'Til Death by Dante Tori Page B

him.              "I’m not making excuses for her. I’m just trying to explain it from her point of view," I said. Boan rubbed his waves and shook his head.
                  "Lo is my sister though. How long was she planning on keeping all of this a secret from me?"
                  "I don’t know. You and your mother have to talk."
                  "I don’t want to talk to her."
                  "You have to eventually, Boan," I said. He lifted the covers up, hinting for me to get into bed with him. I got up and crawled next to him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. My back was facing him.
                  "The only person I want to be around is you, Ciara," Boan whispered in my ear.
                  His lips brushed my neck lightly causing a shiver to go down my spine, "You only saying that because you want to have sex."
                  "No, you gone give me that anyway. I’m saying that because I love you." Boan grabbed me tighter, and I didn’t say anything. He took his other hand and moved my hair off of my neck, placing soft gentle kisses on the back of it and along my shoulders. I was trying my best to hold in a moan, but my body was drawing near him on its own, begging for more. His hand crept up my tank-top and stopped right below my breast. His other hand went into my boy shorts.
                  "I’ve loved you since I first saw you," Boan whispered to me, still kissing my neck. I felt him getting hard behind me. I tried to turn around and face him, but he kept me in place. His finger grazed my clit, and I jumped.
                  "What you jumping for?" Boan asked, but I didn’t reply. He inserted his finger into me and I couldn't hold my moan back anymore. I was dripping wet. His other hand grabbed my breast, stimulating my nipples as I felt my orgasm building. I was trying not to moan, but the sensation was feeling amazing.
                  "How does that feel?"
    Boan's voice was gruff in my ear and he knew I couldn’t answer him because I was on the verge of gratification. I came all on his fingers. Boan removed his hand and put them in his mouth, then turned me on my back and undressed me. I pulled him closer to me and kissed my juices off his soft lips.
                  "I’m tired of fighting this. I’m tired of fighting us .” Boan admitted, while entering me slowly. His ten inches opened me up and I clenched his arm while sighing into his muscular chest.
                  "Ciara?" Boan whispered in my ear.
                  "Mhmmm," I moaned.
    His strokes were slow and steady. "Do you want this? Do you want us ?" Boan asked me. His pace began to quicken. My breathing pattern changed. I was trying to hold back my orgasm to prolong it but it was nearing fast. I felt it in my toes. My stomach started to clench. "Yesss . . ." I moaned.
                  "No more secrets." Boan enforced.
    I moaned into his neck. I couldn’t hold back. I released my orgasm. Boan pulled out, kissing me slow and gently rubbing his penis against my clitoris causing me to have another quick orgasm. He trailed kisses down my neck, took my nipples into his mouth, his fingers once again finding his favorite playground. His fingers began to play my favorite tune, and had me singing in no time. He trailed light feather-kisses down my stomach, and took my belly ring in his mouth. I felt him blow on my valley, and I shuddered.
                  "Wait, Boan . . . I’m sensitive."
    He licked my inner thighs and made his way head-first into me. I felt his tongue flick my pearl, and I tried not to squirm but I couldn't take it and tried to move away, but Boan gripped me and pulled me closer. Boan gave the best head I’d ever received. Boan was the best in everything. He was the epitome of perfection in my eyes, especially in the