Page 41 of Certified Sin

“I can’t believe I did that.”

“Be you, baby.” Holding her chin with my fingers, I pecked her lips until she opened for me, sticking her tongue in my mouth. “I wanna see every part of you.”

I tried to line myself up with her pussy, but she turned around on her stomach, facing away from me.

“What you doing, Ronnie?” I asked with knitted eyebrows.

She looked at me over her shoulder. “You didn’t want me to turn around?”

“Nah, I want to look at you.” I kissed the back of her neck. “Turn over.”

Once she got back where she was, I wrapped one of her legs around my waist. We maintained eye contact as I slid inside of her.

“Fuck, baby,” I spoke, my eyes closed tightly.

Ronnie was soaked. Sin was crazy as hell for messing this up. Her hands went around my shoulders to hold on when I sped up my strokes.

“Go deeper!” she shouted, and it’s a good thing I soundproofed this room when I started recording music. I kissed her passionately to muffle her screams.

“You feel so good inside me,” Ronnie cried out as my thumb rubbed circles on her clit.

Her other leg came around me, both of her hands tangled in my hair as she yanked on it. I searched blindly for a pillow, putting it under her ass to hit it at a better angle. We were both sweaty as hell, but I didn’t let up. Spreading her ass cheeks wide, I drove my dick deeper. I wanted to be in her fuckin’ stomach. This shit felt amazing.

“You close, ain’t you?” I whispered in her ear when I felt her trembling underneath me.

Ronnie nodded her head, her eyes locked on mine.

“Yesss, don’t stop! Fuck! I’m finna cum, Reese!”

Our heads moved toward each other at the same time. My breath came out in pants as my balls tightened up. I was right there with her.

We kissed, riding out our orgasms together. Pulling out, I moved the pillow to the side. Pecking her lips one more time, I fell to the bed like a sack of potatoes. She tired my ass out.

My intentions were for us to try to get some sleep. Ronnie had other plans though, when she hopped out of bed, searching around the room for her clothes. I was offended. Ms. Lady was treating me like a booty call.

Chapter 27

Ronnie

“Where are you going Ronnie?”Reese was sitting up on the bed with a confused expression.

My eyebrows furrowed as I grabbed my underwear from off the floor.

“Home.” His arm reached out to stop me from putting it on.

“Why are you leaving?”

I shook my head, snatching away from his hold. I surveyed the room for my sweatshirt and pants. Finding them at the end of the bed, I got dressed.

“We don’t have to make this into something. I know this was just us grieving from Sin’s death,” I noted.

“Aye, hold on,” he instructed when I headed for the door. Flinging the pillow to the side, Reese got up to come toward me.

“Grieving or not, I still wanted you. I know you feel the chemistry between us, since the first day in your office.”

I nodded my head, and he grabbed ahold of my hand, kissing me on my lips.

“I felt it, too,” he admitted. “We agreed to be friends, but I wanna be more than your friend though. Let me take you on a date.”