Chapter 15 Deuce
“You owe me,” Asad shouted to Blake.
He and Blake had come over this evening to watch the boxing match between Jamil “Shooter” Perry and Jamarian Strong.
“Man, please. I can’t believe Jamarian went out like that,” Blake complained.
“I can. I always told you that Shooter is the best pound for pound fighter in his weight class,” Asad retorted.
“Yeah, whatever.”
“Pay up,” Asad stated, wiggling his fingers at my best friend.
“Cash App or Zelle?”
“Man, please. I need cash.”
“Are you serious, ole school? Why can’t you do one of the apps?” Blake asked.
“I don’t do apps. I trust nothing online. Run me my coins,” Asad countered.
I laughed. “How about y’all work it out in the driveway on your way home,” I suggested, stifling a yawn.
“It’s only a little after eleven. Why you yawning like it’s past your bedtime?” Blake asked.
“Because I just finished working twelve hours straight. I’m tired,” I replied, yawning this time.
“I think he’s trying to get with that little cutie who’s living with him.” Blake muttered under his breath loud enough for only me to hear.
I glared at him before I turned my gaze to my brother who grabbed his keys and the plate that he had packed. We had eaten wings and veggie pizza while we watched the fight.
Blake smirked and followed my brother to the door. I followed them and dapped them up before I turned back inside and knocked at Sevyn’s door. I hadn’t seen her much since I had been home. She was holed up in her bedroom the entire time I had company.
Whereas I figured it might have been to give the fellas privacy, I wanted to be sure. When she didn’t answer, I knocked again. I heard a muffled “Come in” before I turned the doorknob.
The room was extremely dark, and she was huddled underneath the covers. Her small frame in the bed looked so fragile, and I wanted to chase away all her monsters.
“I’m sorry. Did I wake you?”
“No,” she whispered.
I could tell something was wrong, but I wasn’t sure what it was. I headed deeper into her bedroom, but slowly enough so that she didn’t feel like I was violating her privacy. I sat at the edge of the bed and touched her covered foot.
“Hey, is everything okay?”
She immediately broke into sobs and shook her head no. I moved to the top of the bed and gently touched her shoulder. She turned around to face me, and her eyes were swollen.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m so scared, Deuce.”
“Of what?”
“My life feels like it’s spiraling out of control. Everything that I thought I knew, I no longer know. I got in the car today, and I tried to drive to the corner store.”
“That’s good.”
“No, it wasn’t. I freaked out. I got to the corner, and I felt like the car was closing in on me. I couldn’t breathe, and when the light changed from red to green, people honked behind me to force me to move. I tried to move, Deuce, and I couldn’t.”
“Sounds like you were having an anxiety attack.”
“I . . . I couldn’t breathe. I have never been so scared in my life.”
I rubbed her back and pulled her close to me. “You made it back home. Let’s focus on that, Sevyn.”
“I was so embarrassed and so terrified. I don’t even know who I am anymore, Deuce.”
“You’re a beautiful woman who had an unfortunate set of circumstances in her life that has changed what she once knew. But inside, you’re still that same beautiful woman. You’ve just become stronger and better in spite of what you’ve been through. Don’t let this cause you to give up, Sevyn.”
“I don’t know. It’s too much sometimes. I’ve lost everyone who meant anything to me, other than Waverleigh, but she’s thinking about moving back to Pennsylvania for her mother. I will be here all alone.”
“You’ve got me,” I replied as I wiped away her tears.
“But you’ll have to go on with your life eventually. You cannot continue spending time on me and my pity parties.”
I searched her eyes for long moments, and my fingers seemed to have a mind of their own. Because before I knew it, my fingers went from drying her tears to caressing her jaw and then to tracing the outline of her lips.
She stared at me, and her lips parted. The tension in the room was thick, and I couldn’t continue pretending something serious wasn’t happening between us.
I had battled it, not because I found her unattractive, but because I didn’t want to use her as a way to try to assuage my grief of Lena and my child.
I needed to know that when I acted on my attraction to Sevyn, it was all about her and not another woman. But I could no longer deny what I was feeling no more than I could ignore the pull between us.
