Page 42 of Walk Thru The Fire

“Oh, it’s like that now?” She propped her hand on her thick hip.

“It’s just like that.”

“Whatever. Hey Buck. You can’t speak.” I shook my head because she was reaching now.

“I’ain that nigga. I’ll throw yo’ ass through that glass and think nothing of it. Fuck on somewhere.” Me and Kilo laughed because this bitch was really trying it. My damn heart stopped when Kasha and her crew walked back into the area. She eyed Rein briefly before she came and sat in my lap.

“You good?” I asked, testing the waters.

“I’m perfect,” she cooed. “I’m ready to go home and let my man fuck me into another coma.” She smirked. I knew what she was doing, and I was glad that she wasn’t letting Rein fuck up our vibe.

“I know that’s right, sis,” Mel cheered from Kilo’s lap.

“Chill,” he spoke.

“Uhm, you need something?” Kasha directed her attention to Rein, who was still standing there looking dumb.

“I was talking to Stacks.” She folded her arms under her breasts and smirked.

“You wanna stay here and talk to her baby, or you wanna go home and fuck me ’til I’m hoarse and delirious?” I squinted my eyes to make sure I heard what I thought I heard. When she didn’t retract her statement, I knew she was dead ass.

“Aight, y’all. We out.” I got up and damn near pushed Kasha out the door.

“Shit, we ain’t staying at your damn party and you ain’t here. Fuck you on?” Buck fussed.

“Yeah, we out too, bro,” Kilo added. “I’ll hit y’all boys up tomorrow.”

I wasted no time exiting the section and taking Kasha to my office.

“Where we going?”

“My office. I’ain got time to go home. I need that now. We’ll finish at the house.” I damn near dragged her ass with me until I got to my office door.

No sooner than I had her in my office, I attacked her like a dog in heat. She may have been putting on a show for Rein, but all that did was grant her fuckin’ wish. I had her pressed against my desk, damn near making her choke on my tongue.

“Mmm,” she moaned into my mouth.

Leaning up, I lifted her dress over her thick ass and ripped her thong off. Roughly, I turned her over, so she was lying flat on my desk. I wasted no time dropping my jeans and boxers before propping her leg on the desk and invading her slick walls.

“Ughn.”

“Fuck, Kash,” I groaned the same time as she did.

Gripping her cheeks before slapping them, I started stroking her ferociously. I ain’t have time for no sensual shit wanted to be fucked, and that’s exactly what she was gone get.

“Throw this shit back and stop playing, Kash.” I threw my head back and reveled in the feeling of her following my demands. “Damn right. Do that shit. Just like that. Fuck.” I watched as my dick disappeared in her creamy tunnel. This shit was a sight for sore eyes.

“Jackson,” she whimpered, reaching back and placing her hand on my thigh.

“Move that shit out my way.” I slapped her hand away. “You wanted me to fuck you ’til you were hoarse and delirious, right?” I taunted. “Huh? Ain’t that’s what you said?”

“Ye-yes! Oh, God, yes!” she cried out.

“Well, don’t put yo’ fuckin’ hand back here no more.” I had to bite down on my teeth because this shit was feeling too good.

“Baby,” she whined.

“Wassup?”

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