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When Trey let Bleu’s legs go and helped her sit upright, she was still trembling with pleasure. That shit had him smiling from ear to ear too! Bringing her to her feet, Trey tongued the fuck out of her, slapped her on the ass, and then moved over to the sink to wash his face.

“If I wasn’t sweaty and shit, I woulda gave ya thirsty ass some dick too, but I gotta get back to work anyway and get my orders uploaded into the system. But if you wanna finish this shit,” he grabbed his bag, kissed her on the neck, then said, “You know exactly where to find me.”

“Yeah, I guess I do.” She exhaled on a moan as she watched him head for the door. “Hey, Trey?” She called after him just as he stepped onto the porch.

“Yes, Bleu Belle.”

She blushed when he finally called her by her full name.

“Uh,” she teased, running her hair over her face to cover her growing smile. “Do you think you can take me to look for a new dishwasher whenever you’re free? You know, so I know which one to get and all that?”

“Of course, Bleu Belle. “Anything for you. I’ve been trying to tell you that shit since day one—whatever you want, I got you. Yo’ mean ass need to quit fighting whatever is happening between us and just enjoy it. I’ll get your number from your customer profile and call you tomorrow.”

“Okay,” Bleu nodded just as a fresh coating of juice began seeping down her thighs.

Her pussy was crying out for Trey, and she couldn’t wait for the next time that he could shut her ass up.

three

“Hello, welcome to For the Love of Melanin Book Shoppe. How may I help you today?” Bleu greeted her first customer of the day as she approached the checkout counter.

“Yes, hello,” a beautiful woman with amber-hued eyes, flawless chocolate skin, and a thick frame said, taking a moment to retrieve and open her phone before asking her question. “I was wondering if you have any books in stock by the following authors: M. Monique, Nek Mills, Author Shon, Monica Walters, TN Jones, Aria Daze, Connie Easton, A. A. Lewis, Mycah Edwards, K. Nicole, Author Shon, Nicole Jackson, and Ladii Nesha?!”

“I do,” Bleu said with a smile that mirrored her customers. “I have quite a few titles available from all of them, actually. If you follow me, I’ll take you to the section where they’re located. Shar, I’ll be right back.” Bleu told one of her workers, who was assisting a customer on the phone, as she left from behind the checkout counter.

Nodding, the lady followed Bleu through her bookstore toward the glass elevator in the center of the store. Once the elevator doors opened, they were on their way to the second floor.

“Here we are,” Bleu said as they exited the cart and turned toward her right. “Every author that you’re looking for is on this floor. Our books are organized by alphabetical order. You start here, Bleu pointed to the first bookcase along the wall, and make your way around the room until you have gathered every book you’d like to purchase.”

“Got it, thank you so much.”

“You’re very welcome. I’m Bleu Belle. Let me know if you need anything else. Also, we have shopping tote bags and baskets in every corner and benches and window seats in between the aisles. We also have complimentary water, wine, and coffee on the main level near the rear of the building in the nook area.”

“Okay, thanks again,” Her customer beamed as her eyes lit up like a kid in the candy store.

“No problem,” Bleu gave a parting smile before taking the stairs back down to the main floor. She was on her way to finish bringing out new stock when her AirPods notified her of an incoming call. Blushing as she heard the name, a shiver raced down her spine as sexual flashbacks ran rampant all over her mind.

“Well, if it isn’t my noisy-ass neighbor, hello, Trey,” Bleu Belle greeted with a smirk. She wanted to hate him, but after the way he’d been screwing her silly, she found it hard to do anything other than cum for the man. With that magic dick between his legs, Trey had her pussy’s undivided attention, and Bleu had absolutely no say-so in the matter. “How are you planning on making my life a living hell today?”

“Wassup, pain in my ass, neighbor,” He shot back. “If anything, I've made your life fucking paradise since I’ve been in it, but how you gon’ talk shit, and you need me? Guess both sets of ya lips need to be kissed again, huh? You do know that you can just tell me you want some dick instead of showing yo’ ass, right, Bleu?” Trey asked, knowing that what he’d asked would immediately cause her pussy to flood with her juices.

Bleu’s cheeks immediately turned red as a chill of pleasure raced up her spine at the memory of how fucking exquisitely Trey’s big, fine ass had eaten her pussy off the bone. She couldn’t deny that shit if she wanted to. There wasn’t shit her slick-mouthed ass could say. He’d officially turned her out; no other dick would ever do again. She giggled as she pushed the cart full of new books to the floor. “And ain’t nobody even thinking about your dick with your conceited ass.”

“A’ight liar. Shit, I can’t tell,” He chuckled in that deep raspy voice that currently had her clit pulsating out of control. “You know my dick been on yo’ mind since I slid it up in you. Let me find out that you like to throw tantrums for the dick instead of just using yo’ muthafuckin’ words.

“Anyway,” Bleu was in a rush to change the subject before she broke down and told him to come fuck her on her desk. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this call?”

“Mmhmm, that's more like it. I’ll be free for the rest of the day in about two hours. Did you still want to drive into the city and go look for a dishwasher? If today isn't good for you, I’ll be free this weekend.”

“No, no, that's fine,” she said a little too quickly for her own liking. “Today is good. I get off at four-thirty. I should be ready by five thirty.”

“Okay, cool. Sounds good,” He nodded. Trey didn’t want Bleu to hear it in his tone, but the anticipation in her again had his dick on hard. Again, the feel of her pussy had barely let him get any work done.

“But with us being an hour away from the city, will we still get there before whatever store we’re going to closes?” Bleu asked as she contemplated leaving work early.

“Yeah, we’ll be fine. The two stores I have in mind don’t close until ten thirty tonight. Plus, it’s just outside of Georgia. So it’s really about a thirty-five-minute ride. You coming over, or do you want me to pick you up?”

“You can pick me up,” The minute her words left her mouth, her mind took a deep dive into the gutter. “I like the idea of being chauffeured for a day.”