Page 19 of Fervor

I nodded. That was the kind of shit I wanted. To hear these former street niggas talk like this only made me feel better about my decision. They used to fuck the streets up, fucking up ovaries and feelings along the way. Now they were married with kids… family men that took care of their families like they took care of those streets.

Whenever they spun Uncle Luke, that caught our attention again. Yunique looked right at me and made her way to me, clearly not caring who was watching. I scooted away from Jungle and Vegas, knowing that whatever she was about to do would be something I would never forget. Sure enough, she lifted herdress and straddled me, then began bucking her shit on me like we were fucking. That damn dress was barely covering her ass.

My eyebrows damn near lifted off my damn head. When I recovered, I gripped her ass as she slowed her pace and grinded her pussy all over my shit. I swore I was about to nut in my pants. This clearly wasn’t the woman I met a week ago. Couldn’t be. She leaned over to me and kissed my lips, and I couldn’t help but bring my fingertips to her hard nipple. I slowly flicked it back and forth through her dress.

She closed her eyes and began bouncing on me. Taking control of the moment, I held her tightly, causing her movements to still. “Yunique, if you wanna fuck me, just say so, baby. I’ll gladly put you out of your misery. That’s what you want?”

She slowly grinded against me as she stared at me. Her skin was glistening, and her eyes were barely open. When the frown graced her face, I quickly stood, carrying her to a hallway near the bathroom. I could tell she was about to unleash on me, and I refused to have that big of an audience. The minute we were there, I propped her against the wall and brought my fingers to her pussy. She wasn’t wearing undergarments with this tight shit she had on.

When two of my fingers penetrated her warmth, she began grinding on them. Her shit was so damn tight. I found her G-spot and began slowly massaging circles on her shit.

“Oh fuuuuck,” she said then moaned in my ear.

She wrapped her legs around me even tighter and pulled my head closer to hers. I licked her neck when she dropped her head back and unleashed her goodness. Her pussy was spasming like crazy around my fingers, and I could feel her juices going up my arm. I wanted to shove my dick inside of her so bad, but I knew when she sobered up and remembered this, she was gonna bedisgusted with herself. Her inhibitions were nonexistent at this moment, so I definitely had to demonstrate a little control.

“Harlem… oh shiiiit. Fuck me.”

I pulled back a bit to stare into her eyes. “You don’t want that shit. You about to get married. Let him fuck your virgin-like pussy up.”

“I have to be rematched. He backed out. Now fuck me, Harlem!”

My eyebrows lifted. That was why she hadn’t given them a date. She no longer had a match. I pulled my fingers from her pussy and brought them to my mouth, letting her watch me taste her. She was squirming, trying to adjust herself to be able to reach my dick. When she grabbed it, I bit my bottom lip.

“Give it to me, Harlem. You don’t wanna fuck me?”

“Hell yeah, I wanna fuck your world up, but I can’t do that shit here.”

“Take me to your car then. I neeeeeeed it.”

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath after I let her slide to her feet, then tugged her dress down over her curves. She tried to walk away from me, but I grabbed her and kissed her lips, warring with myself whether I would take advantage of this situation. Pulling away from her, I chose to let her go so she could go back to her girls. She would never forgive me once she sobered up if I took advantage of her drunkenness. I’d already done more than I thought I would.

I led her back to where everyone was and found Jungle and Vegas staring at me hard. When I sat, I said, “It was hard as fuck to turn her down.”

“Why did you?” Vegas asked. “She threw herself on you.”

“I know she’ll regret it. Plus, I can’t have Jungle tryna take my head off.”

He gave me a half smile. “I can’t do shit if she’s the aggressor. If I start telling her to back off, she’ll wanna know why. I know Vegas gave you a clue.”

I nodded. I needed to get the fuck out of here. I was two seconds away from nutting on myself. Standing from my seat, I slapped both of their hands. “If I don’t leave, it won’t be good. It was cool catching up with y’all. Whenever y’all come back to town, hit me up.”

They agreed to do just that as I glanced over at Yunique to see her watching me. This time, I refused to leave without saying something to her. When I got in her space, she wrapped her arms around my neck. “You change your mind?” she asked.

I lowered my head and softly kissed her lips. She slid her tongue to mine, and I couldn’t help but deepen the kiss and grip her ass. Pulling away slowly, I said, “I didn’t change my mind. I’m about to leave before I fuck your world up and have you hating me tomorrow. Whoever you end up getting matched with will be a lucky ass man. I really wish that man could be me.”

A lightbulb came on in my head. What if we still got matched?Fuck!I closed my eyes, realizing what could happen. She brought her hands to my face and said, “Thank you, Harlem. I enjoyed everything you did to my body though. There’s no way I could regret it.”

“You saying that shit now. Let me know when you sober up if you still feel the same way. You know how to find me if you do. I’ll come work the fuck out of that tight shit. You’ll be canceling your matching services before I can finish.”

“Mm. We’ll see then.”

She kissed my lips again and gripped my beard. “It would have been nice to sit on this seat. Damn.”

My dick jumped at her words. I backed away from her as I nodded. This was, by far, the hardest thing I’d ever done. Relocating didn’t have shit on this. However, I knew it was forthe best. If it was meant for us to be together, we would be matched soon. Then I would have to deal with the trauma that shit would bring.

“Man, business is crazy. You may have to go on ahead and get another truck now. We’re having to leave shit on the table. I don’t like turning down loads. Who in their right mind turns down legit money?” Harlan ranted.

“You right, bruh. When I make a trip down there, I’m gonna get two more trucks, maybe three. With the money we got coming in, I would be a fool to not capitalize off it. Look for me to come this Saturday. You planning to work?”