Spice of Life Ch. 02

We both sat there on the bed eating our breakfast without a care in the world, our bodies still a mess from last night. The only sound between us was the gentle mewls coming from Vanessa with each bite she took of my food and I could swear she was about to start crying from how much she was enjoying it. I couldn't help but smile like an idiot at her as I asked her, "Is it really that good, Ness?"

My dark chocolate lover wiped her face off with a small hand towel I'd brought over for her, a content sigh coming from her lips she looked over at me with those beautiful eyes, "I've had a lot of food before especially as a delivery driver, but this food right here? It's amazing!" She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, taking a deep breath and letting it out in a slow, relaxed breath. "It tastes like home." She added with a dreamy smile.

Her words made me stop eating, the only thought on my mind as I stared at her like an idiot with a goofy smile being just how much those few words really meant to me. They're simple of course, but hearing them caused a sense of pride to bubble up deep inside me. With my plate in my lap I leaned back on my hands and stared straight ahead, my mind starting to wander a bit.

Overnight things had changed for me again from being alone in my childhood refuge turned home to living in it with my best friend and rival turned lover. Not only would I get to enjoy being with her, but I'd get to enjoy cooking for others again! Something I'd learned and taken to heart when I was younger was that cooking for more than yourself made the food taste that much better and those words were proven more than true right now.

"Oh shit!" Vanessa yelled out, pulling me out of my thoughts and making me jump at her sudden outburst. "I forgot to tell Aby what happened!" She nearly leapt from the bed and stood on uneasy legs making me smirk yet her panicked expression made me worry.

"Who's Aby?" I asked as I got up and helped her steady herself. She braced herself against me, her the side of her right breast pressed against me as she wrapped her arm right around me.

"She's my manager! She knows I was living out of my car and she's probably worried out of her damned mind that I didn't call or anything." She chewed her bottom lip as she slowly put one foot in front of the other, my left arm keeping her steady with each step. I can see on her face the genuine concern Vanessa had when talking about her manager and shook my head before scooping her up into my arms like a princess and started to carry her downstairs.

"No need to rush Ness. It's still early so let me get you down to your clothes and you can call her when you're sat down." I told her and playfully gave her rear a pinch. Once we were in the living room I sat Vanessa on the couch, taking note of the dampness forming beneath her; a reminder of the night before. I'll clean that later. One by one I collected her discarded clothing as well as her phone, noticing that the battery was dead.

"Bad news, Nessa. Your phone's been dead for who knows how long." The panic and dread that spread across her face pained me to look at and in the blink of an eye I'd fished my phone from my own discarded pants and held it out to her, "Hey, hey! Everything's alright, babe. You can give her a call on my phone."

Looking up to meet her gaze I could see the panic had faded and a meek blush spread across her dark cheeks, a growing silence spreading between us among other things. Placing my phone next to her I cleared my throat and turned to look to the stairs in an attempt to hide my growing manhood and change the subject. "I'll get started on cleaning the sheets. Give Aby a call in the meantime, alright?"

I don't know why I moved as quick as I had. I don't know why I nearly yanked off the bed sheets in one quick motion nor how I put them in the wash as fast as I did. What I do know is that I was in the kitchen soon after with our dishes in hand and putting them in the dishwasher as I heard her on the phone.

"Y-yeah, I'm doing... Aby calm down! I'm fine!" Vanessa practically shouted before letting out a breathy sigh, "My car broke down and- will you let me finish?! Yes, I know him. I've known him forever." My smile returned as she talked to her manager. I couldn't help but listen as I munched on an extra piece of bacon, leaning against the countertop.

"I've known Ethan since we were kids and-" she stopped short suddenly so I looked into the living room to see if she was ok only to see her biting her bottom lip in embarrassment. I could hear the sound of a woman laughing loudly on the other end from where I stood, "Yes! Yeah, that's him! You don't need to laugh about it, Aby."

Her lips formed into an adorable pout as she listened to the woman and relaxed her shoulders "I'll be careful and- Thanks Aby. I'll be in... Are you sure?" Her eyes widened before turning to look at me, "Thank you so much!" She put down the phone and laid back into the couch with a look of utter relief on her face.

"What was all that about, Ness?" My brow quirked with curiosity after hearing the conversation. She laughed softly, a sound that rang out like a soothing melody to my ears. "She's given me the next couple days off to get the car fixed."

Nodding I tilted my head to the side, my look of curiosity never changing, "That's good. What I want to know is how I came up in the conversation."

