The Saint & The Sinner

CHAPTER 24

Armani

     I heard a big ass bang and my heart sank to my ass. I screamed, and turned around as fast as I could covering my face. I was scared shitless. I saw a light come on, and I uncovered my face to see DeAngelo. My heart was racing fast as hell. I walked over to him, and slapped the shit out of him.
     "What the fuck ! Were you really about to fuckin' shoot me ? What was that for Dee ?!" He stood there and put his gun on safety.
     "Man what you mean ? I walk in my house with glass and shit all over the place what was I suppose to do ? I thought somebody was robbing my shit ! And if I wanted to shoot you I would have. I shot the fuckin' wall as planned." He is fucking STUPID.
     "Nigga the lights are on. If someone wanted to rob you they would do it in the dark, and it wasn't even that much glass on the floor for you to even think someone was robbing you okay !" I yelled back at his paranoid ass. It's time to most definitely move out.
     "Why the fuck is that shit everywhere ? And why is there red rooster on the floor ?" I rolled my eyes charging back upstairs.
     "I bought Louisiana and I need hot sauce for my chicken. I shook the fuckin' hot sauce and your damn top fell off and that shit got in my eye. I tried to grab on to something because I couldn't see. Long story short I broke a couple pieces of glass tryna get to water." Crazy ? I know.
     "You had water in your damn hand, why didn't you throw that shit on your face ?" He's trying to be funny and it's gonna get him hurt.
     "I dropped it when your hot sauce got in my eye stupid ass." I yelled.
     "All I know is yo 'stupid ass' need to clean this shit up !" I rolled my eyes.
     "What do you think I'm trying to do. If you didn't have the broom and shit hidden it would be cleaned up already."
     "Hidden ? That shit is in the bathroom." He said in a matter of fact way.
     "What ever asshole !" I shouted loud enough for him to hear.
     "Yeah alright toddler. I never seen someone yo age make a big ass mess!" I stopped on the stairs and looked back at him.
     "Well let me go find a club house I can move into and make all the messes I want." At this point I was rolling my neck and talking with my hands.
      "What the fuck is that supposed to mean ?" I laughed.
     "Figure it out lil' nigga." He shut up then. I smirked and went to grab the broom.

     After our blow out we stopped speaking for a cool minute, until I walked out in the backyard. I had no idea he was out there, so I headed back in.
     "Nah come here man." He said and I turned around walked over to him. He was smoking, so I paused and he put it out once he seen why I wasn't walking over there. I really don't like weed.
     We were standing in front of his 7 foot pool, and he stood behind me wrapping his hands around my waist and locked them around my flat stomach. His face dropped in the crease of my neck, and my knees grew weak. His breath sent chills down my neck, and his lips touching my neck aroused me.
     "You tryna move out on me ?" I shrugged not really knowing how to answer his question without possibly hurting his feelings.
     "Why ?" I shrugged again. I knew why, I just didn't want to tell him. I don't see why it's a issue. At least I won't make messes in his house.
     "If it's about today, mistakes happen alright. I wasn't mad at you or none, I just had some shit going on in my head and I took it out on you. It's my fault I admit it. And about the whole gun shit, trust and believe me, I wasn't gonna shoot you. I know what I was doing." I nodded.
     "You mad at me or something ?" He asked. I shrugged not really knowing why I wasn't talking. I wanted to but I stayed silent. He smirked against my skin; kissing my neck and sliding his hands in my pajama shorts causing me to gasp. His two fingers slid in me, and I bit my lip. He kissed the corner of my mouth, and pumped his fingers in and out of me. My legs began to grow weak, and my knees bent, causing me to almost fall. I closed my eyes moaning as his fingers worked their magic. Picking me up bridal style, he carried me into the living room, and threw me on the couch. I smiled, as he inched toward me, and grabbed his face smashing our lips together. I slid my pajama shorts off, and he slid his shorts and boxers off. He was standing at attention, while my love box was hot and ready. I slid my panties off tossing them across the room. Still kissing, I grabbed his dick, and stroked him in my hand. He let out a grunt, and I smiled against his lips.

     "You ain't funny." He pushed me back, and positioned himself between me. He kissed my lips, and slowly entered himself into me. I let out a high moan, and pushed him back. He smiled, and reentered me, this time deeper. His slow strokes caused my body to jerk, sending me on the verge of an orgasm. Pulling out, and sticking the tip in and out, I moaned, and grabbed his body, trying to place him back in me.

     "DeAngelooo ! Stop teasing me !" I yelled sexually frustrated.

     "You still moving out on daddy ?" I closed my eyes not saying a word. He rammed himself into me, and my eyes shot to the back of my head.

     "Fuuuuuuuck !" He pulled out and circled my clit with his tip.

     "I'm all yours after you tell me what I wanna hear babygirl." I panted, and shook my head.

     "No ! No I'm not leaving !" He smiled, and rammed himself back in me, causing my body to jerk.

     "You swear ?" I nodded. He stuck two fingers inside me, and I moaned out his name. 

     "Yes, yes I swear Deeee !" He smiled, and stuck his head between my legs, diving in like it was his last meal.