Page 51 of Dirty Heat


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He sucks his teeth, unbuckling his belt. “Yeah, you’se a fucking lie.” He unzips his zipper. “My dick is hard.” He pulls his jeans down over his hips, then his boxers. “We fucking, baby. So you might as well grab the dresser and bend over, or get up on them knees ’cause there ain’t no way you leaving up out of here to fly across the ocean to cackle with your girls on some tropical island for three days, and think I’m not getting up in that ass.”

His long, thick dick is curved upward, and so rigid that it barely moves as he stalks toward me with a single-minded determination. To fuck.

I laugh, dancing around the room to keep a distance between us. “I’m serious, baby. No. I’m already showered.”

“So. I’m not tryna hear that. Shower again. Fuck it. I’ll lick you clean.”

I swallow. “Ooh, see now you’re playing dirty,” I say, shaking my head. Roosevelt knows how much I love watching him tongue my pussy clean after he’s shot a hot load inside it.

He hasn’t tongued his cream out of me in a long while. And now this six-two, chocolate motherfucker is standing here in his size thirteen boots, talking about licking my pussy clean. Oh, this motherfucker is up to something. And I’ll bet these six hundred-dollar pumps that it’s something no goddamn good!

I tilt my head. Narrow my eyes. Throw a hand up on my hip. “Who you going to Atlanta with?”

He frowns. “What?”

“You heard me? Who the fuck are you going to Atlanta with?”

“Yo, are you fucking kidding me right now? I’m tryna get some pussy, and you asking me some shit like that. You know who I’m going with. The same muhfuckas I go with every year. Who the fuck you going on this retreat with?”

I buck my eyes. “Oh, don’t turn this on me, nigga. You haven’t licked my pussy out in months; now all of a sudden you wanna clean your nut out. Sounds to me like you got some bitch on hold and your guilt is getting to you.”

He scowls. “Yo, get off that dumb shit. There’s no one on hold, but you. Now are you giving me some pussy or what?”

I suck my teeth. “I’m telling you now, Roosevelt. Go out there and fuck some other bitch if you want, and I’m gonna go upside your goddamn head.”

He laughs. “Yeah, keep talking shit. How ’bout to go upside this dick. The only person I’m giving this to is you.” He fists his cock, stroking it. “See this hard dick…?”

I glance down at his moving hand. The crown of his dick is trickling with wet, sticky nectar.

“It’s all you, baby. Now take them motherfucking clothes off.”

Just that quick I forget that I’m trying to be pissed and fight to keep from licking my lips. I keep staring him down. Roosevelt knows I won’t deny him pussy. And him standing here naked isn’t helping none, neither is the Acqua di Parma cologne he is wearing.

Still, in his heated attempt at seducing me, I don’t budge. “I gave you some pussy earlier.”

“And? He frowns. “Your point? My dick is hard now. And I want some more. What, you saving it for some other motherfucker?”

I roll my eyes. Shift my weight from one foot to the other. “Nigga, please. Take me to the airport, please.”

“Yeah, aiight. You not leaving up outta here until we’ve finished fucking. So stop playing. You wasting time.”

My pussy clenches as he prowls closer. I take a step back, then another.

“We’re not going anywhere until you take care of this dick.” He flicks his wrist up, glances at his watch. “The clock’s ticking. Hurry up. You’re gonna miss your flight.”

See. This is the Roosevelt I fell in love with—the pussy-hungry Roosevelt with the rock-hard dick who’s always ready to fuck on the spot.

But, right now, as tempting as the offer is, I will not be sidetracked. Well, I don’t want to be. Oh, no. No, no, no. The only thing on my mind is getting to the airport, then getting on flight 1491 headed to my weekend rendezvous.

But Roosevelt doesn’t care. His hard dick, and getting release, is all he is concerned with. So to keep him happy and speed this along, I acquiesce. Tell him I’ll give him some head, a quick suck to soothe his balls.

The thought of Roosevelt’s hard dick hitting the back of my throat makes my mouth water, and my cunt juice. It’s been a long time since I’ve actually sucked a nut out of him. Believe it or not, he doesn’t particularly care for having his dick sucked, but he lets me because he knows it’s what I love doing.

Sucking him.

Licking him.

Gulping him down.

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