Chasing His Muse

“Nikki… hurry up, I’m hungry.” He called out from the kitchen.

“Give me five, babe.” I was finishing off my looks, and putting on my body lotion.

“Hey, beautiful. Come, let’s go.” He squeezed my ass as I slapped his hand and laughed.

“You can pick the restaurant, I’m good either way. I’ll be eating salads for dinner from now on.” I told him as we get in the car.

“Mm… ok let’s get some Italian. Then we go to the grocery store.” He kissed me and started to drive off.

Dinner was great, we talked more and became at ease with our conversation. I envied him for getting the lasagna, it looked delicious. But I was keeping my salad and eat it dryly.

We were getting my groceries when someone called out Brenton’s name. He immediately groaned and pulled me closer possessively.

Shit! The voluptuous red-haired bitch is here!

What was she trying to do? We were in public, we didn’t want to make a scene.

“Brenton honey. How are you? Are you feeling better?” She was fidgeting her feet and asked him.

The hell, is she playing innocent here?

Not after what Hellen told me about her. I got to fight for my man, Hellen taught me that. I knew she was bad news. I got to get her claws from him. 

Brenton was about to answer her. When I put my finger on his lips, and shake my head no.

“He’s good, Marcie is it? Hellen told me about you, so did Brenton. He will be even better when we got home later on, and I will take care of him. You better go to your lover now Marcie, since Brenton is not yours anymore. He is mine, as I am his. Goodbye Marcie, and have a nice evening.” I told her with a low threatening voice. I could see her eyes wide, shocked at me.

“Brenton, you seriously take this lean bitch over me? I’ve got better body than hers. All she’s got is a nasty mouth.” She was seriously fuming at me, I could see the red creeping from her neck to her face.

Brenton was tugging my arms telling me to go, and just leave her be. But I was not having it.

“Marcie honey, you never underestimate what this lean bitch’s body can do to Brenton. I’ve fucked him to hell and back far better than what you can do to his, with all your love handles hanging everywhere.” I told her with a loud whisper.

“And as for my nasty mouth, it has brought far more pleasure to Brenton’s, than that little pout you call a mouth. Come, love, let’s fuck all over the house, I’m so fucking turn on by this encounter.”

I left her in the canned goods section, her jaw opened, her face was red fuming at me. While Brenton was kissing my cheek, and wrapping his arm on my waist.

He got to the register and paid for the goods as I was still fuming, looking out for Marcie just in case she decided to retaliate. I relaxed when we finally got in the car, and let myself breathe.

“Fuck Nikki, I’m so fucking hard right now. I never knew you had it in you! Buckle up baby, we’re going to fuck all over the house apparently.” His words made me laughed.

We got to his place and put the groceries away. Then he was behind me in no time. Trailing his tattooed arms around me.

“So where do we start? I wanted to be fuck to hell and back, by this lean body of yours baby.” He grinds me from behind, showing me how hard he was.

“I never knew meeting your ex, can make me so fucking horny Brenton, touch me, baby. I’m so fucking wet already.” I turned to face him. And trail kisses to his tattooed neck, unbuttoning his shirt, licking his chest, touching his pierced nipples. Licking it, sucking it, making him tilt his head back closing his eyes, enjoying my touches.

Keeping my dirty slutty words flowing to his ears. He roughly pushed me down to the couch and stripped himself naked making me see all his tattooed goodness. I was about to strip when he shakes his head no.

O… okay…

I smiled at him sexily, as he crawled his way above me. Taking my top off slowly with his hand, and lowered himself to take off my jeans, with a little struggle but he managed. Leaving me in my lace underwear.

He kissed me roughly and flipped me, with my ass facing him. He squeezes my ass, bitting, nibbling on my neck then lower to my back. Making me moaned his name. I begged him to touch me, but he never did. As he played his little game teasing me.

“Can I slap your ass baby?” He asked hoarsely, nibbling on my waists just above my ass cheek.

“Yes, fuck Brent yes… touch me already.” I could feel him smile behind me as he smacked my ass. “Fuck so good. Again. Fuck me, Brenton.” I whimpered under him as he smacked the other side.

“Damn Nicolette, so fucking sexy babe. Let me touch you now, and let me fuck you with my mouth.” He flipped me again, lowering me to the edge of the couch. He kneels on the floor, with my thigh between his head. He caresses my thighs lovingly, while he discarded my panties, and dipped his tongue in me. Taking me higher and higher until I was done, shattered to pieces as his mouth kept on licking and sucking me dry.

“Fuck enough Brent, I’m done.” But he pulled me down to the plush carpet and spread me wide open for his view. He laughed as I blushed at what he did.

“Nicolette love, I’ve seen it all it’s adorable when you still blushed at our sex activities. Your beautiful Nikki.” He lowered his tattooed self down on me, kissing and licking my neck down to my tits, while I arched my back giving him more.

Damn! He’s turning me into, a sex-crazed person.

He looked at me with lust, as he tore the foil and put on the condom, then pushed himself in me hard. “Fuck Nikki! So tight. Don’t clench not yet baby. Fuck!” He bites my nipple playfully, making me moan, then he started thrusting in and out.

“You’re so fucking wet babe. I love that I’m making you this horny Nikki.” He kept on saying his dirty words at me, as I wrapped my legs around his tattooed body, keeping him deeper in me. “Fuck, like that Nikki grip me tight. I coming babe, fuck! So fucking good.”

I took my leg to his shoulder, while pushed deeper above me. He thrust a couple of more time until he climaxed, and his moves became sloppy. Then slumped beside me, spent.

“Give me ten Nikki, we’re gunning for the walls and the kitchen counter after this.” He told me between breaths, while I snuggle in closer to his tattooed arms, and rest my cheek on his chest, and laughed at him.

“I can’t seem to get enough of you Brenton. With our sex drive, I should go to the doctor and get an implant. It’s less hassle than putting out condoms, on each corner of the house.” I told him with my sleepy voice. Then we both drifted off to sleep, in the middle of the living room.