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“What?” I answered the phone dryly, trying to sound pissed even though I was jumping with joy that he had called me.
“Aye Tisha, watch your mouth man,” he said into the phone. I blew out a frustrated breath and put the phone on speaker and sat it on the bed while I put lotion on my legs.
“Otis what do you want?” I asked him. I sat the bottle of lotion on the dresser and slipped on my house shoes.
“Come open the door,” he said. I had to do a double take because I knew damn well this nigga did not just say what I think he said. I knew damn well he didn’t bring his ass to Orlando either.
“Otis, what you mean open the door? Where the fuck are you?” I asked him, walking over to the window so that I could see if he was out there for real and sure enough, his Camaro was parked in front of the house. I sucked my teeth real hard and rolled my eyes. “I fuckin’ hate you so much Otis! Why did you come up here and where the fuck are my kids?” I hissed, moving away from the window.
“Our kids are straight. They at the sleepover! You gon’ let your man stand out here or you gon’ come open the door. Don’t have me cause a scene out here Tisha because you know I will,” he said. I was so mad right now but I didn’t want Otis to start banging on the door and wake up the other girls, so I headed downstairs. I clicked end on the phone call and opened the door for him. I had the meanest scowl on my face and if looks could kill, he would be a dead motherfucka’ right now. I tried so hard to look pissed but he was standing there in front of me looking so delicious. He was sporting a gray Nike sweat suit and the pants sagged off his ass, showing his white boxers. His hair was cut to perfection. It looked as if he may have just gotten it cut this morning. When he smiled at me that was enough to make me want to jump on his sexy ass.
“You just love making me mad, don’t you?” I asked him, trying to hold my smile in.
“No, actually I don’t, which is why I came here. I didn’t mean to snap on you like that earlier. I was wrong and I admit that. I should have never put our daughter in the middle of it, which was foul. So, I’m sorry,” he confessed. I was shocked because Otis ass never admitted to his wrongdoings, so for him to apologize to me was a complete shocker.
“I forgive you. So you drove all the way down here just to say that? You could have said that over the phone,” I said, leaning on the door. I still had him standing on the porch.
“And to get some pussy,” he said walking to me and I tried to back up but it was too late because he had already lifted me up off my feet. He walked inside the house and closed the door shut with his foot. I didn’t want to, but I wrapped my arms around his neck anyways.
“How did you know where to find me? I never told you where we were staying,” I said, still in his arms.
“You didn’t have to, just like you didn’t have to tell me you were at Fat Tuesday’s. Why you think I told you not to drink? You know your nigga hate fuckin’ while your ass drunk,” he said, causing me to laugh.
“Oh so you just knew you was getting some pussy tonight?” I asked him, poking in his dimple.
“Sure did, now which way to your room?” he asked me and I pointed up the stairs and showed him.
As soon as we got to the room, he threw me on the bed and went back to the door. “Lock it,” I told him. He did and came back over to where I was and I sat up in the bed, inviting him to come closer to me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and invited his tongue into my mouth. His breath was so sweet, it taste like a watermelon Now and Laters. He broke the kiss and untied my robe. After taking it off, he scooted me to the edge of the bed and it wasn’t until he got down on his knees, that I realized I hadn’t had my pussy eaten in two days.
“Ohhh shit!” I moaned as I reached out my hands to play in his head while he teased my throbbing clit with his tongue. He pulled back and spit on it and I was going fuckin’ crazy in this room.
“Hmmm baby, yesss,” I moaned out loud. I knew in any minute that I was about to bust a big ass nut. All that could be heard was his licking and sucking me and my nonstop moaning. I couldn’t control my moans even if I wanted to.
“Oh shit, oh Otisssssssss,” I screamed as my body felt like it flat lined. My pussy was jumping out of control and all I wanted now was some dick. I watched as my husband took of his shoes and pulled down his sweats and boxers. He leaned back into me and kissed his way back up my body and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I was still on my high from cumming so hard that I was still slightly panting. He sucked on my neck as he held my hands in place above my head. With my legs still wrapped around his waist, he managed to slide all ten inches inside of me. I tried to unhook my legs from around him because there was no running in this position, but he slapped my thigh and told me not to move. Every pump he delivered to my body, left me letting out small cries.
He was fuckin’ me so good and deep that it was damn near impossible for me to try to keep my voice down. Missionary position always gave me a run for my money, which is why I hated it. I loved for Otis to fuck me from the back. I took those death strokes for a few more minutes until he flipped me over.
Otis slapped me on my ass. “Toot that ass up in the air how I like it,” he demanded. I went ahead and got into the position and prepared myself for what was to come. He placed the head of his dick to my opening, making me go crazy and it wasn’t even all the way inside yet. Once he slid all the way in, I moaned out.
“Ohh Otis,” I moaned as he hit me with deep strokes. I think he was purposely fuckin’ me like this so that I could be this loud. Normally, I’m able to control my moaning but right now, I couldn’t control my moaning for shit.
“Fuckkk I’m cumminnggg,” I yelled, falling down in the bed on my stomach. Shit, I didn’t know if I’d be able to go another round.
“Come ride,” Otis said, sitting on the edge of the bed. I laid there for a few more minutes and then I made my way over to him. Otis sat up in a sitting position on the bed and I climbed onto his lap and placed one hand on his chest and the other one I used to guide his dick inside of me. We let out moans simultaneously. I placed both hands on his chest and moved my hips on his dick at a slow pace, driving us both crazy.
“Shit Tisha, keep doing that shit,” Otis said, in a sexy voice, before sitting up to suck on my breasts. All this was feeling so fuckin’ good to me. I wanted us to cum together, so I sped up my pace.
“Cum with me baby,” I said as he placed hard kisses on my neck and chest. He slapped me hard as hell on my ass and my body started cumming instantly.
“Yessssss,” I screamed out as I threw my head back. I felt him jerk inside of me and I knew he came as well. He lifted me up off his lap and pulled the sheets back and sat me in the bed. I watched him go inside the bathroom and afterwards the shower came on. Ten minutes later, he was walking back inside the room with the towel wrapped around his waist. I watched as he dried off and threw his clothes back on. I reached my hands out to him so that he could hug me. I held on to him for dear life because I didn’t want him to leave. I wasn’t used to him not holding me after we had sex.
“Tisha, let go. I need to get back on the road. I got to take Harmony to dance rehearsal in the morning,” he let me know. I nodded and a tear dropped from my eye. I was only gone for a day and a half and I already missed my babies.
“You want to leave and come home with me or you gon’ stop crying and enjoy the rest of your trip with your girls? You know Nae and the girls gon’ be mad if you dip,” he said, wiping my eyes.
“I’ll stay,” I whispered. I hugged him one last time and he fixed the covers in the bed for me and made sure that I was comfortable. God, I didn’t want him to leave me.
“I’ll call you in the morning Tisha. Go to sleep. I love you,” he told me.
