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EZRIAH watched as Cimani stirred in her sleep, biting down on his lip, he lowered his voice. He didn't want to risk waking her.
"Yeah, we gon' be there by one." He nodded his head, scrummaging through his top drawer. He couldn't seem to find his Magenta Marni T-shirt that he'd purchased a few days ago.
Currently, he was on the phone with his Private pilot. Last night, Cimani mentioned having a taste for Waffle House, so he figured: why not fly to Atlanta just for that?
Holding his phone to his ear, using his shoulder Ezriah turned his head to get a good look at Cimani. She stirred in her sleep, her light snores ceasing as she groaned. He knew she was waking up. "I'll call you when we're on the way." Was all he said before ending his discreet phone call.
Deciding on just wearing a white tee for the plane ride, Ezriah grabbed it and closed his top drawer. His long legs made their way towards his bed, his frame now hovering over a sluggish Cimani.
Rubbing her hands down her face, she stretched and let out a yawn with her eyes closed, all while still laying down. Ezriah chuckled, her eyes fluttered open at the sound of his voice, the sudden sound causing her to jump.
All she woke up to was him standing over her, she was caught off guard. Ezriah leaned his head down, placing a kiss on her cheek, nose, and forehead. He then placed a kiss on her lips.
"Ezriah.." Cimani groaned as she stretched once more, sitting up in hopes to break away from her clingy boyfriend.
Ezriah chuckled, now laying on top of her. He knew Cimani hated when he did that, he was crushing her. Using both of his hands to support his body weight, Ezriah hovered over her frame. He placed kisses all over her face, her groans and sighs making him laugh.
"Ezriah! Move. Can I brush my fucking teeth? Damn." Cimani rolled her eyes as she pushed Ezriah off of her. She loved how clingy he was, she just wasn't the nicest when she woke up. Ezriah knew that, he found it funny how angry she would get.
"To think, you the same nigga who aint want a relationship. But be so up my ass." She joked, her voice a little hoarse as she made her way towards Ezriah's bathroom that was attached to his room.
Ezriah sucked his teeth, following her into the bathroom. "Should've never put that good ass pussy on me then." He shrugged, wrapping his arms around her waist. Cimani picked up her toothbrush, clad in the Magenta Marni T-shirt Ezriah was desperately searching for.
"Should've never made me fall in love wit' you girl." He grinned, biting down on his bottom lip as his left hand went to smack, and grip Cimani's ass. "And why the fuck you wearing my good shit to bed girl?" He teased, tugging on the cotton material.
Spitting into the sink, Cimani looked up at Ezriah through the mirror. "Cause I can." She rolled her eyes playfully. "It look better on me anyway."
Ezriah scoffed, "Girl that shit look like a dress on you." He teased once more, pulling at the hem of the shirt that hung just above her thigh. Trailing his finger tips from her thighs, up to where her panties sat on her waist, he tugged at the material.
Cimani continued to brush her teeth, as she acted as if Ezriah's touch did nothing to her. His finger tips grazed the top of her bikini line, causing Cimani to jump. "Stop it Ezriah." She whined, now washing her mouth out with mouth wash.
Her pleas fell on death ears as Ezriah now slipped his fingers into her underwear, caressing her folds.
To refrain from moaning, Cimani bit down on her lip as she felt her knees getting weak. Going so long with out his touch, was doing something to her.
Placing her hand on top of his, Cimani pulled it out of he underwear. Turning so that she was now facing him, Cimani frowned up at him. "Ezriah.. what did I tell you yesterday?"
Ezriah sighed, taking in the cute pout that spread across her face. "But it's been a month. I need you baby." He admitted, his hands back at her waist as he placed a sloppy kiss on her lips.
Cimani kissed him back, but she used her hands to push his body off of hers by his waist. "Let's just wait it out, a little longer. Okay?"
Ezriah shook his head, "Okay." He watched as Cimani made her way towards his shower, turning it on. He eyed her, trying to figure out her next move. Cimani could feel him burning holes into her neck, he wasn't slick. She thought to herself.
