𝐊-𝐈-𝐒𝐒-𝐈-𝐍-𝐆 - Chapter 26: Chapter 26

You flipped through the same magazine for the fifth time, expecting something interesting to pop up on one of the pages. You huffed harshly, closing it and tossing to the side of your large king sized bed before getting up to exit the bedroom.
Nas was out in the living room, too focused on the video game plastered on the television in front of him. You stood at the other end of the couch for a few moments with your arms folded across your chest as you stared at him, waiting for him to notice you.
He continued pressing down vigorously on the control buttons of his console, until he finally viewed you from the corner of his eye.
He quickly glanced between you and the TV. "What's wrong witchu?"
You clenched your jaw when he immediately went back to giving the video game his undivided attention. You scoffed, walking up to the television and unplugging the cord.
"Yo! Really, Y/N?!" Nas instantly threw a fit which you were completely unfazed by.
You smacked your lips, roughly throwing the cord out of your hand. "Boy, fuck you and this game. Not like you was winning the shit anyway!"
Nas gave you a cold look as he watched you angrily walk away towards the kitchen.
"Why you actin' like that?" He questioned, laying the console to the side before getting up to follow you.
You sighed lightly as you grabbed a glass out of the cabinet and orange juice from the fridge. "When did you get so boring?" You mumbled.
Nas scrunched up his face, "when did I get so boring? You the one always talkin' on the phone for hours with your annoying ass friends." He scoffed and waved you off, walking back into the living room.
You rolled your eyes and drank your juice. You placed the glass in the sink and went out to where Nas was, seeing him plugging the television back in.
"Let's play a game." You insisted as you sat down.
Nas chuckled standing up straight from behind the TV. "I don't mean to be rude baby, but you suck at all of these." He stated, pointing down at his stack of video games.
"Says the one who was just losing." You thought to yourself.
"Not that type of game, Nas. I mean like Truth Or Dare or something.."
Nas pondered on it briefly before his eyes travelled to the deck of cards on the coffee table.
"Nah.." He snickered as he walked over to retrieve the cards. "Let's play Crazy Eights. Best 2 out of 3." He stated before heading to the dining table, taking a seat on one end.
You smirked and pushed yourself off the couch. "Fine. If I win, you gotta cook dinner for a week. Starting tonight." You said and sat down across from him.
Nas nodded and began shuffling the cards. "Aight. But if I win, you gotta do something that I ain't gon' say right now 'cause I know you finna wild out." He cackled.
"What you mean ima wild out? The fuck
you tryna make me do?" You raised an eyebrow with concern lacing the tone in your voice.
"Just relax and play the game." Nas chuckled softly as he handed you your cards faced down. "You'll find out after I win."
You scoffed loudly, sliding the cards off the table and into your hands. "You mean after I win. 'Ion know what type of shit you got up your sleeve, but it ain't happening. Let's play."
Nas just shook his head and smiled to himself as the game started.
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You won the first round and Nas won the second. You were so determined you would win the last round but you didn't. And now here you were with a mean mug on your face sitting across from your boyfriend who was currently laughing at you.
"Can you shut the fuck up?" You spat and rolled eyes.
"I'm sorry, babe." His laughter started to die down. "Aye, you better be happy I don't gotta cook. You know damn well my ass can't make anything besides burgers and fries."
You dry chuckled, knowing he was right. "Whatever. So what you want me to do?" You asked, wanting to hurry this whole thing up.
The look on Nas' face went from a stupid goofy ass smile to a sudden expression of desire. "Stand up and come here." He instructed, shifting in his seat as he slightly spread his legs open.
You were confused but did as you were told anyway. You approached him while he reached for your hand, gently pulling you closer in between his legs.
His hands softly grazed your thighs, causing you to grow anxious while he stared up at you with lust sparkling in his eyes.
He pulled down your silk pink pyjama shorts, leaving you in nothing but your matching pink tank top and black laced panties. You snickered as you stepped out the shorts, kicking them to the side.
"If you wanted to have sex that's all you had to say. Over here making it seem like we was gonna kill someone.." You joked as Nas smirked.
