe it was the celibacy slump I'd enforced on myself talking. Probably that.

Eager for more, I sucked on her lower lip then nipped a path down her chin to her heaving chest, leaving my mark as my seeking tongue trailed a path to her breasts.

Halting my perusal, I peered at her, in a haze of blazing lust. Her eyes were lidded, lips swollen, same as mine.

"Open your eyes, Jade. Watch as I pleasure you," I murmured hoarsely, as I reached for her breasts.

Holding her inflamed stare, I cupped both breasts in my hands, satisfied at how they fit so perfectly into my palm. With careful strokes, I kneaded, tugging at her pebbled nipples. Returning the same favor she'd tormented me with at that party.

Her nails raked across my wet back, the slight pain merging into pleasure, her body quivering every time I touched her.

Sweat beaded along my temple, my rock-hard cock strained against the soft skin of her thighs, wailing for a release. Soon, I coaxed the monster that threatened to break free and plunge into her warm depths. Very soon.

"You like that, yes?" I didn't wait for her to respond when I placed her right nipple in my mouth. The cold, unfamiliar metal stud brushed against my tongue, her nipple budding, unfurling, as I sucked. And I was unrelenting, teasing both nipples with my skilled tongue, rolling the metal stud and chewing softly.

Soft cries met my ears as Jade arched into me, her body shuddering in reckless abandon, completely out of control.

"Please, I can't take it anymore," she breathed, trying to slip out of my hold but I was fast, intertwining our hands in a tight lock.

Voice thick with desire, I growled, "I just started, hermosa."

Her reply was a sexy whimper as I continued my torture, delighting in the way she buckled and writhed beneath me.

When I pulled back, Jade's nipples were swollen and tender, her hair and face spotting a disheveled appearance. She looked. . . extremely used.

Thoroughly fucked.

And, I was yet to slide my tortured cock into her wet pussy. The tight leash I'd bound my control in was an inch from tearing apart. Every second she moaned, rubbing against my erect dick, a wild part of me, that ferocious, animalistic part threatened to surface. Sanity was a thing of the past, my sense of reasoning long gone. The only words I could hear was fuck, bang, sex.

My fingers delved to her panties, playing a sensual line. About to slide a devouring finger into her pussy, Jade lowered a trembling hand on mine. "Don't. I am on my period."

"Fucking hell," I snarled, pissed. I'd forgotten. So there was no fucking or releasing myself into her. Shit. But it wasn't the end. She could pleasure me by sucking my cock.

Grunting, a harsh puff of air swirling in the air, I guided her warm hand to my engorged cock, precum gathered on the tip.

Her fingers encircled my cock, about to grant me relief, when an enraged voice cut in, "What in all that is unholy is going on here?"

A/N: GUYS, don't fear. There's another chapter right after this one. Had to cut it short because 5000 words no be beans!🌚🥵❤️

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