"Get out, Ezriah." She said flatly, as she waited for him to leave to get undressed. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, she knew once her clothes were off he was going to try something again, and she didn't trust her self.
"Okay mama, I bet you gon' wanna fuck me after tonight though."
His words left Cimani in a daze, she would have to wait until later on to see exactly what it was that Ezriah had planned for her.
...
MEANWHILE, back at the home that Cimani and Ashley shared, sat an exhausted Ashley and a weary Ermias. Ashley's due date was in a few weeks and the couple was nervous, but very excited.
Ashley's stomach had grown in size, and so had her ankles. This was the biggest she'd ever been in her life and for the first time since her teenage years, she'd started to feel very insecure.
She didn't want to admit to Ermias that she was, because they were already going through so much. She was in the midst of signing the deed over to Cimani and Chloè, Chloè didn't know that her sister wanted to put the house in her name so that if something ever happened to Cimani, it went straight to her.
Cimani knew Chloè wouldn't be too fond of moving to Africa just yet, and Cimani didn't see herself leaving New York any time soon either. So she decided to have herself, and her sisters name on the deed.
While they were sorting things out with the house, they also had doctors appointments, shopping for the baby, and therapy. All while trying to prepare Ashley for birth.
Ermias stood over the stove, preparing lunch for him and Ashley. The two were alone in the spacious home, trying to have the conversations that needed to be had.
"How you feeling?" Ermias questioned, using the spatula to transfer the pancake to the ceramic plate.
Ashley shrugged her shoulders, focusing on the crossword puzzle she'd found herself entangled in. "Honestly? I feel so ugly." She blurted, she didn't mean to say it the way she did, she just couldn't hold it in any more.
Ermias' ears perked at her words. "Excuse me?" He scoffed.
Ashley avoided his gaze, her cheeks heating up. She couldn't put into words how she felt, she just knew that when she looked in the mirror, she didn't look like herself.
"I just, I don't know.." she trailed off. "I'm so happy that we're having a baby, I'm grateful. I just don't look the same.. and it's making me kind of sad." She expressed.
Ermias sat the spatula down, his long legs walking towards his lover. Pulling out the chair next to hers, taking a seat, Ermias grabbed both of her hands. "Look at me." He said firmly.
Ashley's eyes met his, and he placed his index finger under her chin. "You are beautiful, and once you drop this baby you're going to look even fuckin' better. I don't wanna hear you say no shit like that? Okay. You sacrificed your body for this baby, that's the most beautiful shit in the world. Who cares if you gained a lil' weight and got some cankles? That just makes you a woman."
Grabbing her face, he placed a soft kiss on her lips. "And I love every, single part of you."
The brims of Ashley's eyes filled with tears, squeezing Ermias' hands a few tears fell. Ermias raised his hand, wiping them away. "I love you." Ashley spoke softly, she knew her insecurities wouldn't go away overnight but that eased her pain for the most part.
Ermias moved closer towards her, placing a passionate kiss onto her lips. "I love you more, mama." He stated, profoundly.
Taking in his features, Ashley couldn't help but to admire the man that sat before her. He kept his word, he provided for her, and he wanted nothing but a better life for them as a family. Her hormones had her in a frenzy, but Ermias was too scared to have sex with her being this far along in her pregnancy. In his words: 'he didn't want to poke an eye out.'
Which Ashley understood, even though that was physically impossible. Times like this? Where he was so sweet, and nurturing made it ten times harder to avoid having sex with him.
"You ready for this?" Ermias asked, referring to everything that was transpiring in their lives.
Ashley knew what he was talking about when he asked, he'd asked her this almost five times a day. He just wanted to make sure she wasn't having any second thoughts. He knew life was moving pretty fast for them, they were having a baby, getting married, and then moving to Africa.
Placing her hand on top of her protruding stomach, Ashley nodded her head. "Yes. I tell you this all of the time Ermias. I'm not having any second thoughts, I promise."
