Always Wrong - Xyla Turner Page 0,16

bit off, I’ll admit. I am letting you know that I want to do this, Jacquez, but I will not be made a fool of. Do you understand? I’d rather you keep walking and leave me the fuck alone if you’re not intending on going through with this. Am I clear?”

That was understandable, and I could relate.

“Crystal.” I pulled her into me so our faces were inches apart. “I’m not mucking around, Sheryl. I know we’re virtually strangers, but Noah is my best mate, and if you can take anything from that, please know there will be accountability to whatever we do or decide. More importantly, we were thrust into something that I think we both in our own way accepted. I want this. I’ve not done this before, so I’m not going into it with some way to get over or muck around.”

“Okay, then.” She smiled.

“I also think that we should spend this time fucking but also getting to know each other,” I shared. “We will be raising our son together.”

“So it’s a son, huh?” she quipped.

“Yeah.” I shrugged. “No bloody doubt.”

“Men,” she chuckled. Then turned those hungry eyes on me. “I’m feel like going for a ride. How do I need to get the saddle ready?”

Looking at her luscious lips, I nodded and said, “The fastest way is smearing more of that lipstick on my dick. Tried and true way to get me to attention.”

Sheryl laughed and then went to all fours and began to play with my dick with her hands, mouth and tongue. Then she mounted me and began to twirl her ass on my cock, and gotdammit. She could move those fucking hips like a belly dancer, which sent me into overtime. Slapping her ass with every slam and then my finger in her ass had her falling on me, with those breasts flopping in my face.

Sheryl South was a damn goddess who knew that she was sexy as hell. She had the moves, the tight pussy, and the skills to bring a man under her possession. I know there had to be a sea of men that she fucked, then left them because of her commitment issues. I had them too, but time was running out. The baby scare had caused me to get more serious. Now I was in bed with Sheryl South and planning to have a baby with her.

She was scared that the lines would get blurred, with that bit about the relationship, but that would never happen. I was not looking for a damn relationship, and she wasn’t either. There were no two different people that could ever happen.

I pulled Sheryl into me as I let her ride me with my finger in her tight ass. My teeth pulled at her delicate neck because I was about to cum hard. Her ass had a mind of its own as it twirled all around my dick. Fuck if I wasn’t delirious with her hypnotism. If she wanted all my riches and fortune, I would have given it up right then. Damn, she felt good.

“I’m coming,” she purred, and that was it for me.

Using my one hand and the other lodged in that tight space, I pulled her down hard on my cock and began to bring us home in a way that her clit rubbed up against my abs. A growl left my body as she came apart and me right along with her. My fingerprints would mark her ass, along with my teeth on her neck. For some reason, I couldn’t muster up a damn to give.

Sheryl collapsed on me as we fell back on the bed. There were no words to say or utter as we caught our breath. Again.

After a while, she broke the silence and said, “I guess I can’t sneak out in the morning, huh?”

This caused me to laugh out loud as I rolled into her and kissed her lips.

“That’s what it means,” I confirmed. “To our new beginning.”

She chuckled and nodded.

“Our new beginning.”

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The next day, I woke up to a sleeping Sheryl, or a pretending-to-sleep Sheryl. She had a bit of a snore to her, but it was cute. Yet when I got up, there was no snoring.

Moving towards the kitchen, she had the basic food for breakfast. My typical morning meal consisted of fried eggs, sausages, tomatoes, mushrooms, and toast with tea. She had everything but the tea, because apparently Sheryl was a coffee drinker and a serious one. The woman also had a