Unknown by LaNayia Cribbs

Angela?” he asked angrily.
    “Until you gave up on having this conversation.” she thought to herself but she wouldn’t dare utter the words out loud. Isaac was already pacing back and forth through the living room. She was surprised he was so agitated about the whole situation. Though she suspected part of his frustration was just jealously because he didn't want Charles hanging around.
    “A month? Maybe two?” he continued angrily. “When were you going to return one of my calls or send a text saying more than, ‘I’m busy right now’?”
    “I wasn’t avoiding you. I was busy.” she kicked off her shoes and hung her purse in the closet. She noted the missing spare key and made a mental note to mention it.
    The look on Isaac’s face was doubtful. “Okay, I was avoiding you.” she admitted. She could see a muscle tick in his jaw, he was so tense. Then he rubbed his hand over his face. “I didn’t know what to say.”
    “Anything Angie. Anything would’ve been better than waking up in a cold empty bed. I sat there for almost an hour waiting to see if you were gonna come back.” he told her. “A fucking hour and nothing.”
    “I was not gone that long! Sorry if I didn’t follow the correct protocol, but I didn’t get a chance to read the handbook on what to do the morning after having sex with your best friends’ brother.” she replied her tone caustic. “You could’ve called! You could’ve sent a text or left a note, but you didn’t either. So don’t try to blame it all on me. You left!”
    Isaac crowded her space forcing her back a step and then another until she felt the wall pressed against her back.
    “What should I have done? Did you expect me to beg Angie?” his fingers ran over neck. “Maybe I should have told you that I was addicted to the sweet taste of your pussy on my tongue.”
    She gasped at the graphic words and his rapid change in tactics.
    His fingers brushed over her lower lip. “Maybe I should’ve told you how I could barely sleep that night imagining the feel of your lips wrapped around my cock.”
    One arm was braced above her head. The other ran over her hip and lifted her leg over his hip, opening her body to his. He rubbed his denim covered arousal against her causing her to moan.
    “Ok. You win.” he told her.
    “I win?” she asked confused. How could he expect her to concentrate when his body was pressed so tantalizingly against hers?
    “I’ll beg.” he whispered against her lips before gently biting her bottom lip. His fingers found the top of her blouse and with a quick motion he ripped the two halves apart. The small buttons popped loose and the shirt halves hung limply at her sides leaving her body open to his view. He let his gaze roam over her body as though memorizing her curves before leaning in once again.
    “I want to spend all night wrapped between your thighs.” his lips landed on hers, his tongue pushing past her lips seeking entrance. He nipped her bottom lip. His fingers tugged the hem of her skirt up until it was bunched around her waist. Deft fingers pushed the thin scrap of material hiding her sex aside. She gasped and called his name as two of his fingers slipped inside of her moist heat.
    “Can I bury my dick deep inside of your pussy Angie?” he asked against her neck. “I want to feel your hot pussy clamp down on my dick while you cum over and over again. Tell me you want it too. Tell me you want this dick Angie and I’ll give it to you all night.” he promised. “Say it!” his fingers like a ruthless piston inside her channel. The palm of his hand rotated in hard circles against her clit.
    “Yes. Please.” she begged.
    “That’s not good enough.” he moved his hand until he found her g spot and rubbed slowly. “No, I want to hear you tell me that you want my hard cock inside your wet pussy.”
    Embarrassment wasn’t the word strong enough to describe what she felt. She needed him to move to a little bit faster. A little