Chapter 4
Chapter Four
Shina
The door slamming pulls me out of one of the best days of rest I have had in a long time. And it's all thanks to the man whose arms I'm wrapped up tight in.
I can hear the kids giggling downstairs, and though my eyes are still closed I know that school must be done for the day.
“I like this,” Rock mumbles into the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him. I sigh and crack my eyes open.
I could sleep for another day, but after the twins threw a fit about Alla taking them to school I promised them some family time.
They want to bake cookies for Santa and watch a Christmas movie.
“I don't want to move,” I whine and he laughs, shifting so I can feel how hard he is right now. We're both naked, because I couldn't be fussed with getting pajamas on.
Exhaustion won over in the long run. After saying goodbye to Alla and the kids, I put Alec down for his early morning nap and went right to sleep.
I think Rock jumped in the shower to wash off his sticky chest, but I can't remember. The moment my head hit the pillow, I was out.
“We really don't have time,” I breathe, and he groans. His hands grip my waist tight, stopping me from grinding against him.
I didn't even realize I was. My vagina has a mind of its own when it comes to the sexy man beside me.
There's a knock on my bedroom door, and Alla speaks behind the wood. “Don't get up yet, honey. Kids have some chores and projects to do,” she says, and I sigh.
“Wake me in two hours,” I call back, and she assures me she will.
Rock rolls me over and presses his lips to mine. He tries to deepen it, but I have a better idea.
Placing my hand against his chest I push him back. He looks at me with sleepy eyes.
“Lie back. I want to taste you this time,” I whisper, keeping my tone low.
His nostrils flare as he lies back down and waits for me. “Good boy, baby,” I coo, running my nails along his abs and down to his cock.
Gripping it tight, I spit, then glide my hand up and down a few times. He groans, and I stop.
“Can you be a good boy for me and stay quiet, or should I gag you?”
He bites his bottom lip, and his eyes roll back at my tone. He loves it when I command him.
“Please, Mistress. I'll be good. Just don't stop,” he grunts, and I smile. Then leaning down, I give him a quick kiss.
I resume my pace, and he grips the silk sheets underneath him, clenching them until his knuckles turn white.
“Now, stay still and quiet. I want a taste,” I warn as I bend lower and suck the tip of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue.
“So good,” I moan softly, humming. His hips jolt, shoving his dick a few more inches into my mouth.
If we were at the club I would punish him, but for right now I'll allow it.
“I'm sorry, Mistress,” he groans softly, and I smile.
I continue with shallow sucks, teasing him until he's on the brink, then I reach for his hand and place it on the back of my head.
“Thank you, Mistress,” he mumbles, moaning as I allow him to fuck my mouth. He picks up his pace as I rub his taint and use my saliva to slide it against his asshole.
It doesn't take long for him to be cursing under his breath and groaning, halting his hips as I finger fuck his tight hole, looking for that perfect spot.
I know the second I find it as he shouts and explodes down my throat. I lick him clean as he tries to catch his breath.
He whimpers as I continue to suck him. I love when he's oversensitive. “Please.”
He groans and I pop off as his cock spurts again, making a mess of his abs and I gratefully lick it up.
My pussy aches, and all I want to do right now is ride him, but the kids will be coming for me soon, so instead I turn around and back my ass up into his face.
He laughs and gives it a light smack. Grabbing my hips, he sits me down on my favorite seat, and I let him enjoy the mess he made.
It doesn't take me long and when his cock hardens again, I slide down and ride him reverse cowgirl, as he sits up and smothers my mouth with one hand, while using the other to touch and tease me.
“So good,” I mumble beneath his palm as he brings me to the brink again and again, stopping before I can come.
My eyes roll back and my toes curl. I am so close. I just need him to let me come.
“Please,” I whimper, but he does it again. Stopping right as lights burst behind my closed eyes.
Tears roll down my cheeks, and I am about to beg when there is a knock on the door.
He stops.
“Shina, there is a man at the gate for you. It looks official,” Alla says softly, and I wait until I can hear her footsteps walking away.
Rock tries to move, but fuck that.
