by J Peach
“I was starting to think you were avoiding me.” Her lips poked out as she pouted.
“N’all, baby girl, you know it ain’t nothing like that. I had other shit to take care of before I came through. I know you had this locked down so I wasn’t rushin’.” I acknowledged, knowing she was on her shit.
Tameka flipped her bright red hair over her shoulder, smiling. “You know I holds it down, but everything’s been good. Business been blooming as usual, so much so I’m waiting on a raise. And yo little friend stopped by, B, he is too young to be working up here,” she hinted with a pointed look before walking toward the back, switching harder than need be.
Even so, my eyes went to her ass, watching it sway.
“Did I ask you how old he was? Just get his ass in here, that’s all you gotda do.”
Tameka stopped at my office door, turning to face me.
“B, don’t start with me, okay. You not even in the door good and you talkin’ shit.”
“What you tell little dude about the job?” I stared down at her and she rolled her eyes while folding her arms. A laugh slipped through my lips as I walked her against the door. “When I’m not talkin’ shit, huh? That’s me, baby, so kill that. You coming in?” Moving around her, I went into my office.
“I don’t know…” Tameka trailed off.
Her doing so irritated me. I needed to get this nut off before I went to see Peaches ass. For a virgin, she was a fuckin’ tease and I couldn’t be around her ass stiff.
“Man, get yo ass in here and shut the damn door.”
She laughed, then jerked away from me. “Don’t be snatching on me, Blaze.” Tameka closed and locked the door then walked over to the chair I sat in. Then she climbed into my lap. “I missed yo mean ass being around here. Sam and King always came up here to make sure everything was right while you were gone.” She informed me of what I already knew. “So, did you miss me?” Her arms wrapped around my neck, bringing her head closer to mine.
“If you kiss me, I’m gon’ beat the fuck outda you,” I warned, which made her smack her lips and roll her eyes. “Sit up,” once she did, I retrieved the condom from my pocket. “Turn around and pull yo skirt up.” Again she did as asked with no questions or argument. Bitch was too easy, I didn’t like hoes like her. Even so, they ass came in handy when I needed to bust a quick one.
Sliding on the condom, I pushed Tameka’s head down. I hiked her leg on the desk, brought my dick to her opening, then thrust deep inside her.
“Fuck!” I couldn’t help my groan. It had been two years since I’d been deep inside a pussy.
“Ah, you missed this pussy didn’t you, baby?” Bitch ain’t know she was only a convenient fuck. “Ooh, fuck, Blaze! Harder baby!” She moaned, grabbing my right hip. Thrusting into her harder, caused the desk to move and Tameka to claw into my hip as she moaned louder. “Oh, my God Blaze! Mmm.” Her pussy muscles started to tighten around my dick.
“Damn,” I grunted out as Tameka started throwing her ass back while continuing to tighten her inner walls on me.
Shit, it had been two years and that had my manz ready to bust. Pulling out, I turned her around, pushed her down to her knees while pulling the condom off. She didn’t hesitate to take me in her mouth. “Fuck, girl, damn!” My hands tightened in her hair as she took me down her throat then released me with a pop. I damn near blew my load.
Taking my balls in her mouth, she started sucking and moaning as her hands stroked my dick faster. My nut grew closer, I brought her mouth back to my dick and started fuckin’ her throat while she played with my sack.
My muscles tightened, as did my grip in her bright red hair. “Oh fuck!” I busted down her throat hard. “Shit!” I breathed out as I fell back in my chair.
“Sweet and salty, just like I remember,” Tameka moaned, coming between my legs and taking my semi hard dick in her hands, licking the tip. It jumped and she smiled, licking along the rim before taking me in her mouth sucking.
“Ah, fuck!”
“And you gon’ tell me you didn’t miss me,” she moaned on me and my man instantly stood. Tameka peeked up at me through her lashes.
The look was the sexiest thing at that moment. I took another condom from my pocket, tore it open with my teeth, then quickly slipped it on.
“You gon’ ride?” I asked her. Again, with a wide smile on her face, she got up and climbed into my lap, handled my soldier and guided it to her contracting sex.
Tameka’s head went to my shoulder as she began to slide down.
