Chapter 5 #2
Evie had just prayed over her food when her doorbell rang.
Sucking her teeth, she took a sip of her drink before opening the front door for her unexpected guest. She mentally kicked herself for not checking the damn peephole like she normally did.
When her gaze landed on Norie’s, she pursed her lips together in annoyance and slammed the door in his face.
Evie, don’t make me kick this muthafuckin’ door in.” His warning came out calm as fuck, and sensual as fuck.
“You ain’t crazy, Norie. Besides, everybody says that shit.
It’s a universal bluff. Now go away and take them weak-ass threats with you.
Get the hell off my doorstep.” Evie shouted as she slid back into her spot on the couch.
Retrieving her remote, Evie pressed play on her show, grabbed her throw from the back of the couch, and draped it over her legs.
She’d just slid a spoonful of food into her mouth when a loud bang caused her to jump and drop her bowl against the couch and coffee table.
Her head flew to the door as two more bangs followed and the door flew to the ground.
Her eyes bulged as a mix of annoyance and frustration played across her face.
Evie took several deep breaths to try and calm her nerves.
She was in the middle of massaging her temples and fighting with her clit to settle down all at the same time when she heard Norie clear his throat as he stood on her front porch.
She hated that she was more pissed at him not fucking her brains out regularly than she was about this nigga kicking in her damn door.
Norie had her so sex crazed to the point where even though she was furious with him, she still fantasized about fucking him nearly every day.
“I know you fucking lying, Norie,” Evie jumped up and screamed as she looked at her dinner splattered all over her furniture and floor.
“I know you didn’t just kick my muthafuckin’ door in.
I know you didn't. I know I'm muthafuckin’ imagining this shit right now. ‘Cus ain’t no gotdamn way you don’ lost ya mind and did this dumb shit. ”
Norie slid his hands into his pants pockets, tilted his head slightly to the side, and smirked.
It was dangerous. And more seductive than a smirk ever had a right to be.
His gaze traveled the length of her as he grazed his fingers through his beard.
Appreciation and sexual hunger glistened in his beautifully stunning eyes as he took in every intoxicating and mouth-watering inch of her shape.
When he finally decided to speak, it only caused her clit to throb even more.
“You see the door on the ground, don’t you? Don’t ever again make the mistake of assuming my words are just talk,” He was quick to warn while he had her undivided attention. “You should really already know that shit by now.”
“You are outta ya fucking mind, Norie,” Screaming at him again, she reached for her phone. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t call the gotdamn police on you after you just kicked my fucking door in.”
“I can give you several, but I don't feel the need to,” Norie shrugged, then released a deep moan when her robe fell open, and her hairy pussy, and perky nipples came into view. He groaned as his dick began to expand against the seam of his sweatpants. “If you didn’t want me to kick the gotdamn door in, you shouldn’t have closed that muthafucka in my face.
But I do have a brand-new door and the tools to put it up in the bed of my truck.
I’ve been telling yo’ ass the whole time I’ve known you, just how easy it was to break in here thanks to that weak ass door. ”
Tossing her phone on the couch, she rolled her eyes at him as she dipped into the kitchen and grabbed a rag, spot cleaner, and a few pieces of paper towels to clean up the spilled food.
“You better go get that door and get to fucking work then.” She returned and began to clean up the mess.
“And my door was just fine until you came along and kicked the damn thing down, you sick lunatic. "
“I’m not doing shit until you come here, Evie. Yo’ rude ass slammed the door before I could tell you what the fuck I wanted.” He leaned against the column closest to him, freed his dick from his pants, and began beating off.
“No, Norie.” She shook her head as she scrubbed her floor and couch before she went and took everything back into the kitchen.
She then came and stood by the couch with her arms folded as she mugged him.
“You will not come up in my house trying to run shit. I ain’t got shit to say to you until you fix my gotdamn door.
Then you’re going to go stand on the other side and knock on the damn thing or ring the doorbell like a normal person and wait for me to decide whether or not I want to let you in. ”
As Evie stood there shooting Norie death stares and shit, she couldn’t help but tussle with her body for being so excited in this nigga’s presence.
