What's up, folks?! I hope you guys are doing well because this Corona is making many people panic! Please remember to STAY INSIDE! It helps tremendously! #readtogether

Anyway...

Trent is such a tease! A fine tease at that. Do you think Carmon will be able to keep up the good fight or will she eventually break down those walls and stop running, according to Trent?

So y'all don't think he preached a good work back there? I know I enjoyed writing that. Him and Carmon are just amazing to write about to me.

Well, we are back with the first bulk chapter for Screw Me Over! Carmon's here to start this bulk off with a bang...or a pound...maybe a hump-
Okay I'm done. I promise! 😁

Anyway, please see the triggers that are in the summary of this story! For you may not wanna read a part of this chapter because as we all know, Carmon is the lustful Queen out of all 5 ladies. Sex is bound to happen with her. 😎

Alright, y'all! That's all I have! You may continue! 💜🤫
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Who knew that this man actually wanted us to stay and have dinner when he said that? Did he really think we were sticking around after all of that?

As soon as I put my bra and dress on, my eyes searched for my panties on the floor. Where the hell were my underwear?

"Looking for these?" his dark, goose-bumping voice sounded as my eyes looked over to him. His muscled hands held my purple-laced thong around his index finger just to spin it around. He's so annoying.

"You know those have been up my ass, right?" I said marching over to him and trying to grab my panties from his long finger. Unfortunately, he was teasing me and caught them in his hand just to pull them back with a smirk on his face. Goodness, I hate this man!

"Like that changes my thoughts on keeping these?" he said as he chuckled at my attempt to grab my panties. Sighing to myself, I turned to see Raina and her friend join us in the kitchen with smiles plastered on their faces. That was not good.

"Mommy, Troy has a ton of race cars! You can drive them with this remote!" Raina said excitingly as her smile fell at the look on my face.

It was amazing seeing Raina having fun and whatnot, but we had to leave in that moment. I wasn't staying in a home that wasn't mine and I don't normally stick around after a night of pleasure...or whatever this was.

Plus, Mr. Big Shot ruined the entire moment when he pulled out right before a good ass climax. Although he has some wonderful dick, he could have at least let me release. Cocky son of a bitch. Why the hell would I stick around after all of that?

"That's great, Raina, but we have to go back home. Your aunties need you back at the house, okay?" I lied as she looked at me like she knew exactly what was going home. She usually agrees to go back home when she knows that her aunties, especially Rena, want to see her again.

Today wasn't the case. Her grey eyes watched me with sadness and I wasn't having this. She was about to do it. She was about to-

"Mommy, I don't wanna go back home!" she whined as her face formed into her signature puppy dog sorrow face and I got mad. She knew how to push my damn buttons. I refused to stick around here any longer.

Maybe I could run by Keenan's house before going back over to Nikki's place. Rena wasn't kidding about his dick and he knows how to make a girl climax...fully.

Or what about Jeremy? He's way better in bed to be honest. Fucking with him was like a fucking workout and you burn some precious calories with him. If only he didn't have a girlfriend though. I forgot he changed up and decided to date again.

"Dad, can Raina stay for dinner? Please?" My mind kept going in and out of the whole conversation as I thought about all the guys that would be available for a good quickie.

Sean's been out of town, Cole's married now, and Derrick...oh, poor Derrick. Been ghosting this lover boy for months. Although he had some good dick too, he just wants a real relationship. That's not what I want though.

You see, once they mention any kind of intimate relationship, I hide out. One of the guys I messed around with tried stalking me just to be with me. This guy is now stalking one of my old high school...uh...acquaintances, if you will.

"Sure. Why not?" My ears heard a topless business man say lightly as he grabbed some ingredients for their dinner. My eyes widened at the view in a bit of shock. This man cooks? Where was his maid or chef? That's what many popular business owners have.

Anyway, my thoughts were interrupted when he spoke and I debunked his response with "While that sounds great, Raina and I have to go home soon. This was fun, but-"

"Mommy, I said I don't want to go. I want to stay," Raina whined as I brushed my dress off and cleared my throat in annoyance. Jesus, please don't tell me this little girl is about to throw a tantrum.

"Raina, we don't have a choice. We have to see your Auntie Rena." Oh yeah. I used Rena to make her change her mind.

