Chapter 4 TONI ROC #2
And he meant that shit.
I heard the zipper from his duffle bag drag across the phone, and the sound almost knocked the air right out my lungs. Nobody ever rushed to me before. Nobody ever dropped everything for me. Nobody ever reacted to my pain like it was theirs.
Kay’Lo was movin’ around on the phone, grabbin’ clothes and throwin’ them into the bag.
He wasn’t even thinkin’ about the consequences.
He wasn’t thinkin’ about Pressure or the mansion or the fact that he lived in a whole different world on a fuckin’ island.
He just kept sayin’, “Baby, I’m on my way.
Book whatever hotel you want. Use my card. ”
“I don’t know your card information,” I whispered, even though my hands was shakin’.
“I’mma give it to you. I trust you,” he said, not even hesitatin’. “Use it for whatever. I don’t give a fuck about the money. I just need you comfortable until I get there.”
My throat got heavy when he said that ‘cause nobody trusted me with nothin’ before. Nobody talked to me like I was worth bein’ protected.
He gave me every number I needed. I could barely type ‘cause my fingers wouldn’t stop tremblin’, but he told me he wasn’t hangin’ up until the room was booked.
He stayed right there on the phone with me while I clicked through the website and picked a luxury hotel I ain’t even know existed in my city.
It was the expensive shit with marble floors and people in uniforms who talk soft.
“Book it, baby,” he said. “I don’t care how much it cost.”
It took everything in me not to cry.
I didn’t go back to my grandma’s house. I couldn’t. I couldn’t let her see me like that. I couldn’t let her ask questions I wasn’t ready to answer.
So I took a Uber straight to the hotel and dragged my bags inside.
The lobby was cold and smelled like expensive candles, and the chairs in there was nicer than any furniture I ever had in my life.
I should’ve checked in right away, but I was too anxious to even walk to the counter.
My mind wouldn’t stop racin’. My stomach hurt.
My chest felt tight. I hadn’t eaten a single thing since the day before, and all I could think about was Kay’Lo.
I sat in the lobby with my luggage next to me, starin’ at the glass doors like he was gon’ walk through them at any second. Every time my phone buzzed, I jumped.
He texted me every few minutes.
“I’m gassin’ the car now.”
“Baby, stay right there. I’m comin’.”
“You good? Talk to me.”
“I’m halfway to the airport.”
Every single message made me squeeze my legs together ‘cause I felt wanted in a way I never felt wanted in my life. I felt claimed. I felt chosen. I felt like somebody finally chose me for real, not ‘cause they needed me, but ‘cause they wanted me.
Hours went by and it felt like days. People walked through the lobby, talkin’, laughin’ and draggin’ suitcases while I sat there in a hoodie, rockin’ back and forth, readin’ Kay’Lo’s texts like they was holdin’ me together.
When he finally texted “I’m here,” my whole body froze.
I looked up, and there he was... Tall as hell, broad shoulders, thick arms and tattoos showin’ everywhere. His chains was glistenin’ under the bright lobby lights. His hair cut was crispy, his eyes was dark and he looked so fuckin’ sexy I forgot how to breathe.
He stood there lookin’ around like he was ready to tear the whole hotel apart until he found me, and when our eyes met, somethin’ in him softened even though he still looked dangerous.
“Toni,” he said under his breath, like he been waitin’ to say my name all day.
I jumped up so fast my suitcase flipped over, and I ran straight to him. I ain’t walk. I ain’t think. I just flew into his arms like that was where I belonged.
Kay’Lo caught me without missin’ a beat and picked me up, and my legs wrapped around his waist so natural it surprised me. I buried my face in his neck, and he held me tight, one hand pressed into my back, the other holdin’ under my thighs so I wouldn’t slip.
He kissed me right there in the middle of the lobby. It wasn’t no light kiss either. He swallowed my whole mouth. His lips moved slow and deep against mine like he was lettin’ the whole world know who I belonged to, and I felt myself melt into him right there in front of everybody.
He ain’t care who watched, and I didn’t either.
People walked past us with shocked faces, but Kay’Lo didn’t let me down.
He didn’t loosen his grip. He held me like he paid for me and he was takin’ me home.
I kissed his cheeks, his jawline and his lips again ‘cause I couldn’t stop.
My fingers clawed into his hair, and he groaned under his breath like he felt everything I was feelin’.