Ermias glanced back at the potatoes that were frying for the home fries before responding, "I know baby. Its just, I know you're younger than me so I don't want you to feel like you had to do all of this just for me, or just cause we having a baby. I wanna make sure you comfortable with everything. If any part our life is ever moving too fast for you, just let me know. Aight?"
Ashley took in his words before responding, simultaneously rubbing circles on her belly. "I don't feel rushed, nor pressured Ermias. Everything I've dreamed for since a little girl is finally coming true.. I've always wanted to start my own family due to the fact that I didn't have a big one of my own."
Licking over her lips, Ashley tried to contain her tears once more. "You're like a dream come true." She sniffles, now looking down at her baby bump. "I've always wanted to become a mother, because my mother wasn't the best. She was the worst actually, so I just knew that when I had kids I had to give them the life I've always wanted. I'm going to try to be the best mother than I can be, because I've prayed for this."
Ermias smiled, embracing Ashley into a hug. He then lifted her chin, placing a kiss on her lips.
"We gon' be the best parents we could be. Ima make sure of that shit every day baby, I promise you don't gotta worry about a thing."
...
After uploading the picture of him and Cimani sitting court side, Ezriah shoved his phone into his pocket. The couple sat right in front of the intense Atlanta Hawks vs. Detroit Pistons NBA game.
Ezriah opted telling Cimani about the trip that was supposed to be a 'surprise' because he knew she'd kill him for not letting her pack a few outfits. He was going to take her shopping regardless, but Cimani had a face routine, and she needed to bring her makeup and essentials.
While Cimani knew nothing about basketball, it was always on her bucket list to be sitting court side, looking pretty. She was honestly surprised at how well known Ezriah was. He got approached by a few coaches, players, and even a few celebrities.
The game was in the last quarter, and things were pretty heated between both teams. Atlanta was in the lead with 89 points, Detroit following up with 78.
Cimani snapped a few more selfies, before looking up at the game. Ezriah was fully intrigued. Once Cimani seen his focus was completely on the game, her eyes scanned the court. "These Detroit niggas getting they asses whooped." She mumbled under her breath with a chuckle.
Her eyes then scanned the crowd, she didn't realize how many celebrities were actually in attendance. Once she seen the face of Teyana Taylor, she clutched her hands over her chest, using her free hand to grab Ezriah's forearm.
"Babee! That's Teyana fucking Taylor!" She screeched, not caring that she was fan-girling.
Ezriah kept his eyes focused on the game, his left hand resting on Cimani's thigh. "Oh she here too? I met her a few times."
Cimani watched her as she sat with her two beautiful daughters, she was in awe. Picking up her drink, she took a sip. Deciding to focus back on the game, she watched as a tall, tatted light skin dunked on the rim. The crowd went crazy, as the score went up for Atlanta.
Squinting her eyes, Cimani realized that the light skin boy was: Dejounte Murray. He dated Jania, Youngboy baby mama. Cimani couldn't help but smirk, he was fine.
Ezriah's head turned towards her, a mug on his face as he stared into the side of her face. "I would hope you not playin' in my face right now Cimani." He stated, intimidatingly.
Cimani rolled her eyes. Here go this nigga and his spidey senses. "You know you look better than that nigga Ezriah." She giggled, taking another sip of her drink. She was tipsy to say the least.
Ezriah gripped her thigh. "Good save." He replied, his eyes going back to the intense game. There was ten minutes left on the clock, and Atlanta was still in the lead.
By the end of the game, the Atlanta Hawks took the win home. More drinks came out, causing a celebration since they scored another win, in their home town.
Ezriah eyed the amount of drinks Cimani drunk, he knew him surprising her with this trip made her happy. He didn't want her sloppy drunk though, so by eight thirty they were both making their way out of the back entrance of the State Farm Arena to the parking garage.