She loves Rena so much that she should change her mind even though I knew good and well that she was drowning herself in the wine cabinet with Tiff at this very moment. Probably not worried about Loraina, but that was the only way we could get out of here. Raina couldn't deny being with her if she knew Rena was asking for her.

That was...until this evening.

"I don't wanna see her. I wanna play with Troy," Raina said as they ran back upstairs hand-in-hand. Getting her attention was useless in that moment. She was already gone.

Groaning loudly in my head, my ears heard a teasing low voice say "Trying to run away again? I find that funny since I can't relate."

I instantly grew frustrated and threw my hands on my hips. He already made me pissed beforehand. He was about to make me go Jess on him. Why did he find my anger so entertaining?

"Cutting off someone right before they climax again? I find that shit frustrating because I can't relate," I refuted as I crossed my arms against my chest and almost entered into the living room until...

"You're that mad about coming? Carmon, I already told you. I'm nothing like those hundreds of boys you fuck around with on the daily. When I set my sights on something, I go for it and in it for the long haul. I'm not your 'get-a-nut-and-walk-away' type of man. We're too old for that shit, Carmon. I'm a man on a mission. You're that mission, sweetheart. Want a steak?"

Was he actually serious right now? After what he just said to me, he wants to throw a steak in my face? Why was he being so damn difficult?!

"No, I don't want your damn steak. What I do with my body is none of your business. Fuck whatever you think of me and how you see me. You need to study up on someone else," I said about to march off again.

"There you go again. Pushing people away. You ever think that's why guys push you away like they do? They don't take you seriously nor worship you or your body because you don't do it. It's a suck and fuck then they want you out. You don't respect yourself and they see that."

Rolling my eyes, I was about to yell at him until "Let a man invite you to his home for a simple dinner and you're already wanting to leave. What's so wrong with a man wanting to love a beautiful woman that's been screwed over for most of her life? This is why you can't settle down and you're bouncing from bed to bed. You keep running away."

My eyes watched as the muscular man spoke while cooking up a full-course meal. Unfortunately, he knew not one thing about me. Or so I wanted to believe.

"I don't want to settle down. And you said you knew me. You obviously don't," I spoke as I sat at the kitchen table. In that moment, my words were needed. I would have just walked away, but he had me by the damn throat. I wanted him to let me go.

"Maybe you just don't know yourself," he said as he spoke over his shoulder and my eyes widened in surprise.

"Excuse me?" my voice crawled out with attitude.

"You keep telling yourself that and staying in denial like your sister. You know what? For someone that claims to be nothing like her sister, you surely do act like her."

That stab to my ego hurt so bad. He was so right but I wanted him to be so wrong. Fuck. I've lived with my sister for way too long now.

"Do you usually talk to your flings like this? Act as if you know them then reel 'em in just for sex?"

"Nope. You're the only one I've studied like I'm about to take a final exam, hun. Unfortunately, when our new receptionist was hired, the flings flew away to other billionaire's nests. That's what happens when you're in love. Now, you want a steak?" he asked as he took off his oven mitts and turned to look at me with a straight face.

Those deep clear sapphire eyes made me catch a knot in my throat and his bulky arms folded across that enlarged ice tray we consider abs. Damn, he was fine as hell.

Not even thinking of my response and just sighing to myself, my lips opened with "Sure. Might as well. We don't have anything else going on."

Covering my mouth in instant shock, my eyes widened as the boss man came out with a hearty laugh. There was nothing funny about this situation. Me caving in was not hilarious.

"Whatever just came out of those sexy lips of yours was meant to come out. Relax, I won't bite unless you want me to," he winked as he passed me a stack of plates, napkins and silverware. It was as if I had completely given up the fight. I was under some kind of spell after he spoke.

Setting up the table, however, brought back small memories of when our Mom had Tiff and I set up the table. A small smile fell across my face after I finished setting it up. Those were great times. Our parents were the greatest. How they started arguing was beyond me.

"Try this for me, love," he said as a spoon filled with hot gravy made its way into my mouth and settled onto my tongue. Not even able to say anything, I took in the savory taste of the gravy and closed my eyes. It tasted like heaven on a spoon. Nothing like anything I've tasted before. This man was a god or something.

