to stop myself. “Answer me, baby. What am I supposed to do? This is not fair to me, and you know it.” She pressed her lips against mine and forced her tongue inside my mouth. I tasted wine and peppermint. She wiggled a little to get a better position on my dick. She kissed me again, this time rocking back and forth on what was now my growing hard-on. I knew I was in trouble.
“Kyra . . . baby.”
“I like the way you call me baby.”
“Kyra—”
“Rick, if I’m going to lose you, at least let me have this moment. I haven’t been kissed in God knows when. I haven’t been fucked in God knows when. I want you to fuck me, Rick.” She was kissing and sucking on my neck. I was the one who was fucked.
Because my shit was getting too hard, I had to get her off my lap. I went to stand up, and she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.
“Kyra . . . baby. We need to talk. Don’t do this.”
“Do what?” She held me tighter as I eased over to the banister and set her on it. She still refused to turn me loose. I felt her hand slide down in my jeans and grab my joint. “Do what, Rick?”
“That, Kyra.” She was squeezing and massaging. “C’mon, now. Let me go. I’m going back to her tonight, Kyra.” I tried to move her hand.
“Not before I get me some of this dick, Rick. Remember the time we fucked in your mother’s house, in your old bedroom? I remember that. It’s crystal-clear in my mind. I can even feel you inside me.” She purred in my ear, as she nibbled my ear lobe.
This time, when her lips touched mine, I kissed her back, and I couldn’t stop. The king anaconda was fully awakened, and he had a mind of his own. He was doing all of the thinking and was ready to dig into his prey. “Let’s go inside.” I was breathing hard. At this point, I couldn’t contain him if I wanted to.
“Nope. You might change your mind. We are not going anywhere. You’re gonna fuck me right here. Right now.” She said it so seductively that I couldn’t help but lift her up and snatch off her panties. I hoped that Trae didn’t come to the door only to find me fucking Kyra on his porch, on his banister. I knew he had to have fucked Tasha out here, because the height was just right, the width was perfect, and the night sky put you in the mood the same way a nice, slow love song would.
“I want you to feel how wet you’re making me, King Rick,” she whispered into my ear. She grabbed my hand and guided it between her thighs, and I ran my fingers lightly up her pussy, teasing her clit, causing her to jump and release one of the sexiest moans I had ever heard.
“It’s too late to get jumpy now.” I kissed her throat, causing her to throw her head back and moan.
“I’m not jumpy. I’m just horny.”
She slid my jeans over my ass. I grabbed my steel and put it to her opening. She stiffened up. “Relax,” I ordered her. I buried the head of the anaconda in her tight but wet opening, sliding slightly in and out, causing her to groan as if I was all the way inside of her. “You sure this is what you want?”
“I’m so . . . sure.” She moaned. Her body was shaking.
I then slid all the way in, enjoying the tight grip of her walls. I felt her nails dig into my back as I went deeper and began to fuck her the way she wanted me to. Her tightness had me ready to come.
“Rick. Rick. Rick,” she kept repeating. “Oh . . . Rick. I wanted this as soon as I realized who you were,” she said as she threw the pussy at me.
“Kyra, I missed you so much.” The good pussy was forcing me to confess. “I want her to be you. I need her to be you.” I was saying shit I shouldn’t be saying.
“I’m here now. I’m . . . Rick, baby. Oh, that feels . . . so . . . ssso good. Fuck me. Keep fucking me like that.” She squealed, and her body began to tremble. It vibrated like it had the few times I had