Forbidden (Completed) EDITING - Chapter 17: Chapter 17

Demarcus
"Demarcus, will you leave me alone. I am trying to sleep." Erica told me off as I was hugged up on her, kissing her neck.
"Why? It's not like you gotta go to work tomorrow." I kept on.
With me spending so much time working. I barely have time to even just think about sex. Just a cold shower and that's it. Get up and go. Making up for lost time, made me realize how much I've missed her in that way.
"Does it matter? I am tired. I don't have the luxury of working at night like some people." She refluffled her pillow. "It's called spring break for a reason."
I know this is all a ploy; to get me back for not telling her what I've been doing. Withholding what she knows I can't go without for long. I have no problem with a break but it's been long enough. I'm like a fiend who just smoked the last of his dope. Literally an exact representation of how I feel about her. I feel high when I'm around her.
Months ago, getting to know her. Without her being my teacher I wouldn't have guessed how old she was. It didn't show. Her energy is youthful and she is very much still full of life. Not to mention how she keeps her body in shape. That alone had me hooked.
I thought my infatuation with her would have died down but it hasn't.
"Come on," I held on to her arm and kissed the top of her shoulder softly. "I know you missed me." I whispered in her ear before nibbling on it a little.
"Nuh huh, not gonna work." She resisted me again. I knew she was weak. She was putting up a good fight. I'll admit. She sighed deeply as she went on her way back to sleep. I nodded with my plan already in motion in my head. She wouldn't expect in the least bit.
I turned on the bedside lamp and grabbed my phone from the nightstand. I couldn't sleep so I've just been up staring up at the ceiling. Horny as a motherfucker. While Erica tossed and turned next to me. Once her ass rested up against me, not making it any easier but I refrained.
I scrolled on twitter. Which was a bad idea. Twitter after dark be crazy and wild. Everybody is retweeting videos from porn pages. Glad to know I'm not the only one thinking about sex. I got off twitter and checked instagram. Watched a few stories. One from Jamal and some more friends of mine out Miami, turning up. They invited me but I turned it down. I wanted to stay here in Atlanta with my woman.
Once I knew Erica was asleep. It was game time. I shifted myself over to her side of the bed. She was laying on her side. She didn't move, feeling me hovering over her. I moved the covers from her body. Exposing her bare thick thighs, she was sleeping in one of my shirts. Easy.
I lifted one of her legs up. I pulled her panties down. I licked my thumb before placing it over her core. I put my lips on her. She jumped a little as she felt the warm air from my mouth. I began to place sloppy wet kisses where my thumb was. I gently inserted my middle and ring finger inside of her, slowly moving them back and forth.
"Demarcus, wha—," She moaned as she picked her head up watching me as I watched her.
"Just trying to show you how much I missed you." I went back to kissing her clit.
I felt her hand push against the top of my head. Trying to move me but I wasn't going anywhere until I got what I wanted.
Her moans were now sounds of pleasure as she gave into me. She even laid fully on her back for me to have better access. I slurped, sucked, did everything I could until I felt my beard soaked. I cleaned her up.
"Are you still mad at me?" I asked as I wiped my mouth.
"N—no." Her body shook a little bit but she gave me a slight smile.
I took my wife beater off and tossed it. I inched my sweats down along with my Versace boxers. I pulled her legs closer to me.
I wrapped her right thigh around my waist as I slid inside. Her hand squeezed my forearm tightly as she adjusted to me. Our eyes locked, I kept them on her as I thrusted into her with as much force as I possibly could, filling her with every inch. I slowed my pace down every few strokes. I watched her as her eyes rolled back.
She wanted to speak but couldn't. Her moans did all of the talking for her. That's all I needed to hear.
"Shit," I grunted, I leaned down closer to her body. She wrapped her arms around my neck, holding me closer to her body as I slowly moved my hips.
"Can I have it? Tell me it's mine?" I picked my head up.
"Yes, you can have anything you want." She moaned against my lips. "It's all yours."
We started kissing. It was evident how much we missed each other. She just wasn't vocal about it but her body let me know it. Her hand rested on the back of my head. I felt her tightening around me, I watched a tear fall from her right eye. She held onto me for dear life.
I groaned as I released not too long after she did. I rested my body against hers, she held me in her arms.
It was silence.
Nothing but the sounds of our heavy breathing.
I woke up to the smell of breakfast. I rolled over and looked at the clock and saw it was 10:30. Damn. It seemed like we just went to sleep not that long ago. I didn't plan on us going that many rounds after we napped. But shit it was worth it.
I got out of bed. Took a shower and brushed my teeth. I felt like a brand new nigga. I needed to get all of that out. It was a lot of pinned up energy I had from work and being away from Erica.
I had my towel wrapped around my waist as I walked down the hall into the kitchen. Erica was fully clothed, standing at the counter eating some bacon while looking at something on her phone.
"Good Morning, Bae." I smiled.
"Good Morning." She smiled back.
I walked into the kitchen. I got behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I placed a kiss on her cheek. "All this for me?" I looked at the spread she had laid out knowing she couldn't eat it all.
"Maybe."
"Is this your way of rewarding me for putting it down last night/ this morning." I removed myself from her and leaned up against the counter.
"You mean me? You may have had me the first round but who went right to sleep after they got head?" She raised an eyebrow.
I nodded. She had me. Her head game is fire. These youngins ain't got nothing on her.
"Sounds like you want a rematch?" I smirked.
"Don't you start nothing you can't finish." She put a piece of bacon in her mouth as she looked at me.
"Stop playing with me."
She held her hands up. "I'm just saying."
"Keep it up." I let have her little fun. She know who the real MVP is.
"But seriously, last night. I really needed that. I've been a little overwhelmed lately." She said.
I got behind her again. I moved her hair to one side of her neck. "That's what I'm here for." I said before a placed a kiss on her neck.
"Alright, move and go put some clothes on." She demanded.
"What?" I laughed.
"I don't have time to be fooling around today. I have things to do." She stuck to her guns. "Go!"
"Can I at least get a kiss?" I asked. She gave me a quick peck leaving me hanging. But I grabbed her by the waist pulling her into me for a real kiss. She backed away before it got to intense.
She lucky she had jeans on. If she didn't she would be bent over this counter right now.