by J Peach
“Get the fuck off me,” Blaze laughed, rolling us over. “Yo ass gon’ quit fuckin’ with me. Never sucked a dick or not, yo ass better go get a cucumber and start to practicing. Baby, this a two way street, a nigga on strike, boss,” he clarified and my mouth popped opened. “Open a little wider,” he insisted, with two of his fingers in front of my parted lips.
Laughing, I hit him on his chest. “You a bitch, get off me. Take yo ass on strike all you want. I’m sure I can find a willing occupant.” My smile grew wider from his hard stare.
“Get fuck’d up. On everything, you gon’ make me strangle yo ass, man.” Blaze’s hand went to my neck to emphasize his threat.
I rolled my eyes as I wrapped my arms around his neck. “You’re cute when you get all jealous.” I bit at his bottom lip then licked the top.
“Don’t ever call me cute again. Now get yo funky ass up and go make breakfast,” Blaze said, making me laugh.
“I don’t want to. Why can’t we just go out for breakfast. Blaze, seriously?” A little whine slipped through my lips as he bit my nipple then pulled it into his mouth.
All too soon he was pulled away by the vibration of his phone. With a groan, Blaze scooted to his side of the bed to grab his phone.
“Yo?” He answered.
I rolled my eyes, he could’ve ignored that call.
“Yeah…” I sat up, pulling the covers over my bare chest as Blaze suddenly hopped out of bed. “Nah, I packed Anastasia’s shit up this morning and took her ass to the spot.”
My brows furrowed as I listened to him, so he was with a bitch last night and he had the nerve to talk about the bitch in front of me? Fo’real?
“Shid, I’m about to go pick Jesse’s ass up now and take her to the lot, bitch car should be fixed…” He continued his conversation as if I wasn’t even right here.
Who the fuck Jesse? This mothafucka was so disrespectful.
“The fuck wrong with you hitting me like yo ass stupid?” Blaze snapped at me as I slapped the fuck outda him in the back of his head.
“Yo ass seriously gon’ talk about a bitch while I’m sitting here?”
Blaze looked at me like I was crazy, before pushing me back.
“Man, shut the fuck up. I’m the phone.” Blaze turned away, dismissing me.
This dude done lost his mind! “I don’t care about you being on the damn phone! Who the fuck is Anastasia? She the reason yo ass ain’t answer when I called, huh?” I asked, muffing his ass.
“Keep yo fuckin’ hands off me, Peaches, before I slap the shit out you!” He pushed me back and stood up, looking pissed.
“Fuck yo black ass!” Throwing the pillow at him, I got out the bed, going to the bathroom. The door slammed hard behind me. I hoped his ass didn’t think it was over, if I didn’t have to use the bathroom I’d would’ve been beating his ass.
After I finished taking care of my business, I washed my hands then brushed my teeth. Once done, I slipped off my shorts, deciding to just hop in the shower.
***
I was in the middle of washing my body for the second time when the shower door came sliding open. Glancing at Blaze, I rolled my eyes at him. I turned my back on him and rinsed off.
“Where you going?” He turned me to face him. Blaze brought our body close.
“Gon’, like for real, I wanna slap the shit out yo ass right now. Blaze, let me go.” I tried to push him away but he wouldn’t let me go, he simply walked me back until I was under the shower head. “Blaze—”
“N’all, lose that fuck ass attitude you got and talk to me. Ask what you wanna know,” he licked his lips as he stared down at me.
Smacking my lips, I looked away from Blaze only to have him grab my chin and turn my head back so I was facing him once again.
“I don’t wanna know anything. Can you let me go now?” My eyes averted from his as I bit the inside of my bottom lip, trying my hardest not to let this stupid ass smile come to my lips.
“Shid, could’ve fool me with how hard yo ass hit a nigga. Now ask what you wanna know,” Blaze talked while gripping the back of my right thigh. He pulled it to his waist as his hardening dick pushed between my legs. My eyes quickly snapped up, locking with his. “So now that I’m off the phone you ain’t got shit to say?” He asked as his head dropped down.
How the hell was I suppose too focus on shit he was saying when his ass got this whole sexy thing going on? Damn, I was weak.
