Remedy’s eyes floated up to his, taking in every flex of his muscles.
“You’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” he groaned, toes curling against the floor, grip tightening and his head falling backward. “So beautiful. Look at you, making that shit disappear. Get up.”
Remedy drank more of him before releasing his dick from her mouth. “I wasn’t done thanking you.”
“I want that juice on my face. That’s the thanks I need,” he groaned again, smacking her ass through the leggings before pulling them off. The sweatshirt was next.
When he had her completely naked for his viewing pleasure, he laid down. “Give me my strawberry.”
Remedy bit her lip and did what was asked of her, moaning on contact, she rode his face. Erys had her right where he wanted her, free and fully open for him. He watched her glide herself from his face down his torso, lifting up to roll her hips down on his dick.
Erys gripped her hips, bouncing her up and down. He couldn’t get a word out of his mouth. Too lost in the aura of her.
“Fuck, Rem,” he breathed. “You trying to snatch my fuckin’ soul?”
She moaned and bit a smile. “Maybe.”
“Fuckin’ playing like I won’t let it happen,” he growled, flipping her over and grinding into her. “This shit gon’ have me going to war behind you.”
Remedy threw her leg over his shoulder, embracing the passion in every stroke. Almost at her peak before Ernie’s voice clashed against the sounds of their euphoria.
“Y’all fuckin’?”
Remedy stopped mid moan, eyes popping open and croaked, “n-no.”
Erys groaned, halting himself mid-stroke. “Yes! What you want?”
Instantly irritated, he looked toward the door where Ernie had his hands out and one eye closed. “Someone is trying to break in our shit.”
“What?” Erys fussed, still deep inside of Remedy. The pulse of her pussy still drumming around him. “Fuck you talkin’ about? I’m busy. If this is some bullshit-”
“Nigga, how were you in someone’s military? You asking too many fuckin’ questions. Remedy, untangle yourself and get my guns. Them niggas back to take my shit,” Ernie huffed. “Asking me all this shit and these muhfuckas breaking into our shit. Get out the pussy and come the fuck on!”
Remedy pulled the blanket over her body as Erys pulled himself from her depths, grabbing his pants and gun. By the time he made it to the bedroom door, his pants were on and the gun was ready to fire off.
“Stay up here with Rem,” he ordered, easing down the stairs, gun drawn.
“I’ll keep her warm,” Ernie muttered, peeping into the room.
“Ernie, this is not the time to play,” Remedy replied, getting out of the bed wrapped in sheets and waddling to the bathroom.
Erys reached the bottom of the stairs and saw the masked man through the smoked glass working to get into the house. Hearing the latch pop, he positioned his gun to point at the intruder’s temple. Patiently, he watched the skinny figure take two steps in and close the door behind him.
“One more step, I’m blowing your brains out, muhfucka,” Erys gritted, spotting the bandana wrapped around his wrist. “Do you know who the fuck I am, gang?”
The masked man’s eyes darted to Erys, taking in the crazy of his eyes peering back. Erys had a reputation in Trae Way that preceded him. A gang legend known for being out of his mind.
“C-crazy Trae?” the voice of the intruder sounded young. His hands popped up. “They didn’t tell me this was your spot. I ain’t mean no harm.”
“Too fuckin’ late,” Erys spoke, the gun pressed against his temple. “Baby! Bring me a shirt and some shoes. And my truck keys.”
Remedy hurried down the stairs in his shirt and shorts with another clip in her hand along with the items he asked for. Keysand clip in his pocket, shirt in his hand, shoes at his feet, she kissed his cheek and went back up the stairs.
“You move, I’ll kill you.” Erys was direct and menacing. He donned his shirt, slipped his feet into the shoes and then yanked the boy up by his collar. He dragged him out the house and to the truck he hadn’t backed into the garage. He opened up the back door and flung him in like a ragdoll.
It wasn’t until he sped out the gate and slammed on the brakes that he addressed the misguided gang member.
“Take that bullshit off your face. Breaking into people’s house like a fucking coward. Who sent you?” Erys asked, anger falling from every word. He could have unmasked him in the house but he didn’t want to expose either Ernie or Remedy to any additional trauma.
