Page 5 of This is Law

“You free to do what you want to do, Soraya. You a single woman. All I ask is that you respect me. Don’t have no nigga playing daddy to my fuckin kids. My sons don’t need a daddy. They got one,” he felt the need to tell me, and I just rolled my eyes at him.

“That goes both ways. Keep hoes away from my sons. I’m sure you can’t wait to go out and fuck those thirsty ass bitches,” I said, reaching over him, so that I could unlock the door, and let his ass out because just that fast, I could already tell where this conversation was getting ready to head.

“I went out, and I fucked thirsty bitches because my wife had a pussy, and she pretended that she didn’t know how to use that motha fucka!” was his response.

“It doesn’t matter, Sevyn! We were married! If I would have fucked another nigga while I was still legally tied to you, you would have tried to kill me for that shit! It’s fine though. I’m not here to dwell on the past. From the age of 13, up until thirty-six,you have been the only nigga that has ever fucked me. You are all my body knows. I can’t wait to go out and fuck another nigga!” I hissed, knowing damn well that I was in no rush to go out, and fuck. I have single home girls, and they tell me the men that’s left out here, and how trifling these niggas were, so I wasn’t in any rush for one of them to touch me.

“You going to add those bodies and watch it don’t even be worth it. Niggas don’t fuck like me, Soraya. I’m a rare breed,” he cockily said. As if that was a joke, I just laughed right in his face.

“I’ll be sure to let you know what the dick was hitting on whenever I try it,” I reached for the doorknob, and he moved, so that he could block it.

Here we stood, face to face with one another. He was looking down at me, and I was looking up at him. I was so fuckin stupid because as I was looking up at him, butterflies were swarming my stomach. That jumping feeling that my pussy does whenever I get around him started happening. My breathing picked up a little bit. The hairs that were on my arms, I could feel them standing up. This was probably the most toxic shit in the fuckin world, especially since the judge had just granted our divorce literally just a few hours ago, but I knew I was about to let this nigga fuck me. I knew. When his hand reached out, and he put it on my neck, and he squeezed, and pulled my ass to him, I folded right here at the front door.

The kiss we shared was one out of a damn movie. We both were kissing each other as if it were a race to see which one of us would beat the other to the chase, and pull away, while realizing that we didn’t need to be doing this. It would complicate the fuck out of things. Everything that I knew about sex, passion, being intimate were all things that I’d learned from Law. He taught me everything that I needed to know. I was a damn good kisser, and so was he. I was doing my best to slip my tongue down his throat, feeding it to him.

While he kept one hand wrapped around my throat, his other one went on my ass, grabbing it, which made me jump up in his arms, and he walked with me through the foyer, and walked the hallway, taking me out into the family room, where he kept me wrapped up in his arms, continuing to kiss me, and he eventually pulled away, and he dropped my ass down on the couch. I was on my ass, looking at him, wondering what the fuck I should do. I didn’t know the next time I would get some good dick like this, so I wanted to just feel it one time for old times’ sake, but I knew that he would hang this shit over my head. He would have the upper hand to call me dumb for fuckin him the same day that we’d divorced. I knew his mouth, and how cutthroat it could be. When we argued, he wouldn’t spare me, and I wouldn’t spare his ass either.

“If I let you fuck, say you won’t bring it up if we get into it,” I panted, still out of breath from the kiss that we just shared. My eyes were on him, looking to see if he would tell the truth. I swear, the second we could shake on it, and he told me that he wouldn’t throw it up in my face, these clothes were off, and I was going to jump in whatever position he wanted me in.

He stood over me on the couch, with a cocky smirk on his face, and that smirk let me know that he was about to tear my ass up for old times’ sake.

“I got secrets way worse of yours that I can expose. Me, throwing it up in your face that you let me fuck the same day that we divorced should be the least of your worries. Let’s go,” he shot, slapping me on my leg, so that I could get with the program. I would take that, so I quickly came out of the silk blouse that I was wearing, and I reached behind me, so that I could unsnap myLa Perlabra. It was a high-end lingerie brand that I liked to wear.

Because I was wearing a cram-colored blouse, the bra was black, so that it wouldn’t show underneath. I breastfeed a totalof three kids, but you couldn’t look at my titties and tell. They still sat up nice. I wasn’t working with the biggest titties, but they weren’t that small, either. They were perfect, and I knew that they could fit perfectly in his hands.

Instead of standing all the way up to remove my slacks, I just unbuckled them, followed by me pulling the zipper down, and I sat up a little bit, removing the slacks, and my boy shorts, lace underwear that I had on. Now, I was completely naked. Pussy right in his face, waiting for him to do whatever the fuck he wanted to do with it. I’d just gotten a wax earlier this week, so it was fall off the bone ready. My pussy was good year-round, no matter the time of day, or the last time I showered, which was this morning, so I didn’t even have to do a sniff test because I knew that I smelled good down there.

Just like any other time that we’ve fucked in the past, Law looked down at my body in my amazement, and his eyes dropped down to my pussy, staring at it like I was his favorite treat. I watched him as he unbuttoned the top that he was wearing, and he removed his tie, throwing it on the floor, and once his shirt was unbuttoned, he came out of it, along with the wife beater that he was wearing. Looking at his hard abs on his beautiful brown body, I swear I wanted to lean up, and lick, and kiss every one of them, but I knew I couldn’t. Now wasn’t the time for us to make love. I just needed him to fuck my brains out, and then he could go on about his day.

