by J Peach
“Keep on, I’ma beat yo ass. Now get yo ass in the room,” he hollered with such bass.
I looked at him like he was crazy. “Last I checked this was my place. In fact, get yo ass out! Bye! I don’t know who the hell you talking to. Bye, Blaze,” I fussed as I shoved him.
That same hard look returned to his. “Get yo ass in the room before I knock you the fuck out.” I didn’t move, just crossed my arms over my chest. “Make me tell you again.” He suddenly looked ten times bigger while making that threat.
“Fuck you, I was going any damn way,” I snapped, going into my room and slamming the door.
“Don’t be slamming the damn door, black ass,” he yelled.
“Fuck you!” Stupid ass nigga! I thought as I pulled my hair into a high ponytail before I turned on the TV. I flicked the light off then climbed in my bed. Just as I got comfortable, my room door opened and I looked at Blaze as he slid his phone in his pocket.
“Yo ass calm now?” He asked and I looked away from him.
I wanted to slap the shit outda myself because my dumbass left out the damn living room then came and got my good dumb ass in the bed.
“Don’t talk to me,” I glanced his way for a second before looking back at the TV.
“Look, I gotda make a run. I’ll be back later.” Blaze saying that had me rising.
Chapter 19
Peaches
“Where you about to go?” I asked.
“I just told—”
“On a run is not answering my question, just stating the fact you tryna leave. So where are you about to go?” Regardless of what just happened, I didn’t want him to leave.
Blaze set his gun on the nightstand then sat on my bed. He kicked off his shoes then climbed over me.
“Blaze gon’ somewhere, I’m still mad.” My hands pushed at his chest to keep him at a distance. It didn’t work and I ended up leaning into the headboard, sliding down until I was flat on the bed.
“You want me to yoself, huh?” He hovered over me, his lips brushed against mine with every word.
“No, you can leave if you wanna,” I lied. I didn’t want him to, but I didn’t want to seem desperate for him to stay either.
Blaze laughed, “It ain’t no winning with you, is it?” He asked while pulling the covers back and getting under them.
“There is, you just have to make everything difficult,” I mumbled while sliding my hands under the back of his shirt then wrapping my legs around his waist.
“Me? Yo ass the one that flipped the fuck out,” Blaze’s words faded out.
Once I stretched my neck up and caught his bottom lip between my teeth, I sucked it into my mouth, then pulled on the top.
Blaze pushed more into me as he deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue in my mouth. My nails dug into his lower back, pulling him closer as I sucked on his tongue, making him groan before he started to kiss me harder. Our heads move from one side to the other as we sucked, pecked, and licked at each other’s top and bottom lips and tongues.
My hands pulled at the hem of his shirt. Breaking the kiss, I pulled it over his head and tossed it to the side. Blaze quickly followed suit, he threw my shirt to the floor and made quick work discarding my bra. I undid the button on his jeans and pulled down his zipper. My hands gripped his pants along with his boxers and pushed them down his hips as our lips hungrily moved together.
He soon broke the kiss and went to my shorts, snatching them off, leaving me bare underneath him. He spread my legs and moved down. His hands massaged the back of my thighs as he kissed, licked, and sucked at the skin on my right inner thigh before he kissed my pussy lips.
That action caused my muscles to clench and my hips to thrust up. Blaze moved from my sex to my left thigh kissing, sucking, licking, and biting at the skin.
“Blaze, mm…” My words turned into a moan as he returned to my throbbing sex.
The tip of his tongue ran from the bottom of my slit to the top, parting my lips. He kissed from one lip to the other. His slowness was killing me, I was two seconds away from yanking my own damn hair as my inner muscles continued to suck at air.
“Blaze, ahh…” My hips bucked as he pushed two fingers inside of me at the same time he started sucking on my swollen pearl.
My hand rubbed over his head before cuffing the back, holding him to me as my hips grinded against his face. I kept him in place as my hips became in sync with his mouth and his fingers.
His tongue flattened, he and licked from the bottom of my vulva to the top. The tip of his tongue flicked over my swollen nub before giving it one hard suck then another as his fingers moved faster, hitting my sweet spot with every pump.
