The Storm(2009) (COMPLETED)

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[.] Chapter Eighteen [.]


{.. Kiery Jackson ..}




He stared at me, his eyes filled with hurt. “I’m sorry, Kiery.”

“It’s okay, I forgive you.” I sighed. “I forgive you.”

The elevator reached my floor and I got off and walked across the lobby; his footsteps following mine.

“Did you renovate here too?”

“No.” I glanced around the medium-sized room and back at him. “I had it decorated during the renovation.”

“Oh. Did your Mom help?”

I looked at him, “you should know better than to ask a question like that. You know if I didn’t allow her to help she would have had heart failure.”

He laughed. “I forgot.”

I smiled and opened the door to my condominium, setting my eyes on Trey as he exited Mj’s room. I stepped out of my Nike sneakers and looked at him. “Is he sleeping?”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “Just went to bed.”

“Okay.” I smiled at him. “Thanks for watching him at the last minute. I know it’s kind of like your weekend off, without the twins and everything … so, thanks.”

He chuckled. “Kiery, I live two floors down from you. You make it seem like I had to drive some miles to get here.”

“I know, but …”

“Yeah, I know,” he replied. “But it’s no biggie, you would’ve done the same for me.”

I smiled. “Yeah.”

He looked at the male figure behind me and gave me a questioning look. I slightly shook my head and he nodded. “Aite then, I’ll see you later.”

“Bye, Trigga Trey.”

“I’ll holla Mrs. Kiery baby.” He kissed my cheek and acknowledged my visitor before heading through the door. I looked back, turning my attention to the one I came with. “So, where are you off to after this?”

He shrugged and stepped out of his Jordans, locking the door behind him. “My parents crib, I guess. Moms is getting on my case about not spending enough time with them before I leave so … might as well.”

“Makes sense,” I replied.

“Yeah.” He walked into my bedroom and brought the bags into my closet. “It’s not on the top of my, ‘things to do list’, but … you know.”

I walked in the bedroom behind him and smiled as I removed my sweater, “I’m sure you’ll think of something.”

I unzipped the short cut, denim shorts I had on my hips and slid them off. What I was about to provoke was something serious. And after all that has happened I probably shouldn’t do it, but ... you know what they say.

Temptation is a Motherfucker.

And as sinful as it may be, I couldn't deprive myself anymore.

He was my addiction ... my place of solace.

“I could go clubbin’,” he spoke from the closet. “Ain’t really in the mood though. If anything, I’ll probably pass through the studio, see if I can lay some tracks dow-” he stopped talking, and some-what froze as he walked out and laid eyes on my half naked body.

I smiled. “Like I said, I’m sure you’ll think of something.”

His Adam’s apple moved up as he swallowed and his eyes slowly roamed my petite frame; stopping at my hips. He exhaled and ran a hand over his face.

I leaned against the doorframe and pushed the lower half of me outwards, resting my head against the structure. I locked my eyes with his and toyed slowly with the straps of my bra. He licked his lips and shifted his weight; the bulge in his pants beginning to grow, “Kiery, why are you doing this to me?”

“Doing what?”

He moved towards me and placed his palm against the wall, looking down at me. His Adam’s apple moved up, again, and he lustfully eyed the Thirty-six C doubles that were practically spilling out of the laced garment. “damn.”

He held my waist and leaned down; kissing my lips, then my neck. “Are you sure about this?” he questioned against my skin.

“Uh huh.” I nodded.

He ran his tongue along my neckline and sucked lightly, reaching up and closing the bedroom door. His lips found mine and I slid my tongue into his mouth, massaging it as I reached down and undid his buckle. He kissed my chin and moved down, sucking lightly at the top of my breasts. A moan escaped my lips, and I pulled on his zipper; allowing his Lacroste denims to fall to his feet. He stepped out of them and brought his hands down to the back of my thighs. Picking me up and wrapping my legs around his waist.

