“Umhm,” he eyed me lustfully.
“I thought you were tired.” My body was warm with desire, so I had no clue why I was stalling.
“Man, you playing.”
Huncho walked over to me and cupped my chin in his hand as he gently bit my earlobe. “We missed you,” he whispered in my ear as he placed my hand on his hard member.
My eyes closed and breath hitched as he sucked my neck. “I missed you too.” There was no need to keep playing games. Actions spoke louder than words anyway so why not confess?
“Lay down for me.” The command was given in a gentle tone, but I wasted no time obliging. Shit, he may as well have yelled at me the way I moved my ass.
After removing my bottoms, I did as he asked. Licking his lips. Huncho eased in between my legs and placed kisses along my belly all the way down to my freshly waxed mound. He placed a kiss on my clit before stiffening his tongue and probing my center. Huncho spread my lips and went to town like a starved man. My stomach caved and chest rose up and down rapidly as he devoured me.
“Fuck baby,” I moaned as my toes curled.
“Say that again,” he mumbled with a mouth full of pussy. Yeah, Huncho’s little ass would drive me insane if I let him.
“Baby,” I moaned louder as I lifted my hips and fucked his face. “Just like that. Oh my fucking, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” my back arched as I came long and hard. The intensity was like a punch to the gut. “Fuckkkkk,” I panted.
With a smile on his glistening lips, Huncho came up for air. When he pushed into me my eyes widened. Oh my God he felt so good inside of me without a condom on. “Why, oh fuck,” I whispered. There was no point in even asking him why he didn’t use protection because he was already inside of me.
“Fuck is right,” he moaned into my ear. “You feel so damn good, Josie. I missed this shit.” Huncho pinned my arms above my head and stroked me so good I bit my tongue. He was justthe right amount of gentle and savage. He sexed me like a man possessed.
“You on birth control?” he asked before snaking his tongue into my mouth.
“Yes, but it doesn’t matter because I want you to come in my mouth,” I moaned seductively against his lips. “I’m swallowing all that shit.”
“Got damn,” he grunted as he fucked me harder. Huncho kissed me through my second orgasm. The moment my pussy stopped contracting, he snatched out of me, and I got on my knees.
“Ummmmm,” I moaned while taking him into my mouth.
“What the fuck?” Huncho gazed down at me with his mouth slightly agape. I was sucking the fuck out of his dick. The taste of my own essence turned me on in ways I didn’t even know I could be turned on. The more my pussy pulsated the harder and deeper I sucked until he was releasing and shooting his seeds down my throat.
“Bro, you fuckin’ trouble,” Huncho could barely breathe as I grinned at him. I was glad he knew I could be just as much of a problem as him.
CHAPTER 12
ISSAC
I saton the beach beside Alandra staring out into the ocean. Finally, after what seemed like twenty minutes, she spoke. “You all talked out? How was therapy? What did he or she say?”
The night of Hymn’s bachelor party, Alandra ended up coming back in to give me her number. I didn’t hit her up that night. I fucked one of the strippers. I made sure to strap up and I still waited a few days and went to the doctor to get checked for STD’s. I wasn’t used to being single. The fear of getting a parting gift from a groupie was something I was paranoid about. I had heard too many horror stories. Especially the ones about women trying to get a nigga’s sperm out of used condoms. I’d kill a bitch for playing with me like that.
“Something that I already knew,” I chuckled. “I let my insecurities push me to do something I wanted to do anyway. I just used being angry as a way to try and justify my actions. I wasn’t wrong for being upset that London put that man’s feelings before mine. I was wrong for how I handled it. Pushing her away. Not talking to her or giving her affection. Cheating. This shit was all one hundred percent my fault, and if she can’t forgive me that’s her right.”
“I’m impressed. You seem to be handling this well.”
That comment got a laugh out of me. “I’m glad that’s how it seems. I had way too many nights of drowning my sorrows in alcohol. Most of my days are spent feeling like shit and knowing that I ruined the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“Wow. I’m sad for you. You think it’s really over? Maybe it’s just pregnancy hormones.”
“Nah. She’s done. I knew it before she filed for divorce. This is pretty much the calmest she’s ever been. Maybe her hormones are in reverse. Instead of being a raging lunatic, she’s a calm fairy or some shit.”
“So, why did you ask for my number? Clearly, you’re not over her. I’m not interested in being a rebound.”
I looked over at Alandra. “I’m not trying to make you a rebound. I had sex the other night with a stripper. My shit would barely get hard. I’m a sad ass case. I didn’t even plan on asking you here to dump all my shit on you. I’m sorry.”
“You’re good, Isaac. It’s clear you need a friend, and I can respect the fact that you realize you can’t get over her by having sex with random women or with familiar women. It’s going to take you some time to heal. When you jumped straight from me to London, that hurt. A lot. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.”
