He didn’t let up and snatched my orgasm from my soul. My mind was still floating when I felt the weight of his body on mine. He covered my mouth with his, pressing his tongue inside. I eagerly sucked the remnants of my juices as his dick entered me swiftly.
He stretched me wide, filling me with his full length and girth. I moaned into his mouth as my pussy made room for him. I should’ve denied him, but every stroke felt like heaven, and the thought of denying him seemed asinine.
Suddenly, he aggressively pulled his mouth away from mine, causing my eyes to pop open. The light from the moon peeked through my blinds, allowing me to see that his eyes were on mine.
“I gave you some time to cool off because I know you’re upset, but let me tell you something. The next time you got a problem with me, keep your hands to yourself and keep your voice at a respectable level. I let you get that shit off your chest this time, but in the future, because regardless of what you think, our future is together, don’t you ever think you can break up with me without a civil, two-way conversation. Do you understand me?”
While he spoke, his strokes were slow, deep, and intentional. My mind, body, and soul could feel that he meant every word he said.
“You can’t—”
“E, it’s a yes or no question. Do you understand me?”
The speed of his strokes increased, and his dick went deeper than I ever thought possible.
“I—”
He slammed into me, and I could feel him in my chest as he shouted, “Yes or no?”
“Yes, baby. I understand.”
“Good girl. Do you want me to stop?”
My head flung from left to right before he could finish the sentence.
“You like when I fuck you hard?” I nodded. “You want me to fuck you harder?”
“Yes, please.”
“You gon’ stop talking to me crazy?”
“Yes, River.”
“I already made you cum once, and after that shit you pulled downstairs, you didn’t deserve it. Do you know how much it hurt to hear you say those words? You made me fall in love with you, and you got the best pussy on the planet, but you don’t even trust a nigga.”
“But you were with—”
“Nah, baby. I don’t want to hear that shit, because you don’t know shit about shit. Lucky for you, I want to give you the world, even if it is a nut you don’t deserve.”
He tucked his arms under my thighs and fucked me like I stole his most prized possession. I came twice before he filled me with his seeds, and when he finally removed himself from my womb, I was asleep within seconds.
The next time I opened my eyes, it was because of my vibrating phone on the bedside table. I grabbed it, pressed the button on the side to silence it, but seconds later, it buzzed again. I looked at the screen and saw it was Shakira, but I wasn’t in the mood to talk to her. Again, I silenced the call only for her to call right back.
“What, Shakira!”
“First of all, don’t yell at me. Did you see the video River made on Flikstagram?”
The events of the night came flooding back, including the way he snuck into my room, fucked me senseless, and left like a thief in the night.
“Fuck River.”
“Based on that response, can I assume you didn’t talk to him?”
“I give zero fucks about what River has to say.”
“Erissa, as your friend, I understand, but as your friend, I’m telling you, look at his post.”
“Fine! I’ll watch the video. Goodbye and good night.”