Page 67 of Breaking the Rules
“Damn,” he hissed. “I made of mess of you for real. Let me clean you up.”
She pulled him back by his shirt and wiggled off the desk. “Me first.”
On her knees, his dick in her mouth, Savanhi sucked and licked him clean until he shuddered. Another release.
“Dammit, Sassy,” he huffed, picking her up and putting her back on the desk, her round ass in his face. Noble pulled up a chair, sat down, and smacked her cheeks before ripping the seat of the leotard and pushing it up. He happily planted his face into her center and lapped up her essence from the front to the back, enticing another salacious ooze of desire from her.
Savanhi slid off the desk onto his lap. His dick at attention, throbbing to feel her again. Noble yanked the straps of herleotard down, breast bouncing out as she rolled her hips up and down.
“You trying to put that damn implant to the test,” he groaned, holding her close to him.
“Trying to make sure when you leave me, you come back.”
Noble laughed through a groan. “Marking your territory. About damn time, Sassy. About damn time.”
After cleaning up their mess and each other, the couple was hand in hand walking on top of the patio of Shaking Shack.
“You know Areli is going to give me an earful when she smells the Cajun fries on me.”
Noble chuckled. “She’ll be fine. She’s been talking shit all day about how I bake cakes and make bouquets. She gets that shit from my pops.”
Savanhi rested her face on the palm of your hand. “Your dad sounds like he was giving people hell.”
“Left and right. I got into some trouble, gang shit, and I remember he took everything. Shoes, clothes, everything. Not only did I have to wear the same outfit all week, he made me practice baseball in the street barefoot. The lesson was he’d done all the CK shit, so I wouldn’t have to. He sacrificed for his family. He wore the same clothes for months, didn’t have shoes, and here my ass was wildin’ for some type of respect.”
“Did you keep doing it?”
“You know I’m hardheaded,” Noble smirked with charming smirk.
“I do know that. Your listening ears must be in the outfield somewhere.”
“Out the park,” he rumbled. “I did some shit here and there until I got a full ride to college. And then getting drafted. I paid my dues, but I haven’t had to activate that shit until my last day as a Majestic Maverick.”
“How bad did you hurt that man?” Savanhi posed.
“Not as bad as I wanted to. It was probably God sparing that man’s life. But what I did ain’t nothing compared to what his wife is doing to him,” Noble shrugged.
“You ever cheated?” Savanhi asked. “A girl needs to know.”
“Nah, that ain’t me. I’d end this before I hurt you like that. And I’m not coming up off of you, so there’s your answer. You?”
“Mm, no. I respect myself, and I wouldn’t put my life or anyone else’s life in that position. I seem to attract crazy,” Savanhi replied with a grin.
“Damn right. Out of my mind, and I hope you never have to see it.”
“Well, if we’re doing this, then I’ll see the ugly parts of you. And you’ll see the ugly parts of me. But that won’t change the way I feel about you. That won’t change how I view you. But know I can fight.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I heard it all. I’m from Huey,” Noble mocked.
“I am. I think that girl is still walking sideways, and her head is still turned around,” Savanhi gritted.
“With good reason,” Noble stated. “Let me ask you something, which hurt more? For me, it was my teammate. He helped me carry my father’s body out the church.”
“It was her. She’d been my only friend since I was in elementary school. That pierced my heart because she was there with me through damn near everything.”
Noble reached over, stealing a handful of Savanhi’s fries. “You know how I look at it now?”
“Tell me.”
