Chapter 10 #3
Lamelle and I hadn’t had sex yet. There was something holding me back from taking it there with him. He didn’t make my pussy wet and until he learned how we wouldn’t be fucking. I had my toys and they’d have to do for now.
“He do give off them creep vibes. I don’t see how you do it.” Yanna loved hood niggas and if they weren’t hood, she didn’t want them. I wasn’t shocked she didn’t like Lamelle he was the straight lace kind of nigga.
“Lamelle, isn’t creepy. Be nice.” I chuckled at Yanna as she pressed her lips together saying year right.
“Any who I’m happy your back. I can’t wait to spend time with you. Tahiry’s little young ass gonna make me fuck her up.” Yanna rolled her eyes and I could only imagine what the hell Tahiry had been up to.
“Me too. You might as well come help me unpack this week.”
“I got you boo.”
“I’ll be right back, I gotta pee,” I told my sister as I headed out of the living room upstairs.
I thought about texting Lamelle since he never showed up here, but I decided to call him once I got home in case he was on some bullshit.
“Let me suck it. I promise I’ll be quick.”
I frowned hearing Malika’s voice, looking up from my phone I saw her standing in front of Mikael. Her hands on the front of his dress pants trying to unbuckle them.
“You a nasty bitch,” I said with disgust in my voice and a deep scowl on my face.
Both of their nasty asses looked over at me calmly and I wanted to fuck both of them up.
“And you a bitch nigga if I’d ever saw one.
” I spat looking directly at Mikael. I’d heard he’d been fucking Milika, but I honestly thought it was gossip.
Seeing her so close in his personal space told me it was more than gossip.
“You mad I took ya nigga and made him mine?” Malika smirked running her hand down Mikael’s chest. Her smirk fell when Mikael smacked her hand down.
He gave her a dirty glare as he said. “A nigga a never be ya nigga. Don’t play with me. Beat ya feet Malika,” Before he turned his evil eyes on me. “Say that shit to my face.” Mikael turned his body sideways facing me with his clasped together in front of him.
“Whatever, Mikael, I’m not stunting you or her nasty ass.” I took the cowardly way out. I hadn’t forgotten about how easily my body submitted to him. I wasn’t pressing my luck.
“Why you still here?” Mikael asked Malika but his eyes never left me.
“Fuck you,” She angrily said storming passed me and stomping down the stairs.
“I just want to go to the bathroom. I don’t even care to speak to you or be involved with your trifling love affairs." I snarled with an attitude as I looked him up and down.
“And I just wanted my fucking baby.” He mugged me walking up on me. Mikael bumped me with his hard chest as he got in my personal space. Just that fast I forgot about not fighting this battle because I was feeling like, I be damned if I backed down. Mikael didn’t scare me.
“People in hell want ice water,” I rudely replied, saying the first thing that came to mind, snaking my neck from side to side. When I saw the pain flash through Mikael’s eyes, I regretted what I said but it was too late for me to take it back.
Before I could comprehend what, he was doing Mikael’s hand was wrapped around my throat.
I felt my feet dangling as I clawed at his hands trying to loosen his grip on my neck.
I struggled to breathe, looking up at Mikael his brown eyes were expressionless.
When I was starting to wonder if Mikael could really kill me, he caught me off guard again.
He slightly loosened his grin on my neck, and I felt my back being pressed into a wall, he used his hard body to hold me in place, and he crashed his lips into mine hungrily kissing me.
I was lost, how he went from choking me to kissing me, I had no idea.
My thoughts were swayed when his tongue entered my mouth.
I felt myself kissing him back intensely matching his hunger for me.
Against my will my legs wrapped around his waist pulling his body deeper into mine.
Throwing my head back I allowed Mikael to suck on my neck feverishly as moans feel from my lips.
My hips began to rock on their own feeling his hard dick pressed between my legs.
I was lost in the whirlwind of intense emotions between us, loving the feeling of his hands now roaming my body.
Just as fast as he started Mikael stopped.
He pulled his lips from my neck and his eyes, unreadable, as they scanned over my face.
I held my breath not knowing what he was thinking.
He bit his bottom lip, contemplating his words.
Then in a coarse tone he finally spoke. “Not today but soon. Imma best this pussy up.” His fingers traced the lace on the outside of my panties as he spoke.
“All the pain you caused me. Every night I couldn’t sleep.
The nights I prayed for a miracle. Yeah, Imma take it out on this pussy.
Imma fuck the shit out of you every time I remember what the fuck you did to me.
But I want you to remember,” Mikael kissed his teeth as he moved his mouth right next to my ear. “I fucking hate you bitch.”
I stopped breathing as we stared into each other's eyes. His hatred for me was evident and it hurt me. He hated me when he was the one who did me wrong.
“I hate you more.” I easily rebutted my heart beating erratically.
I pushed him away and he easily let me down. Once I was on my feet I stormed around him back to the bathroom. Locking myself in the bathroom, I rested against the door. Fuck Mikael.