“Ooh, God, mmm.” She mumbled slowly, going down my full length.
My hips bucked as did her head, mouth wide as I thrust up, filling her completely. I slid my forearm under her thighs and started pumping, deep and fast inside her. A nigga was in heaven at that moment, bitch ain’t know I was about to slit her ass open.
“Ah, shit, baby! Oh, God! Oh, oh ooh...” Her moans filled the room as she gripped my shoulders, bouncing, meeting my thrust.
“This how you doing it now?” Baby girl was riding the shit out my dick and working her pussy muscles. Slapping Tameka’s ass only made her moan louder and bounce faster, bringing my next nut closer. “Oh shit!” Getting out the chair, I laid her on the desk. My hips slammed into her, stroking her long and deep.
“Ooh, baby, like that,” she moaned, locking her legs around my waist.
Tameka’s nails bit into my sides as she pulled me deeper inside her wet box. The squishy, slapping of our body’s sounded loud in the office as our pants mingled together.
“Baby, I’m cumin’! Harder. Ooh, ooh fuck! Ah shit, baby, I’m cumin!”
Bitch pussy tightened as her body went stiff to the point she started to shake with a loud moan. My thrusts became faster as my sack tightened and I quickly pulled out, slapping my dick on her pelvis as I busted in the condom.
“Damn!” A heavy breath left my mouth as I shook the last of my nut into the condom.
Tameka’s laugh had me looking up at her smiling face. “Twice? Baby, you wanna see if we can make it a third? I know I can go another round or two.”
The idea of it had my sensitive man twitching. Damn. Baby girl sat up, then wrapped her arms around my waist as she kissed my neck.
Shit was tempting as fuck, but I had to go get Peaches’ mean ass.
“N’all, we good. I got shit to do.” I removed her arms off of me, then reached in my pocket. Pulling off a few bills, I tossed it on the desk next to her then went in the bathroom. Once inside, I took off the condom, wrapped it in some tissue, then flushed it down the toilet. I grabbed some towel paper, got it soapy and wet, then washed my dick off just as the door came open.
“What the fuck is this? You gon’ fuckin’ pay me fo’real Blaze?” Tameka snapped and pushed me back before throwing the four hundred dollars I gave her back at me.
“Bitch, you push me again I’ma choke the fuck outda you. Why the fuck you mad though?” After I dried my dick off, I fixed my jeans then walked past her, back into the office. “Tameka, where them books at?” I asked, looking in the desk for the record books.
She pushed my hands away from the top drawer, opened the last one, then pulled out the thick black record book. She dropped it hard in front of me and I looked at her. “Tameka, don’t make me beat yo ass.”
“Fuck you, Blaze, you dirty as hell. I ain’t no fuckin’ hoe, so don’t treat me like I am. I don’t know why I even try with yo ass, fo’real.” Baby girl was pissed, but I simply ignored her.
I grabbed the book, then got up to leave. Tameka was a good worker that was one thing I could say about her. She took her job seriously no matter the bullshit we went through. That was the only reason I kept her ass around, she could separate business from personal.
“Aye, call John and let ’em know he starts tomorrow after school.” I instructed her.
She pushed past me and started down the hall, her hips rocking hard. “I already told him that. Am I going to see you tonight?” She asked, stopping in front
of me with her hands on her hips.
“Probably not, but I’ll get up with you, I got yo number.”
“Blaze, why you always do me like this, huh? Why you won’t give me a chance?” My eyes dropped to her flat chest, then to her face. She was a pretty, bright skinned chick.
“Tameka, you don’t want me as a nigga. Baby girl, you can do better than me.” True, she had a fuck’d up life coming up, and I wasn’t that nigga to make her feel good about herself. She was lookin’ for that shit in the wrong place. “I’m out,” touchin her chin I walked past her and then out of the door to my truck. Once inside, I looked at the time to see it was twelve twenty-five.
Putting a cigarette to my lips, I lit it as I pulled off, headed straight to the crib to shower and change.