The couple walked hand in hand out of the exit's double doors. Cimani held onto to Ezriah's hand tight, trying her best to make sure she didn't make a misstep, and trip. The expensive heels Ezriah purchased for when they landed, were harder to walk in than when she arrived—courtesy of the Belaire, and Casamigos mixed drinks.
Just as Ezriah pushed the door to the exit of the parking garage, he heard a voice call out, causing him to cease his movements.
"Saint?"
Cimani didn't pick up on the voice, but she heard her man's name being called by a female, causing her head to snap in her direction.
The five foot one woman stood by the exit with her black hair pulled into a updo ponytail that looked about thirty inches. She sported a light beat, and ironically her and Cimani rocked the same white Givenchy leggings.
The tattoos that cascaded down her arms, complimented her. She looks familiar. Cimani thought to herself.
Ezriah scoffed, "Fuck you want Ayana?" He snapped, dropping Cimani's hand and stepping in front of her, almost as if he was shielding her.
Cimani rolled her eyes, once she heard the girls name she knew exactly who she was. The crazy bitch. We gon' see how crazy you is today, hoe. Cimani couldn't help but scrunch her face up as she stepped from behind Saint, she wanted to check her temperature.
"I just wanted to say wassup." She replied with a smirk, "My bad."
Cimani let out a scoff, placing her hand on her hip. One thing she could never do is: sit back and be quiet. "Why would you wanna say wassup to a nigga you used to fuck, if he with his girl?"
It didn't make sense to her, why didn't any of these bitches have any respect? She felt as if she found herself having to check bitches, because certain shit was disrespectful.
Ezriah sighed, this was the last thing he wanted. He knew how Ayana was and if push came to shove, Cimani was going to swing. He didn't want that to happen, especially since they were at an Arena. Plus, she was indeed drunk.
Ayana chuckled, shifting all of her weight to one side, examining Cimani from head to toe. Hm, cute. Were her exact thoughts.
"Cause obviously we sister wives, he bought us these same pants." She giggled, reaching down to pinch the fabric of her Givenchy leggings. She then flipped her ponytail behind her shoulder. "So, yeah. You ain't allat' ma."
Cimani felt her adrenaline start to rush, she knew Ayana was trying to get under her skin, but she wouldn't ever let any bitch see her sweat.
"Awe sis, all you got was clothes and bags? Hmph." She made a sad face, stepping closer to Ayana. She had a good three inches on her, so she technically was looking down at her.
"Unless you could show me anything this man purchased for you besides a fucking bag, or some leggings don't ever try to come at me like we equal. Cause baby, I got a Rolls, my sister got a Benz, and I got a Ap. Wanna know that Ap came wit'? An iced out ring. Let's not forget the Hunnid Thou' I just got." She shrugged, now sizing Ayana up.
"We also flew out here on his private jet, ever seen it? Actually! How did you fly here? Comfort, first class?" She let out a laugh. "Since you tryna compare material shit..Ezriah has money of course he gon' buy bum bitches like you shit cause you probably suck dick like you starving. Fucking bum, my man ain't' see ya' stink ass in months. He love it here bitch, it's time to move on."
Grabbing Ezriah's hand, she led them to the exit door. Ezriah's jaw was on the floor, he couldn't contain his laughter as Ayana looked as if her eyes were watering. To add salt to the wound, Cimani flipped her thirty inch black middle part behind her shoulder before relaying one last message.
"I would hate me too bitch, I got the one thing money can't buy: his love. And bitch I am all that, you ain't even half of me." She giggled, she knew she was going off but to her, it was funny. The alcohol had her acting this way.
Cimani made her way into the parking garage, letting go of Ezriah's hand. Although she cursed Ayana out, she still felt a way. Ezriah was buying her the same clothes he bought for other bitches?
Once they made it towards Ezriah's Maserati, Cimani stood outside of the car with a mug on her face. Luckily, people that parked in the garage weren't leaving the Arena yet so they were the only two in the parking garage.
Ezriah unlocked the drivers seat door, his movements slowing once he seen the look on Cimani's face. Sighing, he ran his hands down his face.
