19. Renza Mensah #4
“You comin’?” Reni asked, and I could hear that lil’ bit of uncertainty creepin’ into her voice.
“Yeah,” I answered. “I ain’t gon’ leave you stranded.”
Reni let out a breath that sounded like she been holdin’ in.
“Okay… thank you.”
“Yeah,” I said. “I’ll be there in a minute.”
I ended the call and headed back across town, but the whole drive, I kept lookin’ over at my phone, wonderin’ if Sha’Nelle was ever gon’ call me back. She never did.
By the time I pulled into the parkin’ lot, I already knew I wasn’t stayin’. I was gon’ pick Reni up, make sure she got home safe and keep it movin’.
I grabbed my phone and called her.
“I’m outside,” I said after she answered. “Where you at?”
“I’m comin’.”
About a minute later, I saw her walkin’ out the front doors.
Even from where I was parked, I could tell she had been drinkin’. She wasn’t all over the place, but her steps wasn’t nearly as straight as they usually was. I climbed out and met her halfway. She smiled when she reached me.
“I knew you’d come.”
I opened the passenger door. “Where Mecca?”
Reni buckled herself in before lookin’ over at me. “Her dude came and got her.”
I nodded, closed the door behind her and walked around to the driver’s side.
When I got back behind the wheel, I pulled away from the club and started drivin’ toward her condo.
While I was drivin’, Reni leaned over the console and slid her hand around to the back of my head. Her nails scratched slow through my waves while her thumb rubbed the base of my neck like she already knew exactly what the fuck she was doin’.
I had already made my mind up that I was just gon’ drop Reni off and take my black ass back home. That was the whole damn plan. But shit, I was a lil’ drunk, a lil’ high, and the way she kept rubbin’ on my dick through my pants had a nigga questionin’ every bit of common sense I thought I had.
Every stroke had my shit jumpin’ a lil’ harder against her hand, and I already knew I was startin’ to lose that battle with myself.
“You look good as fuck,” Reni said while she kept rubbin’ the back of my head with one hand and my dick through my pants with the other.
I glanced over at her for a second and took in that chocolate dress she had on.
That muthafucka hugged every curve she had.
My eyes dragged slow over them thick ass thighs before I forced myself to look back at the road.
The last thing I needed was wreckin’ my damn truck over a woman I already knew I shouldn’t be entertainin’.
“You too,” I replied, keepin’ that shit short before I ended up sayin’ more than I meant to.
Soon as we stopped at the red light, Reni wasted zero time.
She reached over, unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out.
My shit was only halfway hard, but the second she bent over and eased half that muthafucka into her mouth, I felt every nerve in my body wake the fuck up.
My dick got rock hard so fast it almost made me curse out loud.
I bit down on my lip and tightened my grip around the steerin’ wheel while she sucked slow on the head of my dick and stroked the rest with her hand. Every pull of her mouth matched the pace of her hand so damn perfect that my hips wanted to move before my brain could tell ’em not to.
I’on even know if it was the liquor, the weed, or just Reni bein’ Reni, but that shit started feelin’ too damn good. I reached down and laid my hand over the back of her head for a second while keepin’ my other hand locked on the wheel. I ain’t stop her. Hell, I damn near encouraged the shit.
I lifted my hips off the driver’s seat just enough to feed her a lil’ more dick, and she took it until she gagged around me. The sound hit my ears, spit rolled down my shaft, and she coughed without lettin’ me go. That shit almost had me forget I was still sittin’ at a damn intersection.
“Yeah,” I muttered under my breath, glancin’ down at my lap for half a second before lookin’ right back through the windshield.
My jaw stayed tight while I fought like hell to keep my focus on the road instead of what was happenin’ between my legs.
Reni kept suckin’ my dick all the way up to her condo gate.
I damn near struggled tryna lower my window and punch in that damn gate code ‘cause every time I thought she was finna let my dick go, she sucked me a lil’ deeper instead.
My hand kept missin’ the keypad like I had forgot how numbers worked.
After fightin’ with the damn keypad longer than I should’ve, I finally got the gate open and pulled through. I parked in Reni’s spot since her car wasn’t there, leaned my head back against the headrest and let out a slow breath.
While she kept suckin’ my dick, I closed my eyes for a second and let myself feel that shit.
Yeah, I knew I had said I was just gon’ drop her off and leave, but a nigga was drunk, high and my dick had been in this woman’s mouth damn near the whole ride over.
At this point, I already knew I wasn’t drivin’ back home no time soon.
Reni finally pulled my dick out her mouth when her jaw got tired. She rubbed the side of her face while lookin’ over at me, her lips shiny with spit and her breath a lil’ heavier than before.
“You gon’ come in?” she asked.
I looked at the spit sittin’ in the corner of her mouth before meetin’ her eyes again.
“Hell yeah,” I said. “I’mma come inside.”
Before she could say another word, I reached in my glove compartment and grabbed a brand new box of condoms. Soon as she saw the box, I caught the change in her face.
She ain’t like it. I already knew she ain’t like it, but I also wasn’t about to fold on the same boundary I been standin’ on this whole time.
I ain’t give a fuck how drunk we was or how hard my dick was. I wasn’t fuckin’ her raw.
I ain’t even give Reni enough time to start complainin’ about the condoms. Soon as I grabbed that box out the glove compartment, I got my ass out the truck and left my phone sittin’ in the console.
I already knew I wasn’t plannin’ on stayin’ until the mornin’, so I ain’t see no reason to bring that muthafucka inside with me.
I walked around to the passenger side, opened the door and held my hand out for Reni.
She stepped out slow, smoothed her dress back down over them thick ass thighs, then looked me up and down without sayin’ a word.
The way she looked at me had a nigga feelin’ like she was already undressin’ me with her eyes.
My dick was still hard as hell and my pants was barely holdin’ on around my waist. I smacked her ass hard enough to make that muthafucka jiggle and nodded toward the buildin’.
“Come on.”
Reni laughed under her breath while we walked to her door.
I stood right behind her with my dick still hard against my stomach while she fought with them damn keys.
The second that lock clicked and she stepped inside, I pushed the door shut behind us and was already all over her before she could even turn around.