The Reign of Rain Robinson

He grabbed her shoulders and began hitting her spot as hard as he could. Vangee was talking shit and he loved it. Screaming like he was killing her. In that moment, there was no thought of AD, or Rain Robinson, or money, or getting out

of the city. The only thing on his mind was Vangee.

“Get on the bed and lay on your back,” he said and followed her to the bed. Vangee laid on the bed and spread her legs slowly and seductively as Hawkins crawled up on the bed.

“You gonna break my back, big man?”

He entered her so hard that it made her pussy clench around him. She could feel every inch of him as he moved in and out of her.

“Make me feel it, big man!”

He fucked her long and hard like she asked. Each long and hard stroke satisfied her desire. She worked her hips and inner muscles while licking his nipples making his body tremble.

“Make me cum, big man,” she said softly.

She rocked her hips furiously into him until he pulled out of her and jerked his load in his hand before collapsing on the bed next to her.

Now that she had gotten what she came there for, Vangee sat up in bed and looked at Hawkins.

“Now you can go back to staring out the window at nothing,” she said, and he watched her get out of bed and walk to the bathroom before his eyes drifted shut.

Chapter Twelve

When Vangee came out of the bathroom wearing a red Zuhair Murad lace and mesh illusion midi dress and red Stuart Weitzman strappy sandals, Hawkins was still in bed with his eyes closed.

“Wake up, I’m leaving.”

“I’m not asleep,” he said and opened his eyes to the sight of her standing in front of his bed.

Damn, she’s fine.

“Good. Then you can walk me to the door.”

When he got out of bed and Vangee started toward the door, but that was when his phone began to ring. He looked at Vangee and then at the phone.

Damn, she’s fine.

She folded her arms under her chest.

Damn, she so fuckin’ fine.

He quickly grabbed for the phone.

“Hello,” he said moving quickly toward her.

Vangee shook her head and started for the door.

“This Marcos.”

“What’s up?” he asked, walking alongside her and grabbing a handful of her ass. Vangee didn’t have a big ass, but it was big enough to look forward to seeing it bent over and her fat lips calling.

“You said to call you when I got some paper for you, so I’m calling.”

“All right.” He kissed Vangee and she opened the door. She put her body on him and kissed him again. “I’ll be over there in an hour and a half.” He pulled Vangee close to him and felt himself getting harder. “I got something I gotta handle first,” he said and closed the door.

Once he took his time and fucked Vangee the way she needed and wanted to be fucked again, two hours later, Hawkins arrived at the house that Marcos operated out of and he went inside.

“Where’s Marcos?” Hawkins asked the men in the living room.