Engagement

Izuna couldn't help but feel annoyed that his wife was having a conversation with his cousin Shisui. Sure they had only married out of convenience. He needed his green card to legally stay in America and Naomi needed to pay off her debt to the family. He knew that in college, Shisui and Naomi had a thing. She brushed it off as a fling but that fling was two damn years of her college life. Itachi told him. This was what his cousin's father hated. He knew Shisui has feelings for Naomi and he made Shisui come back to Japan. Naomi was a poor black girl from Chicago with no connections back then. Now, she's a rich black woman with connections via Izuna.

He grabbed the drink that was offered to him by the waiter and took it down in one shot. Naomi promised to be his eye candy and gotten dressed up for the event. She did her bargain and now that the party is over, there she is, catching up with her ex. Walking up to the pair, he was greeted by his cousin while his wife looked mildly irritated at him. He will deal with that later.

"Shisui-san, nice to see you again," he greeted, seeing Naomi rolling her eyes getting up. She received the text from Izuna, telling her to wrap up the conversation. You would think that she was a child but she gotten an old friend's number so she'll let Izuna have whatever moment this was. She gotten another drink and quickly drunk it, seeing that the two men conversation was ending. "You ready to go Naomi?" Izuna asked. She heard the undertone in his voice. He expected her to say yes. She is not in the mood to fight, she'll have to fight this pending hangover. She got up quietly, bid farewell to an old friend, being led away by her husband who arm was around her waist. They did not speak. Walking to the valet, Izuna handed him the ticket, waiting for the car to be brought to them. It was a bit chilly but as usual, Naomi was prepared. She brought her light trench coat.

"Naomi," Izuna said, opening her car door for her. She gotten in quietly, buckling her seat belt as Izuna sat down, driving off. He glanced at Naomi who was texting on her phone. She couldn't be texting his cousin in front of him would she?

"Can we grab a bite to eat?" she muttered, leaning her head against the window.

"Hm, why didn't you eat at the dinner?"

"There's a Mcdonald's not far from here,"

"You don't even like McDonald,"

"Well you don't want to get tacos on…"

"That is forty-five minutes in the other direction and it is midnight. You're zoning out right now," he yelled, jerking the woman awake. Naomi growled, facing the window; she was hungry and he was being an ass. The drive home was dull but she gotten white castle. A jaguar, in a white castle line. He only did it to sober her up and not hear her fuss all damn night while he sleeps. Opening the door to their condo, Naomi sat down her food, kicking off her heels. This was a tiring night and she could feel Izuna wanted to talk. In the nine months of them being married, they are sharing a room…almost every day. It took some time, but Izuna gotten her to sleep next to him more often.

The deal she made with the Uchiha brothers was that she'll marry Izuna until he gets his citizenship here. The debt she owed for her degree would be forgiven if she stays marry for the minimum of five years.

"I had to drive my Jaguar in White Castle line."

"It was an upgrade from McDonalds," she stated as she washes her hands. She respected his rule of not eating in his car.

"Why did you think that," he mused, hanging up his jacket. She grabbed two paper plates putting their food on it.

"You got you a few burgers. You hate McDonalds more than I do," she teased, devouring her second burger. Well since she tried to give him the silent treatment, he might as well get him too.

"I hate it because it's disgusting; you hate it because they gotten rid of the dollar menu and the wraps,"

"I will never support their asses," she grumbled, unzipping her dress.

"You were just twenty minutes ago," he commented, eyeing the woman as she takes off her dress. That tight dress suited her and she wasn't wearing a bra with it. She took a long breath, stretching out her arms. He was appreciating the view.

"You were buying not me," she snorted, folding up her dress. It was a nice burgundy color and she did not think she would wear it to this sort of thing. It was basically club wear. Izuna would not stop grabbing and smacking her ass. Peering to her side, she saw the way Izuna was eyeing her.
"We had two quickies already. Last one is why I have no panties," she muttered hearing her husband laugh. He ambushed her in the bathroom and in his brother's limo. The limo, he ripped them off.

"We was gone for thirty minutes, I wouldn't call that a quickie," he bragged as Naomi went to her bedroom. She grabbed her phones and a pair of underwear, going inside the bathroom. Izuna cleared the table, got undressed, and went into the bathroom with his wife. Naomi has a facial routine she does before bed so he can take his while she's prepping. He smacked her ass hard then got into the shower.

"You couldn't help yourself could you?" she asked, scrubbing the rest of her makeup off. She had sure to beat the hell out of her face to match the dress and the mood.

"Not when it's out. Thank you for coming. I didn't think you were going to come," he commented, turning on the shower. He would ask for shower sex but she's worried about falling and busting her ass in the shower. She has no qualms about car sex or giving him head while he drives though.

