Page 26 of Mister Fireman

“Okay. Call me when you get outside.”

“Okay.”

Thirteen minutes later, she was calling me back. I told her I’d come to get her since I would have to add her to my approved list. Otherwise, the doorman wouldn’t let her up. I didn’t bother to get dressed fully, instead, putting on a pair of basketball shorts over my boxers and keeping my chest bare. My irritation started to dissolve at the sight of her.

Her natural hair was out for a change. It was pulled into a thick bun on top of her head. The oversized black dress she had on swallowed her whole. With each step she took toward me, I felt my heart slowing more and more. Enjell Johnson was truly a source of peace for me. How could I even consider letting her go?

“Hi,” she spoke softly.

“We need to get something understood before we go up to my apartment.”

Her mouth parted slightly and head tilted as she looked up at me innocently.

“Okay, what?”

“Don’t ever go to another nigga when you’re in need, not even your father. If you need something, you get that shit from me.”

“Dejvi… it’s not like I asked him for it.”

“That doesn’t matter. I’m going to be your husband, which means you get what you need from me. If I ain’t got it, I’ma get it, but you my fucking responsibility. I bet not ever hear you say you got a dime from another nigga unless it’s through your business. Do you understand me?” As she nodded, I told her, “Nah, use your words, love.”

“Ye—” Clearing her throat, she twiddled her thumbs. “Yes, baby.”

“Gimme a kiss.”

My hand wrapped around her neck, and I pulled her close. Between her tugging her bottom lip between her teeth and moaning softly, it was taking everything inside of me not to smack her ass and wrap her legs around my waist. Our tongues connected before our lips did. Had it not been for the sound of someone chuckling and clearing their throat, I didn’t think I would have ever stopped kissing her. Enjell wiped my mouth with a smirk before I led her toward the elevators.

I wasn’t sure which one of us moved toward each other first, but we were back in each other’s arms and on each other’s lips as soon as the elevator closed. When she began to unbutton my pants, I gripped her hands.

“We gotta wait.” My voice trembled from the anticipation of being inside of her again. “I’m not going to stop if we get started, Enjell.”

She released a shaky breath and nodded as she took a step away from me. It felt like it took forever for us to make it to my floor. When we finally did, I damn near dragged her down the hall to get to my spot. Her giggles made me laugh as I looked down and realized she was taking two and three steps for every one of mine.

“Why you so fuckin’ short?”

“I don’t know, ah!” She squealed as I picked her up and tossed her over my shoulder. Smacking her ass, I bit her side since it was the closest thing to me.

“I want you to know I didn’t ask you to come over for this. I genuinely wanted to smoke and talk.”

“Same, but I want this too. You owe me after running out on me.”

Damn. That was true. I definitely planned to make up for that tonight.

As soon as we were in my apartment, she was dropping to her knees and pulling my shorts and boxers down.

“Mm…” she moaned.

Enjell licked her lips before circling her tongue over the head of my dick. I wasn’t sure what I thought her head would be like, but it was definitely not the nasty shit she started doing to me. It didn’t take me long to realize I was going to become even more possessive of her when she started deep throating my dick.

When she allowed saliva to drop and sucked it back up before spitting on my shit and taking me in until I hit the back of her throat, I could no longer hold my cum back. A quiet roar escaped me as I pulled her hair. My stomach clenched and body jerked as I shot my seeds down her throat.

“Fuck, I ain’t mean to do that, baby. I’m sorry.”

As I pulled out of her mouth, she giggled as she wiped it. “I wanted to taste you.”

“Do I taste as good as you thought I would?”

She kissed me. “Better.”

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