“Oh, I’m not. I’m going to the guestroom and laying my ass down.”
I didn’t want to leave my girl alone, especially if she was going to my house. Although I wouldn’t mind staying the night with Rayzor, that’ll make me feel like a bad friend since I dragged her out the house with me.
Suki hugged me. “Girl, you better enjoy that man. I can see it in your eyes that you feel bad, but you aren’t ditching me. I want you to have that peace tonight. Call you when I get in.”
She had her own key for emergencies, just like I did with hers. She also had clothes in the guest closet from our girl’s nightin at my house. That’s my girl. My rock outside of my son and sister. She’s been there for me through a few seasons of life.
“Alright, I’ll make it up to you.”
“For what? We had a bomb ass time and City’s not that bad.” She winked and I understood what didn’t need explaining.
Rayzor and I stood by watching them get inside City’s Mercedes AMG. He and Suki had banter from the time they left the door to getting to the car. I never laughed so hard in my life.
“I haven’t had a time like that in forever.” I smiled.
“Thanks to you for making that call to get them to link. It’s fucked up about your other girl though. I had somebody for her.”
I rolled my eyes thinking about Rhea. Every time I thought about calling her to talk, I felt it wasn’t even worth it because she would think my feelings were either invalid or I was going about things all wrong. Which’ll lead to another argument.
“Whenever she comes back around, we can set it up,” I replied, gathering the cards and putting them in their boxes.
Rayzor and I cleaned in silence, the music still going, but we hadn’t said much. We stole glances of each other, offering a smile, but remained focused on the goal. I was tipsy so everything was light as a feather.
When he removed his shirt and those tattoos and muscles showed, I salivated like a heathen. The thought of that man having me wrapped like a pretzel invaded my mind so bad. I had the red light special on preview.
That man was intoxicatingly handsome.
“You know you ain’t gotta look. Come‘ere.”
“No. If you want me, you come get me.”
I did a girlish run over to the couch and he caught me. I laughed heartily when he pinned me to the couch. His dick laid between the slits of my ass, and my freaky ass hiked it up. He kissed the back of my shoulder and that set fire to my soul.
His large hand gripped the back of my neck.
“You keep hiking that ass up, and I’m gon’ put something in it.” His voice was low, grumbly. Sending waves through my ear.
“I don’t give a damn where you put it as long as it’s in me.”
He unzipped my dress. When he got to my thong, he kissed both of my asscheeks before placing a subtle bite.
“These mothafuckas look like two chocolate clouds,” he complimented. I heard everything he was saying, but the only things I felt was that he wanted me, and I wanted him.
The zipper to his jeans came down before his skin laid on mine. We didn’t say a word. He held me for a second. Intimate. But the rush was rising. The world went silent, our hearts beat in sync.
The heat from his breath coiled my spine. I was fighting the good fight, but I wanted to be nailed to the cross. Feigning for it in the worst way.
He spread my cheeks and slid into me from behind. Filling me up in one thrust. His fists balled into the cushion of the couch. The sounds of me coating him with my juices and my whimpers took place of the background music.
Our rhythms were in sync. Even though he was big and massive, taking up all of me, I wanted it. Tasted him. My eyes were shut as the world spun. It was the must lustful shit since meeting Rayzor. That name meant one thing in the ring, but my experiences with him were delightful.
He pulled out of me and began eating me from the back. I tried running but the more I ran, the more lethal his tongue became.
He flipped me over and kissed me. I tasted my juices.
In one swift motion, he rocked until he invaded me slowly. I let out the throaty moan, and he didn’t judge me.
“I need this pussy with me all the time.”