"You lucky I had a dress and I just got my braids in yesterday. Who the hell tells somebody about an event three hours before it happens," she huffed. "I was feeling myself today."

"I honestly didn't think you would say yes," Izuna replied. At first, he did not ask her to come because she was uncomfortable around him, and she is terrible at hiding her emotions on her face. She still is but she's pleasant when respected. She called one of his cousins a small dick mediocre business man whose only accomplishment in life was being born an Uchiha. He basically called her a whore so she replied with that. But she was shocked that Izuna had defended her and kicked his cousin out of the dinner. That was a turning point for them.

"Well, you picked me up after getting drunk from mimosas two days ago so being arm candy wouldn't kill me," she smiled, biting her lip. Izuna was not the man she was afraid he was going to be. Their personalities mashes well. Izuna walked out the shower with a semi-erect, hugging Naomi from behind.

"I'm glad," he whispered in her ear, kissing her cheek. He began caressing her sides, cupping her breasts. He saw the look of desire in her eyes, then walk out the bathroom. He is not interested in having another quickie. He wants the nasty sex so until she comes out, he'll finished up work.

He still had a few papers he needed to finish so he can enjoy his day off tomorrow. He was on bed, typing away and sending out emails until he heard his wife called out his name an in irritated voice.

"Izuna," looking up, he saw his wife glaring at him in nothing but her underwear. She had her two phones in her hands, arms folded across her chest.

"You're wearing a black thong, interesting choice," he commented, going back to work. "If you want sex, I'll be ready in two minutes."

"You locked my bedroom door," an annoying habit of his. He was ensuring that she came to him.

"It's been a long, stressful week for the both of us. Come," he said patting the empty side of the bed. He brought her two chargers and bonnet with him so she'll be okay. When he learned that she has two phones, he honestly thought she was cheating. Even if this marriage isn't out of love, they both can respect each other. He told her the day they went to city hall for the certification, "I am a faithful man and I expect you to be a faithful woman." She gotten the phone when she received her 2nd nursing paycheck or what she calls it "big girl," paycheck. It bothered him seeing she wouldn't open up to him in the beginning of their marriage. He confronted her as to why she has two phones. She told him one is personal and the other for work; and now that he knows her personality better, it's not a surprise. She loves to work and has the work phone when her job or one of her registry jobs calls her to fill in. If she doesn't want to be bother, she turns that phone off; she does not want her job to know her number. He never knew that the hospital or nursing home is short every damn day. Sometimes he would answer it or turn it off himself. In the middle of the night, asking his wife to come in in three hours for 1.5x the pay after she did an 18 hour shift. She was charting and complained that her fucking patient coded on her, five minutes before she was giving report. She was contemplating on going until he took the phone from her and told her boss she is tired and not going in. Then turned off the phone and put it in his drawer.

"Fine, I just don't like that you lock my bedroom with my nice tv," she mumbled, looking for one of her shirts in the dresser. She saw a few and some lingerie nightgowns. Knowing he likes light colors on her, she picked out the pink one, quickly putting it on.

"I have a TV," he huffed, as Naomi climbed into bed placing her insulated water bottle on the dresser next to her. Why she has that huge thing with her, she doesn't want to walk out of bed for water.

"I have to put on my glasses to watch that screen," she said, putting on her glasses for emphasizes. Turning on to Hulu, she browses while checking her messages. "Foxworth, Illinois. Looking for RN for seven to three. Pay is $55/hr. How far is this place?"

"It is an hour and a half drive from here plus the downtown traffic and it is almost one," Izuna stated, before she could finish googling the direction. Calculating the cons, she already made up her mind to not go.

"I mean I function on three hours of sleep," she teased, catching up on her messages.

"Not healthy and don't you have to work tomorrow night?" he asked putting away his laptop. Feeling on her smooth legs, Izuna took the remote and start looking for a movie. She likes background noises and he was only interested in his wife. He couldn't help but admire her in this night-gown and she was wearing her mango body butter. While he was looking for the movie, Naomi took off her glasses and slid her hand down his boxers. Slowly stroking his already hard dick, she took it out and began licking the head. She pumped as she licked up and down the shaft, hearing a slight moan. Smiling, she hovered over his dick, getting slob all over it then put it in her mouth. She heard a louder moan this time. Izuna clicked on a random movie, enjoying the blow job. She was slobbing and slurping all over his dick. The drool getting on his thighs as she went down as deep as she could. Putting his hand on her head, Izuna bucked up slightly trying to stop himself from taking over. She was making him putty in her mouth. After a few minutes, she did a final slurp before letting him go with a loud pop. She had so much drool going down her chin to her breasts it was making him go crazy. Grabbing her by the neck, he brought her in for her kiss, rolling them over so he's on top. He tongue wrestled for a bit before trailing down her neck, caressing her sides. Pulling down the straps, he sucked one of her titties, feeling her tremble. Naomi was not a screamer, but he will make her scream tonight.

