Page 72 of Sucker Punch Drunk Love

“Sierra, that was before I met her. I can do this. I'm not scared anymore about what kind of partner I would be. Or what presence I’d have in your kid's life. I just want to be there for you. I can’t think of another soul I'd rather do this with.” In time, I lost myself kissing her lips.

“It's not as easy as saying yes,” she argued between kisses.

“Then justdon'tsay no.” I pulled her on top of me, as she attempted to withdraw.

“Let me just make sure my daughter's asleep.” She hopped off the couch, disappearing again, as she returned, pulling me by the wrist to tiptoe to her room.

“We have to besoquiet?—”

“I can be quiet,” I whispered back, leaning in to kiss her. “But I'm not the one screaming when you go down on me,” I joked. For that, she pushed me on the bed, stripping out of her clothes until she was down to her bra and panties.

“I am gonna suck the hell out of your fucking dick.”

“Oh, you're gonna suckmyfucking dick?” I teased her, watching her unzip my crotch, firmly gripping all of me free.

“If you can be quiet for me, I'll let you fuck me.”

“This is about to be an easy five minutes,” I provoked as she didn't waste a second before taking me in her mouth. I will admit, I let out a breath to ease all that pent-up tension. When I was focused, I didn't skirt chase, so the last person to suck my dick was her.

Dirty talk was replaced with heavy breaths as Sierra's mouth worked me up and down, back and forth, and since I wasn't expecting this, it was hard resisting the build up from the warmth. Sierra was good at this. I always beat her to it because if she sucked me as often as I had ate her pussy, I would never let her come up for air. At leastshewas sensible.

“Ay, querico, mami,?*” I whispered the lowest I could get away with, as my fingers combed through her locs. “Me vengo, mami?*. I'm gonna come, Sierra.” All my body could focus on was the strong contraction and shooting ropes of my arousal in her mouth. When she crawled up to me to kiss me, her mouth was as free as before she had started. “You fucking dirty girl.”

“Mmm… you taste good,” she moaned between the kiss.

“I was quiet enough for you, mami?”

“Quiet enough,” as we proceeded to rip off our remaining clothes and toss them to the floor.

“Give me that fucking pussy,” I demanded, pulling her close to my mouth, warming her up first. She was already sloppy wet down there, the perfect icing on top when you've been wanting and waiting. It started with a few licks to open her up first, but she was just as horny, because she didn't even give me time to savor the moment before she was pushing my face away.

“Damn baby, I was barely down there.”

“Okay, well I haven't been laid since Vegas,” she admitted.

“So, I better make this shit worth the wait,” I said I spreading open her legs, pressing myself inside her. At first, things were rough and fast. Neither of us had let out our inner beast, andin the beginning, it showed. But somehow the flow of things softened in the end. Tender kisses. In sync movements. If I didn't know any better, I’d say we were making love. For two bodies who loved to fuck, this was definitely an inviting change.

“You okay, mami?” I checked in, ensuring she was still with me.

“I'm about to come, Josue,” she cried, trying hard to maintain the rhythm that was getting her there. She masked a shriek, bringing me close to her as her strong legs wrapped around me.

“Can I come in you? You’re gripping me so fucking tight I can't pull out,” I hummed low.

“Cum in me, papi.”

“Oh, I love it when you call me papi,” I whispered, leaning on my elbows to better look at her face. She was so beautiful, I could stare into her eyes all day. “Fuck Sierra, I'm about to?—”

Barely getting the words out, I was painting those walls. If she wasn’t on some kind of birth control, we’d be running withtwokids around here. It had taken longer than usual to come down from each other; wasn't sure if it were just late or because we both hadn't had sex since each other, but I was drained. Worn out didn't even cover it.

“Medina, we got to stop meeting like this,” I joked, bringing her hand to my mouth to kiss, as I reached for the floor to grab something in my pant pocket. I was actually hoping she wouldn't feel it when she had my dick in her mouth, but I'd been lucky that she’d been so one track minded.

“I actually got you another gift,” I said handing it to her, taking a second to register that it was a ring box. “What do you say, Medina? Think we could consider making this permanent?”

“Wait, what happened to taking it slow?”

“I fucking lied. I want you. I fucking miss you. I fuck—I just love you. And I think we make a great team. La loba y el Jaguar.?* I think that has a good ring to it.”

“Josue, can I think about it?”