His kisses were sensual as he placed me atop the bed, and the outward curve of his manhood became extremely protuberant. He kissed my collarbone and slowly removed the straps of my bra, leaving traces of his tongue along my shoulder line. I folded my lips and he unhooked the revealing material and sucked my nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the small projection.

He cupped my breasts and moved his lips across my stomach and towards my navel. He held my waist firmly and slightly opened his mouth, latching his teeth onto the Black, laced, article of clothing. He lowered himself as he did the cloth, and I pushed it off my ankles; pulling on the silk boxers he wore.

He reached up and removed the Black tee that covered his chest and peeled off his boxers.

My eyes widened.

damn.


WHO YOU THINK SHE FINNA GET HER GROVE ON WIT.....

Well damn...

Leave me at the EDGE...
Please let it be Marcus.
She wouldn't say damn and
look down at his dick since its
been so long
am I right???

I LUV IT...

well she aint seen spec in bout a month or so...

lol...well damn
mayb u should add so
i could find out

And u still never told
me the scenario for
you and pleasure p
erotic scene...Check the
erotic post

i thin i gave u all the info now


upsz will add when i get home from school

YAll will love this add

IT BETTER BE MARCUS!!!!
It has too be...
I can't be Spec
If it is then when i read i'll say Marcus instead of Spec!!!
Simba agrees...he says he will eat Piggy if it isn't Marcus!!!

TophyzAngel wrote:IT BETTER BE MARCUS!!!!
It has too be...
I can't be Spec
If it is then when i read i'll say Marcus instead of Spec!!!
Simba agrees...he says he will eat Piggy if it isn't Marcus!!!

O WOOWW


LET ME GET TA WRITING PIGGY SAY PLEASE DNT EAT HIM HE WANNA LIVE SO HE CAN HELP ME FINISH THE STORY

change that to a hour to2 hours cuz i had to restart my dangon computer ...



trying my best to type now

AWW...TAKE YOUR TIME HUN

My eyes widened.

damn.

DAmmit I know its been a while but i forgot how much he was packin. And it wasn't so much the eleven inches that bothered me ... it was the width.

He leaned down and brought his lips close to mine ... bracing his hand against the soft body of the pillow. His eyes, glazed over and filled with passion, drove me crazy inside; it always did. And I glided my tongue across his bottom lip, educing a growl from the sensuous, soft, pink flesh.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and he positioned his slick member at my slippery entrance. “You ready?” I nodded and took in a quick breath, tightening my arms onto his limb.

He slid his hand beneath the small of my back, and pulled my lower half closer to his; slowly slipping the head in. My muscles automatically responded to his size by contracting, and he brought his lips even closer to mine, kissing them gently. “Relax, babe. I got you. Try not to squeeze against me, okay?” “Okay,” I uttered in a whimper. A sexy half-smile graced his lips and he rubbed my lower back with his thumb. This was a part of the innocence he enjoyed and loved about me. Me being submissive. It truly felt like I was fifteen all over again.

“Hold on to me,” he instructed.

I did as I was told and he re-positioned himself, slowly slipping his rigid member into my wet confines. I clutched his back and exhaled, and as I did, he inhaled my breath.

He slid himself all the way in and I breathed in deeply, moaning softly. He stopped; allowing my borders to adjust to his thick content, and kissed my lips passionately. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” I managed to release.

He fixed his eyes onto mine and slowly pulled out. Delivering long, slow strokes. He pushed himself deeper and without breaking eye contact, he removed his hand from my lower back and braced it beside me; bringing his bottom lip into his mouth. He quickened his pace and I dug my nails into his back, biting my bottom lip before moaning out his name.

He pumped all the way in, then came right back out; invading my privacy like no one else ever had. And as he took out his massive organ, he pushed his length deeper inside of me, groaning lowly at the tightness of my walls.

His thrusts quickened as both our breathing slowly became ragged, and with his eyes still fixed on mine, he probed deeper; disappearing inside of me. I felt him graze my g-spot and I clutched at the muscles in his back, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

“damn, babe.” His deep voice sent chills up my spine and as he leaned closer, he buried his face into the crook of my neck. “You feel so good.”