“Ah, ah, ah, Blaze. Ooh, baby! Ooh, like that.” One of my hand’s fisted the sheets as I moaned loudly, not caring who heard. “Mmm, daddy, right there. Right there, baby.” Blaze’s mouth and fingers wreaked havoc on my body. The pleasurable building caused my muscles to tighten and my body to violently twitch. My back arched as my nails bit into the nap of his neck, holding him to me. ”Aahhh!” A loud, orgasmic scream left my mouth as I came hard. “Ah, mm, mm,” I rode out my orgasm against his mouth.
Blaze pulled back, groaning as my pussy continued to contract. “Damn, you sweet as fuck,” he mumbled before his mouth came to my sex once again, giving my clit a nip then a kiss before he made his way up my body, coming to my lips, kissing me.
That was only one orgasm and it still topped every other one I’d had. Blaze had a bitch sleepy as hell and we ain’t even fuck. I was still breathless even as I began kissing him back. God, I was tired like I actually did some fucking work and my pussy was still sucking air.
The vibration to the bed had Blaze lifting up and grabbing his phone. I didn’t complain. Hell, I was still trying to catch my damn breath.
Blaze looked at his phone before sitting it down then leaning back over me. “I got to go, but I’ll be back in two hours, no longer then three. I’ight?” Blaze said.
“Where you going?” Once again I asked, staring up at him.
He stood, fixed his clothes then stared at me. “Don’t worry about it, just know I’ll be back,” was his reply.
“Yo ass bet not be going to see that bitch—”
“Peaches, shut the fuck up. Boss, don’t start that stupid shit.” He snatched his shirt up off the floor, then pulled it on. Blaze sat back on the bed to pull on his gym shoes.
With an attitude, I leaned against the headboard, my arms crossed under my chest and I just stared at his back for the longest.
Feeling my stare, he glanced back at me. “Man, I ain’t going to see that damn girl, so fix yo fuckin’ face,” he said, making me roll my eyes.
“You bet not, I ain’t playing with you, Blaze. I don’t wanna have to fuck you and ol’ girl up, but I will,” I told him as he hopped up, coming to my side.
“You think that shit funny? You gon’ make me fuck yo ass up. You was wrong for doing that damn girl like that—let me finish,” he said as I attempted to interrupt him. “She deserved it, I ain’t gon’ lie, but if you would’ve shut the fuck up I would’ve took care of it,” he said, making me roll my eyes as I smacked my lips.
“Nigga, please. Yo ass wasn’t gon’ do shit, but you heard what I said. I’ll fuck both you up, I’m serious as hell,” I was being so serious.
“I’ll let you know when I’m worried, but I’m out. I’ll see you later.” He leaned in, but I moved back. “Fo’real?”
“I don’t see where you got to be at twelve that can’t wait until the morning.” I felt like a kid pouting, but I didn’t want him to go.
Blaze ignored my complaint, he simply took hold of my chin and tilted my head back. “Man, stop that shit. I’ll be back,” he said before kissing me.
Sighing, I kissed him back. I didn’t want him to go, I wanted to lay in bed watching some wack ass midnight show and spoon with him until I dosed off, which wasn’t going to happen.
“Go to sleep.” He pecked my lips once more, then st
raightened up grabbed his nine from the nightstand, tucked it in the back of his jeans and then walked out of my room.
It wasn’t long after I heard the front door close.
There was no denying it, I was officially in total like with Blaze. So much so, I didn’t even want him to leave. I wanted him to caress my breast and stomach until I fell asleep like he did once before.
There was no going back for me. Hell, even if it was, how would I begin to forget about him? Forget the strong like and the attraction I had. How did I rid myself of the giddy feeling that was bubbling inside me? How did I kill the fuckin’ butterfly that start going crazy whenever he was around?
Why couldn’t I like someone normal like a mailman or the UPS guy? Hell the cable man? At least I would have known what to expect a little. Why Blaze? Out of all people, why him?
Chapter 20
Blaze
I pulled in front of the green house after I backed into the drive way. I turned off the truck, then got out, pissed as I made my way to the door.
“Nigga, why the fuck you pounding on my door like you fuckin’ stupid?” Krystal yelled once she snatched open the door.