I swirl my hips and he groans. “Baby girl, we should stop,” he grunts, but I shake my head.
He sits up more and pushes me onto my knees. “Hold on. This is going to be fast,” he warns before slamming into me like an animal.
The smacking of his pelvis against my ass echoes around the room, and I cry out as I come.
He quickly pulls out, and I squirt all down my thighs and the sheets below. Before I can comment he thrusts back inside and with two more pumps explodes.
His cock pulses hard and feels like he will never stop coming. He bites my shoulder, grunting and groaning.
“Wow,” I mumble, then fall face first to the mattress, panting.
Rock slaps my ass and rolls off the bed before scooping me up into his strong arms.
“Shower time,” he orders, but I shake my head.
“Later. I have to see why there is someone at my gate.”
He groans and looks sheepish.
“Shit, I forgot.”
He sets me down, and I walk to my closet, grabbing a maxi dress that covers the fact I'm bra-less and not wearing panties.
I am going to need that shower later for sure. Cum drips down my thighs.
I glance at the mirror and cringe. “Can you hand me the pink hair clip on the nightstand please?”
Rock walks over and hands it to me. I toss my hair up, and he grunts.
“Fuck, baby girl, you look and smell so sexy right now.”
I roll my eyes and once he has some clothes on, I open my door and head downstairs.
There are men talking in my kitchen and my hands begin to shake. Why are they inside?!
Rock presses his chest to my back and wraps me in his arms. I have never told him about how I feel when people are in my spaces uninvited, but he just seems to know.
I'm glad he's here right now.
After a few deep breaths, I walk to the kitchen and freeze. There are three police officers sitting at the table with coffee and a plate of cookies.
Alla catches my eye and nods toward the back yard. I look that way and see Leena playing with the twins.
Okay, at least they aren't inside for whatever fuckery this is.
“Gentlemen, thank you for waiting,” I begin, and they stand. “I'm sorry for the delay. I work nights and wasn't expecting a visit.”
I try to stay polite because I don't know why they are here.
“Ma'am, I'm Officer Wilkens, and this is Officer Matthews, and Officer Lyons, I'm afraid this isn't a pleasant house call. We have some news about your sister…”
I grip the table and pull out a chair. Taking some deep breaths, I sit and look up at the man in charge.
“Okay, I'm ready.”
He gives me a sad look, and I already know.
“She was found this morning in a run down motel a few blocks from here. I'm sorry, but we need you to come down to the morgue and ID her body.”
“How?”
“She overdosed.”
I suck in a gasp as my shoulders begin to shake. Rock places his hand there as he talks with the police, getting more information.
I stare out the window at the blessings my sister gave me. How am I going to tell them? Should I even bother?
Christmas is in three days. The first tear rolls down my cheek, and then many more follow.
Alla brings me Alec and a box of tissues. Her eyes are rimmed red, and I can tell she's heartbroken as well.
“What do I do?” I ask her quietly, she sighs, takes the seat beside me and grabs my hand as I rock Alec with my other arm.
“I think Leena already suspects. The moment she saw their uniforms she shut down, grabbed the twins and led them out the door.”
I close my eyes and breathe. God, she doesn’t deserve this. None of us do. I think deep down I knew this would be the end result, but why now?
Happy Fucking Holidays.
“Ma'am,” Officer Wilkens says, pulling my attention his way. “Are you able to come now? With the holidays approaching we need to handle everything in a timely manner.”
Alla holds out her arms for the baby, and I press a quick kiss to his head, then pass him over.
“I will distract the children with sweets and activities while you're gone,” Alla says and I nod.
I look at Rock. “I know you didn't sign up for this, but would you come with me?”
He crouches down in front of me, pulls me into a tight hug, and then rubs my back. “Yes, you don't even need to ask,” he assures, then turns toward the policemen, standing. “I will drive her there within the hour. Allow her some time to process.”
“Of course. We are sorry for your loss.”
Alla sees them out as I sit at the table zoning out, thinking back to the days when my sister and I would play tag in the yard.
There was a large age gap between us, but I still loved her. I never wanted this for her. I shouldn't have left. Marrying Patrick was a mistake in so many damn ways.