Long As You Know Who You Belong To by jwppublishing

MIA for a couple weeks,
so I was little shocked to hear from him.
    “On chill.” 
    “Fa sho. Aye, you want to hit this little event with
me real quick? It’s an industry thing and I got a plus one and
shit.” 
    “What? You ain't asking Blu to accompany
you?” 
    “Man, I don’t even want to get into that. We done,
bro.”
    “Damn, what happened?” 
    Nakami walked back into the room with a bowl of
strawberries, a glass of ice, and a bottle of champagne tucked
under her arm. 
    “She just ain't trying to be tied down. I was
putting in work, trying to get her on my team and she played me off
like my name ain't hot or something. I'm not feeling that,
bro.” 
    “You should be- AHHH!” I jumped at the unexpected
sensation on my manhood. “What was that?”
    I looked down and Nakami was buried in-between my
legs with a cube of ice between her teeth. She rubbed the ice up
one side, flicked the ice cube into her cheek, and deep throated
me, creating a cold to hot sensation that almost made me drop my
phone. Damn, she was cold with it! The only good thing that had
come out of proposing was the new bag of sex tricks she had
unleashed on a nigga. It was like once she had that rock on her
finger, she became a porn star. My knees buckled, as she used her
hand to stroke me in rhythm with her mouth.
    “Bro, you there?” I heard Kimani ask.
    I opened up my mouth to respond, but I felt the tip
of her tongue at the base of my dick and the only thing that could
come out my mouth was a hiss.
    Kimani laughed. “Aye, you need me to call you
back?”
    “Na…Nah. I’ll be there, bro. Just shoot me the
info.”
    “Bet.”
    I disconnected the call and tossed the phone on the
bed ready to concentrate on the work that Nakami was putting in.
But as soon as I hung up, Nakami stood and wiped her mouth.
    “Where you bout to go?” Attitude was dripping from
her tone.
    “Are you serious right now?”
    “I’m deadass. I put a hot meal on the table and just
finished fucking and sucking you senseless, and you think that
you’re about to hop your ass on to the next bitch? You got me all
wrong!”
    “First off, you can miss me with the dramatics.
Second, my brother wants me to ride with him to a networking event.
So it’s not even like that.”
    Rolling my eyes, I walked away from her and to the
bathroom to get in the shower. Although I hadn’t really been in the
mood to go out, I was relieved that my brother had called because I
was liable to kill this broad with my bare hands if she kept this
shit up tonight. I was over her ass! And to think I just raw dogged
her! I needed to get my shit together.
    I heard footsteps approach the bathroom and tried to
rush to lock the door. Nakami was too quick and pushed open the
door, damn near hitting me with it.
    “Bitch, is you crazy?!”
    I hadn’t meant to call her out her name, but it was
what I had been referring to her as in my head for months now.
Guess it just slipped out.
    “Nah, but you are if you think that
you’re going somewhere tonight!”
    I ignored her as I turned on the shower and tested
the water with my hand. Feeling like it was the right temperature,
I stepped in and closed the door. Nakami stood on the other side
butt ass naked, her body shaking like a raging pit bull.
    “So you just gonna ignore me?”
    I remained quiet as I lathered myself with soap and
zoned out to a tune in my head. After a few moments of silence, I
turned around to find that Nakami had
disappeared.  Finally , I thought. I finished showering
in peace and hopped out to dry myself off and lotion myself down.
Creeping into the bedroom, I found it empty and that made me
nervous.
     Quickly, I threw on a pair of leather 7 For All
Mankind jeans, a clean white v-neck, and my Citizens brand
distressed denim jacket, and slipped into my black Cole Haan boots.
Next I hurriedly sprayed myself down with some Dior cologne,
grabbed my silver three-karat studs for my ears and my phone off
the bed, and walked