Her eyes opened wide as she turned in my direction, clearly embarrassed before relaxing once more. "The past few years I've been hopping from job to job trying to make sure I could keep making ends meet. Sometimes I'd have to take extra hours to pay an asshole's part of the rent 'cause he 'forgot' after buying a new game for his Xbox."

"When I started working at Domino's Aby took one look at me and was almost like a mom to me." She took a deep breath and continued, "She really treated me like I was her own flesh and blood, you know? When I didn't have a place to stay, she'd let me crash on her couch. She'd listen to me about anything and everything I had to say, 'specially when I talked about a certain white boy I'd had a soft spot for."

I couldn't help but smile at her words. With everything that had happened in life I was relieved to know that she thought of me often. Honestly? I think it'd hurt me way more to hear she'd forgotten me years ago. A thought occurred to me.

"Ness? Your shirt looks pretty old and I get being sentimental, but I've gotta ask. Do you have anything else to wear?" She looked at me like I was crazy and scoffed.

"Of course I do! It's in the car." She paused, looking sheepish before she continued, "But its all worn out like this and dirty. I didn't have time to do any laundry for a while with the shifts I took lately."

I nodded my understanding and walked over to grab my phone. This gave me a little more to think on and opening my bank app I could see William worked a lot faster than I thought with having everything moved over. My eyes nearly popped out of my head at the number that was on my screen, an uncomfortable sense of anxiety rushing through me as I finally understood the scope of everything uncle Byron had worked for.

I was rich. Not just rich, but even in this day and age I could sit back in a bed of wealth; literally! I closed out of the app and set down my phone, letting out a heavy sigh before looking over to Vanessa.

"Hey babe? I'm gonna hit the shower before bringing everything inside." My stomach felt like it was rolling around in a bed of rocks as I made my way to the stairs. I could feel the concern in her gaze at my obviously abrupt idea as she looked at my back.

"How about I join you?" I heard her say right behind me, nearly making me jump out of my skin. She was just as fast as I remember, but a lot quieter on her feet than before. The way she held my hand definitely showed me how worried she was about me, but I felt like there was something else behind just how firmly she held me. Wordlessly we made the ascent together to the ensuite bathroom, a quiet gasp coming from Ness.

"The bathroom is as big as my last apartment's living room! And-" She sniffed the air and sighed at the scents, "It smells so nice in here!" Her grip on my hand relaxed a little as she took in the sight before her. I could feel the corners of my lips creasing into an amused smile as I watched her stroll further inside, her bare feet tapping across the tile were the only sound to accompany us.

I'd enjoyed watching her ass sway back and forth with each step, a look of silent wonder on her face as she took everything in until she got to the shower. Her eyes widened in slight shock at how much space was inside the shower, looking at it from different angles before her gaze returned to me.

"Ethan? Why the hell is the shower so big?" Ness asked me with bewilderment in her voice. All I could do was shrug noncommittally even while walking over to it to open the door and start the spray.

"I never really thought about it. I never thought about why Byron had things the way they were. Honestly, I was just happy spending time around this place." Thinking back on things now I shook my head, my right hand reaching in to feel the heat of the spray and nod before stepping in. The heat of the water spread over me, eliciting a sigh of contentment from me even before I felt Vanessa's arms wrap around me and pulling me into a loving embrace.

"Thanks, E." She said as she leaned into my back, "Everything's been so touch and go lately; I don't know if I could've kept going. Not to say that I'm not glad Aby helped me as much as she did, but-" I placed my hand against hers and squeezed gently.

"Nessa, I don't want you to ever feel that kind of hopelessness. I want to be here for you from now on." I locked fingers with her, the awkwardness of her hand's placement making it somewhat difficult, "I want to support you, babe. This place, this house," I squeezed her hand firmly, "It can be your home too."

Her arms tightened around me and her breath hitched as her head nuzzled into me. Her right hand held mine, my thumb tracing the back of her hand as we just held each other under the spray, taking silent comfort in each other's presence.

I'd soon pull away from her and grab the fruity body wash, her arms not wanting to let me go even as I started to clean her. I started at her arms, gingerly working my way down and around her body until I was at her thighs. It took a lot of willpower on my part to not look up and make a lewd joke, my hands careful not to venture too far north to her outer labia. I may not know too much about feminine hygiene, but I do know certain soaps can be bad for their sensitive bits; I'd let her take care of her pussy for now.

