A Dangerous Love 3: Undeniable Desires

by J Peach

  “I don’t remember what I said,” he responded with a shrug.

  Letting out a sigh, I shook my head. There wasn’t even a point in trying to talk to him. “Forget it. I just came here to tell you I saw your mom and to bring you the food. I gotda go.” Grabbing my purse and keys off the desk, I walked to the door about to slip on my shoes.

  “Peaches, what the fuck you want me to say? Huh? You want me to apologize again?” Blaze saying that had me quickly turning to face him.

  “When did you ever apologize— Blaze, I didn’t come here to argue with you over that, okay? So I’m just gon’ go.” I didn’t want to get into it with him. Blaze and I being in the same room together after all those months was starting to get to me. I wasn’t trying to get sucked back in.

  “I’m sorry. The shit I said was fuck’d up. Did I mean what I said? At the time, yea I did. After? No. Check this, though, I ain’t gon’ keep apologizing for that shit. You either take it or don’t, I ain’t gon’ give a fuck which you choose. But you ain’t gon’ keep holding on to that shit and expect me to apologize every fuckin’ time we see each other. I ain’t doing that bullshit, yo.” Blaze pushed his self-off the desk, tugged up his jeans, then folded his arms over his chest.

  Letting out a heavy sigh, I stared at him for the longest. What I was looking for, I don’t know. But what I did know was my black ass needed to leave that damn office. “The fuck you standing there looking stupid fah? You gon’ accept that shit or walk the fuck out?” He couldn’t help himself I realized. How the fuck that nigga got through college was beyond me.

  “I don’t know. Maybe you should apologize again.”

  “Man, fuck you. I ain’t sayin’ shit. So we made up?” He licked his lips as a sexy little crocked smile stretched across his mouth. When I didn’t respond, he continued. “I take that as a yes. So is this where we kiss and make up?”

  “No kissing. I wanna do this friend thing between us. I’m not ready to jump back into anything just yet with you,” I stated truthfully as I walked over, sitting on the desk.

  “Should’ve thought about that before you put yo nasty ass tongue in my mouth,” he said, making me roll my eyes.

  “Boy, whatever. I was only playing. But for it to be nasty yours sure was twisting with mine.” I bit into my lower lip trying to hide my smile.

  “By force. My mouth was sexually violated. That was a sexual assault, I can have yo black ass arrested.”

  “Blaze, shut up. Ugh, I can’t stand you,” I chuckled as I rolled my eyes.

  I stared at him before I shook my head. Was it crazy to miss someone so much but not at all at the same time? It made no sense to me, but I did. Blaze was bad for me, which I knew, but at the same time he was just right.

  My eyes roamed over his face, looking over every inch of his caramel skin, tracing the muscle of his jawline as his teeth seemed to suddenly clench. Soon, his thick pink tongue slithered out, swiping over his full bottom lip then the top.

  My eyes slowly trailed up to his seemingly straight nose, the slight crook to it was only noticeable if you were staring really hard. And even then you could barely see it. My eyes then moved to those light browns orbs I always lost myself in. They were never soft, even when he laughed. Even so, that didn’t change a thing. I grew weak and I fell harder every time they locked with mine.

  “Right. Well, I have to go, so we’ll talk later. I’ll call you or you me, it doesn’t matter, okay?” Covering my face, I laughed as I realized how stupid I sounded.

  “The fuck is wrong with you? Yo whole face done turned red considering yo ass black as hell.”

  Grabbing my stuff for the second time, I laughed while tryna mug, but failed.

  “I am not black, I’m light brown. Don’t play, with yo yellow ass,” I said while walking to the door only to stop and see he still sat on the desk. “You not gon’ walk me out? Damn, yo hoe might try to beat me up,” I stated with a slight pout. “I need protection, Blaze.”

  “That bitch keeps a razor in her mouth, so watch her. Don’t be too quick to get at her,” he told me, making my brows rise.

  “I know, that bitch cut me on my shoulder the last time. Are you worried about yo hoe slicing me?” Blaze pushed up from his spot, then came around to me.

  “I ain’t worried. I mean, you handled yo shit, fuck’d ol’ girl up. But yo ass hit me like that again, I’ma beat yo ass,” he threatened.

