Book 1 [ The Untitled Series ] by Brea Isome (best books to read all time txt) 📕

" well I want to fuck you already, so you might as well."

He chuckled. " horny ass."

" only for you, baby."

Dryan finally allowed for his lips to fall onto mine, and the amount of pure arousal that rushed through my body was expected,  but surprising still. The way my body reacted to him, that way my pussy started to drip for him. I pushed the covers back and grabbed Dryan by his t shirt, pulling him down on to me.

"uhun. See, I knew that shit was a bad idea."  Dryan bit softly into my bottom lip, receiving a moan from his actions before he stood back up. " now my dick hard." He mumbled, walking toward the door.

" and my pussy is wet. " I retorted as I sat up on the edge of the bed. The throbbing of my clit became more apparent. " I'm going to go masturbate in your shower."

He stopped walking and glance over his shoulder at me. " word ? You gone cum without me inside of you?"

" How do you think i survive not fucking for three weeks? I masturbate every fucking day. Besides, I dont have a choice. You have to go her Drayal and we don't have time to fuck. I have to be back home in like an hour and a half. Fuck, if you could feel how wet I am right now-"

" if I can get Drayal to go back to sleep , I will."

I chuckled and stood up. " good luck with that."

" give me ten minutes."

I agreed, even though I was certain that he wouldn't be able to get her to go back to sleep. I had her ninety percent of the time and I could never get her to go back to sleep, then again, she never woke up screaming and hollering in the morning when she was with me either.

In ten minutes I was shocked to see Dryan back.

" what did you do to Drayal?"

He laughed, taking off his clothes. " I did to her what I do to you, I fed her and held her in my arms until she fell asleep."

I rolled my eyes. " I'll have to remember that when I want a few more minutes of sleep and she wants to wake up at 6 a.m."

" nah, it only work when daddy do it."

" oh yeah?"

" yeah."

Without warning he picked me up, and i wrapped my legs completely around his waist. Before I could even situate myself. he slid me right down his dick, making my eyes roll back and a screech be released.

" fuuuuuuuuck, wait." My nails dug into the back of his neck. " baby."

" yes, mami?" My back hit the wall next to the bathroom at the same time that he bounced me slightly. " don't tell me you can't take this dick."

" I Can-I can- fuck, Daddy." I breathed deeply as my pussy clamped down tightly on his dick. Accommodating Dryan's size always took a second for me, no mater how wet or aroused I was, he was just big. And I loved that shit. I loved that little bit of pain that always shot through my pussy right before I released another wave of juices.

Sex with Dryan was just amazing.

" let me know if you need me to do something." He kissed my neck softly before bitting the tender skin.

" I need you to fuck me like it's the last time you're going to fuck me for three weeks."

It probably would be... And he did.
Afterward we showered together, where we fucked again. When we got out the shower and got dressed, Drayal was still asleep. I woke her, bathed her, and dressed her. Then I went to the kitchen where Dryan had pancakes set out for me.

" applesauce, please." I demanded as I secured Drayal in her highchair.

" yes ma'am. " Dryan handed me a container of baby food and spoon and at the same time held a pancake out for me bite.

" thank you babe." I took the largest bite I possibly could and turned to feed drayal.

That's when I heard my phone ringing. " can you go get me phone, please?"

Dryan left and came back a few second later with my phone, taking my place feeding Drayal so that I could answer. It was my father.

" yes daddy?" Dryan turned his head to look at me and smirked, making me shove him slightly, but ofcourse his big ass didn't budge at all. He was a 6 foot 3 inch vessel of muscle.

" where are you? I'm at the house."

" oh you're- you're- who gave you a ride? I thought you wouldn't be home for like another hour."

" Dont worry about that. Now, where are you? We're supposed to do breakfast this morning. You remembered, right?"

" yes, I just," I sighed. " I was running out to get orange juice for breakfast. I'll be back soon."

" hurry up, I have things to do today."

" yes, father." I hung up and shoved my phone in my back pocket. " we have to leave, Dryan. My father got in early."

He sighed deeply and slid the baby food and spoon onto the counter. without looking at me at all , he pulled Drayal from her high chair and carried her outside, strapping her into my car.

