When You Know It’s Real(6)

“Siah, what are you doing here?”

“What's more important, why I’m here, or the fact that I’m here?” I said with smirk.

Nonie rolled her eyes, but damn sure didn't move. She did however turn her head and glance at the clock next to her bed. It was after eight, which was late for me, but I wasn't about to leave without blessing her.

“Don't you have shit to do?” she asked and pushed me away just enough to move from under me.

She hopped out the bed, and I rolled over on my back before I stood and stretched. Nonie didn't bother to put on any clothes. Instead, she simply strutted her fine naked ass right into the bathroom, so I followed. I found her standing in the mirror pulling her hair into a ponytail while I walked straight to the toilet and released all the drinks I had the night before.

“This why you sent Royce away last night?” Nonie asked before she shoved her toothbrush into her mouth, but she kept her eyes on me.

I flushed and walked to the sink to wash my hands, but didn't say anything. I searched the counter for my toothbrush but it wasn't there, so I pulled the drawer open and found it.

“Why you got my shit in here, Nonie?”

She spit in the sink, rinsed it, and then dropped her toothbrush back in the holder. “You know why, so don't ask me shit you already know the answer to. I don't need Royce questioning me about it.”

“Man, fuck Royce, and any other muthafucker you think got some kind of opinion about what I do. I’ll tell all them niggas and dare them to say shit.”

She rolled her eyes at me and then left the bathroom. After I brushed my teeth, I joined her. She was pissed because she was in the process of trying to put some clothes on, which I quickly put a stop to.

“You mad, Pretty?” I asked after I snatched her shirt and tossed it on the floor.

“Hell no, I’m not mad. You don't run shit here, so what the fuck do I need to be mad about?”

Aside from the way her pretty face was balled up, I could tell she was pissed because every other word she spoke as a cuss word. Nonie didn't really talk like that unless she was heated about something. I used one hand to grip the back of her neck and roped the other around her waist before I closed the space between us. Looking down at Nonie, I locked eyes with her until she broke down and smiled.

“That's better, Pretty. I know you missed me.” I leaned down and kissed her lips.

She kissed me back. “I hate your arrogant ass, I swear.”

“Man, gone with that slick shit you talking. If you hate me so much, why your little ass grinning while you saying it?”

I walked her back until we reached the bed, where Nonie sat down and watched while I stepped out of my boxers. Her eyes were on my massive erection as it sprung to life. Solid and heavy, it bounced a little, forcing a smile on her face. She knew what was coming and she craved it. I could see it in her eyes.

I moved to her, spreading her legs as wide as they would go before scaling her body until I reached her waist. I planted a trail of kisses down her stomach until my lips reached her inner thighs.

“Siah,” softly escaped her lips before she released a moan that was slightly louder than my name.

I gripped her thigh with one hand while I used the other to stroke my growing erection. My lips connected with her swollen clit. I felt Nonie's hands move across my head before they found my shoulders in an attempt to push me away.

Fuck that, I was digging for gold. I sucked and licked like she was my addiction. Shit, she was. I needed her just as much as she needed me, and right now, I needed her river to flow.

“Damn, Siah, wait. I’m about to… oh shit.” Nonie's hands gripped the sheets as back to back orgasms flowed through her body. When my fingers entered her, she was on the verge of a third, but fighting it hard.

“You good, Pretty?” I asked between rotations of my tongue and my lips.

Nonie didn't respond verbally, but her third orgasm hit, giving me my answer. By now she was weak, her breathing was accelerated and she was begging for mercy, but I was just getting started. She knew better, wasn't no tapping out happening until I was ready.

I lifted my head and smiled at Nonie, whose eyes were halfway open. Her face was balled up because she was trying her best to regain some type of composure, but I had other plans for her. Moving up her body, while allowing my lips to connect with her skin, I grinned as it pulsed because she was still sensitive to touch. When I entered her, she threw her head back, exposing the length of her neck.

“Slow, Siah, please… I need a minute,” she whined, moving her hands between our bodies.

I chuckled and gave in to her request. With only the head inside her, I stretched her opening, not moving any further than that until she was ready to receive all of me. Sex with Nonie was always an experience. She had me praying for strength from the moment I entered her, which was insane to me. I had a lot of women, all the time, but it was always different with her. It wasn't just about her body. She got in my head in a way that heightened the experience.