Page 5 of Bound By Lust (Sinful Seven #2)

there for me

Jessica

Stomping down the hall to my room, I peek back at that fine mother fucker who’s holding onto the back of my sleeve and following behind me looking like a wounded damn puppy when I’m the one who’s had my feelings hurt, not him.

Yet this mother fucker dares just show the fuck up like that when he didn’t show up for me when I needed him annnnnnd left me on fucking read?

Ugh… I should have just left him on the streets where I found him.

I shouldn’t have brought him here, but in truth, I want to know…

I want closure before I send his ass packing.

I get up to my room, where I told him we had to meet because I refuse to let him dictate when or where we have the discussion. This will be on my time and I want to be in control of my environment in case I need to kick this lying mother fucker out.

I pull out my key and yank the door open, pissed, wanting to slam it on him, but he catches it and raises a brow at me before shutting the door behind him.

“Baby, I?—”

“I can’t believe you just show up out of nowhere trying to run shit and throwing niggas around like that when yo’ ass should have been groveling to me for missing my game!” I curl my lip, rounding out on him, not even letting him get a word out.

“You’re right, Little Baby. I?—”

“And why the hell has it been mother fucking days since I seen you or heard from you? While you have the fucking au-damn-dacity to have a bitch working for you that would not let me inside your place?! Who the fuck do you think I am, F-RANK!!!” I walk up on him, muffing his head and curling my lip, pissed.

“I completely agree, so I ki… I mean fi?—”

“I waited for you!” I grit out.

“I’ve been a bad boy, Little Baby. You should tie me up and sit on my face until I get that act right…” He pouts with that sexy ass deep voice, sending shivers down my spine as he makes my pussy clench for him. I scowl, pissed at her betrayal, but high-key understanding.

“I’on see how you can stand there and make a joke out of this shit when I’m being very fucking for real!” I snap and he stays quiet, cocking his head to the side.

“Joking?”

“Frank don’t fucking play. You’re about zero point one seconds away from that homegirl domestic violence meme!

Where the fuck were you?” I fume, asking him out of nowhere when that’s not even what I want to ask.

Hell, I shouldn’t even have him up here, but…

like hell I’ma let this nigga fuck me with a horn and think I’m not gon’ raise some hell!

“Oh, so you’re ready to listen now?” he growls and chills spread over my body as his sexy, wide, pink lips tilt up in a smile before he licks them, making me sputter and look away because I can already sense myself softening up.

“F-Frank, if you’re not going to answer me, then g-get the hell out,” I mutter halfheartedly, facing the ground, when he comes up behind me and hugs me, kissing my neck.

“Baby mama, you know I would never do something to intentionally hurt you,” he voices, hands rubbing my belly as his tongue glides over my neck, forcing me to hold in a moan, seriously giving me pause.

“B-baby mama?! I’m insulted!” I sneer, high key losing my mother fucking mind. Bitch, get the fuck away from this fine ass dude right the fuck now!

“But I hear your tummy rumbling and,” he pauses and dips his hands into my tights, past my panties, and smacks his long, slender hand against my sopping wet pussy, embarrassingly creating a sloshing sound as he grunts, pushing my legs open as he forces three fingers inside my pussy, massaging my walls.

“This pussy wet like it’s begging for my babies to be dripping out of you. ” Oh my Lord…

“I… uhm… UGNNNN!” I arch my back, gasping for breath, shaking. Mayday! Mayday! Mayday! “W-where… ughn…” He kisses my neck, sucking hard, grinding his dick on my ass while squeezing my titty. “Wh-where we-were y-you?”

“Would you trust me if I told you I was sleeping the whole time, wife?” He lifts my shirt, pinching my nipple and thumbing my clit ring, grunting in my ear as he forces me back against his hard dick, causing goosebumps to spread all over my body.

“F-f-fuck no!” I roll my eyes at his blatant lie, heart thumping in my chest. “Wh-who th-the f-fa-fuck do you th-think I am, Fr-Frank Metchie?” I pant and he grunts, licking the back of my neck, sucking hard than a mother fucker, biting it so hard I know I’ll have a mark there.

I should be pissed off. I should be cursing him out.

I should be throwing a tantrum and demanding he explain himself, so why the fuck am I spreading my legs and letting him play with my pussy?

“Fuck, Little Baby, you say my name so prettily. I missed it and the way this pussy speaks to me. Listen to it,” he pants, fingering me harder, and my heart skips a beat.

This nigga really playing with my pussy and grinding his dick on me when I just broke up with him. Ugh, why is he so fucking toxic?!

“F-Frank Metchie, I hate you.”

