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“Got it, bad ass nigga. Go fix shit with yours while I go calm mine down. Angie ain’t stopped texting me since I turned on the—" He paused, pulling out his ringing phone with the contact “my universe” calling. I smirked, nodding I understood.

“I’ll see you at practice, fool.”

We slapped hands before he answered his phone then walked into the parking deck for his car with me doing the same. I clocked the time and noticed it was late so I knew Hollis was asleep. I decided to wake her up once I got home.

CHAPTER 19

Hollis

I moaned from the first lick to my folds, and unlike the dream I was having about him, I knew this feeling of slickness that just hit my clit was real.

He must not know about Angie yet… I thought as I went to touch him but suddenly felt restrained.

Maybe I’m still dreaming for real.

I pulled again as I grunted from Luke’s lips latching onto my clit and failed miserably. That had me popping open my burning eyes to see my wrists were tied to each other and linked to the headboard by the silky tie from my robe I knew I’d fallen asleep in after my shower.

Damn, using my own shit against me is fucked up.

My legs weren’t bound, so I attempted to lock them around his neck. But of course I was cut off as Luke pushed my legs out and up as he continued to torture my pussy.

“Deke, babyyyy... gotdamn,” I whimpered as he inserted two fingers, stretching me wide, pumping them in and out. I glanced down to see a menacing glare on his face that had my stomach dropping into my pussy as I came hard.

He knows.

Shit.

I didn’t even need to confirm what all he heard as my mouth moved.

“Baby, wait. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do it. I swear,” I cried as he ignored me, skillfully stroking my spot as his mouth clung to my swollen and very sensitive ass clit that prayed for mercy as he sent me riding another wave and my eyes rolled back.

“Deke, I know…I know I fucked up. I'ma fix it, baby. I pro-promise.” I shuddered, causing some of my words to come out in a stutter as my body shook uncontrollably. Luke was working my body overtime with these back-to-back shots and I was struggling to keep up.

Praise God because it could be worse. He could be withholding them.

I was second guessing my own choices as I felt another one coming within seconds of the last one.

“Please, baby, I can’t…ugh, fu-shit,” I cried as I shifted my lower half, doing my best to escape his possessive hold on me and my pussy, but of course he was quick.

“Do I need to tie your legs up too, Hershey? I’m trying to be kind considering the situation, but if you need that shit, just say the word, love, and I’ll lock ’em the fuck up until you understand sorry ain’t gon ‘make it,” he barked as he looked down at me. I sniffled then shook my head. Not missing his fingers taking me to the next body quake.

“Naw, do what you do best and use those words, Hershey. I can’t hear no fucking nod, baby.”

“No, Deke, I’ma be a good girl.”

Luke snorted. “No, you are not. You already misbehaved and were a very bad girl, love.” When Luke removed his fingers, I just knew we were done until I realized he was naked and now stretching my legs wider, pushing them up, placing them on his shoulders.

“And since you did a bad thing, I have to beat this pussy up until you say more than you’re sorry. I heard that bullshit already, use some new words to write your stories.” I took in a sharp breath as his dick filled me to capacity, temporarily handicapping me. I couldn’t even brace myself for the death strokes he was delivering, couldn’t even form the words Luke had demanded I use.

Oh yeah, Hollis, pissed is an understatement for what he is right now.

“This shit is crazy. This is the quietest I’ve ever heard you, Hershey. I’m not even believing you ain’t got nothing to say,” he grunted lowly in my ear while all I could manage was a throaty moan.

“That’s cool, I got enough energy and dick to do this all fucking night until you find those words.”

Under different circumstances, I would’ve loved the thought of Luke going rounds, but tonight I didn’t know how much longer I would be able to hold on.

The nausea rising in my chest told me not long at all.