Chapter 19
Hollis
I moaned from the first lick to my folds, and unlike the dream I was having about him, I knew this feeling of slickness that just hit my clit was real.
He must not know about Angie yet… I thought as I went to touch him but suddenly felt restrained.
Maybe I’m still dreaming for real.
I pulled again as I grunted from Luke’s lips latching onto my clit and failed miserably. That had me popping open my burning eyes to see my wrists were tied to each other and linked to the headboard by the silky tie from my robe I knew I’d fallen asleep in after my shower.
Damn, using my own shit against me is fucked up.
My legs weren’t bound, so I attempted to lock them around his neck. But of course I was cut off as Luke pushed my legs out and up as he continued to torture my pussy.
“Deke, babyyyy... gotdamn,” I whimpered as he inserted two fingers, stretching me wide, pumping them in and out. I glanced down to see a menacing glare on his face that had my stomach dropping into my pussy as I came hard.
He knows.
Shit.
I didn’t even need to confirm what all he heard as my mouth moved.
“Baby, wait. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do it. I swear,” I cried as he ignored me, skillfully stroking my spot as his mouth clung to my swollen and very sensitive ass clit that prayed for mercy as he sent me riding another wave and my eyes rolled back.
“Deke, I know…I know I fucked up. I'ma fix it, baby. I pro-promise.” I shuddered, causing some of my words to come out in a stutter as my body shook uncontrollably. Luke was working my body overtime with these back-to-back shots and I was struggling to keep up.
Praise God because it could be worse. He could be withholding them.
I was second guessing my own choices as I felt another one coming within seconds of the last one.
“Please, baby, I can’t…ugh, fu-shit,” I cried as I shifted my lower half, doing my best to escape his possessive hold on me and my pussy, but of course he was quick.
“Do I need to tie your legs up too, Hershey? I’m trying to be kind considering the situation, but if you need that shit, just say the word, love, and I’ll lock ’em the fuck up until you understand sorry ain’t gon ‘make it,” he barked as he looked down at me.
I sniffled then shook my head. Not missing his fingers taking me to the next body quake.
“Naw, do what you do best and use those words, Hershey. I can’t hear no fucking nod, baby.”
“No, Deke, I’ma be a good girl.”
Luke snorted. “No, you are not. You already misbehaved and were a very bad girl, love.” When Luke removed his fingers, I just knew we were done until I realized he was naked and now stretching my legs wider, pushing them up, placing them on his shoulders.
“And since you did a bad thing, I have to beat this pussy up until you say more than you’re sorry.
I heard that bullshit already, use some new words to write your stories.
” I took in a sharp breath as his dick filled me to capacity, temporarily handicapping me.
I couldn’t even brace myself for the death strokes he was delivering, couldn’t even form the words Luke had demanded I use.
Oh yeah, Hollis, pissed is an understatement for what he is right now.
“This shit is crazy. This is the quietest I’ve ever heard you, Hershey. I’m not even believing you ain’t got nothing to say,” he grunted lowly in my ear while all I could manage was a throaty moan.
“That’s cool, I got enough energy and dick to do this all fucking night until you find those words.”
Under different circumstances, I would’ve loved the thought of Luke going rounds, but tonight I didn’t know how much longer I would be able to hold on.
The nausea rising in my chest told me not long at all.
“Baby, wait, I have— ” I gagged on my words. “Deke, I have to—” It happened again, this time Luke stared down at me with a tight expression of concern.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Another gag came, with me closing my mouth as he hustled to undo the silk ties. Once my hands were free, I ran to the bathroom to empty my stomach. Luke was right behind me, holding my hair and rubbing my back.
“Damn, Hershey. I went too damn hard, I apologize. Are you good?”
I nodded as more came up. And yes, I was most definitely lying and blaming some type of liquor. I had his surprise planned and his big headed baby wasn’t about to ruin it.
Or so I thought.
“I didn’t know morning sickness could come at night too.
I’m sorry, Hershey. I feel like this is my fault for real now.
I’m so used to you calling yourself sneaking out of bed in the mornings to hide this part from me.
” I sat up, wiping my mouth with tissue as I frowned at him, trying to continue to play it off.
My laugh was light. “What are you talking about, morning sickness? Deke, that’s for pregnant women.”
He huffed as he got up, holding his hand out for me so he could help.