As he lifted the spoon out from my lips, my eyes opened to his sex smirk. His face grew closer to mine as I tried to enjoy his food. "Tell me what you think, babe," he said as his gleaming blue eyes sank into my soul. I couldn't keep my eyes off him while he smiled down at me. Fuck his sexiness!

"It was amazing," a small smile curled across my face as he wiped some residue from the corner of my mouth with his thumb and sticking it in his mouth. Okay, so maybe there was something going on here, but he couldn't know that. This was too close to comfort.

"Don't burn the food, big boy," I coughed out of that intense moment realizing that my dazed look had me choke on my saliva a bit. What the hell was wrong with me?

His smile turned to a dirty smirk with his eyes moving towards my chest. Biting his lip, he said "You've got a bit of gravy there."

Groaning a bit, I took a napkin from the table and wiped it off my peeking mound. Soon, my eyes landed on the kids skipping into the kitchen to sit down at the table for dinner. It was like when Tiff and I ate with Mom and Dad at dinner. Our conversations were endless and we enjoyed each other's company.

Although I felt strange sitting by this man, he surely knew how to make me feel comfortable. He was like a mind reader and a big kid at heart. He loved talking to the kids and, of course, Raina goes on and on about our home life. As he listened to my blabbing daughter, he felt every emotion I went through while sitting in that dinner table.

His right hand began to move up and down my inner trembling thighs as he continued talking to the kids. I hated him for making me feel this way but I needed it in that moment. Closing my eyes in deep pleasure, I licked my lips lightly at his tease.

"Mommy, can we spend the night here?" Raina asked making me come out of my pleased trance. Gotta love having kids, right?

"Dad, can she? Please? Raina can wear my t-shirt and shorts," Troy even persuaded as he wrapped his arms around my little girl in a hug and they smiled at each other.

"I don't know, Raina. I wonder if your mom is up for sticking around," Trent spoke with his eyes moving slowly towards me and the kids began begging for me to say yes. I didn't want to stick around because I don't really do that when it came to flings.

However, he's got my daughter hooked and I wanted to show him that I don't back down from a challenge and run away. He knew that about me and-

"You would look gorgeous in one of my shirts," he whispered in my ear so softly as his hand raised higher up my thigh making my dress get pushed back and my vagina lips quiver. Fuck this man.

That was it. "Fine, we'll stay," I finally spoke as I swallowed hard and watched the two small kids cheer gladly. They exited from the table and raced up the stairs as my eyes darted down towards Trent's hand slipping up my dress and brushing against my already drenched lips in between my thoughts.

Leaning all the way back in my chair and just letting my body fall loose, a patterned pant fell from my lips as his long fingers continued brushing across my aching core. "Fuck, Trent. Why do you do this to me?"

My legs opened up even more to let him inside. Unfortunately, that wasn't the problem.

"Many men give it to you for free. I want you to work for what you want, sweetheart," he said deeply against my ear. My toes curled with anticipation as my nipples hardened and my entire body just worked in over time to get out of this state. I felt paralyzed.

This was so unusual for me. This teasing CEO wasn't having it and it made my body so sensitive. It craved for more of him but he wasn't giving it up.

"Don't do this to me. Please..." I eventually begged as he planted soft kisses on my neck.

"Begging won't help." I couldn't take this tease any longer.

My hand fixed his to where his fingers were deep into my folds and I groaned loudly against my lip biting. His sudden movements around my wet center made me flip the fuck out.

"Oh fuck," I sighed as they entered inside me just to move back and forth. Suddenly I heard a small groan against my left nipple while his tongue played with it. My panting quickened as I grew hotter with each stroke of his fingers and tongue. I couldn't control myself.

"What is it you want, Carmon?" he whispered into my ear slowly. His deep voice made me even wetter and turned me on.

"Fuck me, Trent. Take care of me. Please." I bit my lip trying my hardest not to explode all over his fingers. That wasn't working much as I was .2 seconds away from climaxing. Lip trembling, thighs shaking, hands clenching onto the chair, and my toes curled up even tighter just to prepare for my release until...

He fucking pulled out again! I wanted to be mad but I was coming down from a whole new type of high. "Don't fucking run from me again. You're mine and all mine."

Picking me up from the chair with his hands under my ass, he pressed his thick tongue into my neck and just made love to it as I wrapped my arms and legs around his body. He carried me up the stairs to rip my body a whole new one.

To devour me, to love me, work me the hell out, and worship my body.