I breathed heavily as he pushed himself inside me, and tilted my head back as he sucked my nipple into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. He flicked it back and forth with the soft muscle and took it in between his teeth, biting down gently. My eyes closed involuntarily and I folded my lips in ecstasy.

He kissed my lips passionately staring at me the entire time. He pushed back in and I held him tighter. I bit my bottom lip, then his, and sucked on his neck; trailing my tongue all the way to his earlobe.

“fuck,” he groaned huskily.

I slid the pink muscle back down his neck and into his mouth, taking hold of his tongue. He growled, sliding his Dick in and out of me rapidly. I released his tongue. And harder and more powerfully, he delivered more thrusts. The pressure in my stomach started to build and I let out an ear piercing scream.

“Shh,” he spoke kissing my lips. “Mj’s still asleep.”

The pressure continued to build, and within seconds, exploded. “fuck … that!” I screamed as the orgasm took over me. “Oh, Shit!” My body shook uncontrollably and I gripped the satin sheets as my muscles contracted around him; my juices flowing out.

He continued to pump into me aggressively and I screamed his name at the top of my lungs. “Marcus! Oh, God!”

He placed his lips by my ear and grunted roughly, “repeat it.”

I moaned and opened my mouth to speak but nothing came. At this point, my mind refused to construct sentences.

“What?” he asked, speeding up his pace. “I didn’t hear that.”

He brought his rigid member out and without giving me much time to think, slammed it into my g-spot. I entangled my fingers into my locks and lost my mind. “MARCUS!”

My nerves began to tingle and I gripped his shoulders. I've never had orgasms back to back before, but I was so close again, I could taste it.

I closed my eyes and subconsciously popped my hips up as he grinded into me. My mouth hung open as my hips gyrated, and he closed his eyes and breathed heavily along the crook of my neck. “damn, Kiery.” He pressed his lips against mine and the intoxicating feeling crept through my veins quickly. I screamed into his mouth as he repeatedly hit my g-spot, and arched my back as the frothy juices leaked onto his shaft.

This was truly unbelievable.

I leaned up and sucked his bottom lip into my mouth and he pulled away. “Don’t do that Shit. You goin’ make me cum.” I smiled against his lips.

Why do men love giving multiple orgasms?

His thrusts deepened and I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth, again. I glided my tongue across the soft tissue and he closed his eyes. “Kiery … st … stop.”

He leaned up and grabbed my thighs, spreading them, and pushing himself deeper. My eyes closed as he slowly grinded into me, and I purposely breathed in deeply. Letting out slow, soft breaths as to not release another mind shattering scream.

“Let it out,” he spoke, gripping my waist and pushing himself deeper. He knew I was holding back. “Lemme’ hear you.”

I pushed my head back and cupped my breasts; biting erotically into the center of my lip. He watched me passionately and probed even deeper, spreading my legs even farther apart. My fingertips grazed my scalp as I moaned out in pleasure and he pushed my knees up, still grinding into me.

“Louder,” he commanded, slowly speeding up his strokes. “I wanna hear you louder, Kiery.”

He gripped my thighs and started going at a pace unimaginable to man. “Ahh,” I cooed. “Marcus …”

“Lemme’ hear you,” he repeated. He wildly plunged into me, and I grabbed my locks as my breasts bounced up and down atop my chest. He pulled out completely and dove back in without warning, throwing me completely over the edge. “Marcus! fuck!”

He pulled me towards him as he slammed into me and my muscles contracted twice, causing me to leak down his Dick and onto the sheets - releasing a scream that I was sure woke Mj, and everyone else in the building.

“fuck,” he hissed. “Got damn, Kiery.”

It was taking everything in him not to cum right with me.

