Page 75 of Juice

“Play it then.”

“Nawl.” He shook his head. “It’s irrelevant now.”

“Play the song Julius.” I ordered and rolled my eyes at his dramatic ass. Shit we were seemingly getting along the night of my fashion show, so I wasn’t worried about being embarrassed like I was the night of Birthday Bash.

The track dropped again and after the intro played Julius’s voice sounded over the track.“Look Nariah, you’re the real one, no flex. You held me down through the storms, no text. You don’t have to speak I feel the vibe. You’re a queen, and I thank God you’re in my life.

Yeah, I’m gonna ride for you. I’ll put my pride to the side for you. Even on my worst days, you’re the reason I find grace. Now I’m up, and it’s clear to see you didn’t just love me, girl; you freed me.

So, I’m gonna love you back, no cap, that’s facts, Nariah. I’m locked in. A real one’s got a real one, now we’re locked in.

When the song ended everybody was looking at me waiting for a reaction, my eyes were fixated on Julius. I didn’t know what to say. I heard the lyrics, and I knew he meant everything he’d said but his actions overshadowed all of it. “That was cute.”

“Cute. Not she said yo shit was cute.” Byron joked.

Tearing his eyes away from me Julius snarled. “Shut the fuck up nigga.”

Rising from the chair I excused myself and walked off. Drunk me couldn’t deal with being the center of attention. Instead of torturing myself I decided to call it a night. Strolling into the bathroom I shed my swimsuit and stepped into the shower.

God why is it so hard to walk away from this nigga.I never had to doubt Julius’s love for me. It was in everything that he did. It was clear the amount of value our relationship had to him. That flesh being weak shit was a lie. You know how many times niggas had hit me up and I paid they ass dust. I knew what the fuck I had at home and knew there was nothing out there a nigga could offer me that I couldn’t get from my man.

As my best friend I expected him not to give into temptation. As my partner and the father of his only child I expected him to know better. Clearly, he didn’t so it was what it was. No sense in beating a dead horse.

Finishing my shower, I got out and dried off. Once I was done, I secured the towel around my body and made my way back into the room only to find Julius leaning against the door with his hands stuffed in his pocket.

“What’s up? Why you in here?”

“You dipped kind of fast. Wanted to make sure you was cool.”

“Oh. I’m good.” I smiled. “Got sleepy that’s all.”

“Oh aight. Well, everybody done left.”

“Cool.”

He rocked a few times before tipping his head. I watched him open the door before shutting it and resting his hands against it.

“Julius.” I breathed. When he turned to look at me, I recognized the look in his eyes. It matched the one I was sporting early. “Julius no.” I shook my head. I knew the minute this man approached me I was going to give in.

“I’m sorry for what I’m ‘bout to do.” He lied before wrapping his hand around my throat and slamming his mouth against mine. I melted against him instantly. I was at war with my mind, my heart, and my pussy.

I wanted to. No, I needed to push him off me but the way his tongue was caressing the inside of my mouth had my pussy spurting. And sad to say she won. Scooping me up, Julius laid me on the bed and snatched opened the towel.

He sat there in silence for a few seconds before sliding his hands between my thighs. “I miss you so fucking much Nariah. On God I do.”

The first pad of his thumb across my clit had me widening my legs for him. I watched the way his facial expressions changed when he pushed two of his thick fingers into me. “You so fucking wet Nariah.” He groaned and tossed his head back.

Sucking on my tongue to keep from moaning I slammed my eyes shut while Julius rotated his fingers in and out of me. I was trying like hell to keep my moans at bay and had been doing a damn good job until he leaned over and trailed kisses down my neck until he reached my breast. “Don’t hold back twin.” He begged.

Sucking my nipple into his mouth he used his fingers to draw out an orgasm. My body trembled at the release and before I could catch my breath Julius was pushing into me.

“Shit, Julius.” I pushed out with a shaky breath as my hands gripped his arms.

“Damn Nariah.” He groaned. Inch by inch he fed me slow and torturous strokes until he was fully planted. When our skin started smacking against each other I gasped loudly and rocked my hips against him.

“This shit belongs to me Nariah. On God, I’ll kill you if you give my pussy to another nigga. You want Juju to be motherless?” He taunted and wrapped his hand around my throat. Julius grinded into me like he knew this was the last time that he and I would connect this way. While I couldn’t confirm or deny that it was, I fully planned on enjoying this moment and dealing with the fall out at a later date.

“Oooohhh.” I groaned and bucked my hips when he picked up speed and started slamming into me erratically. My nails scraped against his skin as I lay under him while he pounded in and out of me.

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