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Erica fixed herself up to prepare for the evening ahead of her. She knew Demarcus wouldn't care if she did look the same or didn't long as he was getting some.
Erica was doing this for herself. She hadn't realized how much of a rut she's been in. She was tired of walking around with her hair in a bun and sweats all of the time now. She used to love taking pride in whatever she wore.
She washed her hair so her curls could flow naturally. She slipped into a black satin nightgown that hugged her hips tightly. All of the things Demarcus enjoyed about her.
She lit a few candles and waited for him. That was the hard part. The anticipation was too much. As she flipped through the channels. Everything she turned to had something to do with sex. Like the TV was taunting her. Knowing she couldn't do anything about the ache between her legs.. She could but a vibrator was nothing like the real thing.
She turned off the tv and turned on some music.
Erica did a little mirror gazing. Indeed she was feeling herself. She slid her hands down the sides of the satin fabric tugging at her hips. She came to the understanding that she wasn't the woman she used to be nor did she want to be.
"Damn." A voice said from the doorway. Demarcus stood there trailing his eyes on her body.
Erica turned around from the mirror. "You scared me. I didn't even hear you come in."
"You know I'm stealthy. I'm surprised you're up."
"I told you I would be." She sashayed over to him and pulled him by his arm over to the bed. "Tell me about your night?" She sat in his lap.
His hands felt up her curves. "It was fun but I gotta be honest. I couldn't stop thinking about all the things I wanted to do to you."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah." One of his hands traveled down her waist to one of her thighs. "I mean I can't promise that I'll be gentle as I normally am. Cause I'm not in the mood for making love tonight."
Erica repositioned herself on him. So that she was straddling him. Her arms wrapped around his neck. His hands feeling all over ass. She kissed him in agreeance to his plan.
Their lips touched and their tongues greeted each other. Not fighting over dominance. Just letting the kiss go whatever way it wanted. Neither of them complained. Erica helped him take off his shirt. He tossed it on the floor. Her hands caressed his biceps the kiss deepened.
Demarcus held Erica by her waist and rolled them over onto the bed. He was now on top of her. He tucked his head into the crook of her neck sucking and biting on it. He took his hand and lowered it between them. Hiking her gown up. Searching for her panties which were non-existent. Elated at the fact.
He gently rubbed his fingers over her folds before slipping two of them inside of her. Without warning.
Erica hissed.
Demarcus removed his head from her neck. He stared at the helpless expression on her face. His fingers picked up the pace aggressively thrusting in and out of her. Already feeling his fingers being coated in her wetness.
"You've been waiting for me, Huh?" He asked knowingly he wouldn't get a clear verbal answer. He knew exactly what he was doing.
Erica bit her lip. "Mhmm."
Demarcus slid his fingers out in just enough time His fingers glistened as he looked at them bringing them towards his lips. Smirking before putting them into his mouth.
He undid his pants and pulled them off tossing them in the same direction his shirt was. Erica looked at him invitingly and she focused on his bulging friend in his fitted Versace boxers.
He lowered his waist in between her thighs. Inching his boxers down. Swiftly, guiding his manhood inside of her.
Erica held onto him for dear life as he shoved every inch of him into her with everything he had. She whimpered at the pain and pleasure she was feeling. She was finally able to release a moan, it had been stuck in her throat. In shock at his aggressiveness.
She was now louder than the music. He covered her mouth with his. Muffling her moans as he continued his pounding.
"I told you none of that slow shit tonight." He whispered against her lips. He raised up a little. Lifting up one of her legs, kissing her foot as he kept his pace.
"Mmmm, yess." Her eyes rolled back as she felt the double sensation.
Erica started feeling her stomach contract. Causing her pain to intensify as she tried holding it off. Her breathing, getting heavier and heavier. Her hands sliding up and down his strong back.
"Demarcus," She gasped. "I'm coming."
"Nah, I'm just getting started," He raised himself off of her. He pulled out for a moment. "Turn your sexy ass over."
Erica did as she was told. Her legs weakening from her pending orgasm. Made this position harder to withstand any longer.
Demarcus almost immediately slid himself right back in. He strongly pinned her down with his hand in the middle of her back. His hips doing all the work, slamming into her backside. He leveraged himself in a lunging position for more power.
Erica's back had the perfect arch. Making this all too easy for him.
Erica's face buried in the pillow. Her hand gripping the sheets tightly, her hands started cramping up. "Demarcus," she cried. "Please, you're too deep." She was overcome with several emotions that she didn't realize she had come already.
"You feeling it, ain't you?" He placed a heavy-handed smack across her ass.
"Yess," She groaned as she picked her head up. Her hair was sticking to her face from the sweat. Her body began to shiver as she felt herself gearing up for another orgasm. "Shit!" She closed her eyes and surrendered to her climax. Her body collapsed against the bed.
Demarcus let out a satisfying grunt and came soon after she did.
He placed a kiss on her back."That was some good shit, Bae." He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm. "Bae, you good?" he asked as she laid there very still.
"Leave me alone." She said into the pillow but he still heard her.
He smiled knowing he was the remaining champ. No matter how much crap she talked. He was definitely going to hold this one over her head.
That liquor had Demarcus feeling some type of way. Okay, Sir... we see you. He made Erica tap out *Future voice* for real!

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