She moved and I watched every second of it. The way her head dropped back slightly before she caught herself. The way the amber light caught the sheen on her skin. I reached up and traced my thumb along her jaw, tilting her face toward mine so she couldn’t look away.
“You know how pretty you are right now?” I said, my voice low. “Don’t look away from me.”
She made a sound that wasn’t quite an answer but told me everything I needed to know. I kept talking, kept my eyes on hers, kept my hands on her face until she stopped trying to look away and just let me see her.
Then my phone buzzed on the nightstand, loud and insistent in the quiet of the room.
Nique glanced over, her eyes landing on the caller ID. She didn't stop moving, her hips still grinding against mine, but a smirk played on her lips. "It’s your baby mama," she whispered.
"Let it ring," I growled, my hands digging into her hips. "I’m busy."
"Answer it," Nique said, her pace slowing down into a torturous, deliberate grind.
"No."
Nique reached over, her hand steady as she grabbed the phone. She hit the green button, put it on speaker, and laid the device right on my bare chest while she continued to ride me slow.
"Hello?" I managed to mumble out, my jaw tight.
"You must be sleep," Amina’s voice echoed through the room, sounding out of place in our sanctuary.
I bit back a groan as Nique shifted her weight, the sensation almost enough to make my eyes roll back. "I was," I half way lied.
"You sound like you’re in pain, Dex."
I watched the way I was disappearing inside Nique, the sight of her taking all of me while her rival was on the line felt like sweet torture. "What’s up, Amina?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
"Can you bring me something to eat? I'm starving."
"They have room service," I reminded her.
"I can’t get up to open the door for him, remember? My ankle."
I knew she was using that as an excuse, but before I could reply, Nique started doing overtime. She arched her back, her internal muscles clenching around me so hard I nearly lost my mind. The silence in the room was filled with the wet rhythmic sound of her taking all of me, her body saying everything her mouth refused to.
"Let me call you back, Amina," I choked out.
"Dex? What are you doin—"
I didn’t let her finish. I reached down and ended the call, the silence rushing back in around us. Nique looked down at mewith a look that said she had been waiting for this exact moment. Then she stopped holding back entirely.
"Why you trying to make that girl mad?" I asked, a dark chuckle escaping me as I grabbed her ass and started meeting her strokes with everything I had.
Nique didn't miss a beat, her hips picking up a rhythm that was steady and demanding. "Fuck her," she breathed, her eyes locked onto mine with a challenge. "You just make sure you pull out this time."
I let out a laugh, my hands gripping her waist to keep her steady. "I ain't pull out earlier."
"I wasn’t going out earlier," she countered, her breath coming in short, hot puffs against my neck.
The reality of that hit me in the gut. I slowed down just enough to look her in the eye. "You on birth control?"
"No," she said, her voice dropping into a rasp. "I’ve been with a woman for the last few years, Dex. I didn’t need it."
I felt the heat flare up in my chest. "You might already be pregnant from earlier then, especially since I know you're ovulating."
Nique arched her back, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she rode me into the mattress. "Exactly why I’m grabbing a plan b tomorrow. So don't worry about it."
"So let me nut in this pussy again since you finna block my seed anyway," I growled, the pressure building until I was seeing stars.