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CHAPTER NINETY.
“Baby.” Jamal called once he stepped into the bedroom and didn’t find Adele in it. He closed the door behind and walked over to the bathroom to look for her and there she was, trying to run the bath to prolly take her bath.
“Baby.” He called again and she turned to look at him. The stern look she had in her eyes a while ago was gone and all he saw was her beautiful ocean blue eyes that were sparkling.
“Hmmm” she answered and Jamal walked over to where she was standing.
“I didn’t do all those things for myself. I did it for you and I and even though things turned out to be pretty rough, all I wanted was the best for you, for us. Because I was in love with you. I still am.”
“You always get everything you want, don’t you?” She asked with a blank look.
“I always want very few things, Adele, that’s why I do all I can to get them. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay.”
Her response shocked him.
“Really?” He asked in surprise and she nodded with a smile.
“I mean, it has happened and you were sincere enough to tell me when I asked. I still feel cheated and controlled, but it’s fine. I mean it, it’s okay.”
“Thank you very much, love. Thank you.”
“Just don’t do it again, please. You can tell me anything henceforth.”
“I promise to do just that.”
“Cool then.”
“You want to take a bath?” He asked with a smile.
“Yeah.”
“Mind if I join you” Adele shook her head and he bit his lips hard.
She suddenly steps into the empty bathtub and I look at her, surprised because she still has her clothes on.
“I know what you want Jamal, so come and get it.” She invited him.
Jamal’s cock twitched in his trousers as he took calm, calculated steps over to the bathtub to meet her.
When he was close, he stopped by her side and lifted the hem of her shirt, pausing just for a moment to give her time to stop him, but she just stared at the floor as he finally lifted it over her head.
Adele could hear his intake of breath as the cool air hit
her breasts and my shirt fell to the floor.
Jamal’s eyes burned her skin as he stared at her and she could barely breathe.
Yes.
The silvery feeling between her legs grew heavier, and she rubbed her thighs together. Slowly, Jamal smoothed her hair, parting it on the back, and she just sat there as he braided it.
Her nipples hardened to points as he braided one side and then the other. He wrapped one of the rubber bands
from the drawer around the final tail and played flipping up her braids and she could help but giggle.
“What are you doing?” She asked in surprise.
“You are cute like this.” He told her. “Don’t you think?” He asked and Adele just shook her head.
She had never liked pigtails since she was a little girl.
The tails tickled her skin, and she looked up in time to see Jamal wet his thumb and then rub circles on her left nipple, toying with the sharp, little point.
She groaned, crossing her legs against the burn.
“I’m gonna pee my pants.” She cried in pleasure.
“Then the pants have to go,” he replied calmly.
Adele closed her eyes for a moment. She wasn’t sure if
she really had to go to the bathroom or she was just nervous.
He lowered to one knee and looked up at her as he pulled her shorts down. She stepped out of them.
Jamal reached up again, taking her light blue silk panties and pulling them down her legs, my body bare for him.
He went ahead to pour water into the tub and then rose to his feet. Adele’s pulse raced and it felt like he was going to pounce any second.
Water sloshed at her ankles, Jamal stopped in front of her, running a finger down her torso and stopping just
below her panty line. She shivered.
He walked away from her and soon returned with a hot cloth which he squeezed while smirking at her.
“Do you mind this, Baby!”
Adele shook her head, her eyes rolling into the back of my head. He ran the hot cloth down her back and back up to her shoulders.
It felt so good.
“What would you do without me?” Jamal leaned into her ear, whispering.
She leaned her head back against him, closing her eyes.
Jamal took her leg, bringing her foot up to rest on his knee as he washed her. Running the cloth up her thigh, he dipped inside, close but not there, and she moaned.
“That’s it.” Jamal bit her ear. “Good girl.”
Giving her the cloth, he used his hands and soaped both her breasts, massaging them in circles. A pool of heat settled between Adele’s legs and she wanted more. She wanted his hands everywhere.
Jamal took her hand with the cloth and pushed it down low.
“Clean your pussy.” He instructed.
Adele bit her bottom lip, but followed the directions.
Using the cloth, she slipped between her legs and squeezed it for more soap, washing herself.
Jamal brought up her other leg, bathing her but his eyes were on her hand, watching her soap up her bare pussy.
“Get it wet again?” She asked him, holding out the cloth.
He dipped it into the water and handed it back to her, his chest rising and falling hard as he watched her wash herself and water dripped down my legs.
