Chapter 21 - Devin ’The Mercenary’ Mercer
Listening to Blaise on her newest segment, I couldn’t do shit but shake my head.
She was back to her original bullshit, and I know it’s because I’ve been holding out on her ass.
I put shorty on dick punishment and this how she chose to act out.
I guess she really had my number because it worked.
My ass sitting in the hotel right now waiting on her ass to come.
Even though twin nem was talking shit, it was a lot of truth to what they were saying.
I’m not built to be second, but at the same time, she had a life before me.
That was her problem to figure out though because I had every intention on wrecking that home.
I’m talking demolition starting with her pussy.
If she wanted that nigga, she would have never ridden this dick.
I engraved my name in that bitch, and she was gone have to make a decision.
Hearing a knock at the door, I got up to open it.
The only person it could be was her, so I didn’t bother to check.
“You will be okay, Tyla. She’s in a mood, but with everything going on, she doesn’t understand.
I’ll only be gone a few hours but call me if you need anything.
” I wanted to tell her ass she just lied like a mufucka to Tyla, but I decided to stay quiet.
I was about to hold that pussy hostage, and she was going to like it.
When she hung up the phone, I walked over to her and immediately grabbed her around the neck.
“You think I’m a joke?” She couldn’t speak, so Brianna shook her head no.
“You miss this dick?” I asked her while pressing against her allowing her to feel how hard it was for her.
This time she nodded yes. Leaning forward, I bit her lip while I slid my hand in her jogging pants.
I played with her clit, but I kept my other hand around her neck.
She slowly began grinding against my fingers and that pussy started leaking.
Letting her go and removing my hand, I stepped back.
“Show me how much you missed me.” Smirking, Brianna dropped to her knees and relieved my dick out of my briefs.
“Mmmm, this mufucka so pretty.” I loved when she let go of the boujie act and talked to me like she was from the hood.
At first, she just stared at it, and then she slowly began placing kisses on the tip.
Every time she did, my dick jumped. When she circled it with her tongue, I was tired of playing with her.
Dropping some spit from my mouth to my dick, I grabbed the back of her head and pushed it forward.
Instead of complaining, she moaned and began going to work on that mufucka.
“Damn, you sucking that shit like it belongs to you.” Pulling back, she spit on it and continued to deep throat me.
“Get up and come put that pussy on my face.” Brianna stood up and followed me to the couch.
I removed my briefs all the way, and laid down.
I watched her undress, and I stroked my dick until she climbed on top of me.
Her pussy was soaked, so I drained that bitch dry before I wet that shit up again.
Digging my fingers in her pussy, I fucked her like that for a while until that shit was juicy.
Her mouth finally found its way back to my dick and as soon as she deep throated my shit, I went back to work.
Nothing needed to be said because we expressed anything we had to say in our actions.
Spreading her ass cheeks apart, I licked her from top to bottom before sucking on her asshole like that bitch belonged to me.
Pulling back, I spit in it before sucking it back out.
Seeing that drove her crazy, I did it a few more times.
Putting my finger at the tip, I circled it before I pushed it inside.
I slowly fucked her ass until that bitch opened up.
Sliding another finger inside, I continued to stroke her ass while she pulled a nut out my dick.
“Swallow that shit baby.” Not waiting for her to respond, I bust in her mouth.
Brianna spit my nut on the tip of my dick before sucking it off again and then swallowing.
“You such a good girl. I love how you listen.” I noticed she continued sucking, but it was no need for it.
My dick never went limp. Sitting up, she turned to face me and position herself to take my dick.
I wasn’t expecting her to place my dick at her asshole, but that shit had me spent. It took her a while to work it all the way in, but I was a patient nigga. When it finally got in there, she laid there groaning trying to let it adjust.
“I think it’s too big.” Pulling her to me, I rubbed her hair out of her face as I stared into her eyes.
“It’s def too big, but it’s going to fit because every part of you belong to me.
Relax and focus on your man, shorty ma.” She continued to stare at me as put my hands on her waist. Using that as leverage, I slowly began pumping from the bottom.
Her face was a mixture of pain and ecstasy, but there was no stopping.
“Mmmm fuckkkk!!!”
