Page 11 of War
“You did what?” Eli glared at her. “Why? I didn’t ask you to get involved, Simone.”
Simone felt Eli’s words to her core. She hated how he could still impact her as if nothing ever happened. “You were dragging your feet so I felt confronting Faith would speed up everything,” she stood her ground, “I don’t regret it.”
Eli understood Faith’s actions even more. He felt silly getting angry at his wife when she was pushed to the brink of explosion. He would make it up to her when he arrived home. “Of course you didn’t,” Eli walked up to her and cornered Simone against the sink, “don’t pull that shit again.”
Simone smelled Eli’s spicy cologne and felt a sudden dampness in her panties. Eli was so damn hot when he was pissed off. Even though he didn’t look like himself, Simone felt her knees buckle and warmth travel through her body.
“What are you doing?” Simone giggled as she washed dishes.
“Helping you,” Eli nibbled on the small of her neck and wrapped his arms around her, “I want to make sure you get everything nice and clean.”
“Nice and clean, huh?” Simone turned to her boyfriend. “I don’t see you getting all soapy and wet?”
Eli dipped his hands into the sink full of water and covered Simone’s as she scrubbed a plate. “There,” he nibbled her earlobe, “I’m helping you clean.”
Simone felt Eli’s erection press against her cheeks and she wiggled her ass. “Is that all?”
“Maybe,” Eli took his soapy hands and trailed them along Simone’s arms. He reached in front of her jean shorts and pulled them down. He slid a hand inside her pink panties and found how hot she was for him. “I’m going to fuck you,” he whispered.
Simone could only nod as she heard Eli unbuckle his jeans and the faint sound of foil ripped open. Eli softly bit each of her cheeks before he spread her legs apart and pushed two fingers inside. “You can keep cleaning, baby,” he moaned.
Simone held onto the kitchen sink as Eli’s fingers penetrated her from behind. Her sex quivered around his thick fingers; his thumb circling her clit. She whimpered and gasped as he changed his tempo from hard to achingly slow. “I…can’t…clean.” She breathed.
“Am I distracting you?” He whispered while he continued to play with her. “You want to come all over my fingers, Moni?” He stroked her faster.
Simone clenched the sink as hard as she could. Her body rode Eli’s fingers in the tempo he wanted. Her breath was stolen, her body shook, and Simone could only grunt and moan her appreciation.
The orgasm came hard and fast, shocking her still. She fell against Eli’s body and breathed hard through her nose as he removed his fingers. She heard the faint sound of a condom wrapper opening and Simone was suddenly bent over the sink.
Eli pushed inside her and pulled her back up to his level. He clasped one hand around her throat while the other hand remained on her waist. His jeans were around his ankles and he still wore his Timbs while “U” by H.E.R. played in the background.
Simone gasped and her eyes widened as she felt all of Eli inside her. His strokes were deep, hard, and fast. “Choke me harder, baby.” She breathed.
“Like this?” Eli squeezed more around her throat and Simone nodded. “You like it when I choke you, huh?”
“Yes, Daddy.” She whimpered.
“Simone.”
Simone blinked, shaking the memory away. Eli was still in front of her and she could smell his spicy cologne. “You will not speak to my wife ever again.”
“Is that a threat?”
“It’s a promise,” he backed away, “I’m not having discord between you two because of something I did years ago. You don’t have to like each other but you will not disrespect my name.”
“Speaking of being disrespectful,” Simone began, “I received notice you wanted a DNA test.”