His hard eyes did not blink, and a groan escaped him. Adele looked down, seeing his cock straining against his jeans.
“Is it clean?” He asked as he lowered his head down and dived in, his hot tongue licking the length of her slit to check.
Adele shuddered.
“Fuck.” She moaned loudly as she grabbed Jamal’s head, keeping him there. He licked and sucked hard, totally taking her breath, making it impossible to breathe.
His mouth worked its way inside, and she threaded her fingers through his hair as he licked and sucked her clit.
Jamal soon rose to his feet again to meet her gaze. He brought his face close to hers and their noses touched. He opened his mouth like he’s going to say something, but then he just kissed her forehead.
Flutters went off in her stomach. She loved it when he did that.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and her to bed.
“Jamal.” She whispered in his ear, trailing kisses down from his temple to his jaw to his neck.
He exhaled and lifted her up higher, gripping his ass as they reached the bedroom. Jamal placed her at the edge of the bed and looked down at her with a corny smile.
The backs of her knees hit the bed, and she fell to her ass, hitting the sheets.
Crawling back, she moved over the bed on my hands and knees, watching him come for her.
“I took care of you,” Jamal said, quivering with a smile as he rubbed himself through his jeans. “Now, take care of me.” He said, getting on the bed to meet her.
He grabbed her ankle, pulling her thighs apart and when she was exposed enough, he sank two fingers inside her, and she gasped as they slipped in easily. She was very wet.
Jamal’s lips found hers, and he kissed her as he pumped his fingers slowly.
“Wider, baby,” he begged.
Adele spread both thighs wider as his tongue moved in her mouth and then moved to her breasts, sucking and biting her nipple.
He filled her with his fingers, but she wanted him deeper. She was craving more, his body, his muscles, she wanted it all fucking her.
“Don’t stop.” She groaned. He felt good.
But more. She needed more.
She took his face, bringing his mouth to hers, and he kept fingering her as his mouth moved over hers, teasing her down to her belly.
He sank into her neck, kissing behind her ear and he suddenly stood up and dropped his pants, his belt hitting the floor. He paused for a moment, staring down at Adele, and her pussy wants his fingers back.
Or something.
Something bigger.
She dropped her eyes, seeing his cock sticking straight out like a steel rod, and she shot up, the ribbon still in her hair dangling over her temple.
She opened her mouth, wanting to taste him, but he pushed her back down, coming down on top of her, and pulling the sheet over her.
His dick nudged her pussy, and she ground into it, so fucking ready to have him inside her.
“Adele, stop that.” He bared his teeth, frustrated.
She kissed his jaw a million times, wrapping her arms around him and then dragging his bottom lip out between his teeth.
He fitted his cock at her entrance, rose up to look down at her and grabbed her hip, thrusting himself inside.
She stretched, tight around his cock, and squeezed
her eyes shut as he hit her spot deep. She whimpered.
“Jesus Christ,” he groaned, his face twisted in pain. He breathed hard and fast as he pulled out and thrust back in.
“You are still so damn tight! Jesus.”
Adele held his hips, dragging her nails over his skin as she spread her thighs wider.
“You feel so good,” She said quietly. “Don’t stop, Jamal.”
He smiled and came down, squeezing a breast as he started to pump his hips, faster and harder.
“You keep talking, and I’ll come too soon.” He said to her, amusement in his voice.
Adele seeked his lips and took them with hers, kissing him slow and deep as they fucked in their matrimonial bed. Sliding out, he thrust quickly back inside her, and she squeezed his hips, guiding him and rolling her hips into him to meet each move.
She moaned as they kissed, the world around her was spinning. His hand moved over her body, touching her everywhere, and his mouth grazed my
forehead.
“Such a good girl, Adele,” he whispered as
his lips dipped to suck on her nipples next. She held his head to her, his words making her want to smile. He knew she was not a good girl.
She was a bad one. His bad girl.
She moaned, arching her back for his mouth and how good his dick felt.
He came back up, thrusting harder and her pussy clenching around him as her orgasm crested.
“I’m so fucking lucky,” he gasped, kissing her nose and lips. “Such a sweet little cunt.” Adele moaned, both of them moving in sync as their pace quickened and she started to come.
Her body stilled, but Jamal kept going, barely noticing.
Her pussy contracted, she didn’t blink, and her body tensed, every muscle tightening as she came.
She cried out, looking at Jamal as she shuddered and
shook, struggling for breath. The orgasm rocks through her as Jamal fucked her, and her pussy warmed as she grew wetter.
That was one hell of make-up sex.