At Last by Bianca L. Eugene

called him “DeeDee” since way back.  I only called him that when I was ready for him to give me the business.
    “Anything you want Mama,” He said while palming my backside. When all was said and done, I’d left the ball with my Prince Charming.
     
                  Chapter Eight
     
     
    Here we were standing facing one another. The room was completely dark except for the flicker of the candles he lit once we arrived back at the hotel. We’d nearly ripped off each other’s clothes upon entering the room. His hands roamed up and down my body, teasing every inch of it as I did the same.  I’d almost forgotten how good his body felt up against mine.
                  Riding back in the limo, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.  As soon as we got inside he pulled out my breasts and sucked on them gently.  Sliding his hand up my dress, he pushed my moist thong to the side and plugged two fingers inside my love canal.  I was creaming all over the place. The divider was up, but I knew the limo driver could hear me moaning. I didn’t care.  Durran was making me feel so good.
    I’d unzipped his pants and pulled out his long, thick pipe and stroked it gently with my hand.  We were like two teenagers who hadn’t made out in a grip. When we got out we looked like Angela Bassett and Laurence Fishburne in “What’s Love Got to Do with It ?” after the fight in the limo.
    My hair was all over the place and my dress was disheveled.  Durran’s pants were unzipped and the bottom half of his shirt was sticking out through his fly.
    Now we were in the privacy of the hotel room where there was no one around - just us. The only sound was our breathing and the flushing sound of the air conditioner.
    Leaning down he kissed me gently, slowly slipping his tongue into my waiting mouth.  While grabbing the back of my head, he kissed me with so much passion.  And I kissed him back with the same intensity.
    I instantly straddled his waist as he picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me down on the soft bed and stood gazing at me with his sexy bedroom eyes.
    “What’s wrong DeeDee?”
    “Nothing baby.   You just so beautiful.”
    Mounting me, we intertwined our hands as he slowly placed himself inside of me as deep as he could. We cried out at the same time as he pumped in and out. I clenched him within my walls intensifying the pleasure. Tears were streaming down my face and every one that fell, he sweetly wiped away.
    “Damn baby, it’s so good.”  He whispered in my ear as he continued to stroke deeply. Flipping me over and sliding back in, he grinded slow and hard.
    “Who you love?”   He asked slapping me on my backside.
    “You…” I replied in a daze. I could barely get it out approaching a climax.
    “That’s right.” He said as he slapped me again with even more ferocity. I tried to throw it back, but he pushed me back down on the bed.
    “Nah, I got this.”  He said stroking even harder and faster. I cried out blissfully as my first orgasm hit, “That’s right baby, cum for me.”
    And I did.  As I reached ecstasy, I came all over the place. I came hard as hell as I clinched the sheets moaning.
    “You gone have my baby?”   He asked, hitting it relentlessly.
    What? Even though he was giving me the business, I was still coherent.
    “Oh, you must not have heard me.” He asked while taking his right hand wrapping it around my neck.  Not super tight, but tight enough to get my attention. I can’t lie, it turned me on.
    “Yes…” I said softly about to climax again while biting my bottom lip.
    “Yes what?” He said as his rhythm changed. I knew he was about to explode, but I didn’t care. I had long gotten mine.
    “Yes, I’m gonna have your baby!”
    “Yeah that’s right, now cum for me.” He demanded.
    And that’s exactly what I did as he reached his pinnacle and collapsed on top of me.  We were both sticky with sweat and our juices. I moved