I'm playing with fire. I shouldn't be like this with Rico, but I want to. I've never done this to
him, but tonight I'm taking chances. I may be tipsy, but I'm not drunk. I'm fully aware of what
I'm doing, but I rather him think otherwise. Rico is my high school best friend. I'd always had
a crush on him, but never him with me. He always chose my friends over me. So when he confessed
on my 18th birthday how much he cared for me, I vowed to make him pay for what he did to me
and how he made me feel. I had put him in the friend zone as punishment, punishment for making
me feel unwanted and undeserving of his attention. But now, I'm thinking I've gone too far. He's
slipping away and no longer holding on to the crumbs of kisses I leave with him. Tonight,
when he told me he had company over, my mind couldn't get over it. He never brings a girl over.
Whenever he has a female friend, it's either at her place or nothing at all.
Maybe he's moved on. Maybe he's given up on me. I can't allow that to happen. I know it's selfish,
but I don't want to lose Rico. I love him. I've always loved him. And tonight, after I thought
everything had been good with us, I somehow upset him. He's a fragile being when it comes to me,
and I like that about him. He lives to protect me, to keep me safe, wanted. He's the only one I have
that actually cares. He always comes to my rescue. The fallout between me and my boyfriend was a
long time coming. I've stopped having sex with him. I pick fights. I even do things to irk him.
Three months ago, I found out my boyfriend, Mason, was cheating on me. He didn't know that I knew
at the time, so I decided to make his life hell. We share rent, and I haven't come up with half my
money in the last two months. I'll be damned if I let him cheat and still contribute to anything
with him. I know I should have left the moment I found out, but I'm not like that. I'm all about
payback. I'm all about fucking you up until I'm content. But now it has blown back on me.
My boyfriend kicked me out in the middle of the night, because I couldn't come up with rent for
Monday. The icing on the cake was that he brought his whore home and told me she paid for it,
and it's their apartment now. This is partly my fault. That's why I don't want to get Rico
involved, but I'll have to tell him. Just not now. Now. I'm on a mission. I need to win Rico back,
and I know undressing for him is the wrong way to do this. But I'm desperate for him to want me
again. I've never done this. Throw myself at him, and it's a new low, but I can't let him go to
bed angry with me. Fuck Amani. He moans. Why would you do this to me? Because I mean what I say. I'm
serious this time, Rico. I I want you. Rico runs his palm down his face and sighs. You don't have to
throw yourself at me like that. You know what you mean to me. Tears begin settling in my eyes,
because I now feel stupid for doing this. This is an all time low. And I know that it has never
been like this between us. Rico approaches me, and I can't help but smile between the anger I'm
feeling with myself right now. He's ogling my breasts like a hungry monkey. You have no idea
what you're doing to me undressing like this, Imani. He rasps. Rico stands in front of me,
but he doesn't reach out or touch me. He's the kind of guy to wait for permission.
I want you. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for putting you through this.
He shakes his head. You're just saying that. I reach for his hand. His body is tense, stiff,
but he lets me hold him and guide him to my chest. His palm covers my breast, and he lets out a breath.
Don't do this, Imani. Please don't tease me like this.
I reach for his other hand, setting it on my other breast.
It's not a tease, Rico. I say softly. His voice is torn.
If we go here, if we do this, there's no going back. I'm serious.
I nod.
I'm fucking serious.
Yes. I nod again. Rico's palms squeeze my breasts, making me let out a short breath of air.
He grips me tight, his thumbs circling my nipples.
There's no going back. He warns again.
None, I say. Rico lunges forward, covering my mouth with his. He's so rough and needy,
like he's been wanting this like forever. His mouth moves from my tongue to my chin,
my cheeks, my neck. It's like he wants to taste me, ravish me. Only when his hot mouth covers
one of my breasts and sucks me like a fucking suction cup, do I realize this is real. This is
fucking real. Rico lifts me off the floor and carries me to the pullout bed. He doesn't wait.
He yanks off my pajama pants and panties and runs his palms up my legs.
You're so fucking beautiful. So fucking perfect.
He kisses my knees and runs his tongue up my thighs, biting into my skin like I'm some delicacy
to enjoy. Rico is much bigger than I am. Six feet of caramel skin and so many wicked tattoos I can't
even count. He's the guy every girl wants and can't have. He's the guy that I want and can have.
He crawls over me, hovering over my naked body. He peers down at me, taking a mental picture to
save for later. He's still clothed in a white t-shirt and black joggers, but his hard on is
as clear as the fucking sky on a sunny day. Are you liking what you're seeing? I say in a low tone.
Love. He rasts. Rico runs his knuckles down my cheek.
You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this moment. I smile. I, I kind of had an idea.
Wicked girl. I grin up at his handsome face. Then what are you waiting for?
His eyes are dark with lust as he stares at me. I want to love you right, Imani. I want to take my time.
I want to take my time, but I don't have time. My body is aching for him,
aching to be filled with his magnificent cock. And I know, I know how good his cock is.