With the sound of the spray being the only thing I could hear I couldn't help but wonder what was going through Vanessa's head as my eyes looked up to meet hers. Her eyes regarded me with a sense of curiosity, compassion and a hint of mischief hidden within them, her left hand reaching out to run her fingers through my hair, nails lightly gliding along my scalp. My hands kept moving, cleaning one leg then the other, neither of us able to break the other's stare.

Back on my feet I brought Ness under the spray and watched the soap suds cascade down her skin, an exotic sight to see in itself. I'd hear a giggle come from her and I snapped out of whatever stupor I was in to see Vanessa putting a dollop of body wash in her hands. She started to clean my body with her own hands, the sudden look of bewilderment on my face making her actually laugh.

"What? You think I wouldn't do this after feeling how good it was to have you clean me? Fat chance!" She exclaimed. Her hands wandered along my arms and chest, moving around behind me to rub my back and shoulders. "Besides, you're already doing way more for me. I gotta do something to show I appreciate you."

After that she made quick work to wash me, lingering longer than I thought she would at my ass before bringing me under the spray to rinse. You know, there's something about having your partner clean your body without any sexual drive behind their actions that feels rewarding. I'm not talking about something like BDSM or a sense of obligation. Feeling Vanessa's hands along my body mere moments earlier was one of the best feelings ever!

We spent a few more minutes under the spray in silence before she looked up at me, wrapping her arms around my neck before asking, "Everything alright in that head of yours, Ethan?" I was about to ask what she meant until she added, "You looked like you were about to lose your breakfast when you opened your phone. What the hell did you see?"

Inwardly I was chuckling, but my expression was decidedly different. I took a second to think over what to say, but the look in Nessa's eyes told me that I was overcomplicating things. With a sigh I nodded and told her the new bit of news from this morning. To her credit she listened to everything I said, taking in every bit of information I told her and keeping me in her arms. Occasionally she'd rub a reassuring hand along my back, seeming to feel whenever my anxiety would start to show itself.

"Holy shit." She said, shaking her head and leaning into my chest. "I don't know how you held it together like this until now. I would've been a mess a long time ago." Truth be told I was a hell of a mess for a while and until now I'd only just been dealing with it. In this moment, in her arms, I finally felt like the sorrow of the past few months was finally giving way to something brighter.

We were finally out of the shower a few minutes later and dried off. With a clean pair of boxers and grey sweat pants I made my way downstairs to put the sheets in the dryer. Turning around I didn't realize that she was in the living room, but the sight of Ness in one of my baggy shirts made my cock stir. She made that shirt look better than I thought it was.

"I'll go get your stuff from out of your car in a bit and get them in the wash." She looked at me with a relieved expression. Getting a better look at her I could see now the dark circles around her weary eyes. Not only that, but her stomach was way too thin for comfort and the way she stood and sagged her shoulders and relaxed told me everything; she finally felt safe.

"If you want we can go out and look at a few shops after your clothes are done." I told her as I walked into the kitchen. She looked around the corner at me and gave a half-hearted smile.

"Ethan, you don't gotta do that. I'll find a way-" She started saying before I silenced her with a kiss that was a bit more forceful than I intended.

"Vanessa, I know I don't have to do anything. I want to do this for you. You've been on the shit end of things even before your move and I want to change that for you." My hands grabbed her hips as I looked down at her, "Let yesterday's worries be a distant memory. Let me take care of everything even if it's just for today."

With that I picked her up in my arms and started carrying her back upstairs, feeling her arms and legs wrap around me like she didn't want to let go. Turning to my right I strolled down the hallway to another smaller bedroom; one I was all too familiar with personally. Inside it was a queen-sized bed with iron grey sheets, a dresser with a fifty-inch smart tv sitting across from it and an ensuite bathroom that was far smaller in comparison to the one we'd just used.

My old room. I never asked for much when it came to stuff in here. For the most part I hung out in the kitchen, by the pool; just about everywhere else outside of my room when I stayed here. I didn't feel the need to be guarded or hide myself away from anyone unlike when I stayed with my actual family.

I felt her reluctantly let go as I laid her out on the bed, my left hand moving to brush some of her curly locks away from her face. Her hair was far more curly than last night and I had to wonder if her hair's always just been naturally curly. It felt silly only just realizing that about her, but then again in hindsight she'd been putting a lot of effort into her looks.

Looking at her now she looked like she was fighting off sleep, keeping herself awake as if afraid that this all could still be just a dream. My hand caressed her cheek as I spoke.