Not only was she standing there loving and hating that she was having some of the most sexually intense flashbacks of her life, she couldn’t help but remember how the smallest, most thoughtful gestures would have her wanting to suck his dick down her throat.
Whether it was him remembering that a single red rose and a pair of comfy socks mid-month would boost her mood.
Or how he purchased her extra Kindles that he would keep with him for when she forgot hers at home; Norie would have a spare ready, fully charged, and her books already downloaded for her.
A part of her would always feel a way for him stopping what they both knew could’ve been something truly special between them, but the other part of her had to force herself daily to move on and forget about him completely.
Truth of the matter was, Evie was still head over heels in love with this man, but she wasn’t about to wait for him to realize just how much he fucked up by allowing her to slip through his fingers.
“Girl, we both know you’re so in love with me that you’re gonna let me in every time I'm ready to slide in.” Smirking, knowing he caught her double meaning, Norie widened his stance and began grazing his fingers through his beard as his stare lowered from her gorgeous face to her sexy belly, thick ass thighs, and her ankles that he loved to kiss on while he was drilling her pussy.
“Nah, that’s how it used to be,” Evie corrected him as she chewed on her bottom lip before quickly glancing away once his gaze locked back in on hers. “You lost that privilege four years ago. Now fix my door, Norie; I’m cold.”
The way my clit thirsts for this man is insane.
“If you want your door fixed, come here.” Norie was smiling and still beating his dick as he spoke.
“Are you really gonna fix my door, or are you playing some sick mind game with me?” she asked as one of her perfectly arched eyebrows shot up skeptically.
“I already answered that question, Evie. Repeating myself is not something I make a habit of doing unless I’m fucking you, and you know that,” he moaned as he proceeded to stroke himself, making her nipples hard. “Especially when I know I was heard the first fucking time.”
“Well, I’m not coming anywhere near you right now, and I don’t give a fuck what you want, so there’s that.
” She couldn’t believe the nigga’s nerve.
“So you can fuck all the way off. You don’t like it, oh well.
” Shrugging, she turned to walk away. “And take them big dick demands to a bitch that’s pressed. ‘Cause I’ll never be?—”
In two strides, Norie had snatched her out of the house just as she’d turned her back to him.
He whipped her around, snatched her ass up, and crushed his lips to hers.
As his tongue eagerly explored her mouth with a possessiveness he didn’t know he had, he carried her to the kitchen table, roughly sat her atop it, and pulled open her mint green satin robe.
The smell of sweet melons immediately wrapped itself around his nose, and his already hard dick hardened some more.
A woman who always smelled good enough to eat was one of his many weaknesses.
Between her pillow-soft skin and the way her nipples pebbled under his hands, Norie was unraveling quicker than he wanted to.
He deepened the kiss as she trembled under his touch.
She had a hold on him he couldn’t get enough of, which is why he’d been forcing himself to stay away from her.
But all the time away from her did was make him want her twenty times more than he already did.
“You know ya smart fucking mouth don’t do shit but make me wanna paint ya face with my cum and watch you suck it off ya lips and titties.
” He confessed as he severed the kiss and went from caressing her nipples to sliding her forward and spreading her legs.
He then quickly removed his pants and positioned himself between her thighs.
“Why you keep fucking wit’ me knowing how bad I wanna drop this dick off up in you? ”
“Please, I don’t know anything other than the fact that you don’t want me and said you’d never forgive me.” Evie shot back as she tried to back away from him. “So you can just get your dick away from my pussy and?—”
Evie’s words died on a deep gasp as Norie yanked her back toward him by her thighs and slowly sank into her soft, fluffy pussy. Her thighs went around his waist as he grabbed her by her ass cheeks and filled her all the way up.
“Ooooouuuu!” Shit! “Evie whimpered as Norie pulled out some, then thrust back into her just the way she liked. Her eyes slid closed as Norie slipped his tongue into her mouth and sampled the sweetness of the peach and mango flavors on her tongue.
“What was that, Evie? Get my dick away from you and then what? It’s in you now.” He breathed deeply against her cheek. “What you want me to do with it, baby?” He slid out again, then slowly eased back into her until her pussy bear hugged his dick. “Hmmm?!”