“I know you said that you and your wife grew apart but why? I hear people say that all the time and it’s weird.”
“She changed and not in a good way.”
“How so? Change is sometimes good.”
“I agree, but she’s a follower. She was my sister’s best friend before we even met. Blaire and I used to be close before we got married. Shit just went left, and she does whatever my sister tells her to. The last straw for me was when she went got a BBL after I begged her not to. The shit is fucked up and our sex life started suffering.” Blaze ran everything down to her from the time she had the first surgery up until he presented her with the divorce papers. Things started to make more sense to her, and she understood why he wanted out.
“That’s insane. I know we have to be happy with our own bodies but, if your husband loves you the way you are, why change?”
“I don’t even know, but that’s my life. What about you? I’m surprised a nigga ain’t put a rock on your finger yet.”
“Honestly, I didn’t really date too much. My time was spent going to school and taking care of my daddy. I had a few flings but nothing serious.” It was Remi’s turn to tell him a little more about herself and her past. There really wasn’t much to tell, but she told it anyway.
“So, you and Mav were in a relationship before you moved away?”
“Yeah, we were, but I really didn’t have a lot of time for a serious relationship.”
“I see why that nigga was doing the most. Shit, I don’t blame him.” Blaze looked at her lustfully.
They made small talk as they ate and drank for a while. Afterwards, they went to a cigar bar for more drinks and relaxation. Blaze dropped off his grandmother some lottery tickets before he headed back to the Northshore to bring Remi home. Blaze didn’t want their night to end, but it was almost midnight when he pulled up to Remi’s house. She didn’t seem like she was in a hurry either by the way she sat there and made no move to get out. Blaze held her hand in his as they listened to waves crash up against the rocks onshore. It was peaceful and none of them were trying to ruin the moment. The ringing of Blaze’s phone killed their vibe, but he had to answer for Zita.
“Everything all good Cuz?” Blaze asked when he answered the phone.
“Yeah, Nana is sleep. I was just calling to tell you that I’m gonna stay the night so you don’t have to rush. I’m kinda tired.”
“Alright Cuz, I appreciate you. I’ll be there in a little while.”
“I guess my time is up,” Remi said as she reached for the handle of the door.
“Not if you don’t want it to be.”
Blaze looked over at her, and Remi got lost in his gaze. He pulled her over to sit on his lap, and she didn’t even try to object. When he leaned in to kiss her, she met him halfway. Everything that she told herself about him being a married man went out the window. Maybe her guilty conscience would show up the next morning because she didn’t feel an ounce of remorse as she tongue wrestled with him in the front seat of his truck.
Remi’s body stayed intertwined with his, as he got out of the truck and used her key to open the front door. They nevermade it beyond the living room, but nobody was complaining. They were like animals in heat as they hurriedly undressed each other in between kisses. Blaze took a minute to admire Remi’s natural curves before he pulled her close and turned her around to face the opposite direction. Remi moaned as he wrapped an arm around her neck and pushed her face first into the sofa. He bent down and gave her ass cheeks a soft kiss before smacking it and entering her slowly.
“Ummm,” they both moaned at the same time.
Blaze took his time, slowly entering her inch by inch until he filled her up. He took his time and slow stroked her, easing himself inside inch by inch. He was trying to let Remi feel her way through it and get adjusted to his size. Once she arched her back, he knew that she was ready for him to put in some work. Blaze grabbed the back of her neck with one hand and smacked Remi’s ass with the other.
“Ahh shit!”
Remi was screaming into a pillow, as Blaze blew her back out. Blaze was talking shit and he was just the kind that she liked. She hated a quiet lover. She wanted a nigga to beat it out the frame and talk mad shit while he was doing it.
Blaze grabbed her hands and held them behind her in the arresting position. He slapped her ass hard enough to leave a print while telling her exactly what he wanted.
“Fuck me back!”
He didn’t have to tell Remi twice. She threw it back at him and matched his movements. She lost control of her body as she slid back and forth along his length until her legs startedshaking. Blaze pulled out of her and replaced his dick with his mouth.
“Fuck! Yes!” Remi screamed as she climaxed and felt her body go limp. Her eyes rolled up in her head when Blaze sucked her clit up into his mouth, making her fall forward on the sofa.
“Nah, ain’t no sleep right now. Wake that ass up.”
Blaze slapped Remi hard on her ass cheek, but she was good. He almost made her tap out, but she was still standing. Now, it was Remi’s turn to show him that she could back up whatever she said. She sat him down on the edge of the sofa and crawled in between his legs. Blaze smirked, as Remi stuck her tongue out and teased the tip of his dick. He thought she was about to be prissy and lick around the head for a little while.
“Relax,” Remi whispered while pushing him back on the sofa.
Blaze smirked, as she got down lower and looked up at him. His eyes got wide when Remi spit on his dick to get it wet. In one swift gulp, she took him to the back of her throat. It happened so fast that Blaze didn’t even have time to react. He grabbed a handful of Remi’s short hair and held on tight.