Even knowing I was being stupid, I couldn’t help it.
My tongue swiped over my lips as I leaned more into the wall, which caused the handle to dig into the middle of my back. Ignoring the slight pain, I wrapped my right arm around his neck. My hand went to the back of his head and I met him the rest of the way, bringing our lips together.
My left hand found its way to his lower back, pulling him closer to me. Blaze suddenly picked me up before he pulled and turned the knob to cut the water back on. A surprised squeak escaped my mouth, making him laugh.
“I don’t like you,” I mumbled against his lips, but a gasp soon followed after as his hand ran through my slit. His fingers flicked over my clit before he pushed one finger inside me, then another. My head fell back against the wall, my lips parted as I moaned in the back of my throat.
Blaze sucked and kissed his way down my neck to my breast. His tongue lapped over my right nipple, then my left before pulling the little nub into his mouth.
I felt Blaze’s fingers widen inside of me before he pushed in a third, moving faster. His fingers were wide and thick, causing discomfort as well as pain to my sex.
“Ah, wait, wait, wait.” Quickly, I grabbed Blaze’s wrist as his fingers began to move faster, deeper, pushing against my hymen. One, maybe even two fingers I could take, but three I couldn’t. That shit was hurting too badly. My grip on his wrist tightened as I panted, trying to get myself under control before I made that decision.
“You wanna stop?”
He tilted my head down toward his so he could peck my lips. He moved back and licked his lips. My eyes followed the slither of his tongue before they locked with his. I searched his pretty, light brown orbs. I didn’t want to stop, but I didn’t want to be stupid either.
“Who’s Anastasia and Jesse? If you’re fuckin’ them be honest.” Straight to the point I asked the questions that nagged my mind.
Blaze let out a chuckle as he shook his head. “They’re houses, my spots on the West and East Side. Peaches, I ain’t fuckin’ nobody man, boss I ain’t…” He trailed off as he started moving his fingers again.
If possible, my hand tightened even more as he began to rub my sweet spot, causing my breathing to pick up once more.
Maybe it was due to the lust induced state my body was in, I don’t know, but I believed him. And as bad as I wanted to think it was wrong, it felt so right.
“Don’t hurt me,” I hated that it came out sounding desperate, but in the end no girl wanted to get hurt. And I was taking a huge chance with him.
Blaze didn’t say anything as he pulled his fingers out then ran his tip through my fold before going to my opening. His mouth soon covered mine as he pushed inside of me. He pushed against my hymen, then pulled out again. He did that a few times, stretching me. His hands tightened on my hips and he pulled out before entering me fully.
A scream left my mouth as my nails bit into his shoulder blades. “Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!” It seemed like he grew within the time he was stretching me until he entered me fully. Hell I felt like I was being split into two.
“You straight?” He asked that dumb ass question and I hit him.
“No, you dumbass. My pussy feel like it’s being split in half.” He laughed, like actually chuckled. “Wait, don’t move.” He wasn’t even moving.
Taking a deep breath, I relaxed my body so I could get used to his monstrous invasion. After a few minutes the pain eased a bit, gripping his shoulders harder I began to move up and down slowly. Even doing so, it still felt like I was being stretched
.
“Fuck!” Blaze groaned out as he began to move with me. Pulling out, he thrust back in fast, hard, making me cry out. “Shit!” Again, he groaned as he thrust deep inside of me. His mouth went to my neck and he bit into the skin as his hips thrust upward.
“Ooh, ooh,” my nails bit into the back of his neck as I held onto him tightly. The mixture of both pleasure and pain made my body jittery as my inner sex muscles sucked on him rapidly.
Blaze’s hold on my hips like a vice grip as his pelvis smacked hard against mine. Without detaching our bodies, Blaze turned off the water, got out the shower and went straight to the counter. He placed me on top then pushed me back.
Pulling out, he slowly slid back in until our pelvis touched and his balls pushed against my ass. He repeated the action a second time before he started up again. Blaze was relentless as he began to pound into my body roughly. The sound of our skin coming together echoed throughout the bathroom.
He did not know the meaning of gentle, my pussy was sore from him taking my virginity, but I was enjoying every moment of the pleasurable pain.
