《The Jamaican Savage and Ratched Forever Kinda Love》'Reign of Jealousy'
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Reign's POV
The position was perfectly outlined. I shifted her thong to the side, smacked her ass and aligned our genitals.
She was already dripping wet, so friction wouldn't be an issue. I slid my cock up and down circling her clitoris and up to her entrance. She moaned tremendously to my contact and I decided to use it to my advantage.
'Punishment!'
She braced back several times, trying to make it slide in but each time she did, I countered by pulling a little further away from her.
Truth is, I wanted to be drilling her as hard as I could but I don't want to hurt her or the baby, so i'd rather just have her begging and pleading for it!
'Ya man.... dat wi wol yuh!'
"Uuuughhhh!!!" I could tell she was getting irritated, because she was so horny. I kept on teasing her till she grabbed a hold of my manhood and place it right inline. I felt like pulling away a bit more just to extend the punishment but thinking back, all this punishment wasn't necessary. If anything, I should be rewarding her instead, but sometimes this jealousy thing just gets to my head.
'Mi a move like a pussy dawg!'
Releasing the strong hold I had on her neck, I gently eased my way into her. It felt like she hadn't been touched for years. After-all, I haven't had sex with her since her birth night!
'Probly the longest mi eva really intentionally wol out to pussy claat!'
Her expression through the mirror was priceless. I studied her every reaction as I slowly and repeatedly slid in and out of her. Her head was tilted back to meet my chin and her mouth was wide open, releasing the occasional 'AAAhhhs'.
I sucked on her neck hard as I gradually found my rhythm.
'One ... two... three...one-two... One... two... three..one-two..'
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"Yessss... don't stop baby!" she moaned.
That response hit me by surprise because Casidy had never called me baby, not even once! But it sure as hell gave me even more stamina to go on. I stuck to my rhythm while playing with her hardened nipples. I could feel a slight tremble from her so I knew the climax was near.
"Come fimi C... flood out yuh cocky!" I encouraged her and so said, so done. I felt her warm juices flowing all over me causing her to stumble a bit.
"Bo'claat C... da one deh come like it tek weh all a yuh energy man!" I teased while hugging her. She laughed shyly.
"Mi love yuh yuh fuckkk!'
Casidy's POV
I surely loved hearing him say he loves me, even though this wasn't the ideal way of saying it, but that's just reign for you! I doubt it would get better than that. Either 'Man love yuh' or 'mi love yuh eno' with expletives ofcourse, but never ' I love you'.
'But mi nuh care! Mi kin still ketch a fiyah hearing it!'
"Love you too Reign.." I answered teary staring at him through the mirror.
" Suh mi lose the baby position now?' he asked and I was clueless to what he meant.
"What?"
"Suh a when cocky sweet yuh yuh... ooooh baby... don't stop baby!' he mocked me.
'Sass chrisse man!'
I used my butt to brace him off me. "Move man! yuh just... Cho!" I turned to face him and he grabbed me up, almost lifting me off the ground.
"Yuh love ramp eeh? Fi big man!" I giggled.
"So yuh no hear wa in ya name My girl?" he attempted the muscle whine. " Ramping shop!"
"Who di fuck yaa my girl?" I hated when anyone called me that! It was one of the biggest turn off to be walking along your way and hear someone say "PSSSST MY GIRL!'
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"Den yaa who fa girl C? nuh muss fimi" he chuckled, but I was not getting the joke at all.
'Chill man! Di man only a play!' my subconsciousness rolled her eyes. 'Yuh miserable sa!'
I faked a smile and he kissed me on my lips.
"But pon a serious note! Yaa mi baby..." he smooched. "All when mi a only yuh baby when mi dick up inna uh..." He smooched again. "Yaa still my baby all the time!"
And just like that, my heart skipped a beat ... or two!
"Now come on mek mi bade yuh off and send yuh gaa yuh bed!" he blurted out.
"Den mi no muss baby fi true... hear ya!" I laughed. He reminded me of back when I was smaller and mummy was about to get me ready for bed after a long exhausting day.
"My bad, mi shoulda seh scrub don't?" He laughed. "C talking bout scrub, mi a scroll chru IG odda night and mi see a man a gi waan woman a proper scrub... deven memba ee dawg name a rass!"
I knew exactly who he was talking about. Kelly and I have been obsessing over his services for quite a while and to be honest, I was thinking about probably booking him for us one day.
"Dat a Khaidem Neblett ... yeah man him bad!" I responded super excited.
'A wanda if him ago book it fimi cause no doubt about it, mi need it bad!'
"Sitt'n like dat fi real..." he chuckled. "Mi seh mi see di man a give some gyal a bloodclaat piece a scrub an rub dung deh! ano ntn nawmal C"
"Yeah fi real man all dem must well relaxed and ready fi tek on anything when dem done!"
"Eeeeh??? Relaxed? Yuh mean wet u..."
"Mi naa lie... mi grudge dem!" I cut him off saying.
'Wait ... Wa?' I didn't even realize that that was what he was implying before I cut him off.
"Grudge dem fi wa C?" he stared at me in disbelief. " Den mi no mek yuh wet up everyday? A wa more wet up yuh waan? Like yuh waan mi carry yuh go outta door go tun on ee hose pon yuh to puss.."
"No mi no mean that Reign... cho yuh extra eeh?" I laughed at the 'King of Dramatics.' "Di massage and scrub mi a talk bout... it has to be so soothing after he's through!"
I pictured my self just feeling free and at ease after such a tremendous massage therapy. Just one word 'Serenity".
"Den yuh woulda really allow a man fi a rub and scrub yuh dung so C? Tell mi ee Gawd almighty trute!"
"Ofcourse Reign! its just a massage!" I swore I didn't see what all the fuss and excitement was about. "What's the big deal?'
Reign's Pov
'C mussi lick har fucking head... bout just a massage!'
" No yute!"
'Di way mi see di man a shift draws and a kin dem out and rub up! yuh mussi rass mad... rub dung fimi woman so weh? And stay where? All if a south pole him deh mi a find him and done him!'
"Now reign you're a tad too dramatic! Relax yuh self!" she answered.
'Mi cyaan believe this a fuck! mi need fi lef a place ya and go kool dung cause C a fuck up mi meds!'
I walked out and pulled on my clothes, let Mama P know that I was gonna hit the road and drove out.
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