Free Every Thug Needs A Lady (Thugs) by Wahida Clark

you feel so good,” he moaned. He held it in deep while she gyrated her hips, riding his dick until her legs went to shaking. She was calling his name over and over as she collapsed on the seat.
    Just then a car came around. Trae waited for it to pass by be-fore pulling Tash up. He told her how good she felt and sucked on her lips and tongue until she became excited again.
    “Turn around,” he told her. “I ain’t through.” He leaned her over and entered her from the back, lifting her up with each stroke. Tash’s legs were so weak he had to hold her up. Her en-tire body was trembling. He reached around to play with her clit while grinding even harder.
    Her legs went to shaking extra hard as she came. Then when Trae started cumming hard and long he collapsed on top of her.
    “God, that felt so good,” Tasha moaned.
    “I can’t wait to be able to wake up every morning and hit this,” he whispered into her ear.
    “Is that your plan?”
    “Yes, it is,” he said, easing up off of her and fixing his clothes. He helped Tash up and out of the car, straightening her dress for her.
    “We really did mess the dress up this time, baby,” he said as he opened the back door, got his jacket and put it on her. She smiled as she wiped around his mouth, telling him how good he handled his business. He closed both doors and headed for the building. They kissed during the entire elevator ride.
    As soon as they got into his apartment, Tash kicked off her shoes. “Trae baby, I gotta take this dress off. I need something to throw on and I need to take a quick shower.”
    He hollered from the pantry, “Look in the tall dresser and get a pair of sweats or shorts and a T-shirt.”
    When he came in the bedroom to see if she found something to put on, she was pulling her dress over her head, revealing that beautiful, brown, naked body.
    “Oh, shit!” Trae said, grabbing his dick. “Damn baby, do you realize this is the first time I’m seeing you naked?”
    “No.”
    “Well it is!” She noticed that he had a rag and a bottle in his hand. “What are you doing?”
    He dropped the rag and bottle of leather cleaner on the floor and went over to her. “I was gonna clean out the car until I saw you standing in my bedroom naked. Come here.” She walked over to him, and he laid her down on the bed. “You came all over my seats,” he said, kissing her on the stomach.
    “Where was I supposed to cum Trae?”
    “Anywhere you want to Tasha. It’s all about you. And don’t ever forget that. You can come on my seats, my face, any fuckin’ where you want, ma.”
    He was now kissing her thighs. “Trae baby, I thought you was supposed to be somewhere in an hour or two?” He ignored her as he fingered her and licked her clit.
    “Baby, that feels good,” she moaned, gyrating her hips and arching her back. Shortly after, she was cumming again. Trae took off his clothes, climbed between her thighs, and penetrated her, grinding slowly.
    “Baby, I can’t believe how good you feel. Can you cum for me one more time? One more time, baby, cum for daddy.” Her legs started shaking, she started hollering, and they both climaxed again.
     
     
     

Chapter 4
    “Ladies, it is 12:15 a.m. Why are y’all callin’ me so late?” Roz asked. She was on three-way with Jaz, Angel, and Kyra.
    “You got company?” That was smart-ass Jaz.
    “No!”
    “Well, talk to us, then,” Kyra said. “We’re being nosy. We heard that our girl is in love. Plus, Jaz said you let that nigga Trae hit it. Did you?”
    Roz started laughing. “How do you know, Miss Jaz? Did I tell you that?”
    “Stop playing Miss Tasha. You stayed out two nights in a row until dawn. I know y’all wasn’t holding hands,” Jaz said. “So tell us. How was he? Did he lay it down, or what?”
    “Umm, most definitely!” Roz said, smiling and squeezing her pillow. “He made me lose any feelings I had left for Nikayah. And I don’t even feel guilty.”
    “That’s what I’m