Your Man Chose Me Read Free Page B

hell. I didn’t want a nigga to feel sorry for me. I wanted a man to be with me because that’s what he wanted. I got into my car and pulled off.
    Days went by and I couldn’t get dude off my mind. There was something about his “in control” attitude that turned me on. I tried not to think about him but the urge was too much to resist. It was only Monday and I didn’t have to return to the club until Thursday. Ol’ stupid me didn’t even ask for his number.
    Thursday came so fast and I was eager to get on the dance floor and show my ass. If I was correct, I knew him and his boys would be rolling in around 12:00 a.m.; that had been their schedule for the last few months. I wasn’t sure what it was exactly, but him, his boys, and the boss had some kind of business affairs going on.
    â€œI Wanna Fuck You,” by Plies blasted through the speakers.
    The sound of Plies’s voice sent me into a frenzy. I wound, twerked, and flipped on that pole like my life depended on it. Niggas started screaming and throwing money at me, but they didn’t catch my attention. I turned around to face the crowd and that’s when I noticed him standing in front of me. I smiled as I continued dancing. It was in that moment that I realized I wanted to make him my man. As it turned out, that was my last night dancing at the club.
    He took me home and we fucked all night. Baby boy was definitely a freak. From sucking on my clit to licking my ass, he made love to my body and soul. I returned the favor and sucked his dick until his eyes started rolling into the back of his head. I made sure that I fucked him better than any other bitch ever could. I had that nigga screaming all kinds of shit that night. He was so loud that you would’ve thought he was the bitch.
    â€œDamn, B, you got some good-ass pussy,” he screamed.
    â€œJust relax and let me ride that dick,” I told him.
    In no time he busted in the condom. I slowly eased up off of him. I wanted to go longer, but I guessed he was tired. I wasn’t gonna complain. I knew the next time would be better.
    * * *
    At first, he was a little leery of fucking me without a condom. I guessed it was because I was a stripper. Shit, I didn’t see the logic, since he ate my pussy on the first night. These niggas had shit backward. They’re willing to put their mouth on a pussy, but be putting on condoms to fuck the pussy.
    â€œCan I ask you something?” I asked as I kissed on his neck.
    â€œSure, babe, what’s up?”
    â€œWhy we always got to use a condom? I mean, we’ve been messing with each other for a while now so why can’t I feel your naked dick up inside of me? You think I’m dirty or something?”
    â€œNah, babe, it ain’t like that. I mean, I ain’t really ready to have no kids right now and I’m pretty sure you ain’t either.”
    Nigga, speak for your damn self, I thought as I continued kissing on him. “I just want to feel your dick inside of my pussy; plus, I’m on the pill so nothing is going to happen,” I said as I started grinding on him.
    In no time his hard nine inches was up inside of me. I groaned and moaned as our skin made contact. I used everything inside of me to hold my walls as tightly as I could. I ground all the way down on his pole and I watched as he bit down on his bottom lip and he held on tight to my hips. The look on his face gave me every bit of satisfaction. He gripped me tighter and his dick got harder. That let me know that he was about to bust.
    â€œDamn, babe, I’ma ’bout to bust. Get uppppp,” he yelled out.
    Instead of jumping off, I pressed down on his chest and ground harder on his erect dick.
    â€œAarghhhhhhh,” he groaned out as his dick exploded inside of me. “Shit, I busted in you,” he said seemingly upset.
    â€œRelax. I told you I’m on the pill and it’s supposed to be safe,” I