Page 24 of A Hood Wife And A Rich Goon

She was already soaking wet as he plowed into her slowly. Immediately, he knew he wouldn’t last long. Fucking with Lotus turned any nigga into a preemie because her shit was hitting like that. Looking down, he found his dick glistening and grabbed her ass with both hands. Evren impaled her in swift, long strokes until she leaked over his dick with her bottom lip tucked between her teeth to stifle her screams.

“That shit so good, baby.” He moaned, hammering mercilessly into her until his nut tickled the tip of his dick.

He meant to pull out, but it was too good, so he dumped his seeds inside her until his knees weakened, and he grabbed the counter to hold himself up. Shaking off the fogginess in his head, he panted with his forehead resting against hers. Lips brushing together in one last sweet kiss, he cupped her chin and sucked on her tongue. Lotus nudged him away from her.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“What?” His brows crowded together, and she lowered herself to the ground to put her pants back on.

“You nut in me. I hope you know you’re paying for the Plan B this time.” Grabbing her Calvin Klein jeans, she slipped them over each leg and jumped into them so they would move past her thighs.

“That shit too good, baby. I’m sorry. I can’t help myself.” Pulling his pants tighter around him, he buttoned them again and snapped his belt back in place.

“Well, learn how.”

“Oh, so you saying you don’t want to have a baby by me?” he teased, licking his lips.

“Um, that would be accurate as fuck,” she guffawed.

When she tried to push past him, he seized her wrist, keeping her pressed against the counter as he looked down into her pretty ass bright brown eyes. As his finger brushed against her cheek, he tittered when she recoiled from his touch, turning her head.

“I have to go. I don’t want Emrys to be late for school.”

His son, Michael, was gifted, so he was moved up a grade, making him a sixth grader. He was picked up by the bus about an hour before Emrys left every day.

“You mad at me?” Evren queried, a frown breaking out across his handsome face.

He didn’t think he would be able to take it if she was. When shit wasn’t right with him and Lotus, it fucked with all his day-to-day shit. His own wife didn’t even get that type of energy from him. The minute he laid eyes on Lotus when they interviewed her, he knew he had to have her. She was so poised, but there was something fierce and very sexy about her that he found irresistible. His wife was uptight, and their marriage was spent in missionary, always in the bed, and never any spontaneity for as long as he could remember. She wouldn’t dare fuck on the couch, or in the kitchen, not even the fucking car. Lotus wasn’t even the first woman he’d cheated on her with, but she was the first he’d developed real feelings for.

It wasn’t long before he was complimenting her and making advances that she couldn’t refuse. She also didn’t mind the bonus he attached to her check every week. From there, he resorted to buying her lavish gifts and funding shopping trips and pamper treatments for her like she was his fucking wife. She never kidded herself on this being anything else. It was something to pass the time and get her rocks off. At first, she never would have entertained the bullshit, but his condescending wife wouldn’t shut her pompous ass mouth. Fucking her husband behind her back was very petty, very playing in your face, and Lotus got a kick out of it.

“I would have to care to be mad. You should be mad at yourself.” She scoffed, shaking her head as she looked down to adjust her pants.

Lotus spent her entire life keeping her game face on. Allowing anyone to think she cared was a luxury she wasn’t giving out these days. Evren was an escape for her, but she told herself this was nothing serious. It was sex. Granted, it was good sex, but it wasn’t earth shattering, see the stars type of shit. Evren learned her body enough to pay attention to how to please her. He was her boss, in the end, and as much as she despised his wife, she wasn’t there to break up a marriage. She didn’t see a future with the Wakefields. It was a place to build her experience and make a decent pay rate to provide for herself. She was proud and independent if nothing else, and going back home to her parents was not on her list of things to do in life.

“What you talking about?”

“I think we need to stop doing whatever this is.” She motioned between them before looking into his confused eyes.

“Stop?” Taken back, Evren thought he might have misunderstood her.

Pulling some of her hair up, she used the ponytail around her wrist to tie it into a messy bun on top of her head, leaving a few tendrils near her neck.

“You are married. You have a family, children. We can’t keep sneaking around⁠—”

“Since when is that a problem?” Evren grinned, inching closer and sealing the space between them. “You don’t even like Michelle.”

“Since now, and that doesn’t matter.” Lotus was firm with her words. “It’s been fun and everything—" She pushed her hand against his chest with contempt clouding her eyes.

Immediately, he slapped her hand down and snatched her wrist. Jerking her against his hard torso, his suddenly wild eyes bounced around hers, and he grit his teeth to speak through them. This was a never-before-seen side of him. He always acted like some boisterous playboy, usually when she was giving him his way. Now that she was telling him she no longer wanted to participate in his little game, his true colors were showing.

“The fuck you mean, and everything?” He knew what a kiss off sounded like, and she had him fucked up! “This is over when I say it is, Lotus! Don’t get that fucked up!” Evren hissed as little footsteps stampeded down the steps.

This was getting old. There was no substance to what was going on between them. For the first time, and she hated it, Lotus found herself wondering if there was possibly something else out there for her. Ever since things with her ex, Zuko, that love shit was off the table. Now, she just wanted someone to get her. It seemed like all she ever came across were men who wanted to fuck her or control her. Attempting to yank away from Evren only tightened his grip.

“Let go of me.” She grit her teeth as Emrys skipped into the room, ready for her day of second grade with her backpack slung over both shoulders.

“It’s time to go, Lotus!”