Klutch
The Next Day
Walking into my house, I looked at the notification on my phone.
My shit had been blowing up all morning because the tea pages were posting pictures of Aubrey and me from last night with their little theories.
Shit that I didn’t give a damn about. I couldn’t say the same for the women that I dealt with because all they asses were hitting me up left to right.
Trying to figure out who she was. And why was I with her and not Brix? Clearly forgetting their roles.
“Oh, shit! You scared me. I thought you were gone.” Aubrey jumped, placing her hand on her chest.
My eyes roamed over her frame. She was wearing the outfit from last night while holding her heels. I brought my eyes up to her face, noting her bare skin. Baby girl was pressure and she knew it.
“Damn, you just gon’ dip out on a nigga. My dick wasn’t good or sum? Huh? Let me know what’s up, love.”
She rolled her eyes upward. “You know that’s not it.”
I stepped closer, wrapping my hand around her neck, slightly tilting her head back.
“Then what’s the problem?”
“Devonte, this is supposed to be a one-time thing. We had fun last night, but now it’s time for me to go.”
“What if I’m not ready for you to leave?” Her eyebrow dipped in confusion. “Stay with me for the next couple of days.”
I sounded like a whole simp ass nigga right now.
In my twenty-six years of living, I ain’t never had to ask a bitch to stay with me.
Shit, I’m not even the type of nigga who spends a night.
After I get my nut off, I either leave the bitch house or leave her ass at a hotel for the night.
Aubrey was the only one who could say otherwise.
“I’ll stay… but things end here once the weekend is over. You’re going back to your life, and I’m going back to mine with no strings attached.”
That worked for me. I wasn’t looking to settle down or be committed to anybody, so it was good that she wasn’t looking to take things further. With that out the way, there was nothing else for us to discuss.
I crashed my lips onto hers, dipping my tongue into her mouth.
It wasn’t long before we were both stripped out of our clothes. And I had her bent over the arm of the couch as I powered stroked her wet ass pussy.
“Fuck, Aubrey. I can’t get enough of this.” I slapped her ass, causing a ripple effect.
Not only does she fit me like a glove, but her shit was a super soaker, and it was warm.
She got the kind of gold between her legs that’ll make a nigga trap her with a baby.
Damn a Suki with the good coochie… make that shit Aubrey with the good coochie.
I’m the type of nigga that strapped up every time I fucked.
Cause ain’t no bitch gonna be pinning a baby on me.
But Aubrey got a nigga acting way off course.
The minute I felt her tight wetness around my fingers; I knew that I didn’t want any barriers between us.
My hold on her waist tightened as I delivered long, deep strokes.
“Yes, baby… right there! I’m cumin-oooh.”
“Give it to me,” I coached her. “Wet this dick.”
Her walls tightened as her body stiffened, pussy growing wetter as she released. I looked down at my dick sliding in and out of her. Aubrey cream coated my dick.
Such a truly amazing sight.
I gripped the back of her neck, picking up my pace, slamming into her. Aubrey threw her ass back, matching my strokes. The only sounds that could be heard throughout the house were our moans and the sound of our skin slapping together.
She looked over her shoulder with her beautiful face twisted up. “You’re fucking me so goood!”
“Yeah?”
“Mm-mh,” Aubrey pouted, nodding.
She looked so good taking my dick with her face twisted up.
“You a pretty ass slut,” I growled, picking up my pace. “Keep staring at me just like that.”
We held eye contact with each other as I drilled the lining out her pussy.
The hold I had on her waist was guaranteed to leave a bruise behind.
At the moment it wasn’t a huge thought in my mind.
My only concern was being buried deep to the point that she felt it in her esophagus.
I kept a steady beat feeling every depth of her tunnel.
My balls slapped against her pussy with each stroke.
Aubrey’s walls became more constricted around my shaft.
Her soft moans and whimpering filled the room.
She trembled underneath me. Aubrey’s waterfall trickled out, soaking my shaft.
“Argghh-fuuuuuuck!”
∞∞∞
I pulled up to Trackstone apartments and parked in the first available spot that caught my eye. I got a few errands to run today, and Aubrey didn’t have any clothes, so we had to stop by her place to grab whatever items she needed for her stay at my house, despite my offer to buy them.
“What are you doing?” Aubrey questioned when I powered my car off.
“I’m going in with you.”
She shook her head. “No… just stay in the car. It’s not going to take me that long to get what I need.”
