Long As You Know Who You Belong To Read Online Free PDF Page B

good and tortured me so bad
that it felt like punishment. I was running from him like I stole
something, but I probably would have swung on him if he had
attempted to stop. Mixed emotions flowed through me as I welcomed
the feeling his was giving me and rejected it all at the same time.
It was too much.
    “Fuckkkkk Grey, shit!”
    Grey’s tongue swirled around my clit. Then he dipped
it right inside me and fucked me with his tongue like it was the
thick rod hanging between his legs. I swallowed hard as he took his
finger and massaged my clit while still darting his tongue in and
out of me. I lost my damn mind. An orgasm came sweeping through my
body, making me feel lightheaded as hell. My juices came pouring
out like rain and Grey was there to collect every drop with his
tongue. Two tears escaped from my eyes; his head game was just that
vicious. Grey stood up and laughed before he took a few tissues
from the box on my desk, wiped his mouth and laughed again.
    “Your lil’ feisty ass was about to go ham on a nigga,
wasn’t you?” He grinned as he reached for his shirt.
    “What?” I said barely above a whisper. I was still
stuck off the orgasm Grey had just gave me.
    “When I ain’t answer. If I didn’t come when I did,
your crazy ass would have come looking for me.” He laughed again.
“No fucking chill.”
    I propped myself up on my elbows and looked at him as
he placed his snapback on his head and attempted to walk towards
the door.
    “The fuck you goin’?” I asked with attitude. I know
this nigga didn’t think he was about to leave.
    “To the club. I got a meeting in an hour. Don’t
worry, I’ma handle that tonight.” He threw a smile my way and
turned back towards the door.
    Aw, hell naw! This nigga got me all fucked up. His
smooth ass thought that he was just going to waltz in my job,
interrupt my meeting, get me all worked up and dip? Naw, he must
not know who he’s fucking with. Before Grey could reach the door, I
hopped up off the couch and shoved the office chair past him and
towards the door, blocking his exit.
    “Nakami, for real. I gotta get back to work.”
    “Fuck work, nigga.”
    I pushed him down onto the chair and went to work
unbuckling his pants. He made a weak ass attempt to brush my hands
away, but that nigga knew he wanted to fuck me as bad as I wanted
to fuck him.  I got his shorts undone in no time and pulled
out his long, thick pretty ass dick. It was already hard for me, so
I stroked it a few times before I hopped right on. I took a seat on
his lap and used my hand to guide him inside of me.
    “Shit…” Grey moaned.
    I smirked because now it was my turn to pay that ass
back. If he thought he was the only one with some tricks up his
sleeve, he thought wrong. I started off slow, planting my feet on
the ground and pushing off to get a good bounce going. I made sure
to squeeze my muscles around his dick before I came all the way
down. Multi-tasking, I licked and sucked on his neck, making sure I
left a hickey on his light bright ass. He smacked my ass hard and I
grinned to myself. I sped up my rhythm, leaned into Grey’s body and
bounced my ass instead of using my entire body. I built a steady
rhythm to the beat in my head and could feel the tip of his dick
hitting my spot. I let off a moan as I felt another orgasm building
up.
    Grey pulled on my long, wavy hair. “Ride that shit,
ma.”
    Oh, I was going to ride it alright. Changing it up, I
started to wind my hips in a circular motion, rolling my body like
I was full-blooded Jamaican. I could sense Grey losing control of
his body by the way his eyes were rolling in the back of his head.
Oh no, he wasn’t going to get off that easy. Forcing my breast in
his face, I leaned back and hooked my heels into the bottom of the
chair and rode him like a mechanical bull. I lassoed his dick with
my slippery walls and twisted my hips so that he could hit every
corner, pocket, crook and crevice.
    “Gottdamn, you got some good pussy,