Savon
When I said I wanted to fuck from state to state I meant that. From Atlanta to Los Angles is a four hour ride with eight states in between. My personality might be shy at first, but I'm a whole different person when it comes to the dick. I had to give him a sample of my Gawk Gawk 3000, it's only fair since he's been eating my pussy every chance I allow him to. I want to be just as equal back, long as he's fucking me and only me.
"You been stingy with this good shit." Chris said.
I'm not about to compare apple to oranges, I'm sure he has dived in plenty in his day. But, I hope that with this mouthpiece and sweet guhsy-ugishy that I'm at least top five.
I creamed on him and on his face. I did something though, that I usually never do. My ass swallowed, not once but twice. The first was my fault, fifteen minutes into the first time I gave him head he squirmed. He tried to warn me, but it was too late.
When he got his first nut off, I knew he was going to let me fuck him for a few hours. Achieving that second nut was going to be harder than before, but I could handle it. When I mounted him, we both damn near acted like we took our last breath.
It's been a minute for me so I had to adjust to his size. For him, I was so tight that he was surprised as I slid down for the first time. His expression gave that he couldn't believe that I finally gave in. Five minutes in it felt like I had peed myself, I didn't squirt or anything it's that I was so damn wet.
As I used my hips to gyrate slow against him, Chris had gripped on to my neck. His thump placed right over my throat while the other fingers clutched tight at the back. His pressure was as if he forcing me down so that I could drive deeper onto him.
Chris wanted to lay me on my back but this moment was about him, "I'm fucking you right now, not that other way around."
When I said that he looked at me intensely before he had pulled me down close to him for a kiss, he passionately bit on my lip as I continued to give him the ride of his life. I was close to getting mine, but I tried for dear life to hold on. Once I nut, I get weaker, and I didn't want that to be the case. I wanted to reserve all my strength. So I had to switch back to giving him head. I cleaned up my mess I left behind and then made another one as I spit and twist him about in my hands. It must have been that damn good to him that his nigga kicked off him sneakers. Chris then slouched down a little and began to bop my head, pushing me down slowly, deep and deeper each time. He must have been about to bust because he pushed me off.
Chris shot up from his seat with a nice size grin on his face, "you ain't playing fair."
"I see who running now," I joked.
"It's about to be you."
Chris picked me up off the floor of the aircraft and bought me to the bed, but in the last second I pushed him down to ride one more time. I fucked him so good that I made his eyes roll back. When he had squeezed my breast it was as if he triggered me to release. Chris allowed me to bask in that moment, my body heaved as he planted kisses on my neck. I lowed myself to kiss him, his hand ran the course of my backside down to grip my ass cheek. I jiggled it around a bit as we switched positions.
"I want you to stay just like that, bounce that ass like that."
I laughed as he got behind me. I wanted to see his facial expressions, I enjoyed watching him as I fucked him. I could see him now, biting his lip, mouthing off ouuu's and ahhh's as he took me to pound town. I moaned uncontrollably as I was able to fully receive everything he was waiting to give me.
Smack!
His hand print I'm sure had became imprinted on my ass. I began to throw back shots at him, leaving him stuck in a trans as he watched the ripples run through my cheeks as I hit against his pelvis.
He gripped handful of my hair as he continued to pound repeatedly till he couldn't anymore. Warm liquid hit my back. Chris grabbed a napkin and cleaned me off. Sitting on the edge, she cleared a water bottle in minutes hydrating himself.
"How many more states we have left to go?" he asked with a smirk.
I giggled, "I think about three more to go."
Chris laid up resting on against the pillow, I crawled up laying on his chest. "You a freak ain't you."
I laughed, "you haven't even seen my best work yet. Had to give it to you good enough so you can come back."
"Oh believe me," Chris laughed. "I ain't going nowhere," Chris cupped my chin for me to look up at him. "I'm good right here with you." He kissed me passionately.
"Too bad it's only for the next few hours, you might have got me hooked now. I'm going to go stir crazy while you're gone."
"I don't want to deliver any empty promises, but I'll see you if I get some free time. But if you need me, call me. I mean that shit Savon, don't shut down on me after we land."
"How can I be mad? It's back to reality, it was fun while I lasted. I got to beat not one but two bitches ass, how am I going to top myself on the next trip?"
Chris chuckled, "I got to be choosey with my next assistant."
"Yeah well this one better know her damn place, I'm too pretty to be fighting."
"God," Chris looked up. "Please don't let this one be crazy, I can't handle that shit anymore."
I laughed, "don't bring me out of character and hopefully I won't have to get crazy!"
"I'm recharged now, I need to get this in before we land. I can't have you show me up, had a nigga toes curling and shit. Bring that ass here, you about to crawl the damn wall before I get done with you."
