“You good?” Miego asked before he leaned over her and kissed her stomach and then trailed kisses up her chest to her neck.
She released a soft moan and nodded, unable to speak. When she didn't answer, he hovered over her and let his eyes meet hers.
“Yamiah, are you good?”
“Yes.”
Just the thought alone of being able to finally enter Yami had Miego on edge. He played around with the idea of tasting her first, but he had been waiting for what felt like forever to have her so he would have to owe her on that one. Right now, he needed to be inside her, so he balanced his weight on one arm and grabbed a condom.
Once he ripped it open and got it on, he moved closer to her and slid one arm under her back and used the other to spread her legs apart. He then used his hand to guide himself to her opening. After positioning himself, he slowly pushed inside her and damn near lost it right then and there.
He didn't know if it was the anticipation or just that she felt that right to him, but Miego knew right away that it would be a struggle to keep control.
“Fuck, shorty, you wrong as hell for holding out on me,” Miego said just before he buried his face in her neck.
He could feel the tension in her body, so he took it easy on her, with slow, steady strokes. It was damn near killing him because he just wanted to dive in and go deep.
When he snapped out of his euphoric state and her hands gripped his arms, he lifted his head and looked own at her. Her face was balled up and she had her lip tucked between her teeth, but her eyes were open and she looked right at him. He kissed her on the forehead and then her lips.
“You want me to stop, shorty? You look like you’re about to cry,” he said with a grin
“Shut up, I’m fine,” she lied.
Yami felt like he was about to rip her body apart, but she was not about to let him know that. Seeing wasn't believing because laying eyes on what he had inside her did no justice for what she was currently feeling.
Miego chuckled. “No the fuck you’re not, but give it a minute and you’ll be alright.” He kissed her again before she could say anything else, and then focused on keeping his promise.
Miego handled Yami like a pro, making sure he hit every inch that he could reach inside her body. She accepted it and took it like a champ. It only took a minute for the pain to subside, and then she was all in. She matched his strokes, and the two moved together like they had been practicing for it all their lives. Just as Yami reached her boiling point, Miego did too. With his lips pressed against her shoulder, he held her tight, damn near crushing her body because all of his weight was on her until his body went rigid and he released.
Unable to move, Miego stayed put until he felt her trying to shove him off her, which made him roll over onto his side and pull her with him.
“Man, I’m not fucking with you on that.” Miego laughed and kissed the tip of her nose.
She frowned, trying to figure out what he meant. “Why?”
“Cause, I told you, you’re wrong as hell for holding out on me.”
Yami laughed and sat up. “I don't even know what to say to that.”
“I don't know why the fuck you laughing. I’m dead ass.” Miego sat up and then stood.
He looked over his shoulder at her on the opposite side of the bed before he shook his head and walked to the bathroom. When he returned, Yami was dressed again and about to leave his room, but he quickly put a stop to that.
“Nah, it don't work like that. I told you that you were working your way to this room. This is our shit now.” He nodded to the bed as he stepped back into his boxers.
“I can't do that, what about Ray?”
“What about her, you don't have to explain shit to her, she’s two. But I’ll wake your ass up early so you can go back to your room if that’s what you want, but tonight you're in here with me.”
Yami looked at the door and then back at him.
“The fuck you standing there like you gotta think about it for? I’m not playing, and the way your ass standing over there, I know good and damn well you not gon’ make it down the hall to your room. Your face all scrunched up and shit from just standing there.” He smiled at her with a wicked grin, knowing that he had just rearranged her insides.
Yami was pissed that he was mocking her, but she really couldn't say anything. He was right. Any movement she made had her struggling, and she seriously wondered if she would be able to handle him, but she kept it to herself. She was not about to admit defeat with Miego. He was too arrogant for that.
“Fine, but we’ll have to figure something out.”
“Yeah, whatever,” Miego said with a grin after she purposely ignored what he said about her current physical status.