Deciding to capitalize off the moment, I stood upright, before strutting over to him. He was gazing up at me, until I sat down, straddling his lap. Then as Summer looked on, I bumped and grinded on his dick. Showing her exactly how it went down, whenever he was in my company.
Chapter 15
I had gotten so drunk that a lot of the night was a blur. I know that after the club, we hit up a late-night food spot, before going back to Breeze’s house. There, we had even more shots, until I must’ve passed out.
After my eyes opened, I lifted my head off the couch, grabbed my phone, before realizing that it was well after five in the morning.
Sitting up, I stretched, while glimpsing around the room. It took a second for it to register that both Breeze and Summer were gone.
“I know muthafuckin well,” I grumbled, as I stood up, and stomped through the sizable house. Once I made it down the hallway, leading to the master suite, I slowed my stroll, as I could hear various sounds.
Gradually, I approached the door, realizing that it wasn’t even fucking closed. Peeking my head into the doorway, I was stunned.
Summer was ass naked, while she was straddling Breeze’s shoulders, and literally fucking his face. Breeze’s whole mouth covered her pussy, while he was also stark naked, and there was noticeable cream lathering his hard dick, as it rested down his thigh.
“Oh, fuck, daddy, I’m cumming,” Summer panted, as her hips bucked.
Breeze wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her still, while he continued to work his tongue.
“Ricky, baby!” Summer screeched out, while her body was trembling.
Standing there, I said nothing. Yes, a huge part of me wanted to football tackle them both. But then there was this other side that wanted to study the intimacy between Breeze and another woman.
So, I stood there watching, as they switched positions, and Breeze was between her legs. Pumping into her sensually, while burying his tongue in her mouth. From where I was standing, I could actually hear his dick working through her wetness.
“Damn, bae, this pussy is so tight,” Breeze somewhat whispered. “I been missing the fuck out of you. You love me? Huh, Summer?”
Once he started sweet talking her through it, I knew that I’d heard enough. So, I turned and walked away, allowing them to literally fuck for two hours. Undisturbed. While I underwent an array of emotions.
When Breeze finally came up for air, he waltzed through the living room, in merely his boxers, and paused when he saw me sitting up on the couch. Wide awake.
“Oh, shit. I didn’t know that you was up.”
I fought to remain calm. “Yeah. I been up. For hours now.”
“Oh, damn.” He scratched his head.
“Yeah. And I seen you. In the bed. Fucking Summer. Raw. On my fucking birthday.”
“Damn, Ora. My bad. You shouldn’t have seen that.”
I arched a brow. “So, me seeing it is where you draw the line? Not the fact that I was in the same fucking house? While you just fucked me yesterday?” I seethed.
“Yesterday, huh?” Summer echoed, as she sauntered into the living room, donning Breeze’s jersey. “But you don’t want her, and it aint like that, though,” she scoffed, while addressing him.
“Itaintlike that,” he countered, as he walked up on her.
“I aint trying to hear that shit!” She lashed, as she shoved him back.
“Just listen!” He yelled, while clearly becoming frustrated. “I never denied having sex with her. But that’s all it is. She’ll tell you herself. We always wear condoms. Ion eat her pussy. None of that. But you be playing with these fuck niggas, when you know how I feel—”
Furiously, I shot to my feet. “Damn, so, you really gone act like I’m not fucking here?”
Breeze turned to face me. “Ora, you know that you cooler than a fan. We have fun together. But this is different—”
“So, just fuck me, like I don’t have emotions?” I fumed, as my nostrils flared.
“I didn’t say that. We…we just in love. But Summer be tripping. Saying that she ain’t gon be with a nigga—”