Chapter 9
Blaze
I pulled up at the center, parking next to Peaches’ car and waited for her to come out. It didn’t take her long. Once I turned off the truck, she was coming out with Dane, laughing. I wasn’t too fuck’d up about her hanging with him, shid, the nigga was happily married last I heard from him. So I knew he wouldn’t try shit with her.
“Peaches!” I called out to her as I got out the truck. With my arms folded I leaned against it.
She looked over her shoulder, glanced at me, then rolled her eyes before turning back around and started talking again.
Laughing, I took off my black and blue, Orlando Magic snapback, and ran my hand over my head.
Man, this chick. She gon make me choke the fuck outda her.
“What got you looking so funky, smell something?” Peaches asked as she walked up to me.
“Just thinking about some shit, can I take you to lunch?” My lips stretched into a smile with the question.
Peaches looked me up, rolled her eyes, then folded her arms over her chest. She popped her hip to the side, staring at me hard.
“Yo ass ain’t even got to do all that shit, it’s a simple yes or no.”
“No, now bye.” With that, she turned toward her car.
What the hell?
“N’all, hold the fuck up. Peaches, what the fuck I do to you?” Grabbing her arm, I turned her so she was facing me.
Just then, she jerked away and her face twisted into a mug, looking like a mean ass kitten. Shit was too cute. Damn she got a nigga feelings shot. She ain’t say nothing.
“Peaches, fo’real, man, what I do?” Her little ass was fucking me up. I ain’t want her mad at me, shid. And if she was, then she could at least tell a nigga what he did. Stubborn ass trick.
“Okay, fo’real, no bullshit. Where were you last night?” She shot out saying.
I was confused as fuck at the question, but answered it anyways.
“At Jesse’s, my spot, why?” If I was confused at first, I was fuck’d up what she got an attitude.
“Who the fuck is Jesse?”
“My spot, man. I’m confused as hell why you mad?” My brows furrowed as I licked my lips. I didn’t give a fuck what nobody said, women were confusing as hell, that’s exactly why I didn’t deal with they emotional asses.
“Well, at least you’re honest. But let’s get one thing straight, Blaze,” she said my name kinda hard, but sexy as she walked me against my truck. Her little bitty ass had me walking backwards as her finger poked in the middle of my chest. “We friends that will occasionally hook up. You can do as you please, I don’t have a problem with that, not at all. But what I won’t have, is you fucking these dirty ass hoes then come crawling yo nasty, triflin’ ass into my bed. That’s where our problem will come in.
I don’t mind you doing you because we ain’t together and we ain’t fuckin’. You a man with needs, I get and respect that. But don’t ever fuck a bitch then come to me. The next day, fine, cool whatever. That shit you did last night was foul, you should’ve took yo ass home and showered or showered at mines before crawling yo ass in my bed. This is the first time, so I’ma let it slid. But there won’t be a second or I’ma put my hands on you. Got me?” The fuck is she talking about. Oh... “Yeah,” she said taking in my facial expression. She thought I was fucking a bitch?
After that little speech, I ain’t even have the heart to tell her smart-dumbass Jesse was a house and not a person.
“Sorry, won’t happen again, promise. Now, can I take you to lunch?” I asked, placing my hands on her hips, pulling her closer to me. She looked away while biting into her lip. Why she do that? “Man, you ain’t even mad no more, so kill that.”
“Boy, whatever. Let me go, I don’t know what hoes you been with today,” she dissed while giving me a shove back.
Laughing, I picked her short ass up, turning us around, pressing her into the truck then buried my face in the side of her neck.
“Blaze, stop!” She whined out a cute little sound, making my mans jump. “Blaze, fo’real, gone. People are watching us, stop.” Peaches whispered as she grasped the nape of my neck.
Ignoring what she said, my hands squeezed her ass as I sucked the skin in my mouth before I made my way to her mouth, only stopping when I got to the corner of her lips, feeling them tug before she jerk her head away.
Peaches moved her head back, smacking it into the window. “Ouch, that’s not funny.”
“That’s what yo mean ass get,” I told her before I covered her mouth with mine. That’s what fuck’d me up, bitch from last night was rubbing all on a niggas dick and not once did my shit twitch. One kiss with Peaches ass and my nigga standing, ready for war. What type of shit is that? My dick done got hard in a matter of seconds. It would probably kill any bitch willing. Putting Peaches down, I moved back. “Get yo ass in the truck so we can go eat.”