"I can't fucking believe you!" She expressed, her words a little slow. "Really Ezriah? The same fuckin' pants. I let you dress me one fuckin' time and you dress me in some shit you bought your old hoe? And coincidentally she wears them the same day I do?"
Ezirah knew this was coming, he knew how it looked and he honestly felt as if Ayana watched his story from a fake page, and wore those pants on purpose. He didn't see her at the game, unless she was in the sky seats.
"Cimani, I forgot I even bought that girl them fucking pants. I just wanted you to match with me today, I wasn't thinking about that girl."
Cimani rolled her eyes once more, crossing her arms over her chest. "That's not the fucking point Ezriah! You should've fucking remembered. Shit like that got bitches thinking they got a one up on me, that shit is embarrassing." She admitted. She knew she was drunk, but she couldn't help how she felt.
Ezriah huffed, closing his car door. He stood over his car, placing his hands on top of it as he spoke to Cimani over the car. "Bro, I understand what you saying baby. I do, can we just please talk about this at the hotel? I'm exhausted."
Cimani scoffed, "I'm not ya' fuckin' bro. And no I wanna talk about it right now."
Ezriah closed his eyes, bringing his right hand up to his face to pinch the bridge of his nose. As he leaned on top of his Maserati, he couldn't help but to shake his head. "I'm not about to argue with you right here, the game is over and every body is going home soon. Let's go." He grumbled.
"Fuck that, you got me fucked up! Like for real. You really dressing me and this bitch alike? What you wanna be with her?"
Ezriah let out another sigh, he knew he was going to have to take a more aggressive approach. She had to be drunk out of her mind if she thought he would risk their relationship for Ayana.
"Now ya' dumb ass know damn well I don't want that bitch." Removing his arms from the top of his car, his heavy foot steps taunted towards Cimani, she stepped back a little as he approached her.
Grabbing her arm, he pulled her towards the car. "Stop fuckin' playing with me Cimani and get the fuck in the car so we can go to the hotel, eat, smoke and go the fuck to sleep!" He snapped, his voice husky.
Snatching his car door open, he lead her into the car by her arm. Cimani pouted, not only was she annoyed but now she was turned on.
She didn't necessarily like the tone of voice Ezriah used, but his tone was so sexy. Cimani was a drunken mess, before Ayana ruined her night, she was vibing.
The ride to the hotel was dead silent, Ezriah was so mad he didn't even bother to connect his phone to the aux. He wanted to kill Ayana, their night was going smoothly, he just knew he was getting some pussy when he got back to the hotel but now, he wasn't so sure.
He didn't mean to buy Cimani the same pants as Ayana, he just wanted his and her outfits to correlate. He didn't remember every item he bought her. He also didn't feed into Cimani accusing him of still messing with Ayana because even she knew that wasn't true.
By the time the couple made it back to their five star hotel, it was eleven thirty. The suite was big enough for the two of them to go their separate ways, except when it was time to shower.
Cimani was still heavily intoxicated, and her and Ezriah did smoke although the session was short, and they were both being petty.
Cimani stood in front of the bathroom's mirror, stripping out of her attire. She walked towards the shower head, trying to figure out how to turn it on. Once she figured it out, she waited for the water to heat up before stepping in.
Ezriah slipped his tank top over his head, he'd just finished applying some shea butter to his body.
He waited until he heard the shower to turn on to pop open Cimani's suit case looking to steal some of her EOS Vanilla Cashmere lotion. He loved the smell of the lotion, and Cimani usually shared with him but he knew she was in no mood to share with him.
Rummaging through the suitcase, his hand hit something hard causing him to wince. Wrapping his hands around the item, he picked it up and came face to face with it. His eyebrow raised once he seen it was a pink, rose toy.
Running his tongue over his lips, he stood up. Clicking the button on the toy, he jumped a little once it started to vibrate. It wasn't like a normal vibrator, it seemed louder, and stronger. Clicking through the many vibrations, he brought the vibrator to his nose, inhaling the scent.