“Ah, ah, ah, ooh, ooh! Mmm fuck!” I moaned loudly before biting into my lip to silent the loud embarrassing sound. Doing so didn’t last long as he hit my sweet spot repeatedly. “Sss, ooh, ooh.” My hand went to his pelvis trying to push him back as I damn near lost my mind.
God I was loving the pleasurable sensation of his roughness.
Grabbing my right leg, he put it on his shoulder, his hips rolled before he started a deep stroke. Sitting up, I put my hands behind me on the counter and began moving with him. My head fell back as Blaze’s fingers went to my clit.
”Oh, God! Ooh, no, no, no, no, no.” All I could do was moan and cry out in pleasure as he pinched, rubbed and spanked my clit, causing my pussy muscles to milk faster around him.
My muscles soon tightened, thighs became stiff, and my body shook I was at the edge of my peak.
“Ah, fuck!” Blaze breathed out as his movements became frantic.
With three more deep strokes I was cumming all over his dick while screaming like a fucking banshee.
Blaze quickly pulled out, his hand jerked his dick fast before he began slapping it against my pelvis. “Mm, shit,” he cussed as his cream shot onto my mound. “Mm, fuck,” he squeezed his tip, then pushed back inside of me.
My mouth parted, hips raised and loud gasps slipped from my throat.
Ebony’s cat like cries and banshee screams were now understandable.
“Oh, my God,” breathless, I panted. My eyes fell closed for a few seconds before they opened and stared straight at Blaze.
My face went hot as Blaze leaned into me, kissing up my shoulder to my neck before his face just lay against mine. We stayed like that for a minute until our pants slowed and our breathing returned to normal.
Once they did, Blaze sat up, looked down at me, and I suddenly felt embarrassed as he walked away to turn on the shower.
When he returned I looked away from him. Grabbing me by the waist, he pulled me to him.
“You straight?” He gripped my chin then turned my face so I was looking at him.
If having sex was like this with him all the time, a bitch would quickly become addicted.
“Yeah,” I trailed off. Then looking at Blaze, I just started laughing. “Oh, my God!” I was so embarrassed. Not only was my moaning on replay in my head, but… Blaze went to pick me up, but I stopped him. “No, wait.”
“What’s wrong with you?” Blaze asked, looking amused as I shook my head.
“Nothing, I just want to stay here for an hour,” I confessed truthfully. I glanced down at myself. I went to move my legs.
“Come on. The fuck you doing?” He caught me.
I wanted to cry, it was beyond embarrassing. “Promise you won’t laugh?”
“Man, I ain’t gon laugh if you hurt? Are you?” He checked with a look of concern.
I bit into my bottom lip. “No, but… my legs are numb…” I mumbled low, but loud enough so he could hear me.
“What?” If amusement wasn’t noticeable before in those light brown eyes of his, it clearly was now.
“Blaze, stop. Don’t laugh, I’m serious.” Covering my face, I laughed.
“Man, stop it. Ain’t nothing to be embarrassed about. Come on.” He laughed as he picked me up, carrying me to the shower. “Fuck yo ass was screaming no fah? Shid, had me watching the damn door waiting on it to be kicked in,” Blaze joked.
I burst out laughing, hitting him. “That’s not funny, yo ass stupid. Ugh, why would you say that?” I whined out.
“Shid, I was good.”
“You were okay,” I said, and Blaze stopped washing me up. He glance down at me and within a second he had me pinned to the shower wall, with my leg hooked at his waist. “Blaze, no.”
“Nah, fuck that. I was okay? I’m always better the second time.” He start saying as he wrapped my leg around his waist.
“I was playing and if I wasn’t sore I wouldn’t mind doing this again and again and some more then some more after that…” I trailed off, licking his lips as my hands found their way down to his ass, pulling him more into me.
“If you sore you better stop now,” the warning was very clear. “Get yo hand off my ass.”
My hand move to his lower back. I bit into his bottom lip, my nails dug into his back as my other hand came between our bodies, taking ahold of his erection.
“You mean my ass.” I bit the side of his mouth.
