You Needed Me A Love Story

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girl, Kimberlyn, you gotta promise to ride for me no matter what, aight? And I will do the same for you. You know what it is I do, and I need someone who can be by my side and not get scared and shit.”
    “I can, I’m strong,” I responded and he laughed.
    “Remember what you’re saying, shorty. I’m gonna hold you to it. You stuck with a nigga now, just so you know.”
    “Good.”
    He kissed me so hard our noses were pressing into one another. I felt his dick at my opening again, right before he slipped his arms under my thighs to push them back.
    “Stay calm, baby, so that we can both feel good,” he said before kissing my cheek, and then trailing it to my neck.
    “Ahh, ahh, uuuh,” I whimpered as he pushed into me. His strong arms were under my thighs, and his hands were pinning my arms down at my side so that I couldn’t move a muscle. He kept going into me, and I was wondering how much dick he had left. “Uuuh, aaah, Tarenz.”
    “Shit, yo,” he groaned as he began to move in and out of me. He pinned my arms down harder as he glided in and out. Seeing the pleasure in his face was remarkable. “Your pussy is so tight, I’m gonna be able to feel when you cum,” he whispered before biting my lips.
    Although it was super painful, it somehow felt good too. I knew I was gonna have another orgasm any minute now. He began sucking and biting my nipples again, before speeding up his thrusts a bit. I exploded so hard that I was sure I wet up his bed sheets. He removed his arms from under my thighs, and immediately pinned my hands behind my head. I locked my legs around his waist, and he went to town before calling out and cumming himself. He began kissing my sweaty neck, so I lifted his face and brought his lips to mine.
    “Am I yours?” I asked.
    “You’ve been mine.”
     
    ***
    I woke up the next morning, and rolled over to see that TQ was gone. An uneasy feeling immediately came over me as I scanned the bedroom. I blew out hot air, and then climbed out of the bed slowly. My vagina was in pain from him fucking me all night until 5am. I grabbed my duffle bag, and then went into the bathroom within his room so I could take a shower.
    I set all my stuff down on the sink area, closed the door, and then sat down on the toilet to pee while admiring the huge ass bathroom for the hundredth time. When I urinated it burned a little, and when I wiped, there was a little bit of blood there still. I flushed, washed my hands, and brushed my teeth before climbing into the shower.
    As soon as I stepped in, the warm water cascaded down my body, soothing my aching muscles. I was worried about where TQ had gone, and was hoping he hadn’t just been saying bullshit to me. I know we just met, but I felt something strong with him. I wasn’t that girl who fell in love easily either. It would be reason to stop the presses if I even liked someone, hence the reason I was twenty-one and still untouched. Anyway, if he did call himself playing me, we were gonna have a big ass problem.
    I finished washing my body, and then got out to wrap myself in a towel. Coming out of the room, I still didn’t see him, so I sighed heavily.
    “Ah!” I screamed when I felt someone grab me from behind. “TQ, what the fuck!”
    “You thought I ditched your little ass?” He started kissing on my neck and removing the towel from my body.
    “No,” I lied.
    “Right.” He pushed me down onto the chaise lounge so that I was on all fours. He then pressed my head down so that my ass was in the air, before removing his boxers.
    “TQ, be gentle, I’m still sore.”
    He paused and then sat down on the chaise. Yanking me into his lap gently, he placed my legs on the outside of his, and pressed my back against his chest. Lifting me just a little, he slowly brought me down onto his dick, making me wince in pain. He reached his hand around to play with my clit as he slowly bounced me in his lap, and despite my soreness, it felt bomb. I gripped the armrest

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