Page 8 of He Snatched My Soul

In my head, I rolled my eyes but did as he requested and laid down in the spot he just occupied when he got up. I watched as he stripped out his boxers before grabbing a condom from his wallet and covering his six-inch member. Yes, I said six inches. Ryan wasn’t holding much, but he had girth, so he did stretch my walls a little. Now hovering above me, he began to kiss down my neck until he reached my breast and sucked my left nipple into his mouth. Gripping the back of his head, my back arched off the bed as his tongue circled my areola. It was feeling good, but I wasn’t feeling foreplay at the moment. I needed the dick and a release right now.

“Put it in, baby.” I was impatient. I groaned, ready to feel him inside me.

“Are you ready for this cock, baby?”

OMG! I hate when he says cock! It was such a turn-off.

Ignoring him, I grabbed his dick and placed it at my wet opening. I released a low moan as Ryan slipped inside me and began to stroke me slowly. His grunts got louder and louder as he picked up the pace, jackhammering inside me. The loud sound of skin clapping echoed throughout my bedroom. Just as I was getting into it, this nigga howled like a damn Banshee in my ear and came in less than a minute.

What the fuck!Pissed off, I was ready to kick this nigga on the floor for getting me all worked up, only to give me two pumps and no swirl.

“That was good, baby.” He smiled down at me, wiping the sweat from his forehead. Like, nigga, you only put two minutes’ worth of work in. How the hell are you sweating?

Ryan climbed off the bed and headed into the bathroom. As soon as he closed the bathroom door, I reached over, opened myside table drawer, and pulled out my trusted friend. Turning it on to level four, I spread my legs open and placed the rose on my clit. My body jerked at contact, and I began to thrust my hips. Whoever created this vibrator is a genius because, babyyyy, it was the truth.

Just as I felt my release approaching, that damn video popped into my head, and a vivid visual of Jamian standing over me as he gripped that huge monster. As he stroked his beautiful dick, he coached me to cum with him. I couldn’t believe I was lying here fantasizing about him, but I couldn’t stop myself if I wanted to; I was too close. The buildup I felt in the pit of my stomach let me know this release was going to be a big one, and I was ready.

“I’m cumming!” I hissed, whispering Jamian’s name as my back lifted from the bed. Not even a minute in, my body began to shake before I squirted all over the place.

The fuck!

It was eight in the morning when I was walked into my office at Armstrong Software. I normally didn’t come to work on a Monday, but my brother demanded I meet him today. I could tell from his tone that this wouldn’t to be anything about business. Just as I hung up with my pilot confirming my departure time tomorrow, Julius came barging into my office, slamming the door. I looked up into his dark eyes as he stood in front of my desk with his nostrils flaring; he was pissed about something.

“Are you dumb, or are you stupid?” he growled through clenched teeth. “I am convinced you are trying to run this company's reputation into the ground.”

“What the hell are you talking about, bruh?” I looked at him with eyebrows knitted in confusion.

He reached inside his suit jacket and pulled out his phone. He tapped on the screen before tossing it at me, almost hittingme in my face. “Nigga, your dick is trending on fucking TikTok! Why the hell would you post some dumb shit like that?”

“Yo, what the hell are you talking about, man? I ain’t post any pictures of my shit on social media.”

Confused, I looked down at his phone. And sure enough, it was the video I made a few days ago. But I didn’t post the shit. I sent it to some bitch after she sent me a picture of her playing in her pussy. I was drunk and high as fuck. I wasn’t thinking when I did it.

“Damn, it got 2.5 million views already.” I chuckled cockily, which furthermore pissed my brother off.

“Nigga, you think this shit is a joke?” He snatched his phone out of my hand. “Dad is furious.”

“For what? I didn’t post it.” I mugged him.

“That may be so, but you sent it to someone that did. You better fix this, Jamian.”

“I will, bro.” Sighing, I ran my hand down my face. I sat back in my seat, and exhaled. I should have known that bitch, Shaniqua, was a shiesty-ass hoe.

I picked up my phone to call her when there was a knock on my office door just before Julius opened it to leave. I wasn’t expecting to see Modesty standing on the other side. Julius greeted her, as he held the door open, allowing her to step inside. Now, standing in my office, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She hadn’t looked at me yet; just continued speaking with my brother while I drank her in from her head down to her small feet, which were covered in some high-ass heels.

The navy-blue skirt set was perfectly tailored to her thick frame, while the white silk blouse she paired it with left little to the imagination, as her perky breast sat up flawlessly. Those same breasts I remember sucking, biting, and burying my face in as I pounded that fat pussy. Yeah, it was coming back to me now.Not much, but enough to remember that Modesty got that super soaker between her legs and was a freak in the sheets.

What was she doing here? And how did she know where I worked? I ain’t give a fuck about none of that. I was just glad she was in a nigga presence.

“Now, who’s stalking who?” I smirked, winking at her.

“Don’t flatter yourself. Julius let me know where you worked and that you would be here today. I’m here to go over the guests' information and what I need for you to enter into the system. That way, we will be ahead when we get to the hotel.”

I chuckled at her slick-ass mouth. There was nothing more sexier than a woman who wasn’t afraid to talk her shit. I was learning that Modesty didn’t care who we were in front of; she wasn’t going to let me get away with talking to her in any type of way.

“Alright. I’m about to get out of here and let y’all do your thing.” Julius dapped me up. “And don’t forget to handle that, Jamian.”

I nodded in understanding.

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