“Get that shit outda here, this me, baby. But, shid, I’d play along if it ends with me getting some. Just keep yo hands off my ass,” he bargained.
Laughing, I pushed him away. “No, you not getting anything. You can’t even make me breakfast, but you wanna get in.”
“Yo ass knew you weren’t getting breakfast outda me before we fuck’d. The fuck you mean?” Blaze argued with a nonchalant shrug.
Ignoring him, I raised off before getting out the shower. My damn legs ached and my coochie was sore.
Chapter 23
Peaches
Once I got in my room, I didn’t even bother to put on clothes. I took my black ass straight to my bed crawling in and getting under the covers. My body suddenly felt so tired, I honesty just wanted to go to sleep.
“Peaches, what you doing? I thought yo ass wanted something to eat?” Blaze asked, entering the room.
With a groan, I pulled the covers over my head. That did nothing as Blaze came and pulled them back.
“You mad? I was only playing, damn.”
“I’m not mad, just a little tired. Here,” I scooted over, patting the spot next to me.
Blaze looked from the spot then to me, confused.
“Dude, get yo ass in this bed before I slap you.” Laughing, Blaze slid in next to me and I laid on his chest closing my eyes.
“I done worked yo ass, huh?” His arm went to my side, pulling me closer to him.
“You’re not funny.” To make what he said worse, a yawn slipped through my lips, making him laugh. “It’s not funny.”
“I’m not tryna be, shid, I’m only being honest. Check this though, I’m hungry. Yo ass can go make us something to eat or get yo lazy ass up, put on some clothes, and come take this ride with me. I got some running I need to do,” he said, making me roll my eyes.
“Blaze, you are so romantic,” I spoke sarcastically as I climbed on top of him.
“I ain’t tryna be romantic, I done already told you that.”
“Get yo hands off my ass,” Blaze simply squeezed my ass before letting go for a second. “Damn, Blaze, that shit hurts. I told you about slapping my ass like you fucking crazy. Damn!” Now with an attitude, I sat up, hitting him in the chest.
“Man, get yo ass up and put on some damn clothes so we can go.”
“Fine, but we have to go by the park, I lost my damn gun fucking with y’all yesterday.” Climbing off him, I went to my dresser to put on some lotion.
“I got yo gun.”
“Shid, with the way yo ass was going I thought you was gonna pop my ass. I snatched that thang off yo hip the moment yo crazy ass started swinging. It was cute though, yo whole little jealousy thing. On the real though, I started to smack yo ass fah tryna hoe me, boss. Had mothafuckas out there laughing. You lucky I kinda like yo itty bitty black ass, otherwise I would’ve fuck’d you up.”
I started laughing. “I did beat y’all ass, though.”
“Fuck you, man. I let you do that. Yo ass better stop hitting me though, my moms already wanna beat yo ass for that one time,” he claimed.
If possible, I laughed harder. “You told your mom on me? Oh, my God, how old are you, Blaze, seriously?”
“Shut yo ass up. But fah real, you better watch out, moms slick ass fuck, boss. Her ass will pop up on you.” The sudden seriousness in his tone had my laughter stopping as I took him in.
“You really told your mother on me?” Hell, I thought he was joking and if his ass crazy, I’m pretty sure his momma a little rough around the edges too. Damn, I didn’t wanna beat his momma’s ass. ”Yo momma gon’ try to fight me or something?” Even though I liked Blaze a lot, that didn’t mean I wouldn’t whoop his momma’s ass if she came at me tryna fight. Blaze suddenly started laughing.
“Fuck you talking about? My moms don’t fight, her crazy ass shoot. Why the fuck you think I’m telling you to watch yo back. She know who you is and what you look like,” he said and I nodded before shrugging.
“I’m always strapped so—”
“Peaches, I’m playing. Yo crazy ass probably would shoot at my momma.” He laughed, cutting me off.
“Hell yeah I would, but only if I thought she was going to shoot me.” I shrugged again before hitting him. “You play too much.”
“Get yo crazy ass ready.”
Stupid ass.
I went to my closet, took my long sleeve, Elizabeth Jacquard body con dress off the hanger. I stepped into it then grab my black high heeled, peek toed booties. Sitting on the bed, I put them on.