  My lips twisted, he was just talking shit. “Whatever. Now, come on.” I grabbed for the door, but Blaze slapped my hand. “Gon’, that shit hurt. Heavy handed ass.”

  “Why you rushin? I got this shit I need to count.” His eyes slanted as he stared me over. He licked his lips then bit into his bottom.

  I knew that look all too well. Instantly my head started to move from side to side. “Nope, I gotda go. I’m not helping you. Baby steps, I’m not ready to be in a closed room with you for hours.”

  Hell no.

  I was already pushing it. I had no self-control when I was with him. Everything was always forgotten and I was lost in the moment.

  Blaze wasn’t stupid, far from that. He knew what he was doing and my dumbass always bought into the shit. Not now, I couldn’t.

  “Gon’, Blaze, I’m serious. I gotda take King his food, I’ve been gone long enough as it is,” I lied as he made a grab for me and I jumped sideways out of his reach. Blaze leaned against the door. Fuck. The thing I needed to go through. “Blaze, fo’real—”

  “You actin’ like I’m askin’ to fuck. A nigga just want yo help, that’s all.”

  I hate him.

  “I can’t right now. Let me take King his food then I’ll come back,” I lied again. I wasn’t coming back, nuh-uh. My plan was to get the fuck away from him.

  “Fuck you lying fah?” He asked, looking amused.

  The situation was anything but amusing. “I’m not lying, I’m serious. Call him—”

  “Man, yo damn nose always flare when yo ass lie. Damn, Peach, it’s like that. You gon’ stand here and lie to me?” His head titled to the side and he once again licked his full set.

  I rubbed my nose subconsciously and had Blaze laughing.

  “Fuck it, man. You ain’t gotda stay. Go,” he said, never moving from the door. But the moment he did, I was gon’ run my black ass all the way to my car.

  “You gotda move.” Again, he laughed. His black ass was enjoying this shit and it wasn’t even funny. “Blaze, for real, damn. I’m late for work.” That had him laughing harder, like really laughing.

  “Yo ass just full of lies today, huh? Now you gotda be at work, damn. I’ight, Peaches, man. Go.” That nervous feeling started in the pit of my stomach, knowing something wasn’t right.

  My stomach was flipping like crazy and I already knew I was caught. He had me and he knew it.

  Even knowing that feeling, I tried to ignore it, thinking this was the time I was gon’ get away.

  “I’m not playin’, Blaze. You too old for this shit.” A whine left my mouth.

  He moved away from the door, opening it. “Get yo lying ass the fuck out.” He held the door wide open.

  Walking to the door, I watched him.

  “Stop lookin’ at me like that and get the fuck out,” he snapped at me.

  I jumped at him once I got in front of him, I was a step away from the door when it was slammed closed and my front was pressed into it.

  “You knew I wasn’t gon’ let you go, not after I saw it,” he mumbled into my neck as he grabbed the hem of my shirt. “You missed me, Peaches?”

  Chapter 12

  Peaches

  My fists balled and I bit into my lip, tryna calm my heated body. “Blaze, we can’t do this.”

  “So you ain’t miss me?” He hummed against my skin.

  “No, I didn’t. Now let me go. Blaze, stop biting me,” I snapped at him as he bit into my shoulder.

  “Then raise your arms,” he said, pulling at the hem of my shirt once again. But I held my arms tightly to my
sides. “Peaches—”

  “Blaze, stop. I gotda go.”

  He wasn’t stopping and my body was reacting to his bites, kisses, and sucks to my neck. His hands roamed my lower body, pulling my pants and panties down. The more I wiggled to get him off, the more Blaze pushed into me.

  “Peaches, I’m being nice. I can always cut it off…” He trailed off and his hands left my body for a second. My shirt was suddenly pulled back before I felt the slight jerk.

  “Did you just cut my damn shirt, fo’real?” Blaze didn’t answer as my body gave another jerk followed by the sound of tearing. Not soon after, my shirt was being pushed down my arms. “Blaze, you just tore my shirt?”

  Again, I got no answer as my bra came undone. What argument I was about to start died the moment my hair was pushed over my shoulder and his lips pressed into the bare skin. Slowly, softly, his lips moved across it, kissing to my neck.

  “Blaze…” I mumbled as he began kissing down my spine. I should’ve stopped it, I needed to stop it. But, God, I wanted it, wanted him.

