Chapter 16 #3
He shoved the door open with his shoulder, yanked me inside then slammed and locked the door. Soon as the lights came on, my eyes landed on an angry King. His back was against the door with a stoic look. He smirked sinisterly, dropped his head and shook it from side to side.
“What did I tell you when I fucked you, Layloni?” he asked me in a low, threatening tone.
My stomach tanked as realization finally set in. This nigga is really fucking crazy... I thought.
His eyes bore through my soul. Even with him acting a complete fool, snatching me up and dragging me away from Monty, King looked good as hell and I hated that. I swear I wanted to hate his cocky ass. Every last polished inch of him down to the way he stood in front of me like I belonged to him.
I hated the way his charcoal three-piece suit hugged his broad shoulders like it was stitched directly onto his body by some overpaid designer. His vest sat snug against his chest. Even the tie that he pulled at earler still looked perfect against the deep black silk of his shirt.
“Answer my mu’fuckin question.” He bit his bottom lip.
I tried to roll my eyes, but my gaze betrayed me.
My eyes dragged down the sharp line of his lapels, over the thick column of his neck then landing right back on his perfect sculpted face that was the richest shade of chocolate.
His skin was smooth and flawless. His waves spiraled around his head in perfect patterns, rolling across his scalp.
They framed his forehead just enough that made me want to reach out and test if they felt as smooth as they looked.
I hated that my fingers itched to even find out.
“I hate you.” I whispered looking away from him.
I hated that I noticed everything when it came to King down to the expensive watch peeking from beneath his cuff. He stood in front of me vexed yet still composed with a calm control in his posture like he didn’t just chase me down.
“Say that shit again, Loni.” He sneered, pushing off the door.
His scent reached me before he did, and that’s when my irritation really peaked. The warm amber scent was masculine but smooth. I crossed my arms trying to armor myself before I spoke.
“Look King, what you did is unacceptable, Monty and I are dating and--”
“So, y’all fucking is what you trying to tell me?” His voice dropped lower, he cocked his head to the side daring me to say the wrong answer.
I pushed my fear to the side, dropped my arms and looked him square in the eyes.
“As I said! I’m a grown ass woman and what I do with my…”
“I SAID ARE YOU FUCKING HIM, LAYLONI!!” his voice boomed hard, making me jump. The echo in his voice bounced off the bathroom walls, making my ears ring.
“Look King, you need to calm down.” I nervously nawed at the inside of my cheek. “I don’t have time for this… We ain’t together, you clearly ain’t checking for me on a day to day basis which is why you showed up with a whole other bitch. This is really beyond me.” I sighed.
I was tired of King’s confusing ass. He couldn’t speak how he felt, nor express his emotions worth shit.
He made it clear he didn’t want no woman in his life but was standing in front of me looking like he was ready to kill me because he spotted me kissing a man.
Not just any man, but a man that took the time to get to know me, called me every single day and dedicated time to me.
Monty was a better fit but, after tonight, he could lose my number after he left me high and dry.
“That wasn’t the terms and mutha fuckin conditions, baby.” His eyebrows were drawn down sternly.
“What terms and—”
He yanked me roughly until I knocked against his chest. Before I could protest, he shut me up by kissing me deeply. With a fistful of my hair, King yanked my head back and grinned down at me before flicking his tongue over my top and bottom lip salaciously.
In seconds, I forgot why I was mad, how we ended up in this bathroom with my body pressed against his hard body.
“Daddy gotta remind you why I’m the mutha fuckin King?” His mouth nastily suctioned my entire bottom lip into his awaiting mouth.
King spun me around and shoved my body against the bathroom door. His teeth scraped against the back of my neck, I gasped shut my eyes just as he sucked tenderly on the same spot he bit. My traitorous body responded, I arched my head back as he nibbled and licked around my neck.
In one swift motion he ripped my dress from the front, stepped back to let it puddle around my ankles. The cold air kissed my pebbled nipples and caressed the rest of my skin. With pure possessiveness he turned me around, drunk me in with his bedroom eyes then lowered his head between my breasts.
“You walked in this bitch with another nigga like you don’t know who the fuck you belong to.” His cool breath fanned over my right nipple.
Nastily he bit, sucked, and teased both nipples before spinning me back around to face the door. King knocked my feet apart not bothering to move my dress as he yanked my thong down my waist.
