Free Baby Don't Scream by Roanna M. Phillips Page A

shadow then start to scream.
Immediately she started to struggle against his hold and a knee
connecting with his stomach.
    “Hey it’s me Darius.” He said with a grunt of
pain.
    She went still with relief under him but punched him
hard when he started to get up.
    “What the hell? What are you doing here? You didn’t
say you were coming over.” She pulled at the sheets and tried to
cover herself but he was sitting on them.
    He got up and let her cover up. “I was going home
from the party but thought it would be easier to spend the night
here rather than go all the way to my place. I thought you would be
asleep so I didn’t bother to call. Your amazing display caught my
attention on the way in.”
    She pulled the sheets higher and he laughed.
    “You can really lose the sheet. I saw pretty much
everything except your lush butt cheeks and your slick pussy. Show
me,” he said with a teasing smile.
    She threw a pillow at him and he caught it. “I don’t
believe you just stood there watching. You are such a perv.”
    He threw the pillow back on the bed and lay down next
to her.
    “I’m not a pervert. I was a man captivated, who
simply had to appreciate your amazingly sexy body while you
indulged in the pursuit of pleasure. Watching you cum is always
truly stunning. Show me some more.”
    Leila looked at Darius and tried to retain her stern
demeanor but just seeing him made her insides flutter. Tall and
broad shouldered, he stood out in a crowd and to top that off, he
had her favorite attribute, a firm, chiseled, just-out-there, butt.
The thought of clutching each cheek while he slid deep into her
slick depths was enough to make her want to purr in delight.
    “You talk a lot of crap you know,” She said, trying
to distance herself from the need clamoring through her body.
    “And that is why you like me so much. Turn over for
me and slid those lovely legs open.
    She couldn’t help it, the shiver that raced over her
body from just the sound of his voice. Deep and sensual, it always
touched her in a place only he had access to.
    She smiled up at him, feeling her body tingle in
anticipation. She wanted this. “Are you going to make it worth my
while?”
    He wiggled his eyebrows at her and she tried not to
laugh. “May be I will, you never know, but I want to see everything
I missed.”
    She gasped at his words while his hand settled onto
her stomach. “I’m not sure if I should, you always get me into
trouble with my landlord.”
    “I’ll be good. I’ll stand by the end of the bed and
watch. If you are naughty and turn over and let me see those lovely
cheeks and that juicy slit, then I’ll go right to sleep.”
    She looked at him and tried not to shiver from the
decadent thoughts his words created her mind. The vivid images made
her want to be naughty and being naughty made her horny. It sounded
so easy.
    “Promise you won’t get me into trouble?”
    He hooked his finger into the sheet, pulling it
slowly from her body before dropping it at the end of the bed and
sitting there.
    “It’s all up to you if we get into trouble or not.
All you have to do is to not be so loud.”
    “And whose fault is that?”
    Their eyes played the, I think I know what you want
game for several moments. His clearly saying, ‘I know what you want
but will not ask for.’ Her eyes, with sparks of mischief replying,
‘you think you know what I want, but you are wrong’.
    “I’ll show you for ten seconds but then you have to
go to sleep,” she whispered.
    She looked at him and instantly the pleasure of their
past encounters filled her mind. Being with Darius was the most
all-consuming experience she ever had in life and she wanted it
again.
    He sat back against the bedpost.
    “I’ll sleep if you want me to, but only after you’ve
shown me everything.”
    She watched his eyes flicking over the naked curves
he had uncovered, taking in every inch of her body like his eyes
were feasting. Her ever instinct said tonight was going