"I don’t wanna hear that bitch's name again," I stated firmly.
Boss just smirked and nodded. "Let's go."
Conflicted but horny, I took his hand and led him our suite. As soon as the door closed, I was pushing him on the bed,yanking off his pants, and dropping to my knees to give him what I know he missed. His thick fingers fisted my hair as I bobbed up and down on his dick. Sloppy. Moaning. Caressing his shaft and balls with my expert tongue.
"Fuckkkk, Monroe…" he groaned loudly. "Don’t nobody suck a dick like you, ma."
Of course not. I was a beast when it came to fellatio. Boss pressed my head further into his lap as I took him deeper, his breathing turning rougher above me. With tears in my eyes and my nose running, I pulled him in even deeper until I felt his hot semen shoot down the back of my throat.
"Muthafucka!" he called out.
I kept sucking until there was nothing left. Until I felt his hardness deflate and his grip on me softening.
"Shit…" he panted trying to catch his breath.
Rising slowly, I looked down at him sprawled against the pillows, eyes closed, one arm draped across his chest. Without a word, I grabbed a Kleenex from the nightstand to wipe my mouth, my gaze never leaving him.
He cracked his eyes open slightly. "I needed that," he mumbled sleepily.
I sat beside him again. “I know,” I purred softly near his ear before kissing his cheek.
Boss yawned, rubbing his face tiredly. “I ain’t mean to come down on you like that, Monroe. Shit just crazy.”
“It’s okay,” I murmured, rubbing slow circles against his chest while his eyes drifted closed again."Aman like you just needs a woman who understands pressure. Somebody flexible.”
He nodded faintly. “You get me…that’s why I fuck with you.”
"Mmhm…" I continued to rub his chest. I kept rubbing until his breathing finally evened out completely. I waited a moment making sure he was fully asleep. When I removed my hand from his chest, he didn't stir. He was out like a light.
And he thought Gianna could replace me and do what I did?Please.
I rose from the bed slowly and walked to the front right where I tossed his pants. Quietly, I fished inside his pocket and plucked out his phone and wallet. With a smile I shook my head. Men thought they were so much smarter than women. But pussy made them careless and trumped their male logic every time.
Boss was no exception.
Chapter 36
Soft kisses were placed on the back of my neck as Remy's hand slid around my waist. With my eyes still closed I smiled softly. "What are you doing, baby?" I moaned gently as he licked softly on my neck.
"Enjoying the feel of having you in my bed in the morning," he murmured in my ear kissing my lobe.
Remy's hand traveled lower until he was at the meeting of my closed thighs. He pushed his hand through, and I offered no resistance as my legs fluttered open to receive him. Remy's fingers parted my lips, and he slowly began to circle my clit with his index.
"Baeeee…" I exhaled with a moan.
He groaned softly against my ear, his hardness pressed against my butt. "You must've been dreaming about me,beautiful." His lips brushed against my ear sending shivers down my spine. "This pussy already so wet for me."
"I'm always dreaming about you," I mumbled, my hand locking onto his wrist.
"Oh yeah—" his tongue dipped into my ear. "Every night?" He dipped his finger into me, his thumb playing with my clit in a soft side-to-side motion.
"Fuck…yes. Every fucking night," I moaned grabbing his wrist tighter.
"That’s what I like to hear," Remy groaned low in his throat. "I love you, Gianna. So much."
"I love you more, Remy," I whispered. Reaching down, I pulled his dick out of his thin pajama pants. I was just about to back up on it when we heard the hurried footsteps of Melo's little feet making his way to the bedroom.
"Dammit," Remy dropped his forehead to the back of my head with a groan. "My son has the worst timing I swear."