When we landed, I could help but feel somber. Abandonment keeps up with me no matter the circumstance. As understanding that I needed to be for Chris to head into daddy mode, it was a hard concept to grasp. This is exactly why I avoided relationships for so long, I hate this feeling right here.
"Savon, come on, I need to go." Chris said softly as I was still hooked onto his neck.
"I know," I let go.
"I'll come see you, I promise." He kissed me goodbye.
When we landed he already had a chauffeur waiting to take me back home. The white man stood there with the door open as he waited for me to get into the car. Chris helped load the bag into the trunk, after one last hug he was off in his own car and left.
I felt lonely all over again, if anything it was worse than before. It didn't help that I had return back to my aunt's still and quiet house. A few bills were in the mailbox waiting for me, but everything else was exactly how I left it. I realize when I got in that I smelled like Chris, I giggled at the thought having moments of flashbacks pop into my head of our time on the jet.
The shower I took was longer than usual because I couldn't get him out my head. As I ran my loofah over my body, I couldn't help but think of his own touch on me.
There was a lot of catching up I needed to do now that I was back, this legal case was at the back of my mind while I was away. Plus, I need to feel Zara all the way in on the shit from this past week. My girl had a little break in from traveling that we were able to get together. We met up for brunch.
"Hey mamas, you look so good girl." Zara hugged me. "Something different about you, I haven't seen you actually smile, smile in a long time. Like this is different, you actually feeling yourself as you should have always been."
We took our seats as we sat outside the restaurant, "I feel very different. I'm at a good place right now."
"You know I tell you all the time you deserve it, what's going on? It's a few things that'll make a bitch glow like how you glowing. I know damn well you ain't pregnant, you got to fuck for that. You my girl and all, but you give these niggas a hard time. Is it the music or did you get some bomstatic dick? What's tea?"
"Bitch both," I laughed.
Zara leaned back with her jaw dropped as she placed both her hands on the armrest of her metal chair. "Savon, you didn't!"
"I did!"
"Bitchhhhh, nooooo! You fucking with the paper?" Zara was happy but very shocked at the same time.
"Let me explain, I told you before I ran into Vinyl. Well, it's like his ass put a airtag on me because I ran into him again at a studio session. Chris felt completely disrespected when his dirty ass touched me, he said when we saw him again it would be on sight. That shit was on some Mortal Kombat type shit, FIGHT! So not only did he fuck him up for me, but he got my songs back. Which is I feel is temporarily, but a win is a win!"
"Hold on.... Chris who? You never told me who you were working with?"
I trust Zara with my life, but I wanted to assure there was confidentiality between him and I. Now I fucked up slipping his name out. "I didn't say a name."
"Really, we doing that?" Zara smiled. "Alright, I'll pretend I didn't hear. Back the point, I'm glad you stood on your own. But I still think you need to drag that nigga name through the mud, ruin his name, starve Vinyl's pockets."
"It crossed my mind in case I need to get ahead of some damage control. I want to make sure nobody get sued."
"Backsliding real quick to the topic of this other guy, you need to be careful Savon. I don't want this nigga getting in your head."
"I'm not new to fucking Zara."
"But you never fucked with a nigga like this one, you're smart. But you're sheltered Savon, maybe naïve is a better word. This is new for you. I'm worried that he is going to send you spiraling back into an imbalance. Calvin was the last nigga that kept you low and depressed, you weren't yourself. His ass was a fucking nobody compared to who you messing with now. He stole your car, fucked hoes in it, flaunted like it was his, and maxed your credit card. Shit, on a few occasions we pulled up together to beat a few of his hoes up. Don't forget that was one of the reasons you told me at least you moved back with your aunt."
"I wanted to get away from him."
"He was burning a hole in your pocket and doing you dirty. Sis, you had no choice."
"When I was messing with Calvin, I was in therapy. It didn't help to be dealing with him and talking up shit from my past about my mother, losing my father. That whole time in my life was a hot ass mess."
"All I'm saying is to protect yourself, don't fall into the illusion of whatever it is you think you're building. I want you to be happy, not hurt. I would want you to tell me this same shit if it was the other way around. This industry is a big ball of smoke, it's a fucked up illusion. Don't be blind, please."
"I hear you, trust me I do. I'm not this nigga girlfriend, we in the space of feeling each other out. He earned him some pussy and I deserved to enjoy giving it to him. I haven't been with anybody since Calvin. It felt good to be genuinely wanted, right now I'm cool with that. When the opportunity arises, maybe you can judge him for yourself. Till then, I'm testing the waters."
"Alright girl, do you. Seeing you happy is the best outcome from this. Here is to good dick." Zara raised her glass.
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I realized when I first introduced Zara, I named her Zari. Don't know how Zara came in, but I sticks and she's been that for the last couple of chapters lol. Sorry if there was any confusion. Est 2023