Chapter 11 Chaos
I fuse our lips together in a sexy, commanding kiss. Her chest heaves, and her lips relax underneath my pressure. I don’t give up, but continue coaxing her lips open with my tongue, by licking them and brushing my lips against hers.
She slowly opens her lips to me, and she is all soft, warm, and sweet.
I need more, and this slow kissing ain’t ever been me.
I pillage her mouth, stealing what I want, plundering what she’s slow to give, and dissolving every barrier she is attempting to erect until a soft whimper falls from her lips.
She pulls back slightly, clutching my cut and moaning my name.
“Chaos.” Just hearing her say my name like that, the way she did a long time ago, almost robs me of my resolve to stand firm against her.
I want to give her every damn thing she asks for, but I must remain in control.
It’s what’s best for her, CJ, and me. I can never be weak for this woman again.
Charisma’s hands go to the back of my head, and her fingers softly caress it. She presses hard into me, throwing her leg up, and I catch it.
I can tell that she wants me as badly as I want her. I grip her by the neck and demand, “Who you been fucking?”
“What?”
Her eyes are teary, and she is staring at me in confusion with swollen lips and a heaving chest that turns me the fuck on. The top button of her pink sleeveless blouse has come undone.
“You heard me. Who have you been fucking in the last five years since I’ve been gone? Don’t your ass lie to me. I’ll find out. If you lie to me, I’ma put a bullet in that nigga’s head right in front of you.”
“Nobody, Chaos.”
“Don’t fucking lie to me!” I snarl, gripping her neck tighter.
Her fingers pry at mine, trying to peel them away from her neck. I only tighten my grip and stare harder at her. Through gritted teeth, I demand, “Be honest with me. I might not fuck ya li’l boyfriend up over the truth, but I swear to God if you lie to me, I’m killing a nigga.”
Tears fall from her eyes as I ease my grip, and she replies, “Nobody. I swear.”
“Nobody in five years, Charisma? How the fuck you expect me to believe that?”
“I promise that I haven’t been with anyone. I’ve dated, but I haven’t found anyone worthy of giving myself to.”
“What about the nigga you’re dating now?”
“He cares enough about CJ and me that he’s willing to wait.”
“Wait for what?”
“The first anniversary of our dating. He knows how important it is to me to be taken seriously.” There is an edge to her voice, but I ignore it.
“How long has it been?”
“Eleven months and nine days.”
Fury rushes through me, and I sneer at her. “Ya li’l ass sound anxious to give him the pussy, Charisma.”
She shrugs, pissing me off even more. “I have been with no one in five years. It’s only fair. I’m sure that you haven’t been celibate.”
Rather than answer her, I snatch her ass up and toss her over my shoulder. I jog up the steps leading to my bedroom, toss the stacks of pillows to the floor, and throw her on my king-size bed so hard that she bounces.
I kneel and drag her by the ankles back to the edge of the bed. Charisma grips the corner of my navy-blue bamboo sheets and tugs with all her might.
I peel her gray leggings off and pry her thighs apart.
“No, Chaos. You don’t get to bully me into eating my pussy.” She clenches her little lacy panties like that will stop me.
“See, that’s where you got shit fucked up. I told you before, you were mine. This ain’t your pussy to give away. It’s my pussy, and I eat, fuck, and suck this shit whenever I want.”
“You make me sick.”
“Are you telling me you don’t want me to eat this pussy, Charisma?”
She rolls her eyes. “I didn’t say that. I just said you can’t bully me,” she mutters.
“You want me to eat it or not?”
“I mean . . . you’re gonna do it anyway, so I might as well enjoy it.”
I snicker and roll my eyes. Her little ass thinks she’s slick. “Yeah. Like I thought.”
I rip her panties off, and her eyes widen as she gasps in surprise. With all the drama she wants to display, her little ass has no rebuttals when I slide my fingers over that wet, pretty, pink pussy.
My nuts swell and my sac tightens at the sight before me. My dick presses against my jeans, demanding to be freed.
She moans, bites her bottom lip, and spreads her thick, brown thighs wider.
I savor her essence as I suck her off. This is one of the things that I miss most about her, her flavor. I’ve built a reputation for not eating pussy, but that’s because I don’t trust a bitch.
Charisma may have fucked me over and hurt me, but one thing she won’t do is lie to me about something as serious as fucking another nigga.
She knows that I can be dangerous as hell if crossed up.
That’s not something she would want to do.
That’s the reason I have no problem going down on her and getting lost in her soft, wet flesh.
“Chaos, . . . mmm.”
I spread her wider, burying my nose deep within her crease, and she lifts off the bed, pushing her folds against me. My tongue journeys south toward her ass.
“Ooooh!” she yelps, lifting further off the bed and just high enough for me to plunge my finger in her back door.
“Ooh, shit, Chaos.”
She writhes back and forth, and I add a second finger in before I allow my tongue to go deeper into her heat. My lips slurp at her lower lips until she pushes up on her elbows.
“Why do you make me feel this way?” she cries.
I wink at her as she cums on my tongue. It’s only a matter of seconds before I flip her ass over and spread her cheeks. My tongue prods around until she presses her face shyly into the pillow.
“Are you eating my ass?” she asks in a muffled tone.
“I’m ’bout to demolish this ass like I’m sitting at an all-you-can-eat buffet. Spread this smorgasbord before me. If I were on death row, I’d want you to be the last meal served to me.”
Before long, she’s backing that ass up and throwing it at me. Charisma is screaming like she wants someone to save her life. My tongue licks around her puckered entrance before I shove it deeper into her canal.
“Ohhh, Chaos. Mm, baby, more,” she pleads, bouncing her ass.
I slide my hand between her thighs and shove my tongue deeper into her ass, fingering her pussy until she creams all over my fingers and collapses on the bed, shaking from head to toe.
I head into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth.
She needs a minute to recover because I have only just gotten started on reminding her who the fuck I am.