That shit made me side-eye her ass, because why the fuck do I need to stay in the car? I could chill inside while she handled her business.
“You sho’ you ain’t with that nigga?” I asked, not giving a fuck cause either way, she was still leaving with me.
“Yes, I’m sure,” she rolled her eyes. “I just don’t need everyone around here in my damn business.”
“I hear you.”
Reaching for the door handle, I pulled the door open and rounded the car, going to the passenger side. The look she gave me when I snatched open her door was cute. Her face was balled up, eyebrows frowning. “Come on. We don’t have all day.”
Aubrey climbed out of the car, shoving me, and tried to walk off. I quickly snatched her back, pressing her body against the car.
“Let me go,” she snapped.
“Aye, fix that attitude before I do it. I’ll have yo’ lil ass begging for me to stop eating that pussy again.”
“Okay, Daddy,” she sarcastically replied.
I licked my lips.
Even though she was being a smart ass, that shit still sounded sexy falling from her lips. If it weren’t for us being on a strict time crunch, I would’ve taken her inside and fucked her pussy until it cried out to me.
I got something for that ass later.
“Aubrey, that’s you?” Our heads turned at the same time, staring at an older lady walking up holding a dog that resembled the one from the movie White Chicks.
Aubrey pushed me, and this time I moved to give her space. She walked towards the lady with a tight-lipped smile. “Hey, Ms. Pearly.”
“I figured you would be out celebrating, but I ain’t know like this. Girl, your ass move on faster than a nigga who needs a place to stay.” Ms. Pearly said, eyes running over me. She let out a low “mmh” noise. “He’s finer than Tyrese’s gay ass.”
She leaned forward. “And he looks like he got money. You might want to keep him,” she called herself, whispering.
“Alright. I’ll see you later, Ms. Pearly.”
Aubrey grabbed my hand, dragging me away and upstairs to her apartment.
She unlocked the door, stepping inside first, and I followed behind her.
My eyes scanned the setup of her crib as I walked into the living room and lowered myself onto the couch.
You could tell she put effort into making her apartment a home.
From the pink-and-black decorations to the pictures of her hanging on the wall.
“I fuck with yo’ neighbor, she funny.”
“Yeah, Ms. Pearly is my girl. She’s the only person that I mess with around here, but at times she can be a bit too much. And doesn’t know how to mind her business.”
“Why you ain’t tell me yo’ ex-nigga gay?”
“I don’t know when I would’ve had the time to tell you. Considering you can’t keep your hands to yourself long enough to have a conversation. Also, he’s not gay—at least, I don’t think he is. However, I did catch him getting strapped by a girl on my couch.”
I jumped up from the couch so fast that she fell out laughing. There wasn’t anything funny about that. She could’ve warned a nigga before I sat down on this mothafucka.
“You’re foul! You could’ve at least warned me!”
“I’m sorry, but that was funny… oh my gosh,” she said, still laughing.
I grabbed the pillow from the chair and threw it at her, hitting her on the head. She laughed even harder. Picking it up, she threw it back at me, but I caught it.
After a few moments, she stopped laughing and wiped the tears from her eyes. “Make yourself at home. It’s only going to take me a minute.”
My phone vibrated in my pocket as it rang. Without looking at the caller’s name, I answered.
“I see your ass got time to pick up the phone now. That bitch must be gone,” Brix’s voice greeted my ears as she yelled into the phone.
“Get the fuck off my phone!” I went to hang up the call.
“Wait!” She called out. I released a deep sigh, biting down on my back teeth. “I’m sorry. Can you please come over so we can talk? I know I’ve been acting crazy lately, and I really want to fix things.”
Brix’s way of fixing things was with my dick down her throat. Normally, I would’ve gone for it, but not this time. I already decided that my time would be spent with Aubrey this weekend.
“Play your cards right, and you can next go round.”
“Fuck yo-”
I disconnected the call, cutting her off.
She spammed my phone with calls before sending a chain of messages. Going through the thread, I read over what she sent.
Brix: Answer the fucking phone, Klutch
Brix: I’m so tired of you treating me like I’m not shit to you. It’s cool you’ll be back. You always do.
Brix: Fuck you
Brix: I’m sorry, baby. Forgive me
Brix: Tell that bitch to watch over her shoulder, ‘cause I’m fucking her up when I catch her.
I added her to the block list, then slipped my phone back into my pocket.