He felt his dick start coming to life, as he smelled the toy. Placing the toy on the dresser, he smirked.
Fifteen minutes went by, and Ezriah sat on the bed. His mind flashed with thoughts of Cimani with the toy pressed against her clit. He couldn't get the image of her pleasuring herself out of his head, he wanted to see it, live.
His head snapped in the direction of the bathroom once he heard the door creak open. Sitting up, he grabbed the toy off of the dresser, ready to confront her about it.
Cimani's light foot steps could be heard as she walked out of the bathroom with her towel wrapped tightly around her, a bonnet covering her head. Walking into the room she didn't even look in Ezriah's direction, she went straight to her suitcase.
Ezriah chuckled, walking up behind her as she bent down. "Care to explain why you brought, this?" He asked impertinently.
Cimani looked behind her, tilting her head up. She gasped once she seen her toy in his hand. Jumping up, she tried to grab it from him, he just raised it higher.
"What the fuck? Ezriah give meee." She whined with a frown.
Ezriah chuckled, "And why would I do that?" He questioned.
Cimani huffed, she didn't want him to find that. She thought he would be doing business out her also, so when he left her alone she'd just be able to use her rose. She wanted them to go longer without sex.
"Because it's mine."
Ezriah stepped closer to her, grabbing her arm as he pulled her into him. Wrapping his free arm around her lower waist, he brought his face down so that it was now right next to hers. "How bout' you let me use it on you?" He asked, his voice low, and deep.
Cimani felt as chills ran down her spine. Ezriah was dangerously close, and the liquor flowing through her veins made her arousal no better. She couldn't help but to think back at how aggressive he was earlier, and she knew the dick would be immaculate.
Biting down on her bottom lip, she gazed into his eyes. They had that glimmer over them, his hands trailed from her waist to her ass. He squeezed lightly, inching his face closer to hers he placed a soft kiss on her lips.
"Come on baby." He whispered softly, grabbing her hand. He led them towards the bed, the lights were dimmed, there was an rnb playlist playing lowly in the background, and the room smelt of Cashmere Vanilla. Ezriah truly set the tempo.
Cimani dropped her towel, slowly making her way onto the bed. Getting settled in the middle, Cimani sat propped up on both arms. Ezriah watched her like a hawk, licking over his lips. Adjusting his erection in his basketball shorts, he stalked towards her with the toy in hand.
Laying flat on his stomach, Ezriah pulled Cimani's legs apart. Placing a soft kiss on her pussy, he watched as her body shuddered at his touch. Turning the toy on its third highest setting, he placed the buzzing toy right on top of her clit.
He didn't plan to go easy on her, and Cimani knew that. Ezriah held Cimani's left leg up with his left hand, her foot dangling in his face. Cimani let out low moans as Ezriah held the toy against her swollen clit, rotating her hips she shut her eyes tight, trying her best not to cum too fast.
"Mm." Ezriah hummed, turning the toy up a notch. He then tilted his head a bit, placing a kiss in between the curve of Cimani's sole.
The soft kisses he placed on her foot, plus the vibration of the toy against her clit had Cimani in a frenzy. She was a moaning mess, her hips bucking more.
"Fuck Ezriah, I'm gonna' cum so fast baby. Turn it down." She whined, lifting her heavy eyes open to look down at him as she laid on her back.
Ezriah moved the toy away from her clit, blowing on the small nub. "It's five more settings though baby." He kissed the sole of her foot once more before placing the vibrator back onto her clit, and turning it up once more.
Cimani let out a loud moan, her back arching up off of the bed. The feeling was too intense, she felt a wave of shock run through her body, her first orgasm causing her to squirt. "Fuckkkk." She moaned, her legs twitching as they came together.
Ezriah pushed them back apart, now slipping a finger inside of her replacing the toy with his tongue. Seeing that made her squirt even more, Ezriah pulled his mouth away, sliding his fingers in and out. "Mhm baby, give it to daddy." He groaned as he watched her spill out all over the sheets.