I rested my forehead against hers, and she tilted her head back to brush her lips against mine. That was all the encouragement that I needed. I ran a slow trail along the seam of her lips with my tongue. She allowed the tip of her tongue to peek between her lips.
I rolled her onto her back and straddled her. I kissed her down her neck, went back up and licked her chin before I nipped her shoulder. She grabbed the back of my head and pressed me to her breasts. “They’re very sensitive, and I love having my nipples sucked.”
I pulled my head back and grabbed her handful of breasts. They were perfect for my large hands. They weren’t so big that they spilled over, but they definitely filled them. I worked them over and watched how she moaned softly and arched underneath the simplest touch or pressure.
I rolled her nipples underneath my thumbpads, watching them grow long and distended.
They were pebbled and toffee-colored against her bronze skin.
She was beautiful, every part of her, and I could no longer deny what she wanted.
I lowered my head and greedily latched on to one nipple and did as she asked, basking in the way she thrashed her head from side to side and how she locked her legs around me.
“Yes, Deuce. Yes, please give me everything. I need this so badly,” she whimpered.
I grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head. “If you don’t want what I’m about to do to you, Sevyn, you’ve got less than three seconds to stop this shit. Because in another five, I’m about to make you rethink everything you ever thought about sex; and your life ain’t ever gonna be the same.”
“I’m ready, Deuce.”
“Consider me your teacher, baby, and class is in session. We’re starting with the basics, oral lessons first.”
I pried her legs from around my back before I moved down her body and tugged her panties down. Sevyn spread her legs wide for me. I hooked both legs over my shoulders and touched her flesh. She jerked off the bed and screamed out.
A slow smile slid across my lips. “You’re very verbal. I love that.”
“I always sought to be a teacher’s pet in school. When you finish teaching me, I’m about to ace this oral test.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” I replied, blowing gently over her clit and her lips.
She was already wet. She reached down and caressed my head as I blew on her again.
I slid one finger through her parted folds and pulled it back.
I sampled her before I slid my finger in again and then pressed my thumb to her lips.
Her eyes widened as she stared at me. “Open wide, baby, and eat up. It’s yummy. ”
She slowly opened her mouth, and I fed her. Her gaze went from wide and shocked to heavy and lustful as she sucked on my finger. I removed it and slid my thumb inside of her, twisting back and forth before I fed her again.
“Do you like oral, Sevyn?”
“I love oral, Deuce.”
She sucked on my thumb before I pulled it free again. This time I pressed my finger against her ass, and I smiled as she tightened back there for me. I sucked on her clitoris causing her to squeal with delight before I finally slid my tongue between her flesh.
The more she relaxed and opened up for me, the deeper I slid my tongue into her as I sucked and licked at her folds. When she fully relaxed, I slipped my finger into her ass. She squeezed tightly, and her eyes flew open once more.
“Deuce,” she cried out.
I pulled back briefly. “Don’t hold back. Tell the teacher how you’re feeling about this lesson.”
“I need to stay after for study hall.”
I chuckled and clamped my lips over her again. I worked Sevyn over repeatedly with my fingers, thumb, and tongue until she squirted on my lips and coated my mustache, beard, and neck.
When she finally finished, I looked up at her and winked. “You were a very good student—and you get extra credit for being a squirter.”
“I think that was because it’s been so long,” she confessed.
“Nah, I have a feeling that maybe no one has had the key to opening you up before.”
She seemed to grow shy as she replied, “Maybe.”
I climbed off the bed and backed up to the door.
“Where are you going?” she asked, propping up on her elbows in bed with a panicked expression.
“As much as I want to pretend that I’m a noble gentleman, and I’m backing up to give you space, that shit just ain’t true.
I’m going to my room to get a condom, Sevyn, and when I return, I won’t be the same man you’ve known before.
My patience with trying to do the right thing has worn thin, and that gentleman shit is out the door. ”
“Oh.”
I headed to my room and grabbed a condom before I returned within seconds, praying that she hadn’t changed her mind. I stumbled through the door and skidded to a damn stop when I saw her splayed out on her bed playing with herself.
She circled her nipple with the fingers of her left hand, while she played in her pussy with her right one. She pulled her fingers back and sucked them greedily while watching me through lowered lashes.