  Why did I come here?

  “Mmm, shit.” My clit swelled as my pussy started to contract from the hard slap to my ass. My back arched as I pushed my booty more into his face.

  Squeezing my ass, Blaze slapped it once, then twice, harder than the one before. The sound echoed throughout the room as did my hiss from the stings it caused. My forehead hit the door as his lips pressed against the stinging cheek.

  Blaze’s hand pushed into my lower back and I bent forward.

  His nose pressed into my slit before the tip of his tongue flicked at my clit, making my hips jerk. Blaze pulled away and bit at my thigh as his thumb slipped through my fold. He rubbed my swollen pearl.

  I couldn’t take his teasing, not today.

  “Blaze, fuck me.” There was no other way to say it. I’d craved it, dreamed of it non-stop for the past two months and my damn vibrator wasn’t getting it, never had.

  Blaze must have felt the same because he wasted no time picking me up from behind. Walking us over to his desk, roughly he pushed me down on top then raised my right leg, placing it on the desk.

  “You still on birth control?” He asked while slapping my ass.

  “Mhm— Ahhh!” I didn’t even finish getting it out before Blaze thrust inside me. “Wait, wait, wait!” I panted out, that shit was hurting like it was the first time. I knew Blaze was long and thick, but damn, was he really that fuckin’ thick?

  “Fuck wrong with you? Damn, you tight as fuck!” Pulling out, Blaze pushed back in. “I missed the fuck outda you, damn,” Blaze mumbled as his thrusting became harder. His pelvis slapped into my ass, making the sound of our skin coming together louder.

  One of Blaze’s hands slipped under me, going to my lower stomach. He held me tightly to him while his other hand tangled in my hair. Pulling me up, he buried his head into my neck.

  My arm hooked around the back of his head as I began throwing my ass into him, thrust for thrust, groan for moan.

  His lips soon came to mine and I opened for him, letting his tongue explore my mouth. But it became hard to kiss with my panting and moaning as I bounced harder, faster on him.

  Pulling away from the kiss, I leaned over the desk with my leg still on top of it. My hand reached behind me to grab a hold of Blaze’s hip. My nails dug into his skin, my inner muscles sucked on him as my hips grinded into him, rolling then moving up and down.

  “Fuck, Peaches!” Blaze groaned out, his hips digging into me, making him go deeper.

  Hearing him groan out my name had my palms pressing into the desk as I sat up and began shaking my ass on him fast, then slowing down to a grind before I started bouncing again. Trying to tease him, I was driving myself crazy as his dick continued to hit my sweet spot with every movement I made.

  Blaze’s hand suddenly came down on my ass and had me moaning/screaming out from the pleasurable pain. The slaps to my ass came harder with his thrusts, causing my inner sex to squeeze him faster. The hits sounded loud in the room as did my screams/moans.

  Turning me over, Blaze spread my legs, bringing his dick to my sex. He ran his tip through my fold, rubbing my clit then spanking his mushroom tip against the swollen pearl. My mouth parted, my hips bucked, head moving from one side to the other.

  “Blaze, mmm.” His tip pushed into my soaking tunnel then out before thrusting inside me completely. Blaze’s hands on my thighs held tightly, keeping them apart as he thrust deep. Locking us at the pelvis, his hips rolled before they started in a digging motion.

  Leaning forward, Blaze’s mouth covered my right breast. He pulled the nipple into his warm mouth, sucking then pulling until it fell from his lips. Once it did, he moved to the left one, doing the same.

  He suddenly pulled out, his lips quickly covered mine as he slammed inside me hard.

  A pleasurable scream tore from my throat, but it was muffled by his mouth. He did it again, once then twice, each time caused the desk to move.

  Not realizing how close to the edge we were, I rolled use over, sending us both to the floor with me on top of him.

  “Ah shit!” Blaze cussed before he laughed then rolled us over. “Yo black ass gon’ massage my back, that shit hurt.”

  Laughing, I smiled against his lips as I grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. Once his shirt came off, my lips were right back on his as I rolled us, making him laugh. Grabbing my hips, Blaze lined his dick up to my opening.

  He thrust up as I came down.

