The Business Woman

Crooked Smile

Thursday came quicker than I anticipated. I was still furious with Jack. After his apology, I didn't speak to him in days. School was out, and I managed to finish all of his assignments. Being upset with Jack allowed me to be thankful that we had separate spaces.

Karmen was moving away to be with her mother and away from the fast life of Miami. It was amazing how things changed over a matter of months. I'd been a young adult on my grinding to make a living for myself, then I slept with my teacher who turned out to be a Russian mobster, now I date him, and right now, I don't want him. Maybe I'm inconsiderate, I thought before taking a breath. I decided to do my laundry before giving Teddy a "Happy Thanksgiving bone."

I separated the white clothes from the darks and loaded the dark-colored clothes into the washer machine. When I turned to reach for the detergent, Jack was leaning against the door frame wearing a long sleeve shirt accessorized with a scarf and his signature eyeglasses.

"Are you not coming along, Maliyah?"

"Do you have a kid ?" I muttered back.

"You're childish, detka."

"I'm not a child. I'm just surprised." I sighed. "Being with someone that has a child is challenging. It changes things."

"Get ready, put on something nice. I'm not taking no for an answer."

"I'm only going because I'm hungry, and if your folk's food ain't as good as my Auntie's, I'm saying something. And we're going to my Auntie's house too."

"Okay, that's fine with me, baby. I'll be waiting in the Bentley."

"The Bentley?" I asked, surprised. "Oh, we rolling in style today ?"

"It's a holiday." He shrugged. "I'm taking my girl to meet my family, so why not?"

"Can you hand me the tide pods behind you, please?" I asked, pointing to the shelf with all of the cleaning supplies.

He handed me the bucket while I plopped two in the washer machine and pressed start.

"That reminds me." He said before reaching in his pocket. He pulled out the diamond ring that I'd thrown at him.

"This belongs to you." He said while extending his hand out to put the ring on my finger.

"No, that belongs to you, you bought it." I snapped.

"Maliyah, give me your damn hand, and stop being so difficult."

I folded my arms and propped against the washing machine.

"That's it, if you wanna misbehave and be stubborn, I will discipline you."

He was furious at me but calm in the same manner. I didn't break my cool as he closed the space between us.

He gripped my neck in a firm offense, before shoving his hands down the silk lavender panties I wore.

I gasped, it all happened so fast, one minute I was standing still and the next I was shaking as his fingers worked their way inside my pussy.

Just when I was on edge standing on my tiptoes, he removed his fingers and spun me around, pushing me up to the washer machine. I looked over my shoulder before he blinded me with his scarf.

"Bend over." He whispered against my ear.

But I rebelled.

His hand pushed my lower half even further onto the washer machine. He pulled my nightshirt up to reveal my backside before his hand connected to my ass.

I could hear all the spins and whirls of the washer machine as he spanked me. I hissed out in both pain in pleasure as his firm hands slapped against my skin for what seemed to be a million times.

He held my top into place as I heard his pants unzip, and soon after, he moved my panties to the side to make way for his thick dick.

"Don't you make a fucking sound." His voice demanded. He was challenging me, and I was going to lose.

Jack held my panties to the side before sliding in swiftly.

He smacked my ass even harder as I let out a small squeal. He began to thrust deeper into me, and I couldn't take it, my eyes began to water as he continued his rhythmic strokes.

He slid his arm around to play with my clit, and that's all I could take. I threw my head back against his chest as I yelled in pleasure.

His strokes didn't stop there, and I thought I was going to pass out, especially when he lifted my leg on top of the washer machine.

He was fucking me senseless.

"You're going to put that fucking ring on, and you're going to Thanksgiving dinner with me, am I clear?" He barked in between his groans.

"Yes !" I yelled, feeling another orgasm coming along."

"Yes, what?" He quickened his attack on my pussy as if he was close to his orgasm.

A few moments later, he busted all over my ass. His hot sticky fluid ran down to the crevice of my ass cheeks before he wiped it with what felt like paper towels.

He untied his scarf from around my eyes, before zipping himself back up and getting himself together.

I turned around, knowing my face would look flushed and dazed. Jack pulled me by my hips into an embrace before planting a long kiss onto my forehead and sliding the diamond ring back into place on my ring finger.

I smiled; he could be so demanding, but so sweet at the same time.

"You've gotta get ready, babe." He said while glancing down at the silver watch on his wrist.

"Um, okay, do you mind putting those clothes into the dryer?" I asked sweetly.

"Not at all, now go get ready." He said before slapping my sore ass.