Chapter 10 #2
I crept deeper into her house as I followed the sounds of the song.
As if I’d time traveled back in time, she stood at the sink washing dishes while swaying her hips.
Not wanting to overstep, I decided to do the Kendrick Lamar squabble up dance.
With all the restraint I had, I was able to keep my distant.
My eyes we fixated on Nessa until I got into the song and started turning around while I did my little two stepped.
“Nas, what the fuck?!” Nessa gasped once she finally laid eyes on me. She paused the loud music as she waited for me to answer but I was too mesmerized by her beauty. “Um, helllooo, Nasir, I know you hear me talkin’ to you.”
“My bad, I got lost in the song,” I finally spoke.
“You shouldn’t have heard the song because yo’ ass wasn’t supposed to be here. So, help me understand not only why you are here, but how the fuck you got inside?”
“I’m here because I was doin’ a driveby to make sure nothing was out of place and saw your car. I came inside and I thought I heard you screamin’ and followed the noise.”
“Why the hell would I be screamin’?”
“Maybe screamin’ that nigga name. Then I heard the music and I remembered how much you used to love this song, our song. It’s good to know not everything changed.”
“My love for this song wouldn’t have changed.”
“But yo’ love for me did?” I questioned as I closed the space between us.
“I mean yo’ love changed first, remember?” she countered breathlessly as I stood in front of her.
“Nawl, I loved you then almost as much as I do now. The only thing that changed it was the fact that I know you had and provided a great life for our child.”
“I had to do my best to give her the life that I knew we’d both want her to have.”
“And you did the damn thing. I could’ve asked for a better mother than what you are to Nyla. Even in the few weeks I’ve been here I can see how much Nyla means to you and how important motherhood is.”
“Nas.”
“Nessa.”
“Nas, we can’t.”
“Nessa, we can.”
“We shouldn’t.”
“Oh, but we should. I love you, Nessa.”
“Damn it. I love you too, Nas.”
That was all I needed to hear before I picked her up and placed her on the kitchen counter.
I stepped between her thighs before I placed a passionate kiss on her lips.
Her hand moved to the back of my head pushing me closer.
Her mouth opened slightly as it welcomed my tongue.
I’d longed to want to kiss her again, touch her again but most importantly fuck the shit out of her again.
This time would be different because I wasn’t taking any anger out on her about hiding my child.
My dick fought to get free as I made out with Nessa like we were teenagers again.
Despite her being with another nigga, she still felt like home.
Every inch of her body was exactly how I remember it.
I broke our kiss to slip off her shirt exposing her breasts that were covered by her bra.
Pulling one out, I licked her nipple until it became hard and pulled it into my mouth.
Her head fell back as she gripped the back of my neck.
Last time we fucked it was on the sofa, and I didn’t mind bending her over in this big ass kitchen but didn’t want to.
I covered her exposed breast back up before tossing her over my shoulder.
Walking up the stairs, I made my way towards her room as I massaged her bubbly booty.
The bedroom and living room set she picked out for her room paired well together, and the earthy tones screamed Nessa’s personality.
I laid her gently down on her green comforter before she looked up at me.
After I undressed her, I took a moment to admire Nessa’s grown women body.
She still had that mocha chocolate skin and her nonexistent waist, but that dropped into some wide hips that weren’t there before.
Her thick hips paired well with her plumped bubbly round ass.
I hated that her body has ever been shared with anyone other than me, but I couldn’t blame anyone other than myself.
I was determined to erase all traces of his lame ass after today.
I spread her legs before kneeling down to her opening.
The juices glistened as they slipped out of her beckoning for me to lick them up.
As I answered the call and licked every ounce of her up, Nessa’s moans filled my ears as I enjoyed the taste of her.
Her hands moved to my head as they squeezed the back of it.
After I finished my meal, I stood to my feet and undressed.
“You love me, Nessa?” I questioned her as I hoovered over her while playing in her nut with the tip of my dick.
“Yes, baby, I love you,” she purred as she looked up at me. “That feels so fuckin’ good.”
I filled her up with all the dick she could take still having some left out.
Her back arched slightly as I drilled in and out of her passionately.
Her nails dug into my back as I gave her good pipe to help her forget that nigga.
Pinning her hands to the bed, I delivered deeper strokes as we held eye contact.
Her moans turned into screams as I went deeper.
It wasn’t until she creamed all over my dick that I eased up on her.
When she felt me pulling back, she used her strength and flipped me on my back.
Her teardrop shaped breasts dangled in my face as she eased down on my dick.
She slipped the other breast I didn’t suck into my mouth while she slid up and down my dick.
The way she rode me had me clenching my ass cheeks together.
I wasn’t gonna last long, and when she laid down on my chest and rode me.
That shit had me rolling my eyes in the back of my head especially when she did that little grip trick.
Just like I’d thought it wasn’t long until I was filling her up with my nut.
I never thought twice about going raw into Nessa because she was home.
Hell, it took her two years after we first started having sex to stop using condoms, so I know that lame ass nigga she was dealing with wasn’t hitting it raw.
I purposely wasn’t pulling out with the hope of giving her another baby.
As much as I understood she was in a relationship; I didn’t respect anything about that shit because that nigga wasn’t up to her standards.
“Fuck, Nessa,” I huffed after I nutted. “I’m trying to be knee deep in you every chance I get. You need to drop that nigga.”
“Nas,” she stressed as she sat up and started redressing. “This was a mistake; we can't do this again.”
“You said that bullshit the first time and here we are. Just drop that nigga.”
“Just let me think for a second. Look, go home we’ll talk when I drop Nyla off for the weekend.”
“You’ll only have to walk her next door.”
“Next door?”
“Yep. Hello, neighbor.”
“Ain’t no fuckin’ way you brought me the house next door to you.”
“Yes, yes I did. You’re safer this way.”
“Nas…”
“Ain’t we’ll talk this evening after you dump that lame ass nigga.”