Page 86 of Honey Sugar
Fuck.
My name sounded so nasty rolling off his tongue. He caressed his words the way only a Louisiana boy could do. The way only Titan could do.
My superhero.
“You,” I whispered draping my fingers around his wrist.
“Good girl.” When he let my neck go, I pulled in a deep breath. I could still feel his fingers pressing into me like steel. “Stop trying to be cute. You’re going to fuck around and get stuffed full of dick.” His thumb skated over the dimple in my chin, then moved up to my bottom lip.
I couldn’t resist touching him either. That moment against the foyer wall made me weak. I couldn’t hold out until tonight. I needed Titan.
I slipped my hand under his shirt and felt the smooth skin covering tight abs. My fingers explored the angles and divots while my mind pictured every tattoo and where it was placed. I knew Titan like I knew the map to my own property.
“Can you stuff me full of dick before you have to be all serious?” My other hand reached up to stroke his neck with the touch of a feather. I knew he didn’t want to fuck me while Bear was in the back yard but he was far enough away for it not to make a difference.
Titan’s jaw flexed and his nostrils flared when my hand slipped beneath the elastic band of his sweatpants and brushed against his stiff dick. I loved how hard he was for me. I wanted to feel all that power between my thighs. The thought of someone else being on the property turned me on even more.
Titan dipped his head low and we kissed hungrily like we’d been apart from each other for days. It never mattered how short or long the time between us making love was, I was always ready for him. I felt arousal pooling in my panties the longer I stroked his dick while his tongue explored my mouth. He swallowed my moans slowly while lifting my dress and sliding my underwear to the side.
“Mmm, you’re so fucking wet, baby girl.” Electricity scorched me when his long middle finger slid against my clit. I squirmed against the wall and whimpered. I rocked my hips back and forth, chasing the friction from his touch. Every time he rubbed me there I shuddered from pleasure. “I want you to paint my dick with your juicy pussy.” In the next second, Titan freed his dick and draped my leg over his arm. He penetrated me slow and hard while he stared into my eyes. “You belong to me. Understand?” He nipped at me and it hurt so good. Warmth coated my bottom lip quickly and I licked it only to taste blood on my tongue. Titan’s mouth crashed against mine in a frenzy. Blood, heat, and sin mixed between us and I was in no rush to put the fire out. I wanted it to char me to the fucking bone and send smoke signals to the world noting my demise. Titan successfully ruined me. I wasn’t a nice quiet girl anymore.
I was morally corrupt.
I was sick without a cure.
But I was in heaven with Titan’s cock stretching me and hammering deep inside of me. That’s the only feeling I cared about. I dug my nails into his shoulders and held his piercing dark gaze until my body surrendered to the building climax inside. Pressure took over me so quickly I nearly lost my breath.
“Come for me, baby girl. Get my dick wetter.” He thrust deep into my pussy and gripped my jaw with his strong fingers. “You hear that?” He quizzed. He drilled me again and I moaned his name into the air. He’d fucked me so many times all over the house the walls were decorated with his name. Like fresh coats of paint, it brought new life to the place I called home. Now my home was nothing without Titan.
“Yes, I hear it,” I said, breathlessly.
“We sound so fucking good together.” He sucked on my bottom lip and I came undone for him. I became piles of honey-colored ribbon. I wasn’t afraid of unraveling around him. I knew he’d always put me back together after he turned me to atoms. He knew me well enough to reconstruct me stitch by stitch.
Titan’s thick cock swelled between my walls right before he flooded me with cum. It was warm and silky. My pussy hummed with pleasure while it milked him dry.
“Goddammit, Ivy.” He rested his slick forehead against mine and I shut my eyes, content to breathe with him in the hush between us. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Titan.” I stroked his beard then eased my leg down. When I rubbed his back in long, up and down strokes, I hit against something hard and bulky. It took my mind a few moments to realize it was his gun.
Was it weird for that to turn me on?
My mouth went dry when the reality of what the end of the day entailed. Mario wasn’t leaving my house alive. He was responsible for killing Aunt Sarah and for my mother subsequently killing herself. I didn’t give a damn what happened to him. He deserved whatever he got.
“Yeah, let me get cleaned up.” Titan looked down at his phone and held it up for me to see. Mario sent him a text saying he was five minutes away. That was three minutes ago.
Shit was about to get real.
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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
It was showtime.
I heard the dirt crunching beneath Mario’s tires as he pulled up. I was shocked to see he only came with one car. Maybe he thought he was being inconspicuous that way. I pulled open the front door in time to see him get out with four of Bear’s men in tow.
How he didn’t realize something was deeply wrong with that picture, I’ll never know. Why the hell would a heavyweight like Bear send out four men when sales peak in the evening? That would mean he was missing out on business. Yes, it was petty street deals but enough of those petty deals brought in cash.
What really spoke volumes was that Bear himself was there. He didn’t make petty street deals. He handled deals directly from the drug connects overseas. If Mario got an inkling Bear was around before I was ready, he’d figure out the entire plan and things would get messy.