“And now you don’t want to tell me what I already know? You stay hurting a nigga’s chest, Holls. I told you about the baby, why you acting as if I’m the crazy one?”
I made my way over to the sink to brush my teeth.
“Because this wasn’t how I wanted to tell you. I had this cute plan on our actual anniversary but of course your spawn has to ruin it.” I was off my feet in a mere seconds of finishing my sentence as Luke picked me up and spun me in the air as he shouted.
“Wooo, my muthafucking wife is having my baby! Hershey, you just made me the happiest man in the world, thank you. Ain’t shit ruined.
I love you so much.” I giggled freely as he placed me on the countertop, stepping between my legs, taking my toothbrush out of my mouth, and replacing it with his lips on mine.
I broke our kiss long enough to spit the toothpaste out.
“Uht uht, unless you want me to throw up again, let me rinse please.” He laughed, showing all his teeth.
“Oh shit, my bad. Yeah, let me help you.” He reached for a cup so I could get some water. Once I was done, he was back to being all over me.
“Does this mean we’re having makeup sex now?”
“Only for this round, Hershey, then I have to get back to fucking the shit outta you. I’m happy now but I haven’t forgotten you were a bad girl,” he said as he scooted me closer to the edge then refilled me with his dick.
Only this time, I held on, locking my arms around him as I buried my face in his neck, loving his scent and how calming it was while I accepted the deep, slow strokes this round.
“I love you too, Deke,” I moaned.
Luke leaned down, placing soft kisses on my shoulders. We had just finished his beatdown session to my pussy and were currently in the bathroom about to get in the shower. I stopped in the mirror to inspect the damage to my hair because I knew Luke had fucked Callie’s hard work up.
“So you gon’ tell me what went down or…”
I rolled my eyes, not even wanting to talk about it but knowing I had to.
“I mean, I’m sure you got all the details from Shep or Angie.
Why do you need my side of the story when you already picked one to be on and clearly it’s not mine?
” I shrugged as I went to push him off me, but of course, Luke wasn’t going for that.
He quickly snatched me back into his embrace, locking me in as he wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me tight, biting my neck roughly, causing me to react to the pain.
“Ouch, Deke.” He grabbed my neck, pulling my head back to face his, pecking my lips nastily several times in the process.
“Because I asked, and you muthafucka right I chose a side, yours. Now tell me what happened, Holls.” I kissed my teeth, which only made Luke slap my ass.
“So, after we left the house, the girls and I went to Nawlins. Things were going good, ya know. And then out of nowhere, this man came stalking over to our table and questioning Angie. My natural reaction when I see some shit popping off with a celebrity or celebrity spouse, is to pull my phone out and hit record. Was I still going to run the piece?” I shrugged, because at that moment I’d thought about it. I wouldn’t lie about that part.
“But as the conversation went on, I realized who he was and how he was trying to move foul. I mean, Deke, he didn’t even want the baby, gave up his rights and all, but was popping big shit and literally trying to take Angie’s son out of her arms. I had to do something, and you know I can’t get physical because of your baby, what else was I supposed to do?
The idea popped into my head so quickly.
I wasn’t thinking too much about how bad exposing myself to her would be considering I was trying to help her.
So I held up my phone and threatened to write a story on him.
I thought I was doing a good deed…adjacent. ”
“After you knowingly recorded a private conversation that was going to be used to hurt Angie and Shep, though.” Luke released a heavy ass breath. I watched him drag his hands down his face while I shrugged.
“Hurt or help? The story would finally stop people from talking about them.”
“You can’t talk about our friends, baby.”
“I know, Deke, and I wasn’t. Well, they weren’t on my radar at first. I mean, I had no plans to write a piece on them.
It was given to me by my boss prior to all of this, and mind you, I’ve been stalling and doing extra shit because he won’t understand the new boundaries in place when it comes to them in my life. I still have a job to do though.”
“Man, Holls, on some real shit, fuck that job. I don’t want to keep hearing about it.
If that bitch ass nigga can’t understand…
No, fuck that, wrong word, respect your boundaries, then it’s time to go.
You have other options, like your magazine or you could relax and just be a stay-at-home mom for all I care, but the piece is dead on your end. Oh and delete the video.”
He stepped away from me, going to the shower to turn it on. I turned to face him as it seemed the conversation was done for him but it wasn’t for me.