I've heard countless stories of the infamous Rico's dick. And now it is mine, fully mine.
I'm so wet right now, I can fill a fucking cup. But he isn't budging. He lowers onto me,
snuggling his face into my neck. God, you smell so good. He moans. He tastes my skin, kissing on my
shoulder. He trails his lips across my chest and begins feeding off my breasts. I don't know how
he does it, but it's so fucking erotic. I can come from just having him suck me off. Rico
isn't one to hold back. He'll go full on with me and never stop unless I want to. He switches to
my other breast, playing with my nipples with his tongue. God, it feels so good. He's in his own
world on a mission to devour every part of me. I reach for him, cupping his face.
There's something in his eyes. They are wet. Is, is he crying? Rico, I whisper.
I love you, Imani. I fucking love you. I pull him toward me and kiss him. This time we take our time.
This time we taste each other. He's holding me tight, yet gently, his fingers caressing my skin.
But he breaks the connection between us and tugs his t-shirt over his head. I gasp. Right across
his chest over his heart is my name written in block letters. Imani X Rico. Now I know there's
no going back. Now I know he means what he says. I raise up and push him down on the bed, helping
him with his pants and boxers. His sweet dick springs free. Kiss me. He rasps. And I do. I lower
my head and give him my lips. He takes my tongue, caressing it with his… condoms. I whisper.
I can do this foreplay thing all night with him, but I haven't had a guy inside me for months.
Rico is teasing me badly, and I need him inside of me this instant. Fuck the foreplay. For now,
I need him to fuck my brains out. As if it pains him to break free from my lips, Rico groans and
rises from the bed. He runs to the bedroom and returns with four packets. I laugh.
It's going to be a long night, Mrs. Denver. He teases. Another burst of laughter escapes me.
What? Did he just call me by his surname? Rico winks at me. Well, fuck me.
It's that serious, huh? Very.
He rips the packet and slides the condom onto his penis.
I do, as he says. Rico slowly mounts the bed, hovering over me with his huge frame. The
taut muscles across his chest flex as he holds himself up over me. Then he lowers, kissing my
neck and cheeks. He dips his tongue in my mouth and then slowly enters me like I'm as fragile as
a flower. Rico lets out a soft moan as he fills me with his length. This is heaven. Lust consumes
me like fire with wood. I clutch onto him, sinking my fingers into his back. Ah, I cry out.
He's big. He's so fucking big. My pussy doesn't even have the space to clench around him. Fuck.
Rico begins moving inside me, his rhythm slow and unforgiving, so slow and so fucking good
that I can feel the tension building between my thighs. He's hitting all the right places,
making me squeeze my thighs around him. If it continues like this, I'm going to come before
I can fucking moan his name out loud. Rico breaks our kiss again and goes for my breasts.
It's like he's obsessed, like a newborn baby. My head thrashes against the blankets as he
increases his pace, flooding me with so many maddening desires. Fuck. I grunt. He lifts off of me,
releasing my breasts. My nipples are so swollen, so goddamn sensitive right now, I can't feel a damn
thing. He sits up between my legs and plunges into me hard, fast, like an unstoppable machine.
His breaths are heavy. Rico presses onto my stomach, wickedly slapping his dick into me.
I'm squeezing the sheets. He's so good, so raw, so fucking beastly.
Rico, I gasp. My pussy is quivering. I'm on the edge. Shit. I clench around him as a rush of
wetness explodes inside me, sending me into a frenzy. I growl out loud. Damn it, Rico.
Rico pulls out of me as I tense up. He rips the condom off and slaps me on my pussy.
He breathes. Fuck. He strokes his shaft, aiming it at my stomach. At this point,
I'm his doll. He can do whatever the fuck he wants with me, with his semen.
Suck me. He commands. I lift up and he stuffs his dick in my mouth. I suck him off. I'm sucking
so hard I want to summon the cum myself. Rico's hips jerk. I hold onto his hips and press him
into my mouth. Shit, Imani. He moans. I'm coming. He palms my pussy, dipping his fingers in and out
of me. You're still so fucking wet. Rico pants out loud. I'm gonna- He pulls out from my mouth
and comes on my face, bathing me with his sweet seed. I moan, licking my lips. He rubs his dick
on my cheeks and dips back into my mouth. I won't stop. I won't stop feasting off his dick until
he wants me to stop. He finally pulls out, his dick semi-hard and eyes me. He palms my cheek,
smearing his semen with his thumb. His voice is heady.
Marry me. Fucking marry me, Imani. I nod. I'm not sure if he's serious or just saying this out of
lust, but I nod. Whether his words are true or not, I'll do it. I'll marry him. Rico is rare.
Rico is one of a kind. Finding someone like him is like trying to recreate a next Mona Lisa painting.
I don't want to wait. I don't want to see if the next guy that comes along is better. I want him.
I want Rico. And if I can't have him, I'll be damned if someone else can.