“So you just be fucking?”
“Man, you missed the point.”
“Whatever.”
“Whatever this dick. Gimme some pussy.” Tasim walked over to her and opened her robe. He slid his hand down to her pussy frowning when he noticed she was naked. Just thinking bout her fucking another nigga tonight had him in his feelings.
“I’m not giving you shit. Get the fuck away from me.”
Norah tried to swing but Tasim grabbed her wrist and bent it. Norah slid down the bed to the floor so she should haveaccess to punching him in the nuts. Just as she built up enough courage Tasim wrapped his hand around her neck and crashed her into the ground. He wasn’t into hitting women but he would definitely physically restrain them.
“Calm yo lil ass down.”
“Okay.” Norah nodded. The moment Tasim took his hand from around her neck she flipped him off of her. Tasim was surprised by her strength but the shit only turned him on. He couldn’t help but laugh to himself. She was no match but he gave her an “E” for effort.
Tasim quickly flipped Norah on her back then held her hands over her head. He and Norah locked eyes then held each other's gaze briefly. Tasim, unsure of what was next to come, he bent down and kissed her. This also took Norah by surprise because he didn’t strike her as a nigga that kissed women. She wasn’t sure whether she should accept or reject his tender lips. Just as most women who were not searching for love, felt that kissing was just too damn personal. However, she parted her lips and accepted the kiss regretfully.
8
NORAH
“Why you kissing me like this?” Norah asked, coming up for air. “That shit too personal Tasim.” She asked while his lips crashed down into hers. She felt a flutter in her chest, a spark that refused to be ignored. She tried to push him away, but her hands betrayed her, wrapping around his waist instead. She hated this. She hated how her body responded to his touch, hated how her heart skipped a beat at just the sound of his voice. Most of all, she hated how she was falling for him, hard and fast, despite every warning sign screaming to stop. This was why she had ignored him for so long. Week one, she craved him undeniably. Week two, she thought she would lose herself in lust. She knew why he was upsetbecause they had gone from talking two - three times daily to her completely disappearing.
Without warning, Tasim wrapped his hand around her neck a second time. This time he used much more force causing her to gasp for air.
“Don’t do that again Norah.” He warned studying her eyes. He did care if she would be upset. Hell, he didn’t care if she took her last breath right here. He needed her to understand the caliber of nigga he was and the shit she pulled was disrespectful.
Instead of Norah punching him on the side of his face as she wanted to do, this turned her on. She liked a mean ass fine nigga that put his foot down. The way he took charge. The way he used forced entry. The way he looked her in the eyes to let her know she wasn’t running shit. Her pussy was signing a melody of its own. She wanted to be fucked and she wanted to be fucked now.
“Fuck me nigga!” She demanded with her face frowned matching his stare down.
“You don’t deserve this dick ma.” He tried to play hard to get. As always, he had her fucked up.
Wham!
Norah cocked her hand back and smacked the spit from his mouth. His grin did something to Norah in that very moment.
I met my fucking match.
Norah thought, watching him. He wasn’t upset but she could tell he wanted to strangle her more. Instead, he roughly pulled his dick from his sweats then parted her legs with force. He wasn’t gonna have mercy on Norah and she knew it.
Their lips crashed together in a fierce, primal kiss, the tension between them was wild but genuine. It was a collision of desire and disdain, each touch sparking a fire that neither could ignore. He pinned her wrists above her head again, their chests heaving in unison. For a moment, the world narrowed to a thrumming need. The hatred, and the undeniable attraction that refused to be extinguished.
As they kissed, Tasim slid his dick into her making her eyes buck and release a heavy gasp. His dick slid in and out of her, powerful and intensely. In this moment, it was clear that neither was truly in control. He served her with massive strokes and she received them while squeezing her pussy muscles. Both of them were ensnared by a passion that defied logic and reason.
Norah’s pussy felt so good creaming on him, he stopped in mid-stride and gazed down at her. His eyes burned with a fierce intensity. She met his gaze, her own eyes flashing with a mix of defiance and desire.
“Why do you fuck me so good? What point you tryna prove?” She asked as explosive moans rushed from her lips. Tasim caught the attitude in her voice and this confirmed her disappearance.
“Because I want you to crave me. I want yo ass to crave me so bad you won’t dare let another nigga have this.” He breathed heavily into her ear releasing the grip he had on her wrists. “You think I fucked you good, well I’m about to kill this pussy Norah. Don’t worry I’ll cover the funeral service.” He taunted then did just that.
The room around them melted away, leaving only the primal connection between them, a connection that seemed to thrive on the very friction that had long characterized their relationship. It was a dangerous dance, one that neither couldafford to lose, yet neither could truly win. And in the heat of that moment, all that mattered was the next touch, the next kiss, the next breathless surrender to the passion that consumed them both.
***
"Norah! What the hell happened to my door?" Mama yelled from the front room. Both Norah and Tasim looked at one another, totally forgetting that the door sat on the floor because they were busy in their zone of one another’s comfort. Before Norah could reply Mama was already at her bedroom door. She poked her head inside while she and Tasim laid on the bed talking. Instead of replying, Norah looked down at Tasim for him to explain what the hell happened to that woman's door.
"My bad Mama. Yo grand daughter had me fucked up." Tasim dug into his pocket and pulled out some cash. It was an entire stack. More than enough so Tasim handed it to her. Mama knew herself that it was way above the amount so she smirked.
