Thug Noire

Chapter V

We just stared at each other for a minute before I rolled my eyes.

"I'm waitin'" I said with a smack of my lips, feeling that prim and proper side I've developed over the years going out the window because I had a feeling that I wasn't about to like these answers.

Ignoring my change in attitude, he laid back beside on the headboard and started talking.

"I'm was that way to you and ignoring you to stop from hurtin' you and vice versa."

"You think I would hurt you??" I asked shocked and a little offended.

"Hold on mamii, let a nigga finish," he said. "And for you to feel like I was treating you like another bitch on the street....I'm sorry, you know I don't want you feeling like that when you and I both know you ain't shit like them bitches."

"I didn't want you up there seeing me in that nasty ass place with me in one of them jumpsuit. Plus I heard how the guards would fuck with some of the females that was tryna go see their nigga." I gave him a what the fuck look and Ny just nodded his head. "And that shit wasn't about to happen to you. You know I would kill a nigga now if they laid a hand on you," Nyree told me with this killer look in his eyes.

Is it weird that I think he looked sexy as hell when he looking at me like that?

"Mamii, you don't know how many times I had to stop myself from writin' you back and you don't know how many times I got cussed out by mama for ignorin' you too," he said with a chuckle. "But if I didn't ignore you, you would've brought yo ass up there." Nyree gave me a knowing look.

I just shook my head and smiled.

"What about all the letters I sent you? What you do with them?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Oh,you mean all 211 of dem that you sent in a 2 year period?" He asked with a chuckle standing up going to the closet.

"Yea nigga!" I said chuckling myself when I realize how crazy it was because he never sent me one back. You would have thought a bitch would just have stopped writing a nigga but i guess a bitch was determined. After freshman year of college when I was 17, I just gave up trying and decided to become a defense attorney.

When I saw him come out with a small duffle bag, I sat up put my feet on the floor.

"I kept every last one of them,"Nyree said before he came around to my side and gave me the duffle bag.

In the bag was the letters I sent with rubber bands on them and were numbered keep them in order. I felt my eyes start to water up but I blink them back. I couldn't keep crying all the goddamn time. Why my ass always go to be do damn sensitive?

As always Nyree notices when I getting worked up and tries to make me feel better. He got on his knees between my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed before wrapping a arm around my waist. Lifting my chin up, he said, 'You know I never wanted to hurt you mamii' before kissing my chin, both cheeks, forehead, nose, than finally my lips that had me moaning instantly.

I wrapped my legs around his back and arms around his neck deepening the kissed. I felt myself being raised up and placed on the middle of the bed. Nyree's smooth thick tongue made love to my mouth slowly making me wetter by the second. I felt one of his hands massaging on my bare thigh when he started kissing and nibbling on my neck and the moan that came out if my mouth sounded more of like a plea then anything.

"Shit Nyree," was all I could say as I felt my body starting to heat up.

He brought his mouth back to mine and started playing with my tongue again. I unwrapped my legs from around his waist and felt Ny cup both my legs at the knee and bring them towards my chest and I instantly felt my pussy opening up then I felt his semi-hard dick pressed at my entrance through the shorts.