I grabbed My purse and Drayal's diaper bag and placed them in the passenger seat, at the same time that Dryan turned to walk about from my car.

" no, baby-" I grabbed his arm and pulled him back to me so that I was looking up at him. he was looking straight ahead. " talk to me please, D."

" fuck you want me to say?"

" that you're not mad that I have to leave."

" but I am mad, I'm fucking pissed. I been sneaking around with you for three fucking years because that's what the fuck you want, and I'm tired of it."

" I know, but-" I interrupted.

" aint no fucking buts. I can't see my child when I want to, only time I see her during the month is when she fucking sleeping. How you think that shit make me feel?"

" I'm sorry." I mumbled. " I just dont want problems between you and my father though. He loves you like a son but this will hurt him."

He shook his head. " fuck what you talking about. I'm tired of lying, and I'm tired of sneaking around. I can't see my daughter while she's awake, I can't see you in the fucking daylight. This is bullshit, period. You gotta rush off and lie anytime he call, like-"

I kissed the base of his neck because that was as high as I could reach. " don't be mad at me."

Dryan shook his head back and forth. "just go home." I wanted to protest but he didn't give me a chance. He pulled away from me and started walking back toward his house .

" babe!" I screamed after him, irritation clear in my voice. I hated it when we didn't see eye to eye on shit, especially when I knew that I was probably in the wrong. Besides, this was something we had spoken about since we'd first started dealing with eachother and something that we seemed to be arguing about more frequently." please!"

" just go, Symonee !"

I wanted to go after Dryan but I didnt, I couldnt. I had to go to the store and buy orange juice quickly, and then I had to get home to meet my father.
I made sure that Drayal was tightly strapped into the her car seat and then we left.

The closest store was ten minutes away, and our house- which was in the heart of the ghetto- took another twenty minutes to reach.

My father was inside, standing in the kitchen with a irritated look on his face. In all honesty, I hadn't gotten to know much about my father since moving in with him. He was working all day and sometimes even into the night, and the other portion of his time was spent out of town. And I was managing two of his four stores, most times six to seven days a week. We never saw much of eachother, and when we did, it always seemed like he was in one hell of a mood.

" where have you been?" He asked.
I allowed Drayal to spring from my arms and run over to my father, wrapping herself tightly around his leg.

I held up the orange juice. " I told you where I was."

He held up his own container of orange juice, one that was full. " I found this in the refrigerator, hadn't even been opened."

" oh, yeah? I didn't see it."

My father sighed and picked up Drayal. " how's my little CC doing?"

That was another thing I'd lied to my father about, Drayal's name. It would be obvious to him who she was named after, so I told him I named her Cynthia. It was the first name that had come to mind when he called and asked me after I'd given birth.

"I dont have time for breakfast anymore. I have to go." My father handed over Drayal. " And I picked up your dog too. He's out back."

Before I moved into town my mother bought me a great Dane to keep me company. He was just a puppy back then but after a few months he was a full blow grown man, two hundred pounds, and as tall as Dryan when he was standing up on his back legs. His name was Pip. And when my father was away and I was over Dryan's house, I always sent Pip to training where he could be with other dogs and learn not to shit on my father's bed every other week. Either training wasn't helping, on Pip really didn't give a fuck about my father's bed.

" thank you, dad." I whispered as he breezed right past me and out the front door.

Alone.

I started to call Dryan but I didn't. I had things to do.

First I took Drayal to daycare, it was only down the block so I walked.

Upon arriving back home I went out back to check on Pip.

Pip was sitting under our large tree, shading himself from the sun in our fenced in back yard. And when he saw me, for just a moment I was terrified. He had a habit of running and jumping on me, sending me flying backward before receiving more licks to the face than I'd like to remember .

Pip didn't dissapoint, barking only twice in warning before charging.

" Pip." I warned, but he didn't listen. And in two seconds flat, i was on my back in the grass, giggling like a fucking school girl as he licked me and barked in glee.

I brought him inside, closing and locking the French doors behind us. I filled up both his food and water bowls before going upstairs, showering again and changing clothes.

In twenty minutes I was out of the house and on to the first store I managed. It's name was 'Liny'. Why? It was my father's middle name, I guess