"I'm not going anywhere, Vanessa. Not now, not tomorrow, not ever." She either let sleep win her over or trusted my words because she'd finally fallen asleep. With the covers now over her I sat on the floor with my back against the bed, phone in hand as I began to look at clothes online. I didn't know too much about Nessa's taste in clothes or if she was picky, but looking at the prices for a single women's shirt made me cringe.

I knew clothes were pricey from having to buy my own, but women's clothes were in a whole different league! It's like they added half the price to itself. Pushing the thought aside I kept looking at the clothes; the different kinds of shirts, the pants, it was all foreign to me. I'm not even going to try to guess her bra size or pick out anything like that.

Confident Vanessa was sound asleep I carefully and quietly rose to my feet. Downstairs I could see it was still fairly early in the day with the sun showing itself over the early winter horizon, a thin blanket of snow on the ground three-quarters of an inch thick. Now was the best time to get some important things done.

Deciding against a shirt or shoes I strode outside with Nessa's car keys in hand and unlocked the door. I could tell then that it'd need a lot of work to get into proper working condition and I didn't know much about cars! The door took some time to open and that sickening metallic sound made itself known as it pulled open.

The interior wasn't too fancy, but I could tell it was taken care of. The driver seat's leather upholstery was worn slightly, but no tears or any sign of damage could be seen. Aside from some surface cleaning being needed the dashboard was in good condition. Other than that I wouldn't be able to tell you too much.

The back seat had what I'd guess is a week and a half's worth of laundry and I was somewhat glad now that she didn't have more right now. Clothing in hand I made my way back towards the front door, the feeling of the snow beneath my feet sending a shiver through my body. For me winter has never been bad. With how warm I usually am on a daily basis my body needed to cool off often.

Back when I first started running track I used to overheat easily when I ran. With a combination of the summer heat and my own body temperature I didn't do too well in the long-run. At some point uncle Byron had figured this out and started supplying the track team with a big cooler of ice chilled water bottles, claiming the team needed a good way to stay hydrated. I knew the truth though and I was glad for it.

That's not to say I don't enjoy summer, but winter by far was my favorite season. I didn't need to worry about being too hot, things could slow down and hot food and drink are even better to enjoy!

Back inside I sorted out Nessa's laundry and threw the first load in the wash before stretching my arms upwards, bending back and feeling my back pop a few times. The clock on the stove showed it was 9 in the morning and I realized I was moving fast with everything. Maybe I needed to slow down.

With her phone plugged in to charge in the kitchen the couch called out to me and as I sat down I could feel every muscle in my body relax. Ness had the right idea with some extra sleep and I couldn't help but close my eyes for a nap of my own.

Sitting up in the bed Vanessa didn't recognize where she was. The only thing that told her of her surroundings was the smell of him on the shirt she wore. She felt her cheeks burn at the memories of the recent hours, the feeling still fresh between her legs. It had been way too long since she felt that good and even longer still with someone she actually had feelings for.

The blush across her cheeks burned harsher as she recalled what she said last night. Covering her face with both hands she couldn't help but know that, even if she weren't in the heat of the moment, she'd say it all again. She was tired of being left behind, cheated on and just hurt. Every guy she was with in the past never thought much of her aside from a quickie.

Fuck were they quick. She thought to herself. They always came so damn fast and didn't give a shit if she felt as good if at all! Last night with Ethan put things into perspective whether she wanted to believe it or not. Gods damn did she believe it too; she'd been settling up until now. She didn't see Ethan as a casual fling or a ticket to a roof over her head. She wanted to make that white boy, that hell of a man, as happy as she was. She wanted to show how much she appreciated him.

Thoughts of what a future with him would look like started to fill her head. The cozy nights cuddled up watching a movie, holding his hand while they're out doing shit, casually kissing him every chance she got, a cute little baby-

Her eyes shot open wide. The idea of a mixed baby, his mixed baby, in her arms made her body ache in the most delicious of ways. Was she even ready for that kind of thing? Was Ethan ready for that? She shook her head at the thought. Too much was happening right now and no way in hell was she about to dump that kind of news on him any time soon!

Her legs were far more stable this time when she stood up and began to walk out of the bedroom. Up until now she hadn't seen most of the house and she knew she'd have every chance to do that, but right now she wanted to find Ethan.

The house was quiet compared to earlier that day, something she wasn't used to at all. She couldn't fathom how or why anyone would want to live in such a massive home yet sit in silence. The thought quickly fled her mind when she saw him laying upright on the couch, his bare chest rising and falling gently with each breath he took.