"The only thing ima be killin' is this pussy." Nas swiped your clit smoothly through the fabric with his pointer and middle fingers.
You bit your lip as you sat down on his lap, straddling him. You brought your lips to his, kissing each other sloppily. Nas groaned in the kiss as he grew harder beneath you while you grinded yourself slowly on him.
Nas then broke the kiss, gripping on you tighter as he lifted you up with your arms and legs wrapped around him. He walked through the living room towards the balcony door, causing your eyebrows to furrow.
"What are you doing?" You inquired as he slid the door open, making the warm summer breeze hit your skin.
"Nas, what the hell are you doing?! Put me down!" You began fighting your way out his arms.
"Chill yo." Nas laughed, placing you down on your feet. You smacked his chest, telling him to move out the way but all he did was block the door.
"Nope. I won, remember? So you have to do what I say. And what I want is to make love to yo' fine ass out here on this balcony—"
"Boy, are you crazy?! I'm not doing shit out here for all these people to see." You glanced down at the residents leaving and entering the condo.
You and Nas lived on the fourth floor, so there was still a chance someone could just look up and see the show he wanted to put on for everyone.
"Ain't nobody gonna see anything." He reassured you, snaking his arms around your waist and leaving open wet kisses down your neck.
"You said I was boring right?" Nas spoke in lowly. You were quickly becoming weak to his touch, you moaned instead of using your words in response.
His right hand moved down to your ass cheek, smacking it and then squeezing it. "Turn around and lemme show you something exciting then."
You lightly gasped at him suddenly tearing off your panties. He spun you around, with you now resting your hands on the balcony railing.
Nas removed his basketball shorts, pulling his manhood out. He stroked it a few times while he fingered you from the back, satisfied with how wet you became despite your nerves caused by his choice of location.
"Mmmm.. Nas please." You looked back at him desperately wanting to feel him now.
He side grinned and sank his teeth into his bottom lip as he slowly eased his dick into you.
You threw your head back, closing your eyes as the sun made your skin glow beautifully. Nas nearly came just at the sight of it.
You held the railing tighter when Nas started ramming himself in your tight wetness, faster and harder.
"I love you so much, baby. You love me?" Nas interrogated, glancing down at you creaming all over him.
"I love y-you, Nas!" You moaned out as you reached your climax unannounced.
Nas slowed down the pace, breathing heavily as he slid out of you. You faced him and kissed him hungrily.
He picked you up, with your legs back around his waist and your arms sprawled out on the railing as your back rested against it. Nas slipped his shaft back inside, swiftly thrusting himself deeply into you.
"Fuck baby!" You cried out.
You said this every time you two fucked, but this was the best sex you ever had with him. You didn't know if it was the adrenaline of you getting nasty outside the comfort of your bedroom. But Nas was putting in extra work today.
He looked at your glistening skin as sweat beads dripped down from your neck and down to your chest. Your moans and love faces were so alluring to him.
"Sexy as fuck." He mumbled, quietly moaning while gazing at you with low eyes.
In the midst of admiring you, he hastily made eye contact with a guy downstairs who gave him a thumbs up before walking off into the building. Nas let out a faint cackle before focusing back on you.
"Shit I'm finna cum." His thrusts became weak.
You suddenly began rolling your hips forward, holding tighter on to the railing for support.
"Y/N chill- ugh fuckkk." Nas grunted, his thrusts becoming sloppier and sloppier. You were so wet he couldn't even think straight anymore.
He quickly brought one hand to your swollen bud, massaging on it vigorously, watching you leak. You started squirting and moaning out loudly without a care in the world, your inner thighs and Nas' lower stomach soaked from your intense release.
"S-shit!" Nas hissed, filling you up with his seeds.
You breathed vastly as he let you down gently. "Wow." Was all you could say. You were in complete bliss. You could barely stand up straight, using the railing and Nas' arms to help you.
Nas chuckled, planting a peck on your cheek. "Had fun?"
You smiled girlishly and nodded. "Yeah. You not so boring after all." You playfully stated, causing him to kiss his teeth.
You snickered and placed your arms around his neck, sucking on it softly before whispering in his ear.
"Let's do it again."