Free Fantasy by Keisha Ervin Page B

sucked his neck as she moved her wide hips back forth, stroking his cock at a nice smooth pace. “You been missing this, daddy?”
“ Have I ?” Quentin said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
With actual feelings of guilt coming over her, Ricky began to cry. “Please say you forgive me?”
Holding her tightly by the waist he began thrusting upwards’ sending waves of pleasure through her body. “I already forgave you, sweetheart.”
Ricky pressed her body closer to Quentin’s and held onto his shoulder slightly as she began to ride him forcefully. She began to moan louder as her inner walls moistened even more with each stroke.
Quentin hugged her tighter as the pleasure he was feeling heightened. “Ooh shit.”
“Like that?”
“Yes, baby girl . . . don’t stop.” Quentin slightly jerked as he began to climax. He held Ricky tightly so that she couldn’t move. Ricky could feel the cum as it moved through his shaft, giving her a wonderful sensation that sent her squirting all over again.
Ricky continued to lie on top of Quentin, her ear on his chest, listening to the rhythm of his heart. She lifted her head and looked into Quentin’s eyes. “Man, I love you.”
Quentin kissed Ricky on the nose. “And I love you back, baby.”
Ricky rolled off of Quentin and on to her side.
He turned to face her. “That was beautiful, Ricky.”
“It was definitely all that, baby.” Ricky threw her leg over Quentin’s thigh. “I’m ready for round two right now.”
“Girl, I done told you I’m not twenty-six anymore; now stop being fast. Slide a little closer and let daddy hold you.”
Ricky smiled and did as she was told, snuggling her butt right into his midsection; as always, it was a perfect fit.
Quentin ran the tip of his tongue up the back of her neck softly. “Ricky.”
“Yes, baby,” she answered with her eyes closed, enjoying the feeling on her neck tremendously.
“Was any truth to that shit you said this morning?”
“What shit, honey?”
“About fucking another nigga when I couldn’t be there for you back in the day.”
“No, Quentin, there was no truth to any of that. I just said that to piss you off’ cause your little slick-mouth comment ’bout getting someone else to take care of your dick hurt me.”
“I hate I said that. I’m sorry.” He gave her a little squeeze. “So, since we’ve been together, way before we got married, you’ve never been with another man?”
Slightly irritated, Ricky looked over her shoulder. “Quentin, like I’ve told you before, I’ve never cheated on you. Not while we were dating, not while we were engaged, and I’m definitely not going to forsake my vows.”
“I’m glad. Man, the thought of another man just touching you—”
“Why don’t you just focus on you touching me, and stop worrying about what has never and will never happen.” Ricky turned to face him. Before he could say another word she slipped her tongue into his mouth, wrapped her small hand around his shaft and began stroking him until he was fully erect. “Hmm, turn over, girl.”
Ricky turned over on her side.
“Not like that. Lay on your stomach; put that ass in the air,” he demanded.
Ricky loved it when he took charge. “Like this?” She asked looking back at Quentin with her chest flat to the mattress and plump ass high in the air.
“No, like this,” He pulled her up by the shoulders, pinning her body against the headboard, and entered her. Quentin began pumping her at a nice rhythmic pace, almost like a slow wind. Although it felt very good, Ricky wanted it a little rougher. Ricky gripped the headboard tightly and poked her booty out firmly. “Ooh,” she moaned. “Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard.”
Quentin picked up his pace and began thrusting his dick into her. “That’s how you want it?”
“Yes, baby, yes. Fuck me just like that.”
He gripped her hips tighter and continued giving it to her roughly. “I love you, Ricky.” he said, biting down on her neck, sucking