“You gone regret that shit.” He warned.
All I could do was pant in heat. I was ready to beg him for any kind of release with the way he had my body buzzing. I sucked in a deep breath then held it in when I felt his mouth at the small of my back. He trailed kisses down the curve of my ass then spread my meaty ass cheeks apart.
“King…” I moaned and shivered.
“Shut the fuck up.” He spat.
He urged my legs further apart as he ran his thumb along the crease of my pussy lips. In one swift motion, his hand collided against my soaked center with so much force, my knees damn near buckled. The stinging sensation made my clit throb hungrily for more.
“Is this pussy wet for that nigga or—”
“You, King!” I panted the words out frantically. “It’s wet as fuck for you.” I moaned out desperately.
King spread my southern lips apart then licked me from my clit up down to my pulsating center.
His tongue worked between my folds as he tilted his head to the side and flicked his tongue over my swollen clit.
He pulled his mouth away and blew on all the places he licked then suctioned my love bud right back into his hot awaiting mouth.
“Kingggg!”
“Say that shit.” He urged, pulling apart my lips with his thumbs and tonguing his way through my contracting walls.
I couldn’t hold my moans in, my hips pushed back at his face hungrily.
King wrapped one hand around my hip to keep me in place as he pushed his entire face into my pussy.
I gasped, tears fell from my eyes, the overwhelming sensation of his nose against my clit while his tongue caressed my folds.
He took it up a notch by sliding his middle finger into my cleft then fucked my head up by replacing that finger with his tongue.
My body shuddered; I struggled for air. My nails scraped against the door for mercy while my hips mindlessly bucked into his face.
Spasms took over as he thrust into me with his tongue still massaging my clit with his nose over and over.
My climax seemed endlessly, until I was weak and shivering against the door.
“Bend that ass over the sink so I can see if you gave my pussy away.” His hand came down hard on the top of my ass making it jiggle.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
I scrambled away from the door scared as hell from the hard banging.
“Y’all ain’t fenna go round for round in my shit! I put some extra clothes outside the door, get it and go take that shit back to y’all shit!” Rellianah yelled from the other side of the door.
King chuckled and told her to mind her business. Him and Rellianah playfully went back and forth while I struggled to ground myself from the mind blowing orgasm King just gave me.
“Let me clean you up.” He turned towards the sink and turned on the water.
I stood against the door still panting, wanting to stay a great distance from King.
His entire face was drenched in my juices, the bottom of his beard dripped onto his silk shirt and vest. Instead of him washing his face, he snatched up a paper towel and dried his face before tossing the towel in the small waste bucket.
“Come here.” He nodded his head towards me.
Timidly, I walked over to him still feeling the after effects.
“I love your natural hair.” He tucked a loose stand of hair behind my ear, then placed a kiss on my forehead. “I’m gone grab the extra clothes Relli placed outside the door so we can head to my house and finish this conversation.”
His house? I couldn’t believe he even offered to spend the rest of the night with me since he came here with a chick.
“What about your little friend you brought with you, King? As a matter of fact, we should’ve never done this… how is it that you mess up my date? Yet, yours is still here.”
“You can’t do what I do Layloni… stop with the childish games.” He frowned.
“CHILDISH GAMES? Nigga, please.” I rolled my eyes hard.
“You worried bout a bitch when all I smell is you all over my fuckin face. Stop acting like a lil ass girl and get ready to dip the fuck out of here.” King glared at me.
“Look King--”
“Check this shit out Layloni,” He pulled me up against him.
“I like you a lot, ok? You really testing my fucking patience. If I didn’t like or care for you a little, then I wouldn’t have dragged your simple acting ass in here, I would have dismissed your attention seeking ass…
yea, attention seeking… you wanted to test the waters tonight and see what I would do if I caught you kissing that lame ass nigga that didn’t even make an attempt to save you from the big bad wolf!
If you were any other broad I fuck with, I would have just deleted you out of memory!
Now, get yourself together and do the walk of shame.
You don’t have time to say hi to Rellianah either because I still gotta break down the terms and conditions to yo childish acting ass. ”
He had me stunned. So I decided to say absolutely nothing.
“You’re trouble Layloni… real trouble baby. I don’t know what it is about you that seems to keep pulling me your way, but it’s trouble.”
“So you say…”
He chuckled lowly at my words, then snatched the bathroom door open.