Chapter 10 #2
“You and your crew need to leave.” I heard her friends suck their teeth and say how they didn’t do anything, but I didn’t give a fuck. Wasn’t anybody going to make Munch uncomfortable or force her to get out of character.
I didn’t repeat myself, and Drizzle knew that, so she and her crew left. I was glad she didn’t try to make a bigger scene, because it wasn’t nothing for me to get some chicks to fuck her up.
“Everyone, carry on,” I said when they were gone.
Conversations picked back up as forks went back to clanking against the plates. It was like nothing even happened.
“I’m glad you got rid of her because my hand was itching to smack fire out her ass.” Munch’s eyebrows bunched.
I laughed, then kissed her again. I couldn’t help myself when she was around.
“Calm down. Don’t let these bird brains get you out of character. You are better than that. Now, you want some more food?”
She nodded, and just like that, everything went back to normal.
The dinner had gone on without any other issues, and I stayed behind with Munch. The girls had helped clean up some, but I sent them on their way. I wanted more time with Munch, so she and I had finished putting the clubhouse back to its original state.
Something between us had shifted, and I was ready to tell her how I felt.
I leaned against the bar and watched as she swept the floor. She insisted on it, and I wasn’t going to argue with her.
“C’mere, Munch.”
“I’m trying to sweep, Kane.”
“Fuck that. I need you over here.”
She leaned the broom against the wall and made her way to me. Her braids were in a bun since she had been cleaning and serving people.
“What is it, Kane?”
I loved the way she said my name.
I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer. “You still smell good.” I kissed the side of her neck, then ran my tongue up to her ear, which caused her to squirm and giggle.
“I have to finish cleaning up.”
“Not yet. I have something I want to say.” I released her, then picked her up and placed her on top of the bar.
She widened her legs when I stepped between them. I grabbed her arms and placed them around my neck.
“This must be serious,” she stated.
I rubbed her thighs and looked into her eyes.
“It is.” I took a deep breath, then exhaled.
Munch looked at me with her eyebrows drawn together.
“What’s wrong?” She soothingly ran her hand over the back of my neck.
“I like you.”
She looked around, then laughed. It wasn’t a regular laugh either. It was a deep laugh that came from her belly.
I leaned back and tilted my head.
“That’s funny to you?”
“No, not like that. You looked scared to say it.” She pulled me by my shirt and kissed me. “I like you too.”
I moved my hands from her thigh to grip her neck with one hand. I had this weird obsession with her neck. I couldn’t explain that shit if I tried.
“I don’t share, Munch. We don’t have to be together right now, but you can’t be smiling all in other niggas’ faces either.”
“And you can’t be entertaining the trouts.”
I chuckled. “You don’t have to worry about that.”
I kept my hand around her neck as I moved in closer. I let my mouth hover over hers for a second. The atmosphere shifted. I felt her energy in my fucking veins.
We stared at each other and exchanged breaths until I couldn’t take it anymore. I crashed my lips into hers.
She moaned as she opened her mouth to let me in. Our tongues moved slowly against each other. My free hand rubbed her thigh, then I moved it in between her legs. I felt the heat coming from her pussy, and I needed it. I needed her like I needed my next damn meal.
My dick felt like it could punch a hole through the bar because of how hard I was.
Munch’s arms were around my neck as we continued to kiss.
“I need you, Munch. I need to feel you. Can I do that?”
“Yes.” She moaned when two of my fingers grazed over her pussy.
“Lift up.”
When she lifted, I pulled her leggings and her panties down and tossed them on the barstool next to me.
“Lean back a little.” I grabbed another stool and sat down.
Her pussy glistened when I looked down at it. She had a little hair down there, and I was pleased with the way it looked. I ran my hand down her slit, and she jumped a little. I used two fingers to open her up and rubbed her clit with my thumb, causing her to get wetter.
She looked at me as she leaned on her elbows. I should have at least taken her to my office, but I dreamed about fucking her on the bar, so that was what I planned to do.
I leaned forward and licked her pussy.
“Kane.” She whimpered.
Her hand was on my head as my tongue swirled around her clit, before I sucked into my mouth. I fucked her with my tongue until she cried out my name as she came. I didn’t stop, though. I licked from her clit to her ass. If I had more space, I would have licked her entire ass.
Precum leaked from my dick, and I had to squeeze it to relieve the pressure. I didn’t detach my mouth from Munch’s pussy until she came again.
When she did, I pushed my pants down and picked her up. I held her up as I slid inside of her.
“Fuck.” A guttural groan came from the back of my throat. She was too wet and too tight. “Ain’t no fucking way I’m coming up off you. You hear me, Munch? They gonna have to pry my cold, dead fingers off you before I let go.”
I wasn’t sure of what the hell I was saying to her, but I meant that shit. I already liked her a lot, but her pussy sealed the fucking deal.
She held onto me as I moved her up and down my dick. I had her ass in the air so she couldn’t move that much, causing me to do all the work, but I didn’t care.
“Kane. Oh my . . .” Her words trailed off as she coated my dick in her sweet nectar.
Yeah, there was no turning back after this. I would burn this whole damn town to the ground if someone tried to take her from me.
I carried her to one of the tables and tried to put her through that bitch.
“Fuck, Munch.” All the blood in my body rushed to my dick, and seconds later, I was spraying her walls with my seeds.
Consequences be damned. Munch was the only woman who could say I fucked her raw and nutted in her.
She was mine now.