The feelings of love for him and pride that she could finally call him her that welled up in her chest were nearly enough to bring a tear to her eye. Immediately she wanted to capture the moment and dreaded the feeling of not having her phone right then and there. She let out a sigh of relief as, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted her phone charging and silently thanked Ethan for doing this for her.

Ignoring all the missed calls and text notifications that showed themselves upon turning on the phone she stood in front of him with the camera app open, trying to find the best lighting and angle for the picture. Deciding against just one picture she now had a slew of pictures of her shirtless partner, capturing him somehow in a better way with each one.

In her silent adoration she couldn't help but keep her camera on him still, her eyes glued to the tent growing in his pants. Without needing to zoom in she knew it was massive and started to wonder just how the hell she managed to fit him inside her. With that thought in mind she made her way into the kitchen, opening drawers one after another.

"Even a place like this has gotta have a junk drawer or something!" She muttered to herself. One by one she'd looked through each drawer until her efforts proved fruitful; she found a tape measure. A grin broke out across her face, her feet guiding her to stand in front of Ethan before slowly lowering herself to kneel in front of him.

With thumbs hooked under the waistline she slowly peeled his pants down, careful not to move him too much in an effort to reveal her prize. His hardened cock flopped forward, the veiny ivory length pointing to the sky like an obelisk built in honor to him; it curved to the left slightly, she noted. The warmth she felt from him normally paled in comparison to the heat emitting from his rod.

The moment it was exposed to the air she could immediately feel the heat, her mouth going dry even as she found herself begin to drool at the sight of it. Even after seeing it for the first time she couldn't get over how big it was! At no point in her life had she craved to feel something inside her so badly as she did now. It was as if she was spellbound, awestruck by how beautiful it was. Bringing her left arm up she marveled at the striking contrast between her dark chocolate skin and his porcelain skin. Is this what he saw last night? She thought to herself with a shudder of anticipation.

The molten hot pleasure between her legs had returned, an aching need to take every inch of him only being suppressed by her curiosity. With a slow pull on the tape measure, she let out a silent scream at the numbers she'd see. She began to wonder how the hell she managed to fit the beast inside her and still walk afterwards. What felt like minutes passed until she finally stopped pulling the measuring device out, eyes wide. This is fucking crazy! There's no way in hell I fit ten inches inside me... Yet even now she bit her lip, the excitement of everything overwhelming every other thought in her mind.

Her left hand reached out to cradle the orbs in his sack, admiring how large they were as she gently massaged and squeezed them. A quiet, pleasured groan came from his sleeping form and she quivered at the sound. There was something she and so many other girls she knew found so fucking hot about hearing a man moan out his pleasure and she couldn't get enough of it. With her face so close to him she could smell his growing musk, potent and strong.

Her lips planted kisses along his length, feather soft at first as she reviled in how the girthy length twitched under her affection. Her tongue snaked out to trace along the thick vein running along the underside of his shaft, trailing a thin coating of saliva until she crested his glans. A soft moan sang out from the dark-skinned beauty as her tongue tasted the dollop of pre upon the bulbous head of his tool. Planting a kiss upon the tip she'd kiss and lick her way back down his length, inhaling his ever-growing musk.

Her lips parted upon reaching his scrotum, a gentle sigh passing through them before taking the right orb into her mouth. Her left hand slid down her body to strum her needy quim, the outer folds sending waves of growing pleasure coursing through her from head to toe. With her right hand she began to stroke him, Nessa's sole focus being on worshipping the man before her.

MY man! She thought to herself as her lips and tongue worked over the ivory cum tanks. The sheer heft of them told her they were already full even after last night and she wanted every last drop! Soon her lips were wrapped around his left testicle, making the entirety of his ball sack sloppy with her saliva, her right hand pumping his cock faster. She could hear his groggy moans begin to grow louder and she knew it wouldn't be long until he woke up.

Reluctantly she pulled away from his testicles and made her way up to gaze at the object of her affection. Somehow Ethan had stayed asleep, a testament to his long-standing exhaustion. Vanessa licked her lips at what lie ahead of her and slowly parted her lips, taking the head of his cock in her mouth. Just having this in her mouth was having her jaw struggle to open wide enough, but she kept going, taking inch after inch of him in her welcoming hole.

