After sore

Corleone’s pov

My mouth was surely loose because I was starting to regret why I told him to handle me the same way he always handled his women.

My brain had become foggy, thoughts thrown out of the window with the way his tongue dug into my pussy like he was taking a mouthful of ice cream.

It was excitingly hot. I liked it. No, I loved it. I loved the way my legs trembled hard while he worked underneath me. The way his fingers slid into my vagina, my breathing almost seized.

Martil worked on that land like he had known it for ages. He gave my labia minora like he knew every single part of those inner lips of my vagina.

His fingers found my clitoris, the very most sensitive part of my walls….my g-spot, one I never thought was present there.

“Oh my God.” I trembled.

At some point, gripping his hair wasn’t enough for support anymore. I had to hold the wall, throwing my head backwards that it almost hit the hard wall.

“You like that?” He murmured against my core.

It was dripping so wet like a stream that was producing so much water. I thought it’d get dry already but no, it kept flooding out.

“Yes, please. Oh God!” I sucked on my lower lip, biting hard on it, my right leg already shaking hard.

Martil blew air on my swollen vagina as if to soothe the dull ache. “You can’t take it anymore?” He asked.

Without wasting anymore time, he wrapped my legs around his waist, my pool wiping against his stomach. I was breathing hard now.

He led us to the dining room, placing me on the table. I made a mistake thinking that was all to it. He hadn’t even fucked me yet.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“What you wanted, Corley.” He dragged me by my thighs towards me so that my vagina was face to face with his thick length.

His lips crashed on mine. He kissed me with toxicity. The kiss was dangerously sweet and sour. The kind that you wished it’d never stop even when your lips are already swollen red.

“Hmm. Ughh!”

Another finger went into me and I gasped. His hands fondled my breasts as he gave the other a light slap that made me jerk.

All of a sudden, his hands started working inside me faster. The pace built up slowly. I ached my back, rocking my hips against his hands.

“Thought you hated me,” he muttered against my lips, breathing heavily against them while his fingers continued.

I kissed him harder in response. A short one. I tore my lips away.

“I do,” I breathed, gripping the side of the table like my life depended on it for survival.

Martil smirked, kissing me again. “Liar.”

My hand slid up his neck, fingers digging into his hair, tugging just enough to test him more. Oh, how I loved testing him.

He slapped my breasts again, tugging on the nipple that made me yelp in pleasure and pain.

“You…started this.” My voice cracked a little, my eyes rolling to the back of my head, pleasure building in my stomach.

“You kissed me first.” He replied.

“You provoked me first, Martil.”

His fingers curled inside me. Fuck him.

“Don’t deny that you love it.”

My pussy clenched at his words. I hated that he was right. His mouth dragged from my lips to my jaw slowly. I tilted my head without realizing it.

He bit my neck, doubling the pace. I grabbed the unwounded side of his shoulder, jerking.

“Fuck fuck. Martil…fuck!” My body trembled in terror of pleasure.

My core tightened. My stomach felt…heavy, like it wanted to let something loose.

“Come on, Corley.” He whispered, the fast pace of his fingers increasing.

I gasped, my body hijacking waves as I screamed in pleasure. Something spilled out of me, unto his fingers while his mouth covered me, licking every single bit of my orgasm.

Gods! My body collapsed in exhaustion. I was really into Martil now and I didn’t want it to stop.

The night passed like nothing happened. Well, my body was very much aware that something big happened.

I stood up from the bed, removing the spread from my naked body as I stared at the empty space beside me. Where did he go? Or did he sleep somewhere else?

For some reason, I couldn’t remember. The last thing I remembered from last night was the very moment I cummed, nothing else. Did I pass out? Hell no.

It ached a little down there. It still seemed a little swollen. I went into the bathroom to freshen up and of course, there was no clothes for me to wear.

After bathing, I turned my phone on. Percy had definitely called and….mom. I rolled my eyes mentally. Where had she been since yesterday morning? Now, she was probably looking for me all over the house.

I called Percy back first.

“Hey girl. We need to have a serious conversation about you not picking my calls.” She said sternly.

Sometimes, she talked like my older sister. Well, she was quite older than me though.

“I’m sorry, Percy. I didn’t realize my phone had been off.” I explained.

Percy sighed into the phone. “Where are you?”

I almost slapped my forehead. Why didn’t I think about that before I called her? I should have known she’d ask.

“Is there lecture today?” I asked, dodging the question.

“That is why I am asking where you are, Corleone.”

I exhaled, touching my head. There was no way out now.

“Martil got shot. I’m with him.”

“Excuse me? Did I hear he got shot?” She exclaimed. “By a what? Bubble gum?”

“With a gun, actual bullets silly.” I replied with a chuckle.

“Well, I needed to be sure that isn’t a crime scene. How did he get shot?”

“I do not really know the details and he isn’t willing to share.” I answered.

“So, you got fucked or what?”

I gasped. “Jesus. Percy!”

“What? You were with a hot professor all night. What else would happen after you performed doctor?”

I rolled my eyes. “I…we didn’t…we didn’t fuck, Percy.”

“It seems like you did something else that is close to having sex, babe.”

Why did she know everything? Jesus Christ.

“Percy, I’ll talk to you later.” I hung up without waiting for her response.

I dialed my mom’s number back. She picked on the very first ring like she had been expecting my call.

“Audril, where have you been?” She was mad for sure.

“I should be asking you that question.”

“You know I was away with Liam but I came back home last night and you were nowhere to be found.”

She must have gotten back after Martil and I left.

“I crashed at my friend’s place since the house was too big and boring.”

“What? You have friends already?”

I scoffed, “Am I not capable to?”

“It’s not like that.” She said, “Just come home for dinner.”

I dropped the phone and stepped out of the room. Checking around, Martil was nowhere in the house. I frowned in anger. He was gone again.