“Either you were just fucking with my head before, or I’ve turned you into a pussy fiend, and you’re addicted to the way your pussy tastes. Which one is it, Sevyn?”
“I was a sweet girl until you came peddling this juice my way. You never should have tempted me to taste my own pussy. You’re my pusher, baby.”
Aww fuck! My balls grew tight, and my throat felt clogged as I struggled to rip the damn condom open. But it wasn’t long before I was covered and had climbed on the bed so that I could get balls deep inside of her.
But no matter how much shit she talked, I refused to manhandle her. She wasn’t ready for that. I pinned her into the mattress and spread her legs wide. She wrapped them around my back as I lowered and pressed my lips to hers.
They were warm and slightly coated with the tempting taste of her pussy juices. I sucked them gluttonously as I slowly slid inside of her. She was tight as hell, and I never would have guessed that.
My eyes drifted close as she cloaked me with her flesh and made a secure nest for me to rest inside of. Sevyn ran her hands over the back of my head, across my shoulders, and down my back until they rested on my hips.
She pulled me closer. “Don’t be shy, Deuce. I want to feel you deep inside until you’re touching my spine.”
“Gahdamn, woman.”
I pushed deeper into her tightness, enjoying the work that I had to put in to burrow inside. She cried out, but I didn’t give a shit. I was only doing what she invited me to do. I squeezed my hand around her neck to stifle her cries.
Her eyes widened, and tears slipped from them as her mouth slightly parted. I covered her mouth, kissing her while I felt my way around inside of her, becoming acquainted with her sugar walls.
Sevyn was a generous lover, giving me more as I demanded, even when she couldn’t handle it. She held nothing back as she bucked up, gyrating her hips wildly and welcoming me deeper inside.
Her hands explored every part of my body as she traced my tattoos, dragged her nails over my scars, and stared into my eyes with so much emotion it was gut-wrenching. I wondered what she saw when she looked into my eyes, what her soul felt being locked in with mine.
I knew that I could never walk away from her. Someday, I would need to tell her the truth, but I wouldn’t know what to do if she walked away. I couldn’t live without this girl. The thought of that terrified me because it was similar to how I felt about Lena.
Was I ready for that level of commitment? Was I ready to remove one woman out of my heart or to the back of it to make room for another one? I had to, because it wasn’t fair to offer it to Sevyn unless it was completely intact for her.
“I need you so desperately, Deuce. You make me feel wanted, complete, and seen,” she whispered as tears fell from her eyes.
“That’s because I do see you, baby. All I see these days is you.”
I rolled onto my side and pulled her with me.
I slowly made love to her, allowing her to get as deep in my heart as she wanted to, all the while pushing Lena further and further to the rear.
Guilt reared its ugly head, but I squashed it down as I gave everything that I had to the woman whose body I was loving.
Sevyn pushed me onto my back, straddled me, and rode my dick so hard and fast, that I wondered if she was trying to exorcise a demon.
Whether it was being extracted from her or my dick, I was uncertain, but I let her have her way.
Whatever needed to come out of either of us I was down with, as long as she kept doing what she was doing.
She whipped her head back and forth as her hair flew wildly around her. Gone was the depressed girl from minutes ago. In her place was a sexual vixen who was confident in her skills. She pressed her thighs against my legs and tightened her pussy around my dick as she commanded my nut out of me.
No matter how weak I was becoming, I held on until she finally released on me.
Her head was thrown back, her back arched, and breasts pointed skyward as she coated me with another squirting session.
My thumb rolled gently over her clitoris as she released.
The sight of her in the throes of passion tilted me over the edge too.
It had been almost six months since I had sex, and despite the guilt trying to burrow inside of me, I felt satisfied.
I wasn’t sure if we had expunged our exes out of either of our hearts or not, but I knew that I was feeling too damn good to let go when it was over.
I removed the condom from my dick, and I got up and cleaned myself before I returned to clean her.
She was quiet but seemingly satiated with a wistful smile on her face.
Neither of us spoke. I climbed into bed behind her and pulled the covers over us. I pulled her closer to me and held her in my arms. We fell asleep peacefully and relaxed in a way that signified we not only needed each other, we belonged together.