“Right here?” he asked, voice muffled against my skin.
I didn’t verbally respond, but instead reached down and unbuckled his jeans, sending my hands into them.
He laughed. “Bet.”
Within seconds, his hand replaced his dick.Shit.
My teeth sank into my bottom lip as I sank deeper into his lap feeling like I was being impaled in the most jubilant way possible. It was complete perfection the way he nastily kissed my lips right before he began to slam into me from below. He held me in place, like I could go anywhere, one hand gripping my neck while the other gripped my side. Running was impossible, no matter how mercilessly he dug into me.
“Fuck, Reminisce,” I whined, holding onto the headrest for stability. When I pulled back, I saw the smile that filled his handsome features. Every stroke upward had me feeling like I was experiencing an out of body moment, like I was about to be launched through the roof then brought right back down.
“Don’t bitch up on me now, Rim. Take it, baby.” He spoke in a tone I could tell was tortured. He was too savoring the moment, sensitive to touch with his orgasm building.
I dropped my head, sending my lips roughly into his while he delivered dick so callous and deep I was liable to forget my name. I just knew he was touching spaces no man should be able to but it felt so good.
I came so hard moments later I knew he’d have to carry me in. It wasn’t only because of that, but the fact that even though my thighs trembled and I was cumming, he was still fucking me, trying to push me further over.
“Fuckkk,” he groaned through an orgasm seconds later, holding on to me like I was gonna disappear.
For a moment we sat there, holding one another and trying to catch our breaths, coming down off pure euphoria.
He let me go, collapsing back against the seat while I just looked at him. I was about to say some off the wall shit, probably threaten his life if he ever made another girl feel like he just made me feel. My words were stopped by his hands on both sides of my face and eyes boring into mine.
“Lethal as fuck and all fucking mine,” he grunted before he mashed his lips against mine once again, nastily letting me know the night was far from over.
Shit, what was I about to say?
Several Weeks Later…
I felt suspended, like I was soaring in a world full of earth walkers and people who didn’t know how it felt to have wings on their backs. The fact that I was getting phenomenal, consistent dick and held every night made me a flake. It made me one of those chicks I talked about, the ones who got a man and forgot everything in life existed outside of him. We had literally existed in a bubble these last few weeks, becoming accustomed to one another in ways uncanny for us. If I wasn’t at his place with him and Ro, then he was at mine. It was so bad that this morning I literally had to drag myself out of his place while he and Romance were asleep. I had not only been slacking on seeing my family, but also some of my work duties, so I had to get on that. Of course, my first order of business was to see my brother.
“So, you go missing for damn near a month and pop up with a nigga’s name on your neck?” Aroyal’s always angry ass said as soon as I walked in his and Kay’s house.
“I didn’t go missing and you’re exaggerating the time. You’ve had my location the entire time and if there was an emergency you knew how to get me. Not to mention we talked on the phone, psycho.”
He sucked his teeth. “Ain’t the same as seeing you, Karim.”
“Really? We FaceTimed last night.”
He sucked his teeth. “Who is this nigga?”
“You know he’s grouchy, always mad about something with his rude ass.” Brysheer’s voice alerted us to him being here.
I didn’t know what he and Kay were talking about, but I would bet my life on it they were talking about Aroyal. Hell, he was mugged up right now.
“Don’t be sneak dissing me with my wife, nigga. Because I promise you she doesn’t mean half of the things she be saying when she’s mad,” he said to Bry who busted up laughing.
“Oh damn, you finally here to run up this nigga’s pressure.”
I shook my head. “Ain’t nobody here to run up his pressure. Y’all be acting like I’m not grown.”
Bry looked at Aroyal and Aroyal looked at Bry. Both of them were about to get on my nerves.
“I fuck with you being happy because everybody deserves to be happy. I just wanna meet him.” Bry threw his hands up in surrender.
“Yeah, ’cause the last nigga that made you happy also made you unhappy. That, I don’t fuck with.” Aroyal crossed his arms over his chest. “So, who is he? And how long have you known him?”
“I’m shocked you don’t know at this point. It’s not like you have a shortage of getting information.” I rolled my eyes and glanced down at my nails.Damn I needed a manicure.