Grabbing her by the throat, I slammed her into the wall. “If yo ass ever come at her the way you did earlier, I’ll fuckin’ kill you. Why the fuck you go popping off at the mouth like you fuckin’ stupid? Bitch, yo ass knew what it was from jump, so why the fuck you gon’ pull some bullshit like that fah?” I snapped at Krystal.
Whether we fuck’d or not wasn’t nobody’s business but ours. For her to spit some shit like that to Peaches though. Especially after she done came to me on some shit I wanted only to have this stupid bitch go run off at the mouth.
“So yo ass can’t talk now? Huh? Yo fuckin’ mouth ain’t workin’?” Pulling her from the wall, I slammed her back into it harder than before.
Krystal’s eyes watered as she clawed at my hands.
My hand squeezed tighter before I let her go. Immediately she let out a loud gasp, filling her lungs with air before choking. Once her breathing returned to normal she looked at me, mugging hard as tears left her eyes.
“You told me you wasn’t fuckin’ with that bit—” she caught herself, “girl. Then you gon’ try to fuckin’ play me in front of her. You were smiling, hugging, and kissing her like y’all together when just a few days ago you were telling me you wasn’t fuckin’ with her like that. So what’s real, Blaze?” She yelled at me.
“When I told yo ass that, I wasn’t with her. But that ain’t mean go tell her we fuckin’ when we ain’t even fuck’d. I ain’t gotda lie about shit, baby girl, I told yo ass what was real. I ain’t fuckin’ with you either, though. G, we cool, that’s it. You ain’t my bitch so kill that jealousy bullshit yo ass got going on. What we do ain’t got shit to do with Peaches and vice versa. Bitch, that’s between us. If yo ass gon’ become loose lipped when you see me with her, then you ain’t rockin’ with me, period. Think on that shit, if yo ass can’t handle it then lose my fuckin’ number, yo. I’m out.” With that, I turned away from her, headed for the door.
“B, wait. We rockin’, but I don’t wanna have to share you.” Krystal, grabbed the back of my shirt then quickly walked in front of me, closing the door. “I don’t wanna have to do that nor do I want to become a side piece,” she stated.
Licking my lips, I started at her. What the fuck was she expecting me to say? Dropping Peaches wasn’t even an option, especially not when I just got her back.
“Good thing I ain’t yours then, huh? Krystal, I ain’t ‘bout to be on this dumb shit with you, man. Yo feelings don’t mean shit to me. You bring them mothafuckas in this, that’s yo fault. You ain’t my bitch, yo, and I ain’t tryna make you mine. We cool, that’s it.” Wasn’t no sugarcoating, I was gon’ be straight with her. “If you wanna fuck with me knowing this, then that’s what you wanna do. I ain’t forcing yo ass to do shit you don’t want to.”
“But you are, Blaze. If I don’t agree, then you don’t wanna fuck with me no more. How is that fair or right? You wasn’t even thinking about her a few days ago when you were here, though. Now it’s something different?”
“Why the fuck you still thinkin’ bout Peaches? This ain’t got shit to do with her and I plan on keeping it that way. Like I said, if you can’t handle that then ain’t no point of me even standing here talkin’ to yo ass, on some real shit,” I explained, not really giving a fuck which she choose to do. It wasn’t gon’ fuck me up either way. “Look, man, think on it then shoot me a text. I gotda go.” Krystal rolled her eyes, not moving from the door. “You gon’ just stand there or get the fuck out the way so I can go?”
“Where you ‘bout to go?” When I didn’t answer, she let out a sigh. “Well, am I gon see you later on then?” After the bullshit she just tried to pull with Peaches, I ain’t even think I wanted to fuck with her ass no mo.
“N’all, probably not. Serious shit though, I don’t even wanna fuck you man, you childish as fuck. That shit you pulled earlier, why the fuck you lying on yo pussy fah? I don’t fuck with liars, man.” I shook my head at her, laughing. I ain’t never had a bitch lie on my dick before, that shit was comical.
“It was stupid I know, but that shit hurt me seeing you hugged up on her. You ain’t even acknowledge the fact I was there, Blaze, so yeah I got pissed and lied. I’m sorry, okay?” Krystal let out a sigh as she walked up to me. “You was right, I shouldn’t have said nothing, I’m sorry. B, I’m rockin’ with you.” Her hands moved up my chest as she stood on her tip toes.
