Page 32 of Juke
The tenderness was long gone, and he flipped the switch. He grabbed my ankle and pushed my knee back to my chest, pinning my body between his and the bed. He drove deeper, harder, making the headboard create its own rhythm against the wall.
“I’on hear you, mama,” he taunted. “Let me know wassup.”
“Rashad—” I cried out as I squirted all over the both of us.
“Gah damn.” He frowned as he looked between us at the mess I made before pulling out of me and cleaning me up with his tongue before he roughly grabbed my leg and tossed me on my stomach.
“Arch ya back.” His hand pressed low on my back as he slid back into me deeply. “Look at you taking all this dick like you know it’s yours.”
I was done for. Hearing him say that he was just for me caused the floodgates to burst wide the fuck open. I melted into themattress as he pummeled me into a dimension I never wanted to leave.
“Fuck.” He gripped my hips, pulled me back onto him. “You feel me, baby?”
“Yes,” I choked.
“Where.”
“I feel you everywhere.”
“That’s my girl.” His palm landed on my ass—one sharp smack that stung but felt like heaven all at the same time. “Don’t you fuckin’ move.” He set a brutal rhythm that was long with heavy strokes that bottomed out and dragged me to infinity and beyond. His hand slid up and wrapped gently around my throat, not squeezing, just owning it while he bent over my back and talked me through it.
“Breathe, mama. I feel it. All you gotta do is let that shit go for daddy. Don’t hold it. Let it go, baby, so I can cum with you.” His thumb dipped between my thighs, circling my clit in quick circles that had me unraveling. “Mhm…it’s right there. Give me that shit, mama.”
“Rashad,” I whimpered as I gave him everything like he asked. My orgasm ripped through me, vicious and sweet, while my legs shook so bad the mattress squealed. His strokes deepened, sending me over the edge.
“Fuck, Lovie. You gone make me nut,” he groaned, pace breaking. “You ready for me to cum, baby?”
“Yes… please.” I begged.
He pulled me upright, my back to his chest, holding onto my breasts, while the other hand was still loose at my throat. He fucked me from underneath, deeper, making my toes curl off the sheets. “You feel that? That’s me making sure you’on let another nigga get close to you again.”
He kept talking, knowing damn well I couldn’t form a complete sentence right now, even if my life depended on it. Hegrunted before kissing my jaw, then pressed me back down and started hammering into me wild and rough, letting me know he was on the verge of his own orgasm.
“Give me one more, baby,” he demanded.
“Rashad…” My body listened before my mouth did, and I shattered again, as tears slid down my face. I clenched around him so hard he cursed before I felt him jerk inside of me.
“Mmm… fuck,” he moaned as he let his orgasm finally take over. Once he got his breathing under control, he eased out of me slowly before getting up and going inside the bathroom. I heard water running and shortly after, he returned with a washcloth and gently wiped me clean. He kissed the small of my back, then my shoulder before his lips ended up on my mine again.
“You good with me, Lovie.” He stated.
“I’m good,” I whispered back.
“I wasn’t asking.”
He pulled me onto his chest and pulled the covers around us. His heartbeat was steady, and all the fear I’d been bottling cracked and spilled out with the tumultuous orgasms he snatched from me like it was nothing. Call me crazy, but I believed everything he said. Every rough, filthy, tender word. Call me crazy, but that belief settled me.
8
Juke
sometime later…
Mornings with her felt like something I wasn’t used to but didn’t want to lose. Sophi moved around my condo like she belonged there. She was just comfortable in a way that crept under your skin. She was at the stove, cooking something in a skillet, the smell already filling the space. Her hair was up in a loose knot, a few strands falling near her pretty face. She looked over her shoulder and smiled when she caught me watching.
“I didn’t know you were up,” she uttered.
“I’ve been up for a minute,” I murmured, walking toward her. “I didn’t wanna interrupt you.”
