Chapter 25 Blossom
“Friend, I don’t understand why you’re mad.
I wish a big dick, knife-toting, getting money-ass nigga would come and sweep me off my feet!
” Stacy fussed, and I couldn’t stop the giggle that slipped from my lips even if I tried.
“Not only that, but he’s always got one of his fine-ass brothers there with you when he’s not there.
When you think about it, it’s because of him that you’re safe. ”
Leaning against the headboard, I nibbled my bottom lip as I scanned the room.
Since the night JJ introduced me to his family, I’d been sleeping in his bedroom.
I’d tried so hard to keep my feelings for him tucked away, but it became harder and harder with each passing day.
Thinking about what Stacy said, I realized she was right in a sense.
It was because of him that I was alive, and I would always be thankful for that.
“I know that, and I’ve thanked him repeatedly for it. But what part of him having cameras installed in my home is sexy, Stace?” I frowned in confusion. “So fuck my privacy?”
Being stuck at JJ’s house with only my thoughts, I had no choice but to call my best friend to confide in her.
Before going to the McKnights’ mansion, JJ had given me my phone back after taking it the night I found out everything about him and his tabs on me.
When we got back to his house later that night, he told me I could keep my phone if I promised not to try to leave again.
I hurriedly agreed because boredom without a phone was equivalent to torture.
Talking about all the changes, good and bad, with Stacy was good for my soul.
I told her as much as I could, leaving gaps that I was sure she noticed but didn’t push on.
I had to omit some facts, like JJ killing a man or two, but she now knew my brother had set me up to be kidnapped.
The thought of Rowan doing me like that still broke my heart, and I didn’t think our relationship would ever be the same.
“Friend, I get it… He invaded your privacy.” She paused for a moment before adding, “But that’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard.”
“I just—I don’t know, Stacy. I need to process everything, and I can’t do that here.
” Dressed in yet another silk pajama set that he so graciously purchased for me, I tiptoed down the stairs and into the kitchen.
Every day, he had a private chef come prepare delicious meals for me.
Granted, I was free to roam the home as I pleased, but I didn’t want to.
I looked around once or twice because the realtor in me couldn’t resist, but hanging around the house in various rooms was a no-go.
Since this was a hostage situation, I treated it like one.
“Here I am wanting to go home, and I don’t even have one. There’s no way I can go back to my townhouse when I know he has me under surveillance. Not only him, but Damien and TJ have violated my solitude as well. What am I going to do, friend?”
“If it makes you feel better, you know you can always come over and stay with me if you really don’t want to go home.
” I smiled at her offer as I stepped onto the first floor.
Stepping into the living room, I noticed a red light emitting from a door I thought was a closet.
Opening the door, I was hit with the smell of marijuana and R&B music playing.
“Has TJ tried getting in touch with you?” Stacy asked as I decided to descend the stairs that were behind the door. My guess was that the staircase led to the basement that JJ had converted into a man cave. From the light, music, and smell, this was a space meant for grown men.
“Every second of the day.” I groaned thinking about TJ and how he had been blowing my line down, wanting to see me one minute and throwing out threats the next.
“Have you seen the news? I can’t believe he shot up Karlie’s rehab center and killed all of those people.
They’ve labeled him armed and dangerous!
Only I would leave one lunatic and end up with his cousin.
” I giggled softly as I hit the bottom step. “These men are something…”
My words trailed off as my mouth hit the floor.
Stepping further through the doorway, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
Various sex toys and equipment were scattered about in the finished basement as if it were a sexual chamber.
Whips, chains, and toys were organized in wall units with shelves to hold every object you could think of.
I couldn’t help but wonder what JJ was really into, seeing all the ropes, swings, and other hanging gear.
What shocked me the most about the room was the way my body hummed in curiosity.
“Close your mouth, mama, or I might be tempted to stick something in it.”
Startled by the sound of his voice, I jumped before spotting JJ seated in the corner of the room. His eyes were low as he eyed me lustfully. Scanning him, my mouth watered at the sight of him shirtless with a blunt in one hand and his dick in the other.
“Girl, what the hell are y’all over there doing?” Stacy screamed in my ear. “Answer your FaceTime so I can see.”
