Chapter 11 #2
“I made a few juices. There are a few different kinds. Green juice, watermelon juice with ginger, and mint, and pineapple, orange, and lemon. I can bring them to you if you want them, or you can come by and get them.”
“You can bring them to me. I’ll text you the address.”
“Okay.”
I didn’t have any plans after I left Huncho’s place, so I really didn’t care to put much effort into my appearance.
My outfit of choice was a pair of dark grey sweats, a matching long sleeved tee, and sneakers.
I brushed my hair into a ponytail and put a baseball cap on.
Even dressed down, I had to smell good, so I mixed two of my favorite fragrances and placed the bottles of juice in a bag.
I lived in a pretty nice area, but I was still surprised that Huncho’s condo was less than five miles from me.
He had given me the code to get inside the building, so I was able to walk right in.
The lobby smelled like lavender, and the floors were so shiny I could basically see my reflection in them.
Everything looked so pristine and elegant.
The doorman, a middle-aged white man smiled at me, and I returned the gesture.
I walked to the elevator and waited patiently for it to open.
Classical music played softly from speakers mounted above the elevator.
When the elevator doors slid open, I had to stop my mouth from falling open as one of my favorite rappers stepped off.
I couldn’t be in the lobby of his home acting fanned out, so I simply gave him a small smile while my heart was beating a mile a minute.
Fuck. I eased onto the elevator and pressed the button that had number twenty on it.
I wondered who else lived in the luxurious building.
I was sure it was pretty dope to live in a place where you might run into an athlete, rapper, actor, or actress in the elevator.
Huncho’s condo was at the end of the hall. The scent of lavender followed me all the way to his door. I knocked and seconds later, Huncho answered with tired, red eyes. He donned black basketball shorts and no shirt. “What’s up? Thank you.” He reached for the bag while I eyed him with concern.
“You think you need to go to the doctor?”
“Nah. Not yet anyway. I took my medication yesterday and today. Still haven’t been smoking or drinking. I’m hoping this shit will wear off in a day or two.”
“Do you need anything else?” I looked around the neat space. The condo smelled good and was spotless.
“You.”
“Huncho,” I sighed.
“I’m just saying. Come lay down with me. We can watch a movie. I won’t try to have sex with you. I promise. I just want to kick it with you. Is that okay?”
“I have a date in about two hours. I have to go home and get ready.”
I didn’t miss the way Huncho’s jaw muscles flexed. He didn’t like what I said, but he gave a curt nod. “Maybe another time.”
A grin eased across my face causing his brows to dip. “What?”
“I’m lying. I just wanted to see if you were going to get upset and become disrespectful.”
Huncho kissed his teeth while shaking his head simultaneously. “Childish.”
“Drink one of those juices. Have you eaten today?”
“Yes, mother.”
I stuck my tongue out at him. Some things came naturally, but I didn’t want to have to play the mother role all day every day. Men could be irresponsible and hard to manage no matter the issues, but Huncho had a lot of things he needed to work through. Honestly, most of us did.
Huncho carried the bag I’d given him into the kitchen. There were six juices total, and he put all but one of them inside the refrigerator. With his eyes trained on me, he twisted the top off the juice and downed the entire thing in less than a minute.
“Damn that was good as hell,” he marveled looking at the empty bottle.
“Well damn.”
Huncho placed the empty bottle on the counter with a chuckle. Making his way over to me, he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me on the lips. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Huncho laid down on the couch, and I joined him.
He was behind me with his arm wrapped around me.
A movie I didn’t recognize was playing on the television.
Tuning in, it only took me a few minutes to become intrigued with what was going on.
I was deep into the movie when I felt Huncho’s breath tickling my neck.
He was asleep. Being in his arms didn’t feel bad.
In fact, it felt kind of right. Still, I had to wonder what I was getting myself into.
Huncho could be mature in many areas and be immature in others.
I wasn’t sure how good he’d be in a relationship at twenty-four years old.
No, we weren’t in a relationship, but if he didn’t even want me entertaining other men, that was the direction it was headed in, right?
And what if he went to prison? Then what?
At my big ass age, was I supposed to be out here free holding my man down while he gave years to the penitentiary?
It was a lot to process. He wasn’t a bad person at all, but I had to really think about if it was worth it.
I had worked so hard for my peace and success.
Life didn’t turn out the way I’d envisioned it as a teenager, so I had to literally create the life that I wanted to live.
I had to move away from the career that I spent years thinking I wanted just so I could find peace of mind.
I became okay with not being in a relationship or having kids.
