ass.
Roni’s mouth widened to accommodate the relentless searching movements of his tongue as he explored every crevice of her mouth. She felt as if she were swept away by a tidal wave and had nothing to hold on to except him. Her tongue teased and played with his before she gently bit his bottom lip.
“Mmmm…” Darrell growled as his mouth travelled down to the vein at her neck that had caught his attention earlier today. It was beating just as fast now as it was then. He licked a steady path over it to soothe while at the same time arouse.
When she felt his fingers pulling the hem of her short skirt up over her bare thighs, she forced her eyes to open. Swallowing hard, she covered his hand with hers to try to stop him.
“Darrell, no….” she whispered.
“I thought we already covered that. Stop fighting this, Roni.”
Before she knew what he was doing, he’d wrestled his hand out of hers and slipped it between her legs. He expertly pulled her panties to the side to allow him access to the slick folds of her wet opening.
“Shit….” he uttered under his breath. Smiling, another one of R Kelly’s songs came to mind: ‘Your mind's telling me no, but your body’s telling me yes…! ’ When he slowly inserted a finger up her canal, the smile fell from his lips as he felt her tightness surround and firmly grip him.
“Roni….” his voice was hoarse with need. He hadn’t wanted anybody like this in a long time.
“Darrell, we shouldn’t. We can’t….”
“You fuckin’ him?”
The question made Roni look at him in surprise. “Who?”
“Your partner. Bryan.”
“No. He…he’s my cousin.”
Darrell nodded, not knowing why he’d asked her that. It didn’t matter if her man had been standing in the room watching them. He wasn’t leaving until he got what he came for. Slipping another finger inside of her, he drew another low moan from her and knew she wanted him just as much.
“You like that, huh?”
“Y-yes….” Roni saw his eyes darken when she tightened the muscles of her vagina around his finger even more. She should’ve been embarrassed by how wet she was, but she could tell it turned him on.
Without breaking their visual connection, she slipped her hand over the front of his pants and felt the rigid length of his erection. Darrell’s lips parted at the contact. While still teasing her with his fingers, he brought his other hand up and managed to unbuckle his belt and unsnap his pants. He grabbed her hand and pushed it down the front of his briefs.
“Touch me, Roni…”
He’d been waiting to feel her hands on him since he left her office earlier, but the moment she did, he almost lost control.
“Damn, that’s feels good…”
Roni sensuously stroked the thickness of his shaft. She spread the slick drops gathering at his tip over the velvety hardness of his manhood. Darrell thrust himself in and out of her soft palm, loudly hissing as she worked her wrist with just the right amount of movement to pump his dick from the base to the tip.
Removing his fingers from inside her, he caught her wrist before ravaging her soft lips with his. When he picked her up, Roni wrapped her legs tightly around his waist as he walked over to the desk and sat her down on top of it. With his mouth still devouring hers, Darrell reached down and tore her panties away from her body with one jerk then stepped between her thighs. He finally broke the kiss off so that he could watch her expression when he entered her. He couldn’t get the picture out of his mind of how she’d looked when he had brought her to an orgasm earlier today - he wanted to see it again.
Roni tensed when she felt the head of his penis separating her feminine lips and preparing to plunge deep inside.
“W-wait….”