He had grabbed me around my neck and pushed me back. “Or what?”
I couldn’t breathe. He was pulling away at my shorts. I was stunned. No, this nigga wasn’t getting ready to take my pussy. While I was trying to get his hand from around my throat, he was pulling my shorts down over my feet.
“Or what? Kyra?”
My nails dug into his arms. But now he was opening my legs with his knee, and he was pulling his dick from his sweats. I dug my nails deeper. His dick was now at my opening. He squeezed my throat tighter. His dick tore through me as he took his other hand, placed it under my ass, and grabbed it, pulling me closer, making his dick go deeper. He fucked me hard. In and out, he pounded furiously. I felt as if I was floating.
When I came to, Rick was kissing my breast. He was still hard inside me, grinding nice and slow. I wrapped my legs around his waist and began to fuck him back. He began to moan. I dug my nails into his ass cheeks, forcing him to go deeper. I couldn’t get enough of his dick.
“Fuck me, Rick! Fuck me, Rick!” I screamed. I felt as if I was on a Ferris wheel that was speeding. Then I felt the tingle, the waves, and then contractions. I started coming. The way Rick was banging my back out, I guessed he was coming, too. He gave me a bliss filled mind-altering orgasm. And he thinks I could let him go.
After what felt like an eternity, Rick rose up off me, handed me my shorts, and fixed his clothes. Then he leaned over and kissed me passionately.
“You know I love you more than anything, right?” I nodded. “Then let me do this my way.”
He got out of the limo. I rolled the window down and said, “Rick, I love you, too. But don’t keep me waiting.”
JAZ
I was dog-tired but had finally made it to Tasha’s. I’d thought I was going to be able to jump into a hot bubble bath and get under the covers. But instead, I was greeted by the drama queen looking discombobulated wearing bright pink Victoria’s Secret PJs. Her eyes were red and puffy.
“Tasha, what happened? Why are you crying?” I set my bags down.
“I’m not crying. I’m just upset.” Oh shit. This was going to be a long night. I went to hug her.
“Let me call Faheem to let him know I’m here. Do you have any herbal tea?” She nodded. “Can I get a slice of lemon with that? Please?” I saw that smart-ass look on her face. “I said please.” She waved me off and headed for the kitchen.
I pulled out a White Owl wrap from my $2,500 Michael Kors snake tote. I had hid a small case holdin’ that loud and went to rolling me a blunt while dialing Faheem.
“Hey.” Faheem answered the phone.
“Hey, babe, just wanted to let you know that I’m at Tasha’s. Are y’all all right?”
“We good.”
“You sound good, but why are you still up?” It was almost two-thirty in the morning East Coast time.
“Why are you so nosy?”
“Whatever.”
“I was waiting on your call. That’s why I’m still up,” he said.
“How sweet. You got my call, now take your ass to bed. Love you.” I kissed into the phone. “Give that to Kaeerah for me.”
“Whatever,” Faheem had the nerve to say, and then hung up on me.
I smiled, tucked the phone into my bag, and headed for the kitchen, glad that he was sounding a little more like himself.
“So, Miss Thing, what the hell is going on, and why are you talking about committing Kyra to some institution?”
“Kyra has been gone for almost two days. No phone calls, no texts, no note, nothing. I don’t have time to babysit her. I have three kids, Aisha and Trae. And you know that bitch Charli has been calling here. And he’s been to see her father a couple of times.”
“Her father?” Now, that was a shocker. “Why has he been going to see her father?” I passed her the blunt. She took a pull and passed it back.
“He said it’s business. They are working on this big business deal.” Tears were streaming down her cheeks. “He’s not home. He’s there now. I swear, Jaz, I’ma do something to that bitch. I just haven’t figured it out yet.”
I passed it back to her. She obviously needed it. She got up and fixed