Warning: sexual content

"Yo, some dude out there looking for you."

Y/N's head turned toward the front of the building searching for the mystery person. The rain poured from the dark sky. It was almost time for her to clock out. She smiled at her coworker before making her way to the exit. bringing an umbrella with her.

"Damn," Y/N said lowly under her breath.

The man she had once loved sat on the hood of his sleek sports car. He damn sure didn't care about the rain. He flashed his million-dollar smile once he noticed her doe-eyed gaze. With arms crossed, Y/N made her way to the car.

"I thought you were in jail, Mehki."

He looked at her with eyebrows raised, "That's how you greet me, baby?"

Mehki swiftly looped his long arm around her waist pulling her close. His hands slyly massaged her back making sure to graze her ample behind. She gasped at how bold he was. He noticed her hesitation to his touch and pulled back offended.

"What you can't kiss me now? You fucking another nigga?" He blatantly questioned.

Y/N's face was stone cold, "And what if I do. You been in jail for six years. What was I supposed to do?"

She pulled his warm hands off her body. He returned her straight face with the meanest mug in the book. The rain patterned against the umbrella. Thunder rumbled in the distanced. The storm was getting worse.

"You were supposed to hold me down while I was away. What happened to our promise, Y/N?" His eyes returned sadness into hers.

"Look, I don't have time for this. I gotta go back to work. We can talk about this later. Or not. You know where to find me."

By the time Y/N clocked out of work, Mehki was gone. Sighing in relief she made her way to her apartment. The rain had soaked her body making her pencil skirt tighten around her curves. Her keys jingled as she unlocked the door.

Screaming in horror she placed her hand over her beating heart, "The fuck are you doing in my shit?"

Mehki turned around and closed the fridge, "Man, you told me to come find you and that's what I did."

Sucking her teeth she responded, "Damn. I ain't think you was gone listen."

He laughed at her and proceeded to open a can of soda. Y/N closed the door and sat her keys and purse on the coffee table. He stood in the doorway eyeing her wet body. It'd been a long time since he had pussy and Y/N was looking good enough to eat.

"Stop, looking at me!" Y/N semi-yelled kicking her heels off.

"You lied to me."

"What?"

Mehki took another sip of the soda, "You ain't got no man. You lied."

She ignored him and continued to undress and make her way to the shower. Y/N tied her hair up and pulled off her skirt and blouse. Her skin looked flawless against the blue lace set she had on. All she had to do was wait until the water was hot enough.

Y/N could feel the warmth from his body radiating onto her cold skin. Her eyes avoided the bathroom mirror. It would allow her to see them together. She couldn't do that. Mehki ruined her life. Well, somewhat.

He went to jail for an armed robbery charge after she told him not to get involved with that stuff. He did it anyway. He never listened and that was his damn problem. Y/N didn't bother to hear his moans as she became completely naked and hoped into the shower.

"I thought you said you were here to talk?" Y/N asked lathering her washcloth with soap.

The plastic shower curtain opened to the left and Mehki stepped into the shower. He kissed her without warning. It was slow and steamy. Just the way she liked it. The kiss reminded her of all the times they had spent together.

"Jump."

Y/N moaned loud as she felt him grow underneath her. The cold bathroom tile cooled her hot skin. Hot beads of water trickled down their skin. She scratched at his back hoping to leave marks.

His manhood entered her slowly. He hissed at the familiar feeling. Wet and tight. Y/N's pussy was the best he'd ever had. Mehki pulsed in and out of her. Y/N's eye's rolled to the back of her head.

"Where's your boyfriend now?" He asked biting and sucking at her neck.

"Nowhere. Oh, fuck! Keep going!" She screamed feeling herself coming to her climax.

He obeyed and pounded into her sex harder than ever. Y/N came instantly and he soon followed suit. Y/N latched onto his muscles feeling weak as her legs trembled.

"I missed you." Y/N finally confessed placing her forehead on his tattooed chest.

"I missed you too."

Author's Note: hey! I promised yall an update even though its late.

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