My time was filled with traveling, trying new things, and creating memories with the people I loved.
There was no toxicity. I didn’t go to bed at night wondering if I was being cheated on.
I had money in the bank, all of my bills were paid, credit score was high, and I didn’t owe anybody any money. God was good and so was my life.
I hated to move and possibly disturb Huncho, but I had to pee badly. Easing off the couch, I looked around to see what direction the bathroom might be in. There was a guest bathroom near the door, so I used that one. When I walked out, Huncho was sitting up.
“I tried not to wake you.”
“Nah, it’s good. I’ve been sleeping my life away. I need to get my ass up. I’m gonna go get some vitamin B12. Maybe that will help.”
“Maybe you can book a massage. It might help to loosen up your muscles.”
“That’s a good idea. Thanks again for the juices.”
“Not a problem.”
“After I brush my teeth, can I kiss you?”
Huncho’s question made me chuckle. “Yes, after you brush your teeth, you can kiss me.”
“And then can I eat your pussy?”
“You’re pushing it pal.”
I was trying to act tough, but the thought of Huncho’s mouth on me had my knees buckling a bit.
Huncho was perfect when it came to bedroom skills.
There wasn’t one flaw that I could find.
And that made it hard to deny him when he was acting like he had some sense.
Huncho stood and walked to toward his bedroom.
“What are you doing, Josie?” I mumbled. “This little boy could fuck your world up.”
Women my age were supposed to have fun with YN’s. Not get serious with them. “Josie!”
“Stay strong, bitch.” I mumbled while walking in the direction he’d gone in. I found the bedroom which was huge and impressive. There was a sick view of the city and enough room for a king bed, accent chair by the window, and a dresser with plenty of space to move around.
I bit back a smile as I observed Huncho in the middle of the room, naked, with a hard dick pointing straight at me. “You had to take your clothes off to kiss me?” I smirked.
“Umhm,” he eyed me lustfully.
“I thought you were tired.” My body was warm with desire, so I had no clue why I was stalling.
“Man, you playing.”
Huncho walked over to me and cupped my chin in his hand as he gently bit my earlobe. “We missed you,” he whispered in my ear as he placed my hand on his hard member.
My eyes closed and breath hitched as he sucked my neck. “I missed you too.” There was no need to keep playing games. Actions spoke louder than words anyway so why not confess?
“Lay down for me.” The command was given in a gentle tone, but I wasted no time obliging. Shit, he may as well have yelled at me the way I moved my ass.
After removing my bottoms, I did as he asked.
Licking his lips. Huncho eased in between my legs and placed kisses along my belly all the way down to my freshly waxed mound.
He placed a kiss on my clit before stiffening his tongue and probing my center.
Huncho spread my lips and went to town like a starved man.
My stomach caved and chest rose up and down rapidly as he devoured me.
“Fuck baby,” I moaned as my toes curled.
“Say that again,” he mumbled with a mouth full of pussy. Yeah, Huncho’s little ass would drive me insane if I let him.
“Baby,” I moaned louder as I lifted my hips and fucked his face. “Just like that. Oh my fucking, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” my back arched as I came long and hard. The intensity was like a punch to the gut. “Fuckkkkk,” I panted.
With a smile on his glistening lips, Huncho came up for air. When he pushed into me my eyes widened. Oh my God he felt so good inside of me without a condom on. “Why, oh fuck,” I whispered. There was no point in even asking him why he didn’t use protection because he was already inside of me.
“Fuck is right,” he moaned into my ear. “You feel so damn good, Josie. I missed this shit.” Huncho pinned my arms above my head and stroked me so good I bit my tongue. He was just the right amount of gentle and savage. He sexed me like a man possessed.
“You on birth control?” he asked before snaking his tongue into my mouth.
“Yes, but it doesn’t matter because I want you to come in my mouth,” I moaned seductively against his lips. “I’m swallowing all that shit.”
“Got damn,” he grunted as he fucked me harder. Huncho kissed me through my second orgasm. The moment my pussy stopped contracting, he snatched out of me, and I got on my knees.
“Ummmmm,” I moaned while taking him into my mouth.
“What the fuck?” Huncho gazed down at me with his mouth slightly agape.
I was sucking the fuck out of his dick. The taste of my own essence turned me on in ways I didn’t even know I could be turned on.
The more my pussy pulsated the harder and deeper I sucked until he was releasing and shooting his seeds down my throat.
“Bro, you fuckin’ trouble,” Huncho could barely breathe as I grinned at him. I was glad he knew I could be just as much of a problem as him.