Chapter 37
Angie POV
How could he have uttered such words at this moment?
“Turned to the left.” He said, and the car drove to the left just as he had ordered.
The truck drove past us while he pulled over, smooching my breast with his rough hands, his lips swallowing my lips. My hands unbuckled his belt. Somehow, his kiss managed to turn me on. His tongue was rough and scratchy and when it survey the wall within my mouth, I felt pines piercing through them.
Oh my gosh! I moaned inwardly, he has a big cock and I’m going to tell him to dive through me. His hands keep walking carelessly around my v area, he was rubbing against my clit.
I moaned inside his lips. He pulled out his tongue slowly from mine then pulled in caressing the upper of my mouth. He has a long tongue because it was driving down to my throat and then he pulled out again. Bringing his hands closer to my lower region, he tore off my pant with his fingers slipping through my wet cunt inside, I gasped, exhaling some air out of my lungs with my trembling hands clutching to his back.
“I’m going to give it to you here.”He said fastly.
“What?”I asked in a shaky voice. He took my hands, placed them against his cock, he winked at me.
Gosh! the dude was black and handsome. I must confess that I haven’t found someone like him before now. He has these lips which were damn hot and attractive. They were tempting and alluring in other words.
**
A few seconds passed, and he was thrusting in and out of me with his mouth digging through my neck. He had my back leaned against the car door while he was in between my legs. My legs were widely pried apart.
He never showed me mercy!
He almost destroys my pussy.
He demanded that I call him a naughty name. He was pounding me roughly like a bulldog while I was yelling, “idiot!”
“Mad fellow!”
I was saying all kinds of naughty words. Even though he was rough, I think I love it that way because I get to have a taste of a black cock. The black cock is one of the best cock in the history of mankind. Black man tends to want makes you keep them forever, because of the way they will be handled, you will never forget In your life.
“Now,”He paused with a fiery look, I was panting heavily while he was covered in sweats. “What do you have to say you daddy?”He gawked with his glued at me.
“Thank you for pounding me roughly.” I appreciated.
“Ouch..” I yelped painfully as he closes my thighs together. It really do hurt me, I felt to cry at that moment but what did he do when I had look at him? He flashed me a dirty, deadly, intentional, and flirtatious smile. Which implies, he had done it on purpose.
“Do you still need some round?”I nodded my head negatively. His cock is too huge.
My hands were rubbing against my cunt because they hurt badly. I had the instinct that I had a tear when he had pulled inside of me with great force. He was assuring me those times, that it wouldn’t hurt. I felt so stupid remembering how he had sex with me…
“Now, get the fuck out bitch!”He snarled like a hungry lion.
I tried to ignore his words by placing my palms on his shoulder but he slapped them off with his deadly glance getting through my skin.
“You’re going to get the hell out of my car or do you prefer being stabbed numerous times?”He asked me.
Somehow, I knew he meant those words. I had heard about how black men in New York do get away with their crimes. I know Robert and the rest of the crew will find me but that will take a lot of time and if only I have seen with this bastard. I yanked the doorknob open, whirling to stare at him the last time before walking off.
He spat at me. “Your pussy tends to be leaking and stinking. You got to solve those issues. Your scream couldn’t make me enjoy you bitch!”He drove off before I could even open my mouth to talk back at him.
“Nonsense!”I cursed.
The pain emanating from my cunt were unbearable for me. My legs start to wobble, I felt the urge to be home at the moment, sitting in a hot bathtub, allowing the steaming from the water to penetrate through my cunt.
**
On getting to my apartment. The whole environment was silent. I stopped at my pace when I was a few meters away from my door. I turned around to see if anyone was actually behind me, but there was no one in particular in sight. I grabbed the doorknob, pushing it open as I already probed the key.
My eyes flew in surprise and disbelief, the moment I switched on the light. What exactly was happening?
This was not how, I had arranged the sitting room. Why do it look like someone had inside of my room? Maybe, it Robert…
You know, he was the only one who I had met inside of my room when I had actually locked the door. I moved to the kitchen, first to boil some waters which I’ll be needing to use in treating my injure cunt.
I’ll go to my bedroom later. At the thought of my bedroom, I heard some rumbling sounds emànating from my room but I was too weak or tired to go check on what’s happening.
Well, I had the heater filled with water and the cable being connected to the socket. After five minutes of standing, the boiled water was ready.
I was ready to take my bath, I had slipped out of my dress trouser, just for me to take off my top when I heard sounds of footsteps trying to walk out of my bedroom. I froze trying to listen if actually I wasn’t imagining things.