Page 23 of Chrome

Hearing his name caused me to slow up eating and wait for his voice to make love to my ears. Thirty full days of suffering. My heart felt like it was going to explode from how long it took him to answer a simple inquiry. I could feel his eyes on me and even smell his cologne. My body quickly became numb as I heard his steps sound off on the marble floor. No one in the shop felt the need to say a word. Before he entered the building, they had so much conversation, now they were quiet as a nun.

Don’t break, Kosha. He’s just a man.

I watched his arms straddle my chair gripping the arm rest. Seeing his tattoos brought on memories of how my tongue traced every single one of them before tracing the veins that outlined his dick. Without realizing it, he’d raised my blood pressure and caused my breathing to become irregular.Chrasmere… please spare me, baby. I don’t need this right now.

I could feel the warmth of his breath on my ear, instantly gaining a reaction out of me. My eyes closed briefly off the fact that he was so close. The last time that happened, he had his dick in my guts, and I was calling out his name willingly. I was afraid of what would happen this go round.

“Four weeks. Thirty fuckin’ days. It take you that long to get the fuck out yo’ feelings?”

“Chrome—”

His right hand was around my throat in one swift motion causing me to tense up fast. He gave it a light squeeze and said, “You not hard of hearing, Mama. Address me the way I taught you.”

I swallowed the built up saliva and replied with, “Chrasmere, I needed a minute.”

“You trying to insult my intelligence? That’s sixty petty ass seconds and baby you took 2.6 million of those instead. Explain to me what the fuck you think ‘bout to happen between us.”

“Get your hand from around my neck, Chrasmere.”

He released a low growl before his hand occupied the arm rest again. He then kissed my temple and said, “You know I’ll never hurt you, right?”

“Stop acting like it then,” I snapped.

Standing, I placed my food on the counter, grabbed him by the hand, and led him to my office. I was surprised he didn’t object to my silent request.

Once we were behind closed doors, I was pushed against the wall and his tongue parted my lips. I could sense his hunger for me as he tried to swallow my flesh whole. He missed me just as much as I missed him. However, me and him could never be. He caused too many riffs in my household, and he probably wouldn’t understand why or how.

“Stop,” I said pushing him off me. It took everything in me to do it might I add.

He smirked and took a few more steps back creating a distance I didn’t think I could handle. For thirty days I questioned how the hell a man over ten years younger than me could have me in a position of missing him. I knew better than to sit this good pussy on him, but he was so damn irresistible.

Giving him a once over, I approved of his little ensemble. He was in True Religion jeans with the shirt to match. His feet werecovered in Jordan’s while his jewelry accessorized his ears, neck, and wrist. The women went crazy over him because he was all of handsome. When he smiled, the diamonds in his mouth danced letting the people know he spent a pretty penny on them. He was young and turnt with a dick to beat a heffa down to the ground. Some would say I was lucky to have him on me the way I did.

“Where the keys to my shit at, Fade?” he questioned.

It took me a minute to move. I was still mesmerized and fighting the urge to do him right here, right now, in the office. All I could think about was how good he felt when he had me face down ass up. Them back shots had a bitch stuck and ready to marry him. He was dangerous in bed, and I wanted to keep playing with fire.

Finally, my feet listened to the commands my brain was sending. I sashayed across the room to my desk for his keys in my purse. They were retrieved and I rounded the corner to give them to their rightful owner. He held his hand out and when I placed them down in them, he dropped them to grab a hold of my wrist instead.

“Let go, Chrasmere.”

“Why you running from a nigga, Fade?”

“I’m not running. I just know what’s right from wrong, and you…”

“Made you cum so many times all you could do was holler out the nigga name that’srightfor you. I told you to accept me before it became an obligation. It’s almost there, baby.”

I loved everything about how this nigga demanded me to be with him. He was a man who had no problem chasing me or showing certainty. I was what he wanted and he was starting to display it with so much confidence. I was sure he could have any woman he wanted but he was sniffing out my mature ass like a little ass puppy dog.

“You asked for a night. I gave you that plus more.”

“It ain’t enough and if you ain’t realize it yet, I’m a greedy muthafucka.”

“Make it enough,” I said heading for the door. I was able to walk out without being stopped and he followed behind me moments later.

“Chrome, how you get here? We ain’t hear your bike at all,” Henny pointed out.

“I drove Fade shit,” he answered.

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