“Turn around,” he was aggressive with the way he said it.

“I want to see that dick first,” I let him know. He unzipped his slacks, and he pulled that big, long, meaty dick out of hisCalvin Kleinbriefs, and I could have cried when I saw it. He brought his body closer, so that his legs were touching the couch, and that’s when I turned around, and I quickly got on all fours.

I made sure that the arch in my back was deep. I had to put on a show for this nigga and pull out all the tricks because Iwasn’t letting him hit it after this. I had so much pressure built up in my system. I hadn’t been fucked in five months. I needed this dick, but the kind of dick that Law had, it was good enough to last you for a while, so after today, I would be good.

I spread my arms out, letting them go on either side of me, laying them out flat, and I turned my head, looking at him over my shoulder. My long hair was sprawled out across my back, so he moved it, so that it wouldn’t mess with his view. My pussy was dripping wet. I could feel it dripping down the back of my thighs. Any other time, he would have licked it up, only to spit it back inside of me, and then start fuckin me, but I understood that that wasn’t the type of time that we were on.

He got a nice hold of his dick with his large hands, and he slid it up and down the back of my pussy. I was fighting like hell to prevent myself from moaning, but once he slipped inside of me, a quick moan escaped my lips, and I assumed my rightful position, and I started throwing ass back on that dick.

“On my kids, I’m not putting this dick in you no more after today. We just finished sitting on opposite sides of the court room, and just a few hours later, you got me buried in your pussy like this. Fuck no. You not going to feel this shit no more after today!” he talked shit from behind me, putting a hand down on my waist, where he held me firmly, and his other hand wrapped my long hair up, twirled it around, and he held it in his fist, and proceeded to quickly drilling in my pussy from behind, leaving me with no choice but to moan even louder, and have me seconds away from releasing.

“Fuck! Fuck! Why you trying to make me cum soooo fastttttt? Papi, slow dowwnnnnnn,” I moaned, eyes rolling in the back of my head, not even looking at his ass. I hate that I fucked around and called him Papi. That was one of the many terms of endearment that I would use for him over the years. We werehaving an intimate moment, and the shit slipped out, and I hated that it did.

“Just giving you a friendly reminder that you’ll never come across another nigga that’s going to fuck you the way I do. They not gone make you squirt the way I do, Ya. I ain’t been in this pussy one whole minute yet, and your liquids are seconds away from oozing out. You see what you’re doing here? Do you feel this dick that’s inside you right now? This the dick that you just signed off on? This the dick that your walking away from?” he talked that thug shit from behind me, beating my pussy down, and I was uncontrollably moaning, about to flood that dick up.

“If you catch another body, bae, I’m telling you it’s not going to be worth it. Them niggas will never know fat ma the way that I know her. I taught you how to use this motha fucka. Go ahead. Bust your nut. Do what them niggas going to be incapable of doing,” he shot, and my body locked up on me, and I squirted for what felt like seven seconds straight.

Law, never being the kind of man to ever give me breaks in between nuts, he grabbed my little ass up, and he flipped us, having him sit on the couch, and he put me in his lap, making me give him my back. I planted my feet on his strong thighs, leaned my body back into his chest, and I lost all pride as I started riding up and down that dick, fuckin him like he was still my husband.

“This pussy so good, Boobie. Damn. I gotta leave this motha fucka alone though. We too fuckin toxic for each other, bae. It’s voices in my head right now telling me to fuck your world up and put a baby in you. I know you not on pills. I know your body so well. I know when I’m fuckin pussy that’s ovulating, and that’s for sure what’s taking place with you right now. Just a drop of my nut will get you pregnant,” his ass was in my ear talking crazy. His large hand had been on my flat stomach, but it moved down to my pussy, and while I was riding, he was fuckin underneath, and two of his fingers found my clit, wherehe slowly started massaging. That combo was mixed with his lips by my ear, talking crazy to me.

“Don’t nut in meeeee. Law, I’m serious. I’m fuckin serioussss,” I moaned, just seconds away from exploding for him again. He started drilling in me from up under, and I came so hard.

He quickly lifted me up by my hips, and I looked down at his dick, seeing the nut slip out of him.At least his ass fuckin listened. We both looked down, watching the nut pour out of him, and then he tossed my ass down on the couch. I lay on my back, looking over at him, while he was looking over at me. I was fighting tears because we both knew that this was going to be the end. This wasn’t going to be that kind of party where we were divorced, and he was still fuckin on me every chance that he got. Law knew the kind of good dick that he had, and he wasn’t going to let me use him for dick.

We sat in silence for about five minutes, and then he stood up. His dick was still coated in my juices, and it was semi erect.

“You probably the smartest woman I ever met in my life. I used to always tell you that you should have went to school for law as well because I know with your brain, you would have made a damn good attorney. I value the kind of decisions you make. However, I think the dumbest shit you could have ever done was end what me, and you had. I can’t bring Sarai back, Yaya, but as your husband, I was willing to do everything in my power to make you feel better about the situation. When your reality hits you that you gotta come to this big ass house, and be lonely, just know that I was willing to fight for my marriage, and when you tell it, make sure you never leave out the part that you left me. I never left you,” he hit me with an earful, and when he finished, my eyes watered up. I wouldn’t dare cry in front of him though.

---