DÉJÀ VU - Chapter 23: Chapter 23

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The room was dimly lit, the soft glow from the bedside lamp casting shadows across Kairo's sculpted body as he hovered over me. His dark eyes burned into mine, the heat between us suffocating, all-consuming.
Without warning, he pushed inside me, splitting me open inch by inch. My body tensed, back arching as the stretch burned in the most sinful way. A strangled gasp caught in my throat, my nails digging into the sheets as he buried himself to the hilt, his thick length pressing into every nerve, every inch of space inside me.
His fingers gripped my hips tight enough to bruise, holding me there, impaled on his cock, refusing to move.
"Fuck," I gasped, dropping my head as he started moving, deep and slow, making me feel every inch of him, before pulling out completely.
"Mi nuh know weh yuh come wid bout wi nah do dis again eno, Nai," he murmured, shifting his hips so his rock-hard dick slid against my soaked entrance. "Sorry mi sorry fi yuh." His dick throbbed deep inside me, teasing my most sensitive spots.
A frustrated whimper left my lips. My body burned for him, already trembling with need. "Kairo—"
"Shhh," he hushed, licking a slow line from my jaw to my collarbone. "Yah talk too much now."
"Then stop talk and do it," I whispered, challenging him.
"Kai..." I moaned, pushing back against him, desperate for more.
Then he slammed into me harder, setting a brutal pace, dragging moans and cries from my lips as pleasure exploded through my body.
A frustrated whimper left my lips. My body burned for him, already trembling with need. "Kairo—"
"Fuck!" I screamed, my back arching off the bed as he stretched me open once more. My nails raked across his shoulders, legs wrapping tight around his waist as he pulled back and slammed in again, his dick dragging against my walls, hitting every damn spot that had my mind going blank. I felt my stomach start to knot. "Kai, wait me ago-"
"Cum fi mi mama," he smiles against my skin.
Kairo chuckled darkly against my skin, his fingers tracing slow, teasing circles over my swollen clit. My body twitched beneath him, still pulsing from the last orgasm he had wrung out of me, but he wasn't done. Not even close.
He dragged me back down onto his dick, fucking me with slow, brutal strokes, each thrust deeper, rougher, making my vision blur. His grip on my hips tightened, nails clawing into my flesh. "Who di fuck own dis?"
"Umm, nuh me God give?"
Type shii
A sharp slap landed on my thigh, his fingers pinching my clit just enough to send a jolt straight to my belly.
"Try dat shit again."
Mi nah seh it eno.
"Who dah pussy yah belong to, Xanai?"
A smirk tugged at my lips, my body trembling from the way he had me- but my mouth never did know when to shut up.
"A me av it don't?" I teased.
"Ah so yuh feel?" he muttered darkly, grabbing a fistful of my hair, yanking my head back. His lips brushed my ear, his voice low and lethal. "Mi wi mek yuh cyah memba yuh own name enuh," he murmured, voice thick with arrogance and lust.
"All bark and no bite." Him nah do shit.
Suh yuh feel.
Then he moved.
Fast.
One second, he was inside me, filling me to the hilt. The next, he pulled out completely, flipping me onto my stomach in one swift, effortless motion. Before I could react, his palm cracked against my ass, the sting searing through me, sharp enough to make me gasp.
A shiver ran through me, heat pooling deep in my belly.
His grip tightened. Then he pushed back inside me in one brutal thrust, forcing a strangled moan from my throat.
"Nuh worry. Mi gah fix dat."
Kairo didn't ease up. His pace was ruthless, his strokes deep and deliberate, each thrust forcing me further into the mattress. My fingers clawed at the sheets, my body caught between pleasure and the intoxicating pain of how hard he was taking me.
Another slap landed on my ass, followed by another, the sharp sting sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. My moans turned into broken cries, my body melting under his control.
"Now, fi di last time, who fah pussy dis, Xanai?" His voice was a growl, his hand sliding up my back, pressing me deeper into the bed.
A dog alone mi know growl stills.
Suh, man a wah? Oh.
I bit my lip, holding back.
Another slap landed on my ass, followed by another, the sharp sting sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. My moans turned into broken cries, my body melting under his control.
Then he gripped my jaw, forcing my head back again, his fingers pressing into my throat just enough to make my breath hitch.
"Mi still cyan hear yuh," he warned, his thrusts turning slower, meaner, dragging every inch of him against my walls with devastating precision.
I gasped, my body betraying me, pulsing around him, desperate. I tried my hardest to roll my eyes. "You," I whispered.
For now at least. It's always gonna be mine.
His fingers tightened. "Louder."
"You—fuck, Kairo!" My voice cracked, my body breaking apart, pleasure tearing through me so hard my vision blurred.
Kairo groaned, his rhythm faltering, his grip on me unrelenting. "Ah fuck, Xanai"
He slammed into me one last time, burying himself deep, his body locking as he spilled inside me.
I barely had time to catch my breath before he leaned down, his lips brushing my ear.
His voice was thick with satisfaction, dripping with arrogance. "Any day yuh feel yuh bad, gi weh dis. Yuh hear mi?"
Okay.
I shivered beneath him, my body still pulsing from the aftershocks, my breath coming in shaky pants. His fingers traced lazy patterns over my skin, traveling from my waist to my ass, giving it a rough squeeze before sliding lower, his touch featherlight.
"Kai..." I whimpered, my thighs twitching as he let his fingers dip between my legs, rubbing slow, teasing circles over my clit. My body jerked from the sensitivity, my walls still fluttering around him.
"Mi know yuh feel dat," he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to my shoulder, but the smirk in his voice was undeniable.
"Mi cyah dweet again," I breathed, still trembling, but Kairo only chuckled, the sound vibrating against my skin.
"Nuh plan fi stop doubt yuhself?" His fingers flicked against my clit just right, making my entire body jolt.
Best friend yuh fuckkkk.
A choked gasp left my lips, my back arching instinctively. The pleasure was too much, too sharp, my nerves still on fire.
Kairo shifted so his, surprisingly still hard cock was buried deep inside me, twitching. "Look how yuh still a squeeze mi, mama." His voice was low, taunting, his lips brushing against my ear. "Cum fi mi, Nai."
He slammed into me with a final, forceful thrust, his cock deep inside me as he exploded, flooding me with his warmth. I screamed his name, my back arching off the bed as the force of my own orgasm hit me hard. The room seemed to spin as I came, my body spasming around him, every inch of me alive with pleasure.
Kairo groaned, his grip tightening as he thrust one last time, his cock still pulsing inside me, riding out the waves of ecstasy as we both collapsed, breathless.
He collapsed beside me, pulling me into his arms as we both tried to catch our breath, the room heavy with the aftermath of our passion.
Jus a hear e fetus dem a sing.

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