I needed to know what she looked like during an orgasm… what that pussyfeltlike.
Clearly overestimating myself, I hit the button to turn up the intensity by one notch and knew I was in danger from the way my abs instantly contracted and every part of me started to tingle.
“Shit!” I hissed, trying to hit the button to go down a level, but I royally fucked up and went higher as the shit tried to suck my soul out through my dick.
“Oh—motherfuck—AGHHH!” I cried out as Pearl threatened to turn me inside out. I couldn’t even fight it, I was done for.
“Fuuuuck!” I belted out as my dick erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for a century. My body went from a violent shake to a pitiful tremble as the toy robbed me of every drop I had in me. I was to the point of tears by the time I was finally able to hit the power button to free myself from its grip. I looked at the toy, now dripping with the proof of my weakness, and almost felt a little violated. I hadn’t nutted like that since… well, the last time I thought about Amaya. This shit was getting out of hand.
“Gottdamn!” A huff escaped my lips as I stared up at the ceiling, breath shaky while I calmed myself down. I could have passed out right there, but I made sure to clean up behind myself, disinfecting the toy before I laid it out to dry on my bathroom counter. The next time my head rejoined my pillows, my lids were heavy, and I was well on my way to a deep sleep. My last thought before my eyes closed was that Ihadto find a way to get Amaya Lewis the fuck out of my head.
CHAPTER 7
DO AS I SAY
“How much youwanna bet your uncle strolls in here late and doingthemost?” I teasingly nudged my niece’s shoulder as we scrolled through videos on my phone on my parents’ couch.
“Nothing!” She chuckled sarcastically then continued, “I actually wanna keep my money!” She was the oldest damn twelve-year-old that I had ever met, and the most sarcastic person that I knew.
“Oh, hell nah,” my big brother AJ boomed before he swooped in and snatched the phone from my hands. “No phone means NO phone, Kadence. Your auntie’s is included in that!”
“Boo!” I fussed, grabbing it back from him. “She’s innocent!” I instantly started pleading her case, even though I had no idea of what she had done. She knew I would ride for her until the wheels fell off, wrong or right. Her mom was working overseas, and my brother was doing his thing as a single father, so we all had a hand in raising her.
“Yeah, tell that to the little boy that she kneed in the balls and broke his damn nose! She’s lucky she didn’t get suspended, or worse!”
“He touched me first!” she said defensively. Her vibrant brown eyes wide and animated as she plead her case. “He pulledmy hair and touched my butt! Inappropriate!” I had to stifle my laugh. My niece wasn’t nearly as unhinged as I was, until someone pissed her off, then she was hell on wheels.
“And there are rules set in place for that. Violence is never the answer. What were you supposed to do Kay?” he asked.
“Tell the teacher, then tell you,” she groaned with an eye roll that only I saw.
“Exactly!” he replied. “So I could shoot his lil’ ass!”
“Wow,” she said, her sarcasm sitting front row center. “I can’t punch people, but it’s totally acceptable for you to shoot them. Makesperfectsense!”
“I think she’s right, AJ. Violence is never the answer, give meyourphone!”
“You would have to fight me for it,” he teased, playfully mushing my head as I tried to steal it from him.
“Boy, you better find you something safe to do!” I jested back. My phone lit up with a text, and I had to bite my lip when I saw Chase’s name flash across my screen. It wasn’t even on some flirty shit, but for some reason I always ended up smiling or laughing when his beige ass texted me.
Chase
I feel like we need to discuss the amount of documents you’re printing out. I haven’t had to change my ink in 3 years, but I’ve been through two cartridges and three reams of paper since we started this shit.
Me
I’m off the clock.
Chase
Just be prepared for this $394.52 OfficeBeat charge to come out of your pay.
Me
Chase, you’ll be lucky if I don’t bill YOU for texting me during non work hours! I’m getting ready for dinner. I don’t have time to argue with you about your printer paper!
Chase
