Page 10 of Certified Sin

Sin grabbed my hips to pull me up higher, using his hand to put an arch in my back. I was getting worried about this being painful.

“Hey, can you go... Fuck!”Before I could tell him to take it easy, Sin rammed himself inside me.

His hips were moving like a fucking power drill. This ain’t what I thought it was gonna be. Sin took no initiative to make sure I was experiencing pleasure. He didn’t ask how it felt or rub my clit to take me there. This was solely about him getting what he needed.

Even though I knew this wasn’t about me, I was still on cloud nine from the length of his pipe. All I could do is ball my hands in the blankets to hold on. Sin went deep and stretched out every part of my walls with his girth. I realized the mistake I made by letting this nigga sex me.

I know we ain’t supposed to be having a relationship, it’s strictly against BCE’s rules and regulations, however, Sin hadmy head so gone at this point. I wasn’t thinking about the consequences of our actions.

Chapter 8

Sincere ‘Sin’

I wason my way to a good ass nut, but Ronnie was under me screaming and hollering. She could stop though, because I ain’t tryna hear all that. I grabbed her legs, twisting them to the side to get deeper. I knew this uptight bitch had some good ass pussy.

“Shit!” I shouted.

My teeth clenched together as I came inside the condom. After I made sure it was all in there, I dropped her legs, falling to the end of the bed.

“Sin, I didn’t cum yet,” she whined.

“Shit, ma. Rub yourself or something. I’m about to go shower.” I stood to my feet, panting hard as hell. She sat up, pulling the covers to her chest.

“Rub myself? I have you to help me out, why would I do that?” Here we go. I knew Ronnie was gone be one of them annoying broads after sex, the ones who ask for too damn much.

“Ronnie, I’m tired. I’ll make it up to you alright.” I bent down to peck her lips. She was the first woman I done kissed in years, but I had to do something to shut her ass up.

“Okay. Can I at least take a shower with you?”

I wanted to tell her hell no, but I remembered I needed to be on her good side. “Cool. Come on.”

I went into the drawer to grab some sweatpants and a t-shirt.

The way Ronnie leaped up from the bed, I knew she was happy to join me. This dick done messed around and changed her whole life already. I grabbed a towel for each of us from the closet then headed toward my suite bathroom.

Ronnie was already inside, trying to turn on the water. She wasn’t gone be able to figure it out. I had two bitches over here this week tryna do the same thing. It had to be turned on a certain way. Once I went over to do it, she stepped in.

I only had men’s soap in the shower, and I figured she was gonna complain. However, she didn’t have a problem washing her ass with it. Every other bitch I bring in don’t touch my shit, which is why I keep Dove wash in my cabinet. She ain’t ask if I had nothing like that though, and I’m not about to offer it.

“So, when we get out, am I taking you back to the office or driving you straight home?”

Either of them muthafuckas cool with me. I need to get her out of my crib. I don’t let anybody stay the night.

Ronnie paused with a frown. “I can’t stay here with you?”

“Nah, mama. A nigga gotta hit the studio with Reese,” I lied to her face.

“Oh, okay. I’m going to the office. I have to make sure everything is put up anyway.” Ronnie washed her body, and I couldn’t help it when I bit my bottom lip. My eyes roamed her curves, admiring the suds trailing down her stomach.

“Alright. I need you to do something for me too.” I turned around to stand under the sprayer.

“What is it?” I heard her ask behind me.

“You got some pull at the police station, right?” I needed Ronnie to find this rich nigga. This muthafucka had bank on top of bank.

“Yeah, why? What’s going on?”

“Can you look up an address in the system if I give you a name?”