I was still standing there, taking in every moment of the festivities that I could. My dick was rock-solid hard, and even though I didnât feel good about watching, my feet wouldnât move.
Scorpio knew she had my attention. And once the head job was over, she straddled Shaneâs lap to ride him. Her rhythm was on key with his, and that kind of connection came only with constant practice. After being ridden very well, Shane decided to step it up a notch. He aggressively turned Scorpio on her stomach. She laid her head on the pillow and hiked her nicely shaped ass up a bit so he could straddle her from behind. That was one of my favorite positions with her. I loved to watch her ass smack against my thighs, and the feel of her insides was like no other. I shot the remainder of the Rémy down my throat and squeezed my eyes together. When I opened them, I witnessed Shane tearing it up. Both of their bodies dripped with sweat, and enjoyment showed on their faces. Scorpio gave me one last look and then turned her head to the other side. Her moans got louder, and that was when I walked away from the door. I went into the guest room and closed the door. Feeling awfully horny, I stripped naked and made my way to the shower. I turned on the cold water and let it run down on me for as long as I could. Once my dick calmed down, I got in bed. I wanted to make love to Nokea so badly that I thought about saying to hell with this case and going home. Instead, I reached for the phone and called her again. This time, she didnât pick up until at least the fifth or sixth ring.
âDid I wake you again?â I asked.
âNo. I canât sleep.â
âThen what took you so long to answer the phone?â
âI was sitting outside on the balcony, thinking.â
âGood thoughts or bad thoughts?â
âIâd rather not say.â
âWell, I was lying here thinking, too. My thoughts were good, though. Would you like for me to tell you how good they were?â
âIâm almost one hundred percent sure that I know what your thoughts were all about.â
I cracked a tiny smile, as my wife knew me all too well. âYeah, they were about making love to you, but thatâs because I miss you. Donât you miss me?â
âOf course I do, Jaylin. I just wish like hell you would have listened to me, thatâs all. More than anything, Iâm seriously worried.â
âThereâs nothing for you to worry about. I promise to work this out, and from now on, whatever you say goes. Okay?â
Nokea chuckled. âYeah, right. The man I married doesnât listen to anybody. And even though what you said sounds really good, I know better. You listen to no one.â
Nokeaâs chuckle made me smile again. âNaw, for real. I wouldnât lie to you. I swear. From this moment on, I will listen to everything you tell me to do.â
âJaylin, you are just saying that because your behind is in hot water. Besides, I donât want a husband who takes orders. Iâd like for you to compromise with me and not run off like you did. If you can promise me that, then weâll be okay.â
âI promise,â I said, yawning.
âGood. Now get some rest and hurry back home. I need you.â
I placed my hand over my dick. âShit, I need you, tooâbadder than a motherfucka. You should see and feel how hard my dick is. A liâl dirty talk to your husband sure would be nice.â
âDo I look or sound like a phone sex specialist to you?â
âYou are a phone sex specialist. But your services are for my pleasure only. Besides, donât be on this phone pretending like that thang ainât over there wet and missing me, woman.â
Nokea chuckled again. âAs a matter of fact, itâs dry as a bone.â
âWell, as soon as I see you, you better believe Iâm gonâ take care of that little problem for you. I wish that I could
S. Ravynheart, S.A. Archer
Stephen G. Michaud, Roy Hazelwood