Page 70 of Pieces of Us

We both laughed.

“But I’m happy for you. All those nights you’ve cried from losing Hemi has finally paid off. You look happy, and my niece looks even happier. You both deserve this.”

“Thank you. I didn’t think I would ever love anyone the way I love him. He truly is my peace.”

“And I know for a fact you’re his.”

“I agree. I love you, Drueski.”

“Girl, get your ass out of my car. It’s bad enough your people call me that shit. You ain’t about to start.”

I laughed as I kissed her cheek. “Get home safe. Text me when you get in.”

“I will. I love you more, Boogie.”

I smiled and got out, heading up to his door. After putting in the code, I walked inside to a quiet house. Megan and Mariah were staying at my mom’s new apartment for the weekend, so I was happy about that. Justin’s weekends wouldn’t start until next week, so they decided to go with my mom.

I headed up the stairs to his bedroom. I was still in awe of this home. Its opulence and beauty made all of this seem so surreal.

As I approached the door, I pushed it open to find Nehemiah stretched out on his back asleep. My eyes roamed over his big frame, and instantly, I felt my panties flood.

I wasted no time stripping out of my dress and undergarments as I slowly climbed in the bed and ducked under the sheet. I kissed up his thighs until I reached his briefs, tugging at them. He stirred as I felt his fingers in my hair. Finally releasing my favorite part of him, my tongue slid up his shaft until my lips latched on to the head, and I tongue kissed it.

“Sss. Shit, Mo.”

I curled my tongue around him a few times before I took him all the way in my mouth. In my drunken state, I imagined hisdick was a lollipop, and I was trying to get to the center of it. I grabbed ahold of him and began twisting my wrist and head in a circular motion. His grip on my hair became tighter as he rolled his hips to match my movement.

“Fuck, Boogie. Just like that.”

He tossed the sheet from us, and we locked eyes.

“Mmmm,” I moaned, loving the taste of him.

“You like sucking my dick, Boog?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Make it sloppy, mama.”

Gathering all the spit in my mouth, I did as he asked, and it seemed as if that made him excited as he pumped faster into my mouth. I massaged his balls as his breaths became erratic. Before he could explode, I lifted and climbed on his dick, slowly sliding my way down to adjust to his size. Once I felt him deep inside of me, I rocked my hips and rode him slowly.

He reached up and pinched my nipples, and my body shuddered from the chills it sent raging through me. I missed this…I missed us. Although we had been engaging in sex since we first got back in contact, this time, I didn’t feel wrong about it. I was free from a marriage that didn’t give this much passion, love, or clarity. Nehemiah was it. Always had been and always would be.

“Hemi…”

“Yeah, baby.”

“I love you so much!”

“Show me how much, Boog. Bounce on this motherfucka.”

I planted my palms on his tatted chest and bounced up and down on him.

“Mmhmm, just like that, mama.”

He grabbed the meat of my waist and thrust his hips upward as my body became overstimulated with pleasure.

“Shit, baby. Make me cum!” I yelled.

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