Page 12 of Make Me Forget

I kissed her again, easing my tongue inside to hers. The kiss became slow and sloppy. I had begun licking her fucking lips and chin. She did the same to me as she twisted her body to hold my face to hers. She went to her side, and my dick slid out of her but only for a moment. I refused to be out in the cold if I could help it.

When I slid back inside her warmth, my body shuddered. It was insane how much I felt for her. Maybe this was what Christian felt with Mya. That was why he couldn’t let go, even when she was trying to force him to. I didn’t understand how I was even living without Cassie. I pulled away from her lips and lifted her leg, licking every inch I could reach with my tongue without my dick falling out of her.

I could hear her phone ringing in the distance, but that nigga was gon’ have to wait. This shit was way more pressing and neither of us could control ourselves right now. I went to her nipples and sucked those long, hard muthafuckas one at a time. She erupted soon after, soaking me in her love for me.

I again gripped her neck and began fucking her harder. She was taking every thrust with gusto, making me swell with pride and appreciation for pussy this good. I could feel my nut rising, and as I was about to pull out, she pulled me to her to kiss me, and I fired off again inside of her. I didn’t really give a fuck, but she must have been on birth control for her not to give a fuck either.

I collapsed on top of her for a moment then stood to get a wet towel from the bathroom. She appeared behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. “I really have to go now. I’ll text when I get home.”

“A’ight, baby.”

She took the towel from me and quickly cleaned up then headed back to the bedroom to get dressed. I went back to the bedroom as well and stripped my sheets from the bed. Them muthafuckas were drenched. I followed her out the bedroom to go to the washroom but before I did, I circled my free arm around her waist and pulled her to me. I kissed her head, and she turned to me and kissed my lips.

“I hope to see you again soon, Cassie.”

“You will. Bye.”

“Bye.”

I watched her walk to her car then went and threw the sheets in the washer. I checked the time to see that I was thirty minutes late going to my parents’ house. They were cooking dinner and had invited Uncle Shylou and his family and the Daniels. Hopefully, Cassie didn’t run into her family on the way out.

“Who was at your house?” Karima asked softly.

I glanced at her, and her eyes widened. “I suppose the ‘talk’,” she said, putting up air quotes, “went well.”

I gave her a slight smirk. “I agreed to be whoever she needed me to be. Weak ass,” I mumbled.

She chuckled. “You’re a lot like Daddy, even when you’re not trying to be. I love that about you, though. You let your heart lead you. Not many men can say that.”

She laid her head against my shoulder, and I kissed it then shook my head. Sometimes, I hated that shit. When Jacob was dealing with Jameka, and I popped off and said I would have her licking the cement, Uncle Storm knew that was a lie. That was why he said what he said about me being a chip off the weak ass block. I knew he primarily said that to fuck with my dad, but he was right as hell.

When it came to women, especially one I felt strongly for, I would go to hell and back for her, even if she was wrong.

“What’s up, KJ? How you doing?”

I looked up to see Mr. Price approaching me. “Hey. I’m cool. How about you?”

“I’m good. It’s good to see you. It’s been a while.”

“Yes, sir. I’m always on the road, competing.”

“I know. Your dad brags on you all the time.”

“That’s right. My nephew don’t fuck around,” Uncle Shylou said.

I chuckled. He was my dad’s best friend and former business partner, but he was around so much, we started calling him uncle. They treated each other like brothers anyway. I believed he and my dad were even closer than he was to my biological uncles. It didn’t seem like they’d all got really close until after Uncle WJ tried to kill himself. Uncle Storm and Uncle Jasper had always been close, but it was like my dad was the odd man out.

He and Uncle WJ seemed to always have a strained relationship for as far back as I could remember. I didn’t learn why until much later. Seeing where Uncle WJ had come from and what he was actually dealing with, made me proud of the man he was today.

“When is your next competition?” Mr. Price asked.

“Next weekend in Sulphur.”

“Oh, that’s pretty close. We may go. If Cassie isn’t busy, I’ll see if she wants to tag along.”

I nodded, although I wanted to cut a backflip. If he only knew what we had going on… I wouldn’t be the one to reveal that if I could help it. Only three people knew that we’d slept together, unless she’d told someone. I had no intent of telling anyone else. Three people was more than enough. If anybody else knew, I might as well get on the mic at the next family function and tell the entire family.

“I hope y’all can make it out. It’s kind of boring if you don’t know what you’re watching though. So you would have to educate yourself on the event.”

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