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“Ahhhhhhhh, Brice,” I yelled. I didn’t recognize my voice. The pleasure coursing through my body was too much, and he wasn’t done. My legs were quickly placed back around his waist, so that his hands could clutch my ass. The sting of his grip added to my euphoria, as he lost all control in my pussy. The huffs of his breath shortened as he focused on tapping the spot that had just made me cum.

“Look at you taking this dick so good. I want another one, give it to me,” he whispered. I exploded again and latched my mouth to the side of his neck again, and sucked hard leaving my mark. The act caused him to cum right along with me, coating my walls with his warm release. After catching his breath, he gently sat me down on my wobbly legs, where I stumbled in the heels I wore. His hands wrapped around my waist.

“You good, Baby?” He asked. I rolled my eyes, and he let out a loud laugh.

“Go get cleaned up so we can go.” He said as he pecked my lips, then sucked my tongue back into his mouth swirling it around before breaking away.

“Mmmh,” I moaned.

“Look at you so damn greedy. Imma call you my greedy, baby Tay,” he said seductively as he reached down to drag two fingers through my cream and over my clit. He smiled, pecking my lips again then sucked his fingers as he stared me in the eyes.

Damn!

I quickly turned and headed to do what he said. I smiled, this one reaching my eyes.

CHAPTER 15

Brice

We’d just come from Porter’s Steakhouse. I was shocked when I asked Tayla what she had a taste for, and she quickly replied that it was steak. Usually, women don’t know what the hell they want to eat. I drove straight there before she changed her mind. I’d told her that tonight we’d have dinner and a movie. We decided to walk since the theater was only a few blocks away. It also allowed us to walk off our heavy meal.

“You checked on Breezy?” I asked as we walked hand in hand.

“Yeah, he and Angel both knocked out an hour ago,” Tay responded. I shook my head. I knew she’d texted Jourdan again because she’d been sneaking and checking in all night.

The closer we got to the theater, the more the marquee lights bounced off the surrounding downtown buildings. I pulled her into me as we approached. It was a warm night, and everyone was out seeking entertainment, so I wanted to keep her close. Aside from that, I always wanted to be touching her. It was openingweekend for the movie Sinners, and the theater was packed with patrons. We pushed through the crowd and found ourselves a spot among them. We stood in a line of about twenty couples; three more were just like it.

Standing shoulder to shoulder with this many people around gave me anxiety. It didn’t help that the people coming out weren’t dispersing and going on about their business; they were congregating around the theater as we tried to get in. My head was always on a swivel in these situations because at any given moment, anything could happen. It didn’t matter to me that we were downtown in a popular, deemed safe part of the city.

I pulled her back to my front and wrapped my arm around her while we waited because it made me feel better about being in this crowd. She leaned her head back into my chest, and I couldn’t resist leaning in to kiss and lick her neck.

“Brice, have you ever seen how a rabid animal acts?”

“What? No. Why would I have seen how a rabid animal acts? You know LA don’t have nothing but a bunch of rabid ass acting dogs. Every nigga I know pause when he sees one off the leash. Why, though?” I asked and laughed. I nudged her forward because the line was moving.

“Well, the most common symptom is an unusual amount of aggression. The animal typically scratches, claws, and bites, completely ravaging objects, other animals, and men,” she said with emphasis.

“Ooookkaaaayy!” I drawled out in confusion.

“Where are you going with this?”

“If you keep on kissing and licking me, I’m going to turn into that rabid animal,” she said. I couldn’t address her comment because after standing in line for about ten minutes, we were finally at the front and could purchase our tickets.

“How many and for what showing?” The kiosk attendant asked.

“Let me get two for Sinners at ten,” I said.

“Which seats would you like?” I chose the two I wanted near the back center of the theater and reached my hand back for Tayla as the tickets were printed.

What the…

Where Tayla was previously standing was empty. I quickly scanned the crowd, trying to see where in the hell she’d run off to. My heart rate increased after I didn’t see her, and I panicked slightly. I knew that if I couldn’t see her, that only meant one thing. She was on her Lynx shit. Images of her lying somewhere helpless flashed into my mind. It spurred my aggression as I pushed through the people, trying to locate her.

Where in the hell are you, Tay?

I stopped, breathed, and focused on what was around me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a familiar face. It was Sincere. He was walking towards the alley of the building.

Shit, Tay!

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