Cimani's eyes rolled to the back of her head, she was on cloud nine. Pulling his fingers out of her, Ezriah stood up straight. He then used both of his hand to grab Cimani by her ankles, pulling her to the edge of the bed.
As he positioned him self on his knees, he then bent down and went back to attaching his lips to her clit. His right hand gripped her ass cheek, as his other kept one of her legs pinned to the bed. Giving her ass cheek a slap, Ezirah licked, sucked, and tugged on her clit. "I missed how this pussy taste." He mumbled, against her pussy.
Cimani couldn't suppress the loud moans that escaped her mouth, she was still drunk so the pleasure was intensified.
"Ezriah, baby.." she moaned, bucking her hips into his face as her hands caressed, and tugged at his fresh corn rows. Ezriah trailed his hand from her ass cheek, all the way to her butthole, which was also drenched in her juices. He slowly slipped his finger into her ass, still slurping on her clit.
Cimani felt another orgasm coming on, her mouth agape as she felt her legs start to shake again. Moving her hand from his braids, she brought her hand to her side, tapping on the white sheets. "Mm, baby I can't take it." She whined, pushing Ezriah's head away.
Ezriah smirked, as he pulled his face away from her pussy. "Tapping out?" He questioned, now standing up. He slipped his white tee over his head, and then slid off his basketball shorts. "We just getting started mama."
Grabbing her ankles once again, he pulled her back towards the edge of the bed. Opening her legs, spread eagle Ezriah positioned himself at Cimani's entrance. "Hold your legs up." He stated firmly, as he grabbed ahold of Cimani's waist, placing one of his legs on the mattress he kept the other on the floor as he entered her from the front.
Cimani's eyebrows furrowed while Ezriah slipped into her, she could tell by the grip he had on her that he didn't plan to go easy.
Starting off strong, Ezriah slammed into her as his bottom lip rested between his teeth. His strokes were long, and hard, causing Cimani's entire body to move up and down, due to the mattress shaking.
As she held her legs up she couldn't help but to moan out his name, his curved dick hit her G-spot with each stroke. "Oh shitttt!" Cimani moaned out, her eyes closing once again.
"I missed this pussy so much baby." Ezriah growled, "Open them fuckin' eyes." He demanded.
Cimani's eyes fluttered open, she held them open to the best of her ability, they were so heavy. Ezriah didn't slow his pace down, he was making her take every inch.
"Open ya' mouth." He stated, Cimani obliged, opening her mouth for him. Slowing his strokes down, he leaned down a little letting his spit drip into Cimani's mouth.
Grabbing under her thighs, he pushed Cimani further onto the bed so that she was no longer on the edge. The couple now sat in the middle of the King sized bed, Ezriah now had Cimani's legs pinned to the mattress as he held her legs open.
Sliding into her again, he fucked her at an incline. Cimani stared up at him with her doe eyes, her hands finding their way to his torso, holding onto him as he slammed into her.
"F-fuck b-baby." She couldn't even gather her words, that's how good he was fucking her.
Ezriah stared right back at her, letting out moans also. The sound of him pounding into her wetness was music to his ears. Cimani's hands went from his forearms, to his bisceps, up to his chest.
They then trailed to his face, she held it in her hands as they stared at one another. Ezriah leaned down slowing down his strokes he placed a sloppy kiss on her lips.
"Fuck baby, I love you." He groaned, as he kept her legs pinned apart.
His strokes slowed down, his forehead now on top of Cimani's as he thrusted in and out of her. Both of their mouths hung open, the feeling of pure bliss taking over both of them.
Ezriah pressed his entire face against Cimani's, his orgasm taking over. His body shook as he pressed his lips against hers, she grabbed his face biting down on his lip. Moaning into her mouth, Ezriah throbbed inside of Cimani, his seed shooting inside of her.
Good thing she decided to get back on birth control.
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