I felt his Dick stiffen, and he kissed my breasts as he pressed his body against mine. “Shit,” he groaned. He slid in and out and drew in a quick breath; grunting roughly as he exploded inside of me. His tongue found mine as his warm fluids raced through my walls and I ran my hands along his back. He kissed my cheek and buried his face in the space between my neck and collarbone, kissing me softly. “I love you, Kiery.”

I kissed his shoulder and my heart spoke up before my mind thought through. “I love you too, Marcus.” I stopped. “Wait a minute, did you hear that?”

He exhaled into my neck, “hear what?”

I licked my lips and paused. The sweat dripped off and ran down our bodies as we laid in silence, catching our breaths.

The loud knock came again.

“That,” I repeated.

Marcus pulled himself out, and allowed me to get up. I did so quickly and threw the long, fleeced robe onto my body.

I exited the bedroom and made my way towards the front door. I glanced briefly at the clock on the wall and took bigger strides as the knock came yet again; this time, much louder. I tightened the soft, warm cloth around my frame and slightly hopped up the front steps as the knock came as a bang. “Whoever you are, it’s damn near two o’ clock in the morning. You better be here to tell me somebody’s dead.”

I twisted the lock and opened the door, and came face to face with none other than the infamous Spectacular …

I looked back at my bedroom door and moved closer to him. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Kiery … we need to talk.”

“No we don’t, I have nothing to say to you.”

He opened his mouth to speak and I cut him off. “And don’t go telling me that fuckery about there being two sides to a story.”

“Just let me explain, please,” he begged.

“No, Spectacuar. Leave.” I started to close the door and he stopped it with his hand.

“I fucked up, I know. But I’m sorry, and I’ll do anything to make it up to you, Kiery. I swear.”

I stared at him.

A small part of me wanted to hear his explanation, but I knew better than that.

“Tell me what to do and I’ll do it. I love you, Kiery. I‘m in love with you,” he let out.

“That may be the truth, Spec, but it’s not enough. You’re not enough.”

He moved closer to me, but stepped back as he looked over my shoulder.

I looked behind me and Marcus and I exchanged looks. He glared at Spec and the muscles in his jaw clenched.

I sighed …

This was definitely going to end horribly.





[.] End of 18 [.]

upppszzzzzzz

The bedroom scene was wicked!!!
I really felt that!!! lol
I KNEW IT WAS MARCUS...HAD TA BE!!!!
now add so he can beat up that cheating jerk!!

LOL i didn't realize my words were that big

thanks for the add...

I WILL ADD FOR YALL ONE MONDAY OR WEDNESDAY IM CLOSING THE STORY IN THE NEXT TWO ADDS SO BE READY FOR A BIG BANG TO CLOSE IT OUT

PREVIEW




{..Kiery..}

I Dont kno wat to think...I never knew it would end up like this. My life, My world had been taken away from me just like that. I loved him with all i had in me. He was the reason for my success. He was the reason i woke up. He was the reason I am the way I am now. He died protecting me. It has been a few weeks since it happened. His homegoing celebration was wonderful. I was able to get his favorite singer to sing for him, Beyonce. I just still cant believe it was him. It should have been me. I cant stand to look at my self in the mirrior. We been through so much together. We had a bond like no other. But I know he is looking down at us. Im going to make him so proud of me. I am not staying here any longer. Its time for a change and Im coming hard. As for His killer ...He will go to hell for fuckin up my family and I will be the one to send him there.





IT WONT BE IN THOSE EXACT WORDS BUT THATS JUST A PREVIEW OF WAT ITS GONE BE LIKE


WHO YALL THINK IT IS ....

Gd storii n i thinks Marcus died n Spec lived......interestin ch. 19

bumpii bumpii bumpii bumpii bumpii bumpii

YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
OMG

THAT WAS SO SAD...
I THINK ITS MARCUS
HER LOVE ALWAYS.
THATS SO SAD...

DAMN MAN...

Damn...
Its Marcus isn't it...
I'm so sad...
Can't wait to read the next bits...

uhmm...like yall comments yall kinda close to the ballpark

i think ima be a good friend and add today