Too Naughty

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Authors: Brenda Hampton
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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 didn’t feel good about watching, my feet wouldn’t move.
    Scorpio knew she had my attention. And once the head job was over, she straddled Shane’s 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 didn’t pick up until at least the fifth or sixth ring.
    â€œDid I wake you again?” I asked.
    â€œNo. I can’t sleep.”
    â€œThen what took you so long to answer the phone?”
    â€œI was sitting outside on the balcony, thinking.”
    â€œGood thoughts or bad thoughts?”
    â€œI’d rather not say.”
    â€œWell, I was lying here thinking, too. My thoughts were good, though. Would you like for me to tell you how good they were?”
    â€œI’m almost one hundred percent sure that I know what your thoughts were all about.”
    I cracked a tiny smile, as my wife knew me all too well. “Yeah, they were about making love to you, but that’s because I miss you. Don’t you miss me?”
    â€œOf course I do, Jaylin. I just wish like hell you would have listened to me, that’s all. More than anything, I’m seriously worried.”
    â€œThere’s nothing for you to worry about. I promise to work this out, and from now on, whatever you say goes. Okay?”
    Nokea chuckled. “Yeah, right. The man I married doesn’t listen to anybody. And even though what you said sounds really good, I know better. You listen to no one.”
    Nokea’s chuckle made me smile again. “Naw, for real. I wouldn’t lie to you. I swear. From this moment on, I will listen to everything you tell me to do.”
    â€œJaylin, you are just saying that because your behind is in hot water. Besides, I don’t want a husband who takes orders. I’d like for you to compromise with me and not run off like you did. If you can promise me that, then we’ll be okay.”
    â€œI promise,” I said, yawning.
    â€œGood. Now get some rest and hurry back home. I need you.”
    I placed my hand over my dick. “Shit, I need you, too—badder than a motherfucka. You should see and feel how hard my dick is. A li’l dirty talk to your husband sure would be nice.”
    â€œDo I look or sound like a phone sex specialist to you?”
    â€œYou are a phone sex specialist. But your services are for my pleasure only. Besides, don’t be on this phone pretending like that thang ain’t over there wet and missing me, woman.”
    Nokea chuckled again. “As a matter of fact, it’s dry as a bone.”
    â€œWell, as soon as I see you, you better believe I’m gon’ take care of that little problem for you. I wish that I could

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