Rubbing his thumb over her clit, he stuck two fingers into her wet, tight pussy, slowly pumping his fingers. Biting her lip to keep from moaning, Naomi clenched the sheets as Izuna grinned against her flesh. Her breathing was getting faster. Trailing his lip back to her neck, he kissed it softly, hitting her weak spots. "You will be screaming my name tonight," he purred, kissing her lips. Naomi giggled, making him smirk. She was challenging him. He kissed both of her thighs before giving her a sinister smirk. He kissed her pussy, then gave it a long lick. Propping her up a bit, he suck the clit, while using his tongue to lick her inside of her pussy. He felt her shaking and added three fingers inside her, getting her to moan. She was still trying to stifle them…how cute. He kept going, feeling her juices getting over his face and the bed. Five minutes of oral and fingers and she came. Looking at the panties he pushed to the side, he ripped them off, seeing it was about to get in the way. Naomi handed him the bottle of lube and he squirted a lot on. Lube makes it more interesting.

Pushing her legs to her head, Izuna thrusted into her hearing let out a louder moan. Not has loud as he wanted but she was gonna make him fight for this. Naomi pushed her hips up, feeling him hitting her spot. It was so hard to move because he had her pinned and he was giving her some hard strokes. Putting her legs over his shoulders, he bent down, making out with her. So much tongue and slob; she bit his lip, feeling him moaning. His strokes became faster; her moans louder. She grabbed his back, clenching to him tightly. She was getting all of him inside her as she could.

"Yes that's right. You want me Naomi," he grunted in her ear.

"Yes," she moaned, feeling herself getting wetter and wetter. She was creaming all over him, needing more of him.

"Don't you dare! You scream louder," he demanded, grabbing her throat tightly by the side. He sped up, sending her over the edge, making her cum. Then she felt his hot seeds shooting inside her. He pumped a few more times before catching his breath. He stayed inside her a few minutes, stroking her forehead.

"I…won," she beamed victoriously getting a confused look from Izuna. He chuckled, pulling out of her pussy. He went into his nightstand, pulling out a flask of alcohol taking a few big gulps. Smelling the alcohol, Naomi knew it was fireball.

"Who said I was finished?" he questioned, turning off the television. Hooking up his phone to the blue speaker, he began looking for music. "Take your gown off," he commanded, putting his phone down. She did what she was told and heard Fantasy by Ludacris. 'Oh shit,' she thought, when he flipped her onto her knees. He was about to kill her shit doggy style…and he did. She lost that battle within ten minutes. She was arching her back like she was a cat; he was smacking her ass and licking her all over. There were so many love bites going around. She had a huge smile on her face as did he. That round lasted twenty minutes and she was tired. She knew her pussy was. He made her an over-stuffed twinkie tonight.

"What was that about you winning?" he asked, trying to catch her breath. He smacked her thigh lightly when she pretended to be asleep. "I give you that round," she smiled worn out. She grabbed her water, drinking it eagerly.

"Thank god for birth control," he muttered, sitting up on his elbows. She laid on her stomach, looking up at him. He drained her. They haven't had sex like this in a month.

"Naomi, is this your weekend to work?" he asked, wrapping his arm around her. She scooted closer to his chest. "Nope. Did you want to get breakfast?" she asked. They were getting better at conversations with each other.

"Yes and we can also go to Treasure Island," he said, rubbing her back.

"Is it to get that white spandex nursing outfit?" He was eyeing it the last time they went and got lube and crop whip when they role played. She enjoyed being in charge and teasing him.

"And some handcuffs," he chuckled. Since she will be off, she could wear it and he can handcuff her to the bedpost.

"Okay," she smiled, falling asleep on his chest. Izuna liked how the route of this relationship was going. It was like they were dating and even though he doesn't say it much, Izuna loves giving her affections. It was her love language and he is more than happy to give it to her because he loves receiving it too. She was a bratty, spoiled, smart, career-minded woman. She is also so nonchalant that it's hard to read her. She understands him and she also comes to his office often to make sure he's eaten. She cares for him and she told him that she was scared to love him because he might break her heart. He overheard her telling her friend that. He told her that he loves her but she thought it was because of the sex. Lust fades and he knows his feelings for her are getting stronger. She told him she loves him too and they have been working on getting to know each other more.

They were bonding more and he has gotten her to work less. Maybe Naomi would stay in this marriage after five years. He wouldn't mind it but he knows one thing, he's not losing to Shisui. Looking at his wife, sleeping form, he smiled. He'll wake her up in an hour for round three. He enjoys it too much when she calls his name.