“Let me call you back, friend.” I pulled my phone from my ear, disconnecting the call with my eyes still on JJ. “W-What is all this?”
Stroking himself, he pulled from his blunt as he kept his eyes on me. Exhaling, smoke surrounded his face as his eyes dropped lower over my body. I shifted from one foot to the other and tried to suppress the tingling feeling in my middle.
“This is where I come to relieve stress, and you, my baby, have been stressing a nigga the hell out. Do you know how hard it is to be under the same roof as you and not slide into the home that I know was created for me, every second of every day?” He licked his lips slowly, and I swear, my knees buckled. “I want you, mama. Don’t you want me?”
Swallowing roughly, I took slow steps in his direction.
I shouldn’t have wanted him. It was insane to be yearning for a man who’d crossed so many boundaries.
My body wasn’t supposed to respond to him the way it did, but I couldn’t help myself.
I may have been less sexually experienced, but I knew my way around a toy or two.
“Tell me, Papa,” I said sultrily as my finger ran across the edge of the sex swing in the middle of the room. “You want me like you’ve had your other women? Have you tied them up or strapped them down in these and fucked them the way you’ve fucked me?”
At the sound of his groans, I dropped my eyes to his lap and was pleased at the sight of him stroking his dick. I licked my lips at the precum that oozed from his fat mushroom head.
This man made me feverish.
“Everything in this muthafucka is new,” he grunted with his eyes still on me.
I swear, they had darkened since I’d been in here.
“The moment I laid eyes on you, I knew I had to have you. To answer your question, there isn’t a woman alive who can say she’s had me the way you do.
Just like there isn’t a man out there that can say he’s ever had my pussy.
Tell me, mama…” He pulled from his blunt again. “Is it wet for me?”
Running my finger along the glass case that held various vibrators and dildos, I opened it and retrieved a small bullet.
I held it in my hand as it hummed, sending tingles through me and to my most sacred parts.
Walking toward the bench in front of him, I placed the bullet down and slowly began to undress.
My heart hammered in my chest when the last button on the silk top became undone and it dropped to the floor.
It wasn’t long before my shorts puddled at my feet.
“You asked me if I was wet for you.” I climbed onto the bench, lying back and spreading myself before him. “Let me give you a front row seat to see just how wet I am.”
Turning the vibrator on, it hummed to life as I slowly ran it up the inside of my thighs.
While I was still pissed at JJ for keeping me here, among the other issues, I would never deny my attraction to him.
He was not the only one suffering from being in proximity with someone you couldn’t get enough of.
“Fuck, mama.” He hissed, sliding to the edge of his seat. “I did that to you?”
“Yessss.” I hissed as I dipped the small object in and out of me before placing it on my clit. “Only you.”
Arching my back, my eyes rolled to the back of my head as the vibrations on my clit were already tipping me over the edge. I had been so wired up these past few days that I didn’t know what to do with myself.
“You just don’t know what the fuck you do to me, baby.”
My eyes snapped open when I felt something cold at the entrance of my pussy. My body froze, my heart hammering in my chest, as I noticed he was holding his machete against me.
“I know you’re mad, baby, but you have to understand…
” My back arched as he pinched my nipple.
“I don’t give a fuck. You’ve embedded yourself into my life.
My heart. My soul.” He inched the steel handle inside of me, and I was embarrassed at how scared yet aroused I was.
“You’re mine, Bloss Baby. You don’t think I hear you at night calling for me when you play in that pussy before you go to sleep? ”
Still rolling my nipple, he slid the handle in and out of me as I continued to hold the vibrator at my clit. The pleasure he was giving me was so erotic that I felt as if I was going to combust. My eyes found his as he fucked me, getting me closer to my release.
“Papa, please!” I moaned as I began to shake. “I need you—Ughhh!”
Without warning, he removed the handle before slamming himself inside of me, causing me to climax immediately. The bench shook as he began to pivot his hips and fuck me like he was the one mad.
“Look at this shit.” He groaned as he held the handle up under the fluorescent light. My juices shone and dripped down onto me. “Clean this up for me.”