Chapter 2 #2
Besides the goodbye fuck four years ago, and then the slip-up at Kam and Shon’s, they hadn’t touched each other sexually since, and it was driving them both crazy.
Which was why they never stayed in each other’s company longer than they had to.
But because they had to constantly co-exist because of Kamryn and Marshon, they felt another sexual breaking point threatening to boil over.
Laying eyes on Nashawn Norielle Reed had always been a visually good time for Evie and a physical one too.
Which was exactly why she didn’t want to come into his store, but thanks to her bestie’s matchmaking ass insisting on coming to grab her shoes that Kamryn could’ve picked up her damn self, Evie was now so sexually frustrated she couldn’t stand it.
And to add insult to injury, between how Norie just stood there, looking sexy as fuck in a black button-down with the top three buttons undone, exposing his tatted chest, his black jeans, and whatever gotdamn cologne he had on, had her ready to drop to her knees and beg him for just a lick of the tip of his big pretty dick.
While she still wanted this man so bad she could taste it, days like today really threw her for a loop because his anger towards her always ruined her fantasies about him and how secretly excited she was to see him, still.
“U-uncle,” Kamila smiled as she kissed him on the nose.
“That’s right, baby bop, I love you.” Norie picked her up into his arms and started kissing her all over her cheeks.
“Love you too, U-uncle.” She laughed and giggled before resting her head on his shoulders.
“Tell me why the fuck you’re here, Evie, so I can hurry up and get you the fuck up out my shit,” Norie whispered as he mugged Evie before his gaze turned lustful and began to ride Evie’s curves.
He licked his lips and groaned before he pulled his eyes away from her and started back toward the counter.
Evie rolled her eyes as she slowly counted to ten to try and calm the fuck down.
Whew lawd, give me the strength I need to deal with this disrespectful nigga.
Out of respect for her goddaughter, Evie quickly calmed her nerves and decided to finally answer the niggas question.
“I came to get Kamryn’s funky ass shoes that she just insisted that she needed today and to look for Kamila and me some matching pink windbreakers and kicks while I was here, but I’ll shop elsewhere.
Because the level of disrespect is outta control up in this muthafucka. So just?—”
“Shut up and bring yo’ ass to the back with me, I just got some new shit in.” Norie cut her off as he walked his big dick ass toward the stockroom.
Rolling her eyes, Evie huffed and followed him back to his office.
Norie sat Kamila on the big couch in his office before crossing the room to the six large boxes next to the bathroom door.
Evie gave Kamila her learning tabby and joined Norie as he started opening the boxes.
Their eyes met, but Evie quickly broke contact.
“I shouldn’t be doing shit for yo’ sneaky ass. ”
Smacking her lips, Evie shook her head and began to back away. “Fuck it, I’on need to patronize yo’ shit. I’ll shop elsewhere. I ain’t bout to put up with this mutha?—”
Norie grabbed her arm and yanked her into the bathroom.
He snatched her up and pinned her against the wall just as his lips came crashing down on hers.
As much as she told her body to resist the pleasure that was invading her body, it refused to listen to her.
And instead, had her growing weaker by the second as Norie kissed her so thoroughly, she felt that shit all over every inch of her soul.
The urgency behind the way they both latched onto each other was powerful as fuck.
The kiss brought back all the memories of just how good kissing him used to feel.
The shit was always more potent than the last. Her pussy lips missed him so much.
Squeezing her ass, Norie held her big pretty lips captive a little while longer before he finally decided to release her.
“You lucky as fuck my niece is in here; otherwise, I’d fuck that attitude up out you real quick. ”
“Whatever, move. I don’t have time for this shit. I need to get the fuck outta here before I fuck you up.”
“You ain’t gon’ do shit,” He pulled her against his dick, so she could feel how hard the muthafucka was as he squeezed and massaged her ass cheeks. “But gimme this wet ass pussy every time I tell you to.” He kissed her again before running his tongue across her plump ass lips.
“Nah, you got me fucked up, Norie. After the way you've been treating and talking to me, you’ll never even get to sniff this pussy again.”
“Shit, that’s what you think,” he smirked as his gaze skated across her titties. “Soon as I officially take ya ass off punishment for that fucked up shit you did, I’mma lay dick in you so deep, you won’t be able to close yo’ damn thighs without yo’ pussy whimpering and crying out for me.”
“Nah, maybe before you decided to be an ass, but after the way you spoke to me, you can kiss my ass and watch me cum all over another nigga’s face.”
“Say some mo’ foul shit like that to me again and that’s ya ass. Shit, you act like I ain’t got no right to be as pissed as I am at the foul ass shit you did.”