“Baby, I got you,” he whispered against my lips. “Ain’t nobody takin’ you from me. Not after this.”
I felt my heart drop right into my stomach.
I felt safe.
Me… Toni… Safe.
I ain’t know that feelin’ until that moment.
He walked to the front desk with me still wrapped around him like I weighed nothin’.
He talked to the clerk while my face was buried in his neck, and the clerk looked away like he was scared to interrupt us.
Kay’Lo signed whatever he needed to sign with one hand, grabbed the keycard, and nodded for the clerk to hand him our luggage.
He pushed both suitcases toward the elevator with his free hand while I held on tighter, kissin’ him on the side of his face. The hotel staff pretended like they ain’t see us, but the energy in the room changed.
We got into the elevator and the second the doors closed, he let out a breath and kissed me again, slow and hungry, like he waited years for it.
His hands gripped my thighs, slid up my waist, pulled me closer, and I felt my whole body reacting to him in ways that scared me ‘cause it was too real. It was too deep, and too much.
When the doors opened, Kay’Lo stepped out with me still in his arms, my legs tight around his waist and dragged our luggage down the hall. He kicked the door shut once we got inside and dropped the bags, and we ain’t even talk.
Our clothes came off like they was in the way.
His mouth went everywhere. My hands went everywhere.
Every touch felt like a promise, like we was bindin ourselves to each other without sayin it out loud.
The passion between us lit up the room like fire, and for the first time, somebody loved my body like it deserved to be loved.
Kay’Lo grabbed me by my waist and my legs wrapped tighter around him before I could think.
He pinned me against the wall like he needed my body pressed to his.
His lips was all over my neck, suckin and kissin in slow circles that made my body melt right into him.
He kissed the side of my throat, then my collarbone, then slid his tongue all over my chest, takin one of my nipples in his mouth while his hands gripped my ass.
“Damn, baby,” he whispered against my skin. “I love this body. Every part of it. You feel me?”
All I could do was nod and hold onto him, my nails diggin’ into his shoulders while he slid his dick against my pussy, rubbin’ himself on my clit until I was beggin’ for him to go inside me.
He groaned every time the head of his dick touched my clit, like my body was doin’ somethin’ to him he couldn’t fight.
He lifted me off the wall and carried me across the room, still kissin on my neck, my jaw, my lips, lickin’ into my mouth slow and sloppy like he was drunk off me. He laid me on the bed and pressed my legs open with his hands, lookin down at me like I belonged to him.
“You know I’m locked in with you,” he said, strokin’ his dick against my slit, lettin the tip slide slow over my clit. “Nobody stoppin us. Nobody takin you from me.”
“Kay’Lo…” I whispered, breathin’ hard, my voice soft ‘cause he made me feel like a whole different woman.
“You my baby now,” he murmured, kissin’ my chin, then my lips again. “You hear me, mama? You feel all this love I got for you?”
I nodded fast, grabbin’ his back and pullin’ him down to me ‘cause I needed his dick inside me before I lost my mind. He rubbed it through my wetness one more time, then slid in deep, slow, and heavy. My body arched right off the mattress. He filled me so good my voice came out in a broken moan.
“Oh my God… Kay’Lo…”
He groaned deep in his chest, the sound hittin’ my ear like he was the one losin’ control. He grabbed the backs of my thighs and pushed my legs up toward my shoulders, pinning me into the bed while he stroked deeper than anybody ever had.
“Yeah… baby,” he whispered, kissin’ the corner of my mouth, then my cheek, then my chin again. “You feel how deep in this pussy I am, baby. I’m in you for real.”
His hips pressed into me slow at first, then picked up like he couldn’t hold back no more.
Every stroke made my nails scrape down his back.
Every thrust made me swallow my breath. He was on me everywhere.
His lips was on my neck, on my chest, on my shoulder, everywhere he could reach while he kept whisperin to me through every stroke.
“You feel too good,” he breathed, kissin’ me again. “I swear you made for me. Say it, baby. Tell me you made for me.”
“I’m made for you,” I moaned, my voice shakin. “I feel all of you.”
“That’s right,” he whispered, kissin’ me again, his tongue slidin’ into my mouth while he stroked deeper. “‘Cause I’mma take care of you, mama.”
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pushed my hips up to meet him, my legs tremblin’ from how deep he was hittin my pussy. He moaned into my mouth, a thick, sexy sound that made my whole lower body clench around him.