“Oh yeah?” he grunts, roughly stuffing a fourth finger into my pussy. “Tell your demon daddy why you hate him so much, baby.”

“B-because you missed my game,” I whimper, grinding on his fingers.

“Shame on me, princess... I’ll eat this pussy like dessert, and I swear I’ll make it up to you. Just take that break up shit back. Not that I’ll even let you stand on business about it, anyway.”

“No, a-and I’ll st-stand on business. We are broken up.” I bite my lip and he chuckles deeply, making my chest vibrate as he runs a thumb over my pierced clit. My heart races as I hold back a moan, trying to have some type of fucking resolve, but fuck I missed him. I missed him so much.

His smell, his tongue, his voice, his presence… and he’s here now, which is what’s important to me, but I want to know where he was, and it’s clouding my brain. “You and I are done,” I moan trying to push him away, but his hand that’s cupping my titty glides up to my neck, tapping it.

“Jessica, you are playing a dangerous game right now. You know that Little baby? Are you trying to make me angry?”

“And what if I am?” I moan. “You hurt my feelings. Why should I care if I make you mad?” I glance behind at him, and he goes still.

“Oh, so an eye for an eye? Is that what the fuck you want to do, Jessica?” he pulls his fingers out of me, grasping my face with my pussy juice on his hand. “You really think I’m going to let you even dream of even leaving me?”

“ Let me dream?”

“Exactly, let you dream . Because like I said, we not standing on business about that.”

“You can’t tell me what to do,” I snap, shaking.

“Since when?”

“S-since we broke up!” I stomp my foot, and he smirks.

“Adorable…” he drops to his knees and I sway on my feet, a bit tipsy. He lifts my leg, placing it on his shoulder, and he uses something to cut the crotch on my leggings, leaving me to gape at him.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” I growl, trying to shove him back, but he grabs my ass, shoving my pussy in his face.

“Apologizing like a good boy should,” he groans, deeply kissing my pussy while looking up at me and I hate it… I hate how much I want him… I hate how much I want this. Just looking at him down on his knees has me rubbing against his face, ready to fucking fold because my man my man my man…

“Your weak ass apologies ain’t going to be enough!” I jerk away, but he smacks my ass and I almost buckle from the pleasure that overcomes me, but I lock them knees because I have to show him this coochie don’t speak for me.

“Yell all you want, Jessica, but stay the fuck still,” he demands, looking up at me.

“You really think I’m going to listen to y—” Suddenly, he’s picking me up and flipping me on the bed and the onto my stomach, shoving his face so far up my pussy that my toes ball up.

“I- ugnn, ha… ugn… fuck you,” I pant, lifting my ass up.

“You said an eye for an eye, huh?” He smacks my ass hard, causing my pussy to splatter cum everywhere and I’m ashamed… honestly it’s been so long… but I shouldn’t be going down like this. I should have more willpower than this.

I swallow, groaning as he slurps my pussy up, gently massaging my asshole by rubbing circles around it, making me pant before easing up. My pussy clenches like a vice grip, creaming all, looking down at the bed that’s already soaked from how much I want this ghosting mother fucker.

“UGHN!” I pant, arching my back and biting my lip, stomach quivering with pleasure.

Shit… it’s good. Too good, honestly, to the point I’m losing my mind.

“F-Frank s-stop!” I moan, trying to hold on tight to my resolve, but this man know how to eat the fuck out of some pussy and it should be illegal.

“Shhhh, you’re too loud little baby,” he grunts and I nod.

“Okay, Daddy, I’ll be qu—” Wait a damn minute.

My eye pops open and I try to remember who the fuck I am and why I’m mad, but immediately I feel that long ass tongue slither inside me and it’s like my brain just shuts the fuck off.

“OH FUUUUCCCKKKK!” I whimper as he eats my pussy, smacking and grunting like he’s eating a delicious meal.

“Fuck, how does your pussy taste better and better every time I eat it? Fuck I don’t know how I didn’t die without this pussy in my mouth.”

“FUCK!!” I shudder out, heart thundering in my chest when he sits up behind me and grip my braids, fisting them mother fuckers in his hand. He yanks me back so that my back is arched and he squeezes my titty before placing his lips on mine.

“Little Baby, I’m going to apologize all night.

I’m so fucking sorry for missing your game,” he groans.

“I’m so,” he kisses my lips. “Fucking,” he groans and I whimper as the ring from the tip of his dick rub against my piercing.

“Sorry!” He power drives in my pussy, forcing me to moan when I feel my insides make way for his big ass dick inside of me, but bitch there’s no fucking room!

