Nookie's Secret (Nookie 2) (Nookie Series) by Anieshea; Q.B. Wells Dansby Page A

The first thing she noticed was that he had huge bandage on his forehead.
    “Oh my God, what happened to your head?”
    “Man some niggas broke in my house and robbed me. One of them smacked me with the gun.”
    “Did you call the cops?”
    “Naw I handled it already. I need you to come back and help me clean up.”
    “Ok.” Joy ran into her room and put the clothes that were on the floor on. She back in the living room in three minutes.
    Wayne had Joy drive to his house. It wasn’t that far, so in no time they were there. Joy parked and they got out.
    “How did they get in?” Joy asked, noticing that there was no damage to the front door.
    “The front door but I got it fixed this morning.”
    “Ok,” she said and followed Wayne through the front door.
    Joy walked in, looked around and saw no mess or damage. She looked in the dining area there were dozen of balloons and a huge cake. A dozen roses sat next to it. Joy covered her face with her hand. She couldn’t believe that he did this. It didn’t matter that it was a day late.
    She turned around towards him. “What, the robbery story was a lie?”
    “Yeah. I was mad busy yesterday and I felt bad.”
    “This is wonderful. Thank you.”
    He walked to her and kissed her cheek but she turned her face into a wet and juicy kiss. He lifted her unto the table and pulled her underwear off, leaving her skirt on. He unzipped his jeans and entered her. He held both her legs as he pumped in and out of her. He picked her up off the table and carried her to the bedroom.
    He laid Joy on the bed and took his pants off. He got in bed, rolling onto his back and told Joy get on top. Joy eased down on his dick and watched him bite his bottom lip. He pushed up into her as she rode him slow at first and then picking up speed when she was about to cum.
    “Shiiitttt,” she yelled out as she came.
    A few more pumps from Wayne and he lifted Joy off him as he came. His chest heaved up and down as he caught his breath. Joy laid down beside him, stretching her the cramp she had in her leg.
    “Can you get me some juice?”
    Joy didn’t feel like moving but she climbed over Wayne and went into the kitchen. She saw a cup in the dish drainer. She grabbed the cup and then went into the refrigerator and fetched a container filled with juice. She filled the cup to the top. She walked into the bedroom, trying not to spill it, only to find that Wayne was asleep.
    Joy put the cup to her lips and drunk the juice without taking a breath. She was wide-awake. She wanted to find out more about him. Instead of asking him, she searched through his stuff.
    Starting with his pants pockets, she pulled out his wallet. His license read Dwayne Curry. He was thirty-two. There was nothing else of interest in his wallet. No pictures of his kids or a wife. She placed it back in his pocket. She went to his closest and looked at the clothes that he had but there was only jeans and sneakers.
    She pushed her clothes aside and looked for anything hidden in the back. She came up empty. She stepped back and looked at the shelf over the rack, then noticed a shoebox. She reached up, grabbed the shoebox and went to the living room to open it.
    Lifting the lid, she held her breath, nervous about what she would find. A stack of cards, together in a rubber band was all that was in the box. She took them apart and looked at them. They were driving licenses: each of them had Wayne’s face with different names and information.
    Joy’s eyes opened in shock. She continued to go through the cards. There was one for every state. She couldn’t believe it. Wayne might even be his real name .
    She wrapped the rubber band back around the cards, closed the shoebox and went to put it back. She almost dropped the box putting it back. She looked down and saw that it was a slit between the bedroom carpets that led into the closest. She looked behind her to make sure that Wayne was still sleep. She lifted up the carpet.
    Under it was a