“Who are you talking to? I didn’t say yes,” she countered her arms once again, going over her chest.
Stubborn ass wench.
“You ain’t have to, now get in.” Opening the driver door, I tried to push her in, but she just stood there with her back toward me and her arms cross. “Come on, man, damn.”
“No,” she said simply. I pressed against her back and my hand slip into her pants. “Fine. Damn, you play too much. Yo black ass buying too, fucka,” Peaches snapped as she started to get in.
I laughed as I slapped her on the ass. Once she got in, she turned around and slapped the shit outda me. I almost forgot who the fuck she was.
“Bitch, what the fuck wrong with you?” I snapped at her.
“I told you that shit hurts. With this thong on, these thin ass pants, and yo heavy handed ass, that shit stings something nasty, so stop. Now, what we eating?” She finished saying with a smile.
Man, I’ma choke the shit out of her one day. Probably when her ass sleep and can’t fight back, though.
“So, how was your day?” I glanced at her only to find her brow raised, before a smile came to her lips and then quickly disappeared. “What’s that about?”
“It would’ve been better if Teyo ass hadn’t taken over for Sly. He’s a fuckin’ dick,” she snapped off before chewing on her bottom lip.
Peaches ass is just mean and didn’t like nobody.
“I want some chicken, what about you?” I asked as I pulled out the parking lot.
“It don’t matter, I’ll get whatever you get?” She pulled down the mirror, fixed her hair, then put on some lip gloss.
“Why the hell you got to do all that fah?” The fuck she tryna get cute for? Wasn’t nobody gon’ be looking at her ass.
Glancing at me, Peaches rolled her eyes. “Make me slap you.”
“Make me beat yo ass.” Coming to a stop light, I reached over and muffed her, then messed up her hair. “Stop, damn!”
“Who you tryna look cute fah?”
Looking down at herself, she laughed. “In my Snoopy scrubs, I don’t know. You need to stop, jealousy is not a good look on you.” Peaches looked back at me with a smile.
Same shit I’m saying, but I can’t help it.
“I’m not jealous, I was just fuckin’ with you. What time you got to be bac
k at work?”
“At two, why?” Peaches fixed her hair as she answered.
Looking at the clock, it was already one twenty-five.
“I was gon’ stop by my place after we ate, but we ain’t gon’ have time, so I’ll do it after I drop you off.” I shrugged as I pulled up at BBQ’s.
“We don’t have to seat, we can just order then go back to yours,” Peaches said, pulling out her phone.
“N’all, it’s cool. By time the food gets ready, it’ll be time for you to get back,” I told her as I opened my door. Reaching under my seat, I grabbed my 9mm, making sure the safety was off, then tucked it in the back of my jeans.
“Do you really need that? Blaze, who gon start some shit in here?” She questioned me.
“You never know what might happen, now come on. Why you still sitting there? Get out.”
Peaches smacked her lips as she leaned back further in her seat.
“Nigga, come open my door. It’s called being a gentleman.” She gave me a duh look, then glance at her door and back to me.
Is she serious?
“Man, you better get yo ass out the truck or sit yo ass in here.” Chick crazy, fuck she mean open her damn door? She done lost her fuckin’ mind.
Peaches once again looked from me to the door, her facial expression serious. I closed mine, then walked away from the truck. Just as I made it to the middle of parking lot, I heard the door slam and looked back to see a pissed off Peaches.
“Don’t be slamming my damn door.”
“Fuck you and that raggedy piece of shit, black ass.” She snapped bumping past me.
Damn, she was mad fo’real. “You pissed because I ain’t open your fuckin’ door? Seriously Peaches?” Man, I swear, I couldn’t win with that girl. “Peaches, get in the truck so I can open yo door.” She turned around so fast I couldn’t help but laugh at the crazy look she gave me. “Man, gone,” I said, moving away from her as she tried to hit me. “Get yo ol’ violent ass outda here, man, damn. You gon’ make me slap the fuck out you. Always tryna swing those little T-rex size arms.” I laughed, still moving away from her.