Page 2 of Breeze and Melodie

“Mmm, shit!”

With each swipe of his tongue, his absence from the grand opening was wiped from my mind. I became lost in pleasure and ecstasy, cumming hard and fast, and covering his face with my juices.

As I caught my breath, Sean stood and pushed his pants down. His thick, veiny dick caught my eyes, and I became anxious for what was in store. He lifted his shirt over his head, and I sat up to do the same, tossing it to the side.

He grabbed his dick and stroked himself. “You ready for this dick?”

I nodded and urged, “Hurry up and get a rubber.”

“Nah, let me feel that pussy.”

“You know I’m not on birth control.”

“It’s cool, baby. I’ll pull?—”

I shook my head adamantly. “No, Sean. I’m not risking getting pregnant by you.”

“You act like it would be a bad thing. We’ve been together for damn near a year. You don’t wanna have my baby?”

“I only want to have my husband’s baby, and the last time I checked, we weren’t married or planning to get married.”

“I gotta wait until we’re married to feel your pussy raw?”

I sighed as my pussy dried up. “You need to wrap it up.”

“C’mon, Mel. I’ve waited long enough.”

“Are we really doing this right now?” I scooted to the top of the bed and got a condom from the drawer of the bedside table, throwing it at his chest. “Put it on, or we can try this again some other time.”

The condom had bounced off his chest and fallen to the bed. At this point, he’d stopped stroking himself and his dick was well on its way to going limp. He looked at the condom, then back at me, before angrily snatching his sweats from the floor.

“Are you serious right now?”

“I’m not in the mood.”

He finished getting dressed as I watched him in disbelief. I couldn’t believe he was leaving and was speechless for a moment.

“You’re really leaving?”

“I said I’m not in the mood. I’ll hit you up tomorrow.”

“You still gon’ have to wrap up, so if that’s gon’ be a problem moving forward, you ain’t even gotta call.”

He didn’t respond as he headed to the door. Before he left, he turned around. “I treat you better than I’ve treated any woman I’ve been with, and this is the thanks I get. Maybe it’s time for me to switch it up.”

Before I could respond, he was gone.

“Why don’tyou look happy? Today was a big day,” my younger sister, Raine, said.

“What was up with Mel today?”

“What do you mean?”

“Her mood was off, and she spent half the day looking at her phone.”

“Oh.” She rolled her eyes. “Sean was supposed to be here, and if you didn’t notice, he wasn’t.”

The grand opening for Black Reign ended about an hour ago, and I was still in awe of what we’d accomplished over the last year. Everyone had left except Raine, her husband, Shyne, and me.

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