  “Mmm,” we both moaned. I sat up and Blaze filled me completely. His hands gripped tightly onto my ass as I began to rock my hips back and forth on him.

  Placing one hand on his chest, my nails bit into his skin. I moved faster while rolling my hips at the same time, making Blaze squeeze my ass harder before he slapped it.

  The slaps made my inner walls clench tightly around him. Still gripping my ass, Blaze began moving me up and down on him, going slow.

  His knees bent and he started thrusting his hips upward. Placing my hands on Blaze knees, I started bouncing, meeting his thrusts

  “Ah, baby. Ooh fuck, Blaze. Ah, ah, ah, mmm. I’m cumming.” Blaze slammed up into me once then twice, harder, hitting my cervix, sending me to my climax. My sex clamped around his dick as my muscle tightened, causing me to shudder.

  Gripping my ass tighter, he held me to him. Blaze’s lower body began to jerk as he came, filling me.

  “Oh, my God!” I panted heavily as I lay limp against his chest. My eyes closed and I let out a breathy sigh as my hand ran over the left side of his chest to his nipple then back down again. I was so tired, mouth dry, underneath my tongue hurt from my panting.

  “You i’ight? Breathing kinda hard— Fuck you pinch me fah?” He asked before his hand came down hard on my ass.

  “Blaze, stop, dang. I ain’t even pinch you hard.” Groaning, I just lay still as Blaze’s hand rubbed over my ass and I felt him twitch inside of me. “No, Blaze. I’m tired as hell. No,” Blaze laughed while rolling us over.

  “Why you wanna play like you ain’t miss me?” His arms tightened around me and he brought his face closer to mine.

  I turned my head as he moved in for a kiss. “I didn’t.”

  “Shid, the way yo pussy suckin’ on a nigga could’ve fooled me,” he finished saying with a roll of his hips.

  He’s talking sex wise? Pulling him out of me, I pushed at his shoulders to get up.

  “Fuck wrong with you?”

  “Ain’t nothing wrong with me, nothing at all,” I told him while grabbing his shirt off the floor and slipping it on. “You know what? I did miss you. Not your sex, you. This was a mistake—” I started saying while pulling on my scrub bottoms.

  “The fuck you talkin’ bout, Peaches? Hold up, man, damn. Why this gotda be a mistake? Why this can’t be two grown mothafuckas fuckin’?” He followed suit and got up as well.

  Was he serious? I laughed as I shook my head at him. “You’re hopeless. Blaze, I don
’t wanna be one of your fuck buddies. I just want to be friends with you, but I see we can’t even be that without sex coming into play. I don’t want to be hurt and sex with you does just that.”

  It wasn’t a lie, having sex with Blaze made what I felt for him stronger. Sex to me was something meaningful. I understood why Blaze was the way he was, but I wasn’t putting my heart on the line again only to have it smashed to pieces.

  “Yo ass knew what was up when you come back here,” Blaze said.

  “I didn’t come here to fuck you, Blaze. And if that’s what you really think, then you’re dumber than I thought. Then again so am I. You’re right, I should’ve known coming here was a mistake. But the fact that I actually like you and don’t want to lose you clouded everything else. Don’t worry about it though, because I won’t be coming back,” I told him while grabbing my stuff and leaving his office. It wasn’t a surprise that Krystal’s dumbass was still out there, but standing outside the truck.

  “Peaches, it ain’t even like that. Hold up,” Blaze said, catching me before I made it to my car. “Now that yo ass done showed up and we done fucked, I ain’t tryna let that shit go. It was hard enough the first time. On some real though, if you wanna play this friend thing, then fuck it. I’ll play it yo way. Yo ass fuckin’ with a niggas head. Shit ain’t cool, but we gon’ do it yo way.” That sounded like déjà vu. Even so, he was trying and I really did want to be his friend.

  Did I think sex would never come up again? Hell no. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that if we were left alone sex would come into play. It was like trying to stop the inevitable when it came to the two of us. And sex, impossible. Well, with his influence that is. I could easily walk away.

  Sometimes.

  “Okay, no sex. And I mean that, Blaze. I’m not about to be one of yo little hoes—”

  “I ain’t got no hoes, so cool it with that shit,” Blaze said while pulling up his jeans and walking up to me. My eyes quickly dropped to his bare, tattooed chest. God he was sexy.