Back, forth, and roll.
“Just like that, Piggy, just like that.”
Back, forth, and roll.
My head fell forward as we were now eye to eye. I didn’t want to pull away because the way my pussy was loving on him said it all. I wanted to see every time she sucked him in. Braylen’s mouth opened.You feel so fucking good.He mouthed.
Back, forth, and roll.
My eyes were devouring his ass. His hands gripped my waist and began to go with my body’s motion. “You’re the only man I want,” I whispered.
Back, forth, and roll.
“You feel so good inside me,” I continued.
Back, forth, and roll.
“You are deserving, baby,” I muttered.
Then I saw it, and his eyes watered, and tears rolled down his face. He pulled me closer as his lips grazed mine. “I love you, Paige. A nigga do,” he choked up.
I pressed my hands on the bed and began to bounce on him. Braylen couldn’t catch his tongue as my pussy cast its Loch Ness spell. Pyran had finally tamed the beast. “I love you too, Happy birthday, baby. Now cum for me,” I said as I kissed him.
Back, forth, and roll.
“Oh shit!” he grunted.
Back, forth, and roll.
“Yeah, like that,” I purred.
He moved my hips more quickly, and a tingling sensation spread through me. Braylen bit his lower lip as I closed my eyes, and in that moment, we both moaned in unison under the moon.
FIONA
I sat at the table as the hours went by, and neither Bobbie nor Braylen showed up. I was accustomed to Braylen not showing up, but Bobbie’s empty threats had become genuine. I grabbed my phone and tried to call Bobbie, but he didn’t answer. When I realized his voicemail had been deactivated, it really pissed me off. “Fucking bastard!” I shouted.
I got up from the table, trying to figure out where he could be. I scrolled through my phone and tried calling Naheem, but his phone went to voicemail. I wasn’t sure what the hell was going on, but I was going to find out. I walked out of the kitchen and grabbed my coat. I called out for my driver, but noticed the truck wasn’t outside. I walked over toward my maid, whose shift had ended and saw that she was getting ready to leave. “Have you seen Dean?”
She gave me a blank stare. “When Mr. Laureaux left earlier, he gave him time off for the holidays. In fact, he gave us all the time off. Is there anything I can help you with before I go?” she asked.
I rolled my eyes because how could she help me? She wasn’t a fucking driver. I shooed her away as I grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I needed some fucking answers sooner rather than later.
Today was supposed to be about Braylen, but if Bobbie went through with this divorce, Braylen would be the least of my worries. I couldn’t go to the courthouse because it was closed, but Bobbie sometimes went to the Country Club when he didn’t want to be bothered. He was a regular there. When I arrived and walked inside, I got immediate snarls. I felt like the people were jealous, but it could have been me. I couldn’t even ask before I was told that Bobbie wasn’t there.
I knew the next place to go was Naheem’s. I hated going to that side of town, but what other choice did I have? I hopped on the highway and drove until I reached the Parkside Cove exit. As I veered off, the sight of trashed streets, homeless people, and raggedy buildings sat at the forefront. I made a few turns, and as I entered the city further, I came up on the building Naheem thought was a Palace. As soon as I got out of the car, the neighborhood corner boys approached me. “You’re that bitch that was here last time!” one of them spat.
Another heckled loudly. “Lady, we don’t want you. We want your car. That shit fye.”
I hurried up the steps to Naheem’s door. Before I could even knock, one of the boys stood at the bottom of the steps. “He isn’t here.”
“Do you know where he is?”
“If you pay me, I’ll tell you.” He grinned.
If he thought I was giving him money to tell me where Naheem was, he definitely had the wrong person. “I’m not paying you shit!”
He shrugged. “Then I’m not telling you shit, bitch,” he said as he backed out of the hall.
