Page 22 of Certified To Handle You 2

I pushed him off me and grabbed his phone before he could even react, and when I looked back at him, I could tell he already knew he was full of shit.

“I’m ‘bout to answer it,” I said.

He ain’t like that, but I ain’t care. I answered it and put it on speaker, watchin’ him the whole time.

“Hello?” Reni said.

I kept my eyes on him, waitin’ on him to say somethin’. He was constantly tellin’ me he was gon’ kill Couture, but Reni was still callin’ his phone.

“Aye,” he answered, still lookin’ at me.

“Where you at? You said you was comin’ over earlier.”

“Yeah. I’mma hit you back.”

I hung up before she could say somethin’ else and tossed the phone at him, then got up out the bed, my body sore as hell.

“See…” I laughed under my breath.

“‘Nelle… I’m not fuckin’ Reni. I swear on my mama.”

“It’s cool,” I said, grabbin’ my dress. “You ain’t gotta explain shit to me. We not together.”

“What? Girl, you not goin’ nowhere,” he said, walkin’ toward me.

I ignored him and got dressed, even though my feelin’s was all over the place.

At the end of the day… I was wrong too.

And we both knew it.

‘LoLux Estate

“Fuck, baby,” I moaned as I rocked my hips faster, ridin’ Kay’Lo’s dick in the driver’s seat while he kept one arm wrapped around me, holdin’ me so tight against his chest that I could feel every rough breath he took.

“Mmmhhmm…” he groaned against my skin while suckin’ my nipple, his chin brushin’ across my titty and sendin’ chills all over my body.

He pulled me down harder on him, meetin’ every roll of my hips with a deep thrust that made my toes curl against the leather seat.Every time I thought he couldn’t sink any deeper in me, he did, and the low growls rumblin’ out his chest only made me rock my hips even harder, slammin’ my pussy on him.

After Kay’Lo and Renza pulled up to where me and ‘Nelle was at bein’ messy, I decided to mind my damn business and let them figure it out. ’Cause at the end of the day, I was tired of bein’ in the middle of they bullshit when they was gon’ end up right back under each other anyway.

Me and Kay’Lo was finally livin’ the life we used to lay awake prayin’ for. I wasn’t about to let nobody else’s drama come in and disturb the peace we fought so damn hard to build.

Once Kay’Lo beat his case, it was like we could finally breathe again. The weight we’d been carryin’ for years had disappeared, and for the first time in a long time, we wasn’t just survivin’. We was really enjoyin’ each other.

My man had always been one hell of a husband, but after everything we endured together, he loved me different. He paid attention to the lil’ shit. He cherished me different. He looked at me like losin’ me was never gon’ be an option again.

And the sex…

Lord, that shit was on a whole different level.

It wasn’t just about wantin’ each other no more. It was damn near like we couldn’t get enough of each other. Every kiss lasted longer. Every touch carried more hunger. Every chance we got to be alone, this nigga had his hands on me, and I damn sure wasn’t complainin’ ‘cause I wanted him just as bad. It was like every year we stayed married made us more obsessed with each other instead of less. And the sex got more addictive the longer we stayed married.

At this point in our marriage, I was havin’ the best damn time with my husband, and a bitch wasn’t ashamed to admit it. Anytime My’Love wasn’t home, we turned our mansion into our own lil’ playground.

One minute I’d be in the kitchen tryna cook, and the next, Kay’Lo would be behind me with his hands all over my body, his lips draggin’ slow across my neck until I couldn’t rememberwhat the hell I was supposed to be makin’. Before I knew it, I’d be laid out across the island with my legs spread wide while he took his time lickin’ whipped cream, chocolate, or whatever the hell I was tryna make for dessert from my pussy. By the time he got through with me, every pot on the stove would’ve been forgotten, ‘cause Kay’Lo always had a way of turnin’ my body into his own personal buffet.

Other times we’d end up outside by the pool after dark with the water glowin’ while music played low through the backyard. Kay’Lo would be stretched out on one of the floats with a blunt in one hand and a cup of somethin’ brown in the other, lookin’ fine as hell while the water carried us wherever it wanted. I’d be between his legs with my hair fallin’ over my shoulders while I teased and licked all over his dick, lettin’ the float drift from one end of the pool to the other