“Well, now that you know, keep yourselves entertained,” I said, gently ushering her out of the room.
“Man, I'm about to go outside and smoke. I'ma fuck Pissy P up for not coming and making me the fifth wheel,” Kilo ranted, pulling himself up from the floor and heading to the backdoor. “Make sure y’all disinfect my shit! And don’t fuck up my good towels!”
I pulled Destiny by her waist and didn't stop moving until we were securely locked in one of Kilo’s back bathrooms.
“Baby,” she said, smiling while pushing me away. “What are you doing?”
“You know what it does to me when I hear you use that nasty ass mouth.” I pulled her in for a sloppy kiss and felt her hands reaching for my belt buckle. She was quick with it too because she had my dick out in an instant and was using her hands expertly to make sure he was primed and ready. My girl was lowkey a freak. Her latest infatuation was to pull my shit out and play with it no matter what I was doing to see how fast she could get me to nut.
“How about you watch me use it?” she asked with a devious grin as she dropped down to her knees.
“Wait, what you doin’?” I asked.
“Shut the fuck up,” she commanded while stroking me with her soft ass hands.
“Who the fuck you–Ooh, shit… Destiny!” I groaned. She looked me in the eyes as she swirled her warm tongue around the tip of my dick. Then, she worked her way down as far as she could go while still holding firm at the base.
“Fuck!” I was trying to whisper, but when she started sucking my shit, head bobbing up and down while she held onto my thigh for leverage, I couldn’t help the howl I let out. I refused to even look down at her nasty ass because the sight of her on her knees for me would have fucked me up. She used her free hand as an extension of her mouth, working it over the rest of my length that she wasn’t quite able to reach. The little gargling sound she made every time my head hit the back of her tonsils served as the icing on the cake. When I first met this woman, if you would have told me I’d have her freaked out ass slobbin’ on my knob in the back of a house full of people, I would have told you that you must have been smokin’ the strongest crack from the South Side.
“Shit! You really tryna make me decorate that pretty ass face with this nut, huh? Baby, you got me about to bust. Fuckkkk!” I made good on my promise as I held the back of her head, taking control as I groaned and let off all down her throat. She moaned and did her best to swallow every drop, but the way the excess dripped down her chin had me cumming so hard that my abs seized up.
“You nasty muhfucka! Shittt,” I groaned as she kept sucking until I had no soul left. Her mouth made a loud, filthy, plopping sound when she finally released me from her super-sucker ass jaws. I helped her back to her feet and wiped my abandoned kids from her face as she looked at me with a sickly-sweet smile. She knew exactly what the fuck she was doin’.
“I'ma fuck you up,” I grunted, pushing her back against the mirror. She just laughed evilly, making me grab her by her neck and kiss her roughly. I started to stop when I realized what I was doing, but this was my fuckin’ wife. I would kiss her dick-breath ass as much as I wanted to.
“Who's dick you been suckin’, Peep. Where the fuck you learn that shit?”
“Videos,” she said innocently. “I just wanted to be good for you, baby… Was I good?” This woman needed to be locked up because she was a threat to me and all of society. Every time she pulled that ‘Was I good for you?’ shit, she made me want to buy her another fuckin’ ring and plan another trip down the aisle. She didn't even know that she was awakening a beast in me, and I was ready to blow a nigga’s shit back just for looking her way.
“So fuckin’ good, baby. And now that I know how gorgeous you look with that pretty mouth stretched open for me and my cum spilling down your throat, I hope you know I plan on fuckin’ this beautiful face all the time,” I said, rubbing my thumb over her cheek.
“I look forward to it,” she challenged back. I made sure she was cleaned up so we could rejoin the rest of the squad and finish our game night.
Later on, we were heading home, fussing over nothing important as she held my hand.
“Yeah, I mean, we could have taken the Bugatti tonight, but… you know,” I teased as I shot her a nasty glare.
“Brick! You swore we were past that, now you wanna keep bringing it up! Let it go before I roll down this window and let a butterfly in here!” she fussed. I gave her a look nasty enough to scare the fuck out of a grown ass man, but all she did was laugh.
“Fuck you! But for real, I can’t believe you got one lil’ taste of dick, and it made you go crazy like that!”
“It wasn’t about the sex. It was the principle.” We both laughed and looked off before she sighed and turned back my way. “Damn, I love you,” she said before rubbing her cheek against my hand. I sucked my teeth.
“Man, why you keep sayin’ that shit, Peep?” I groaned, unable to even look in her direction.
“Because I mean it,” she answered. I huffed and looked off, checking my blind spot. Since the night she first let me inside of her, she was always trying to sneak that shit in. I tried to ignore it, but she just kept with the shit.
“Please stop,” I said gently. I didn’t want to upset her, but I was uncomfortable as hell. She sucked her teeth, and I went into recovery mode, trying to salvage the rest of the night. “I just don’t want you saying that and mad at me because I can’t say it back.”
“Have I ever asked you to say it back?” she challenged.
“But you shouldn’t have to. You deserve better. You deserve someone who can give it back.” She let out a sigh and looked at our intertwined fingers, kissing the back of my hand over and over before she spoke again. My eyes went to the rearview mirror before they shot back over to her.
“I deserve you. You may not be able to say it, but you show me all the time, baby. You don’t have to say it.”
“So you just gon’ make a nigga be in love with you, huh?” I teased, knowing that was the closest thing to the truth. That crazy ass girl made me happy. I would give up everything I owned before I left her, so I hoped Ma didn’t plan on striking up any more deals on my good name.
“See, I knew it. You don’t have to say it. I—”