Up and down, up and down she bobbed along his length, her left hand strumming her clit wildly as she sucked on the porcelain pipe. She gagged at the feeling of him punching into her throat, her eyes watering as she pushed to take more of him. I WILL take all of this! I have to! She told herself. She had more than half his length past her lips when her throat protested wildly, clenching around him. Frustration built inside her, the pleasure between her legs becoming too much as she finally came. Her throat spasmed around him as she struggled to moan, gag and breath all at the same time yet Vanessa fought to make him pump his white gold into her guts.

The world around her started to blur and the only thought she had was that she couldn't make him cum; a bitter punch to her pride. She'd soon gasp and sputter as Vanessa was forcefully pulled away from Ethan's cock, panting and coughing as he came into view. His worried expression bordered terrified, both his hands holding either cheek as he looked her in the eyes.

Seeing Ness sucking my dick so diligently, going so far as to deprive herself of air was hot. Seeing her nearly pass out? Not so much. Especially when I just wake up. I had to pull her away and make sure she was ok. After all the sputtering and coughing she'd finally caught her breath, the look of defeat in her eyes hitting me like a truck.

"I... I couldn't make you cum..." She finally said, tears welling up in her eyes. My thumbs brushed against her cheeks, wiping away the fresh tears that rolled down. Raging hard-on or not, she needed me. Reaching down I pulled her up onto my lap, arms wrapped around her as I held her close, rocking her gently. I could hear her fighting off her sobbing, my hands rubbing along her back gently.

"Babe, listen to me." I started quietly, "Everything you do has been amazing! Do you know why though?" Ness wrapped her arms around me, sniffling in my arms and giving a grunt in reply. "It's because you've tried time and again to do them. You fall, you get up, dust yourself off and try again."

My hands reached past my shirt on her back to cup her ass as I added, "Sometimes you need a helping hand to get used to things and push past things." She moaned gently at the feeling of my hands holding her ass, her hips starting to grind down against my hardened shaft. Inhaling her scent I kissed along her shoulder to her neck, my fingers kneading into the suppled flesh of her rear.

"Now get on your knees babygirl and open that mouth for me." I growled into her ear. She let out a low moan as a shudder ripped through her body, her juices leaking onto my cock. She leaned back to kiss my neck, sucking and biting at it.

"Make me." Those were the only words she said. Those simple words, her challenge to me, made my lips curl into a smirk I could only ever remember having because of her. My hands began to lift her off my lap as I stood up, a startled yelp coming from my chocolate prey before I laid her on her back across the couch. With her head hanging off the side I grabbed my cock in my right hand and gripped her throat with my left hand, abruptly thrusting my girthy spear into her opened mouth.

I'd thrust into her hard and fast, feeding her inch after inch of my cock and feeling the outline in her throat as I squeezed. Her moans caused the walls of around my shaft to vibrate, bringing an added pleasure to the experience. Her hands moved to play with her breasts and rub her soaked pussy, a sight I'd begin to relish every second of now. I could hear her gag as only half my length pushed into her, her hands working more desperately to bring herself to orgasm.

Breath play was something I wasn't too accustomed to, but seeing her get off on it so much (whether or not she knew she was) I couldn't help but keep going. Giving a hard thrust I forced more of my cock down her throat, holding myself there. Ness gave a choked squeal as she came hard, her juices actually spraying out to the rest of the couch. I felt that all too familiar throbbing in my cock and knew I wasn't far behind.

I withdrew my cock, watching and hearing her gasp for breath as her hands slowed down. My hands ran down her body, lingering on her breasts to give each a firm squeeze through my shirt before giving them a slap. Ness let out a moan of mixed pleasure and slight pain at my strike and my cock ached for release at the sound. With renewed vigor I thrust into her over and over, my balls just barely tapping her nose now with each downstroke.

"Cumming!" Was all the warning I gave Vanessa as I rammed my cock into her throat. The feeling of my cum rushing through my shaft coupled with her throat desperately swallowing to coax it out was indescribable. It felt like minutes passed before I pulled out, the final rope of my cum shooting across her face and neck and onto my shirt.

She looked so gorgeous, her chest heaving with each breath she took, her body a mess of both our juices once more. I couldn't help but grin at the way things have changed so quickly.

"Let me put your stuff in the dryer and get you a towel ok, Ness?" I looked down at her, regaining my composure. She swallowed hard and nodded, panting gently.

"Can I have some water too, daddy?" She asked me, a hint of a blush coming across her cheeks. I reached down to stroke her cheek with my right hand and kiss her lovingly, my cock already beginning to stir at the name.

"Anything for you, babygirl."