Page 24 of Truce Of The Matter

“You taste so fucking good.”

I lick her clit, suck it, and kiss it, pleasuring her until her legs begin to shake. To control them, I place her legs across my shoulders. When I do, she clasps her feet together, trapping my head. Her shaking increases as her body vibrates through an orgasm. She’s cumming in my mouth and I gladly drink all of her sweet nectar.

“Rex! Shit,” she trills as she trembles. When her body goes rigid, I don’t let up. I continue my pleasurable assault of her sweet pussy with my tongue. While licking her sensitive clit, I insert two fingers inside of her. “The fuck!” she moans and her body jolts.

I thrust my fingers inside her warm, wet pussy. When I turn them and hit the top of her walls, she cums again. This orgasm is massive because her thighs lock around my face. Her moans get louder and her hands tighten on the back of my head. As I drink her juices, she thrusts her pussy in my face.

“Feed me my pussy,” I coax.

“God! Yes,” she purrs.

Then she rubs her pussy up my entire face, drenching my already saturated beard. Her moans and her soaking wet pussy have my dick bricked all the way. I’m ready to fill her. Withoutbreaking my sucking and licking, I maneuver out of my boxers. When they pool at my ankles, I kick them off then inch up to her lips. Nastily, she licks my lips then sucks my tongue, tasting her own sweet juices. Our tongue sucking is interrupted when we both hear loud banging on her door.

“Fuck!” we say, annoyed as hell, in unison.

“They will go away,” I insist, but sadly, I’m wrong.

“Truce! Truce!” the voice yells as her doorbell chimes loudly.

“Monae,” she sighs.

“What?” I ask.

“That’s my best friend, Monae.” She pecks my lips then places her hands on my chest. Her disappointed eyes stare into mine. My sentiment matches hers.

“Shit!” I scoff, frustrated as fuck.

“Truce! I’m coming in,” her friend announces and Truce pushes my chest.

“Oh God! She has a key,” she utters before yelling, “I’m coming.”

“You literally just was,” I groan before falling onto her bed. When my face lands into the pillow, I want to scream. “Fuck,” I murmur instead, then turn onto my back.

“Sorry,” she whispers before sliding out of the bed. “One second,” she yells.

She grabs her panties from the floor, puts them on, then slowly ambles to her dresser. She opens the drawer, pulls out something, then drags a dress that stops mid-thigh over her head. As I watch her walk out of the room, all I can do is shake my damn head. When she closes the door, I ball my fists then pound them in the bed. My dick is bricked all the way and I can still taste her.

“Fuck.”

Chapter 9

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I curse lowly as I try to walk to the door. My legs are still rubbery from those two mind-blowing orgasms. “Fuck!”

I love Monae down, but at this very moment, I don’t like her. She’s stopping by at the wrong damn time. I needed that; I need him. Yesterday was a nightmare and today…I can’t even process today at all, and honestly, I don’t want to.Who wants to discuss burying her mom? Not me.I want to stay in bed with Rex and let him continue to take me to the place where my grief momentarily disappears. I was content, no tears were in my eyes, and I was in a state of pure euphoria. My reality was pushed aside and I didn’t feel the sadness that blankets my soul.But I feel it creeping back now.

“I’m coming in,” she announces right before I reach my door.

“I’m here.”

I disarm my alarm then open the door. Monae stares at my face, studies it, then pulls me in for a hug. As we embrace, she inhales loudly. When we break, she turns her head to the side and raises one eyebrow.

“I know Creed Millesime when I smell it,” she utters. “Is he here?”

“Yes, and stop being loud.”

“I’m not,” she says as she pushes past me to enter. I close the door and turn around. She’s standing right in front of me with her nosy ass look on her face. “I came to check on you but I guess you are in good hands,” she whispers.

“I was. Wait here. Let me go t?—”

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