“You doing good. Look how you taking that dick. When I pick up the pace, bounce your ass on this mufucka.”
“Okay.” I went in slow a few more times before I increased my speed. Just as I asked, Brianna began bouncing her ass and then the moaning began. The sounds coming from her mouth was about to make me nut.
“You’re such a good girl. Now, ride this mufucka like you would if it was in your pussy.
” Pushing back from me, she got on her tippy toes and began bouncing hard as fuck.
Between her screams, that ass clapping against me, and the feeling, a nigga was done.
My nut shot out hard and fast. This time, that mufucka went limp as fuck.
“You really ain’t shit. How you gone cum before me?” Laughing, I pushed her off me and onto her back. Placing her legs on my shoulders, I dove in and began sucking her clit. I was working that bitch fast, and I could tell it wouldn’t be long.
“Give me that cum, shorty ma.” Spitting on her clit, I started sucking again and her body slowly started to shake.
“Oooh, this pussy cumming baby.” Her ass came hard in my mouth, and I continued to suck until she began whimpering.
Climbing from between her legs, I grabbed her and pulled her to the bed.
“I need a minute. I can’t take anymore right now.
My ass hurts.” Laughing, I climbed in the bed and pulled her to my chest.
“Girl, ain’t nobody about to touch you. Well, not right now. You can tell your homegirl you not coming back until tomorrow. Right now, I just want to lay with you. Just know, every time this dick brick up, I’m sliding back in you. All fucking night!” Her body shook, but she snuggled up beside me.
“Why do you call me, Brianna?”
“Your mama named you Clay, I’mma call you Clay.
” We both laughed at my Coming to America line.
“Naw, but you’re his Blaise. You’re my Brianna.
You can be that fake bitch with him and on the tv, but when you with me, I want the real you.
All of you. No make up or spanks. I wanna see the girl I fell for years ago.
” Her eyes got big, but no words came out of her mouth.
Feeling it, I decided to jump off the cliff.
“I love you, Brianna.” She stared at me, but her ringing phone interrupted us.
Her ass hurried up and answered, I’m sure so that she could deflect.
“Hey, Ty is everything okay?” Brianna shot up and began getting dressed. “How did that happen?” I sat up because now I was concerned. Her ass was dressed in record time. If it wasn’t for the pure panic on her face, I would have thought she was faking to get up out of there. “I’m on the way.”
“You good?”
“I have to go. I’ll call you.” There was no goodbye or even a kiss. Her ass ran out the door and was gone so fast you would wonder if she was really here.
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Grabbing my duffle bag, I headed downstairs to my car.
My flight was leaving in a few hours, but I wanted to check on Brianna and make sure she was okay.
I haven’t heard from her since she ran out of my room, and a nigga didn’t feel right leaving to go back home if she wasn’t good.
Not really wanting to pop up on her, I called her phone again, but it just went to voicemail.
I knew she didn’t have a segment today, but I wanted to make sure her lame ass husband wasn’t home.
Dialing the studio, I waited for someone to pick up.
“Hey, is Garrett doing a segment today?”
“Yes, he’s here. May I ask who’s calling?
” Not saying anything else, I hung up the phone.
Going to the email my investigator sent me when I first looked into her, I got her address and put it in the GPS.
Calling her phone one more time, I hope she picked up.
I wasn’t the pop up type because I wasn’t trying to look like a bitch.
I just wanted to make sure shorty was good.
Pulling up to the house in Oak Park, I must say I was impressed.
Praying this girl didn’t show her ass, I got out of the car and walked to her door.
I rang the bell and waited. A few moments later, it opened, but it wasn’t Brianna.
My knees went weak looking at a mini version of Brianna.
I wouldn’t have thought anything of it until I saw it.
The berry mark all the women in my family carried.
I know a lot of people had birthmarks. Probably even strawberry looking ones, but hers was in the exact spot as my family’s.
“Hi, are you here to see my mommy? I’m Mila.” I wanted to speak, but my words were stuck.
“Jam, what did I tell you about opening the door? You can’t just-…” her words got lost when she saw it was me. The shock and fear on her face confirmed what I already knew. Fighting back tears, I tried my best to hold my composure.