I cry out, wheezing as he holds my ass in place, fucking me. My ass bounces like basketballs from how hard he’s fucking me. He rocks into my shit, wrapping his fist around my braids tighter.

“Fuck, this pussy never ceases to amaze me. Three whole days I slept without diving in!” He plows into my pussy, causing juices to fly everywhere, asl his dick reaches another realm in my pussy.

I want to protest. I want to smack the fuck out of him, but on God, his dick is suffocating the fuck out of me from the inside. I can’t breathe, reason, or be mad.

“FRANK!” I cry out.

“Nah, say that stupid shit you were saying earlier, Jessica,” he mocks, smacking my ass so hard I know his handprint will remain permanent in my skin for days and the idea alone has me creaming all over him.

“I… I w?—”

“Oh, did you forget? Huh, Little Baby,” he teases as he slams into me.

“You forget about telling Daddy you hate him? You forgot you said you were breaking up with me?” he growls so low and deep I wonder if he’s even human.

“Do you?” He grasps my throat from the back.

“Really think,” he growls in my ear. “I’ll ever fucking let you go?

” He smashes so deep into my pussy from the back a bitch go blind.

“AHHHH UUUUUGGGNNNN OOOOHHHH FUCKKKKK YESSSS! FUCK ME LIKE YOU HATE ME, BABY! PLEASE MORE! YESSSSS!” I scream, heart damn near about to give out from how hard it’s working to keep up with the way this mother fucker knocking the Mario coins out of me.

“Jessica, Jessica, fucking Jessica, you drive me crazy. I would never… fuck, Daddy would never leave you. I would never let you go and hurt you. Believe me,” he growls like a monster, making me wonder if I went insane.

I must have lost my fucking mind! I gasp, tightening around him, lungs at capacity.

Mind gone, my ears hear a silent beep, and as I open my eyes, glancing back and looking deep into his hypnotizing gaze, that has me faltering when I see literal fire in his eyes.

“Jessica baby,” he pants with pain and desire laced in his words, kissing me desperately and demandingly yet at the same time, the kisses are sweet and full of promises.

Even though I’m mad at him… even though he hurt me, I want them all. Every unspoken oath that painful gaze is throwing at me while he beats my back in has me clamoring for more.

“FRRAAAAANNNKKKK!” I choke out as he slams into me and somehow flips me onto my back, sliding his tongue into my mouth. I don’t give a fuck how pissed I am, I’ma suck it. I slurp it into my mouth, sucking like it’s his dick, making him grunt and pulse inside me.

The nastiest part is his eyes remain open the entire time, staring deep in my soul, lighting me up as he forcefully rails me, grunting with every thrust while holding my ass tight.

“Fuck!” he grunts, slurping his tongue out of my mouth and curling his lip with hell in his eyes.

“You have some fucking nerve,” he drawls, slamming into me, voice booming and shaking the windows, and it’s like the cold air around us ceases as anger contorts his beautiful face.

“You? Done with me?” he whispers, but he might as well be the Ying Yang Twins at how loud he sounds in my ear.

“Frank, I?—”

“I…” he glances down at me with pain in his eyes. “I will never let you go,” he pants, grinding my insides as I reach back, gasping for breath. I clench around him, desperately needing more, but to my dismay, he stares down at me.

“Jessica, baby, I’m sorry.” He looks down at me with emotion in his eyes and I swallow even though my mouth is dry as fuck right now.

“I… I don’t want t-to hear it. Just finish fucking me a-and move,” I seethe, still hurt, but he stares down at me with serious eyes, holding me tighter.

“No.”

“I said finish fucking me and get the fuck off!” I yell, but he shakes his head.

“If letting you cum means the end of us, then I’ll never let you cum,” he mutters, and I smack my lips trying to get the fuck up.

“Whatever. You can do what you want, but it ain’t changing shit. We are do— Uggnnnn!” I bite my lip, arching my back as he thrusts slow, long, and deep inside of me as he holds me down, leaving me no room to move because he’s strong as fuck.

“Fine, I’ll do what I want and when you’re ready, please let me explain,” his voice is riddled with emotion, and I frown.

“F-fuck you,” I spit out with venom, and he pulls out, making my eyes cross.

“Baby, that mouth of yours is going to get you in so much fucking trouble one day,” he warns.

“Fuck. You,” I spit, not caring what the fuck he has to say.

“Oh, I plan on it. I’ll fuck you until you’re ready to listen.” He grips my legs and slams hard into me, knocking the good sense the lord gave me out of my body. “Hold on, Little Baby. Daddy has to apologize. Then… then I’ll set this shit straight with you.”

“Do your worst, asshole,” I sneer and he throws his head back, laughing.

“With pleasure.”