He felt it, and he grabbed my thighs harder.
“Aww baby… you gon make me nut in you,” he whispered, his voice low and almost gone. “You feel so good. I can’t hold it. I can’t hold nothin back.”
“Kay’Lo… please…” I moaned, completely under him.
“That’s all I needed to hear,” he breathed, kissin’ me slow and messy while his strokes got deeper and harder. “That pretty little please.”
His body tensed up. His hips pushed forward, and his moan spilled into my mouth while he was still kissin’ me.
He nutted in me hard, deep, and long, holdin’ my legs back with both hands while his whole body shook over mine. And he never stopped kissin’ me. Even while he was fillin’ my pussy up, his lips stayed right on mine, soft and hungry.
But he didn’t pull out. His dick stayed hard inside me, thick and throbbin’, and he kissed me again, breathin’ heavy against my mouth.
“Come here, baby,” he whispered, his voice low and damn near gone. “I’m not done with you.”
He rolled us over with one slow move, layin’ on his back and bringin’ me with him. My legs slid over his waist and I felt his dick still deep in me, hotter and harder than before. His hands gripped my hips and pulled me down on him, makin me gasp.
“Sit on it,” he murmured, lookin’ up at me with that wild stare. “Ride me, mama. Get your nut.”
I put my hands on his chest, my palms flat against his warm skin, feelin’ his tattoos under my fingers. His chest rose fast and heavy while he stared at me like he was starin’ at the only woman he ever wanted.
I started movin’ slow, rollin’ my hips on him, and his fingers tightened on my waist, guidin’ me exactly how he wanted it.
“That’s it,” he whispered, his voice scratchy and deep. “Baby… you feel how deep I’m in you.”
“Kay’Lo…” I moaned, feelin’ my body start to build again, that heat rushin’ low in my stomach.
“Yes, baby love? Talk to me.”
“I… I…” I couldn’t even get the fuckin’ words out.
“I feel that pussy gettin wetter,” he said, rubbin’ his thumb over my hip while he watched me ride him. “I feel it baby. I feel this pussy openin’ up for me. You right there.”
My breathin’ got shaky, and my thighs trembled around him.
I leaned forward like I wanted to lay my chest on his, but he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back up, his eyes locked on mine.
“Nah, baby,” he said softly, his voice full of love and hunger. “Sit up on your dick. Take all of it. Don’t give up on me.”
I whimpered and circled my hips again, ridin’ him deeper, feelin’ his dick slide right against the spot that made my whole body jump.
“That’s my girl,” he whispered. “You got it. You feel me right there”
“Kay’Lo… oh my God…”
“Let that nut come, baby. Let it come. I feel it. I feel your pussy squeezin’ me. You so close.”
My nails dug into his chest. My head fell back, and my thighs shook harder.
“Baby love… bring it to me,” he whispered, movin’ my hips with his hands, guidin’ every roll. “Right there. Keep goin’. Don’t stop.”
“Kay’Lo…” I cried out, my voice breakin’ while the orgasm built fast and deep.
“Yeah, mama,” he breathed, lookin’ at me like he wanted to swallow every sound. “Give yourself that nut. You deserve it. Right here on my dick. Let it hit.”
His words, his voice, his hands, all of it crashed together inside me.
My body locked up. My legs shook uncontrollably.
And I came hard on his dick, ridin’ through the orgasm while he held my waist and kissed my hands and wrists, lettin’ me feel every ounce of how much he cared for me.
When we finally slowed down, he laid my forehead on his cheek and whispered into my ear, breathin’ heavy.
“I told you,” he murmured. “Nobody stoppin’ us now.”
Afterward, I laid on his chest while he stroked my hair, breathin’ slow and calm for the first time since Ka’mari ruined everything.
I whispered, “What about Pressure?”
Kay’Lo slid his hand down my back and said, “We gon’ be good. That’s my cousin, and he always gon’ be my brother, but you with me now.”
I tried to speak again, but he cut me off like the man he was.
“Toni, you mine now. You ain’t got nothin’ to worry about. I’m here.”
And that was the moment I knew my whole life was never gon’ be the same again.
I kissed him soft and felt my chest warm in a way I ain’t even know my body could make room for.
Then I looked at y’all through the page and smiled to myself ‘cause the story speaks for itself.
Y’all know the rest…