When I didn’t duck my head down for her, she grabbed the back of my neck, pulling my head down, pressing her lips to mine. “Stay with me for a few hours, then you can go or come back once you finish your business.” Krystal’s ass was clingy, I noticed that after a few days of us chillin’. I ain’t like that shit at all, but Krystal ass gave good head. That was probably the only reason I went against my better judgment to stop fuckin’ with her.
My hands went to her ass, getting a good grip, picking her up. Going to the living room, I sat on the couch. Krystal smiled and I shook my head, grabbing ahold of her face and moving it from one side to the other. She was a beautiful chick hands down, even with the busted lip.
Peaches fuck’d the side of her face.
“Damn, she worked yo ass good,” my eyes roamed over her face and a laugh left my mouth. Peaches ass played no games. The right side of her face was swollen and had turned a mixture of green, purple, and black. Krystal was a yellow bitch, it wasn’t no hiding that shit.
Peaches beat her ass.
“N’all, she really didn’t, this ain’t shit. If I hadn’t tripped and her girl ain’t jump in then…” She stopped talking, probably because the look I gave her.
My brows rose at what she was saying. “Then what? You would’ve whooped her ass? Man, get that bullshit outda here. Yo ass ain’t trip and her girl ain’t jump in until you pulled that razor out yo mouth. And even then, Peaches pushed her back. Baby girl, if you ain’t got hands you can’t go around popping slick at the mouth.” Letting out a few chuckles. “Real shit, though, yo ass ain’t have a chance with Peaches. But you pull another razor on her, I’ma beat yo ass, I promise you. If you see her, don’t say shit. This shit that happened today can’t happen again. If it do it’s a wrap. Get up,” I tapped her leg then pulled out my phone, shooting a quick message to Dre, one of house packers, letting him know I was gon’ be about an hour or two late.
“Come on, let’s go in the room.” She pulled at my hand, but I jerked her down. “Blaze stop,” Krystal laughed, straddling my hips. Pushing her hair over her shoulder, she leaned down, bringing her lips to mine again. My tongue slid into her mouth as my hands held her grinding hips, my dick twitched at her movement.
Moving her panties to the side, my fingers ran through her slit before going to her clit, pinching the little nub, making her jerk slightly. My two fingers thrust into her pussy at the same time she pressed her hips down to get more pressure on her clit,
not realizing I had already moved my fingers. That was until she screamed into my mouth then jumped up holding her pussy, with wide eyes.
“Oh, my God!” Looking at her confused, tryna figure out what the fuck was wrong with her, I followed her eyes to my fingers.
“Ah fuck!” I cussed before getting up and going to the bathroom to wash my hands. “Why the fuck yo dumb ass move?” I snapped at her.
“How the fuck was I supposed to know you were about to stick yo long, thick ass finger into my pussy. Don’t get no fuckin’ attitude with me, you think I wanted that shit to happen?” Krystal yelled, coming into the bathroom and sitting on the towel. “Fuck! That shit hurt. I’m still bleeding.”
Hell n’all, I wasn’t even about to deal with that shit. “Aye, I’m out, I’ll get with you later.” Krystal looked at me, shocked. “What? Why the fuck you looking at me like that fah?”
“You really gon’ leave after doing this?” Her expression was serious.
My hand ran over my head and I shrugged. “I told you I had shit to do.”
“Blaze, yo fingers just popped my cherry and you seriously gon’ leave me? You wasn’t just thinking about having shit to do,” she fussed.
Shrugging again, I walked out the bathroom. Shid, what the fuck was I supposed to do, stay there and hold her hand? Fuck n’all.
“Blaze,” Krystal screamed out to me.
I heard the shakiness in her voice followed by the toilet flushing and my ass hurried to the door, not thinking about closing it behind me. I already knew if I was still in that house when she got out the bathroom her ass was gon’ try to convince me to stay and I wasn’t for that crying shit when I told her ass no.
Once inside the truck, I started it, throwing it into gear. I was about to pull off just as Krystal yanked opened my back door.
“Blaze, you a dirty ass nigga for that shit! Yo ass was really about to leave? You wasn’t gon make sure I was okay or nothing?” Krystal whined as she got in the back then climbed into the front seat.