Chapter 5 #3
Rose swallowed some of his beer and set the bottle on the counter. He locked eyes with her, and for a minute, he didn’t say anything. He let his head hang low before shifting it back and forth in disbelief.
“All this time, and you still doubt a nigga, don’t you?” he queried, masking the evident hurt.
Minx couldn’t understand the kind of burden that Rose carried and always had.
Yes, her family had taken him in, and he was grateful as fuck for it all these years.
The fact that she still questioned him on her place in his life made him feel as if he couldn’t do enough to please her. Maybe he never could.
“How can I not doubt you when every time I turn around, you end up with her? She gets to come visit you when you are away. She’s the first person you see when you step foot back in town, not me.” Minx was being a brat, but she didn’t care.
She threw her arms up, and her body trembled from working herself up.
She knew Rose could never care for anyone the way that he did her.
It didn’t stop her from feeling threatened, especially when it came to their history.
With his back still against the counter, Rose brought both hands up, bracing himself.
He saw how upset she was, but Minx could get like that sometimes.
He knew he had to let her rant and then he would calm her ass down.
“You hold all of my secrets, Minx. Not Nadia. She can never make me feel the way you do because she ain’t you.
” He lifted both shoulders and spoke simply.
“Ain’t no hidden shit that you’re missing or nothing like that.
I couldn’t be with you the way I wanted to be in the beginning.
You were young, and I valued my life. Max would’ve killed me if I tried anything with you.
Nadia was there, and I was young and dumb.
I was just trying to get some pussy.” He took a couple of steps toward her.
“Shit with us is different. It’s intimate.
It’s more than sex, and that shit is even better because of who you are and what I feel for you.
” Towering over her, his brooding eyes linked with hers, and Minx’s breath caught in her chest.
“Minx, you live in a nigga’s soul, shorty. I need you to know that.”
She bit nervously into her bottom lip while her eyes misted, and sniffled back tears like a big ass baby.
Rose reached out, thumbing away her tears, holding her loving gaze.
He knelt over, meshing his lips into hers gently at first. Grabbing his arms, she held on to him as their tongues danced and Rose deepened the kiss.
“Mmm…” Minx moaned into his mouth, clinging to him like a needy child.
Rose scooped her off the ground. Smothering each other with nasty, sloppy kisses, Minx’s legs fell around his waist. His strong arms kept her in place against his upper torso while he backed her into a wall and attacked her with lust-filled kisses.
A puddle formed between her legs. Rose slowed down, catching his breath, but still kissing her gently as she ran her hand over the top of his head.
He pulled back a little, resting his forehead against hers.
With the cutest pout she stared back at him, and his stiff member jerked at the cute half smile she gave him.
“It’s us against everybody, Minx. Don’t ever doubt that shit. Another bitch will never know the key to my fucking heart because only you hold that,” he assured her, his large hand resting against her collarbone gently while her heart thumped rapidly in her chest.
He knew that feeling all too well because his seemed to have the same rhythm.
“Take me upstairs. Right now. It’s me against you. May the strongest one win.” She swiped her tongue across his lips, and he took her mouth and fed her his.
Rose gladly carried her up the stairs, where they fucked up his bedroom and ended up spread out sideways on the foot of his bed.
Naked, tangled in the sheets, Minx lay next to him watching his sweat-covered chest rise and fall.
Rose had to catch his breath from the work they put in.
Minx drained his soul, and when his eyes fell on her it was almost like seeing her for the first time.
He’d known her most of his life, but never like that.
The way he felt inside her, the grip her walls put on his dick.
He’d imprinted on her for sure, like a wolf, and he didn’t want to forget how it felt.
“Why you looking at me like that?” she asked, her face flushed and insides fluttering like a lovesick little girl.
Rose gave her that old-school love vibe, and she held it very close to her heart.
“Because I have known you for over twenty years, and… you still amaze the fuck out of me,” he voiced, reaching out to rub his hand down her arm as she scooted closer and pecked his lips.
“Well, you are full of surprises yourself. I didn’t know it could be like that… sex. It’s like… we’re on a plane together, just us, and we’re taking each other as high as we can go until—”
Rose made an explosion sound and waved his hand in the air to animate what he was trying to say.
“Climax is a mothafucka.” He grinned and rolled his body over on top of her. “This shit between us is authentic. We the fucking goals, shorty. You and me.” He swept some of her hair from her face, and his lips lightly touched hers before it turned into a full-blown kiss.
“You telling me my fucking mama is dead!” Gannon screeched, pacing the floor of his apartment.
Sekani and Eirian stood across from him, faces downcast. Galena was declared DOA at the hospital.
She was brain dead, so there was nothing that they could do for her.
Bringing his hands to the top of his head, he paced frantically with his gun in his hand.
Tears built up in his eyes when he thought about never seeing his mother again.
“How the fuck did this happen, E! Huh!” Gannon bucked from across the counter.
Eirian didn’t fear him, not even in that moment. He knew he was just processing some shit. Sekani empathized with him. All she wanted to do was take him in her arms and hold him, but he wasn’t about to go for that as turned up as he was right now.