Rayqelle's Revenge ---Book 1--- Special Holiday Edition (Ratchet) Read Online Free PDF

pussy. He pulled my hair to the side and kissed my neck.  We both laid there for a moment, too exhausted to move or speak. All of a sudden the motion light from the house next door came on and shined into the car; sending us into a mad scramble for our clothes. Then a tired old voice spoke from just across the fence.
     
    “Who’s out there? What’s going on? Chance, Rayqelle, is that you? Is everything O.K.?”
    It was nosy ass Mrs. Thomas. She’s the unofficial neighborhood watch commander. We hurried to fix our clothes as she moved toward the car with a flashlight in her hand. We both knew that if she caught us like this the whole neighborhood would hear about it by morning.
    “Hi Mrs. Thomas. Everything is fine, thanks for askin’. We hope to see you at the gallery opening next week. Please tell Mr. Thomas we said hi. Goodnight Mrs. Thomas.” Chance quickly stuttered.
    “O.K. I just came out to see what was going on. I heard some awfully strange noises, you kids be careful and have a goodnight,” Mrs. Thomas said.
    “Goodnight.” We both said in unison.
    As soon as she turned around, we both jumped out of the car and ran into the house laughing like two high school kids who just got busted makin’ out in the park. Once inside, I slammed the door and I grabbed Chance by the hand leading him upstairs to the shower. I quickly set the water. While unbuttoning his shirt, I kissed his chest and undid his pants. I could see his dick bulging through his shorts.
     
    Chance unzipped my skirt, lifted my blouse over my head, and began to run his hands across my body. We hurried into the shower for a repeat performance of what just went down outside in the car. We made love under the steaming hot water for another fifteen minutes. We then stepped out of the shower and ran down the hall into the bedroom, still dripping wet. We fell onto the bed with nothing between us but drops of water and the heat from our bodies; then we passed out wrapped around each other.
     
    And I reached over, kissed his lips, and delicately traced along his eyebrow with my fingertip.

CHAPTER 5
     
    I woke up the next morning with Chance lying next to me, watching me as I slept. He had the strangest look on his face, as though he was almost mesmerized. He said that last night had to be about the hottest sexcapade that we ever had, and I agree! The passion over flowed from every angle. When I got out of bed he grabbed my hands and said, “You better go get those nails fixed. They’re lookin’ a little rough,” and he laughed.
     
    “Oh! Thanks for remindin’ me. I need fifty dollars and don’t even give me that look. If yo’ damn dick wasn’t so big I’d still have my nails! So… cough it up Big Daddy! Never mind. I’ll get it myself, I know where yo’ wallet is, and I need to get a few things from the grocery store anyway. So, better make it an even hundred,” I said rushing to beat Chance to the shower.
    That evening as I returned home from the grocery store, the telephone rang. The caller I.D. said Chicago Hilton. “Who could this be?” I thought to myself as I answered.
    “Hello?”
    “Hello Miss Davis. I know you ain’t forget to call me?” It was Iesha.
    “Girl… I was just about to sit down and call you; I just got back in from the store. What’s goin’ on?” I asked excitedly.
    “Well, I hope you don’t mind, but I couldn’t wait to talk to you; so I looked you up... Luckily it ain’t that many Evan Chances in the phone book.” Iesha said, sarcastically.
    I guess I forgot to give her my number at the restaurant. Anyway, we got to talkin’ about old times and gettin’ caught up on the latest gossip; like, how this person was doing and who that person was doing. We use to girl talk for hours. Iesha told me that life in the world of high fashion wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be, and actually she wasn’t even all that involved in it at the moment. She said, “Girl listen, I had to make some hard