Chapter 7
Iskyiah almost got lost trying to find her way back to the living room where she had last seen Moolah. She couldn’t believe the size of his house. She’d increasingly become more curious about where the hell all this money came from.
A sigh of relief escaped her when she finally found Moolah in the same spot on the buttery leather sofa.
“You good? How’s lil mama?”
Moolah’s deep voice sent shockwaves through her body.
Iskyiah knew Moolah always had a special effect on her, but she didn’t remember it being quite this strong.
Her attraction to this man was dangerous, which was exactly why she tried running.
Foolish, she knew. Hell, she knew it when she was on the plane back home that her efforts would be for nothing, but she just needed a little space so she could try to control her thoughts and the way her heart seemed to beat just for him all of a sudden.
She plopped down on the couch next to him. Apparently, it wasn’t close enough. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her snuggly into his side.
“She’s good. All tucked in and begging to move in here.”
“She got the right idea.” Moolah stroked her hair.
Iskyiah shook her head against his broad shoulder. “This is crazy, Lah.”
“What’s crazy is you actin’ like we don’t go together.”
She snickered. “You’re impossible.”
“Nah. You just make shit complicated.”
Iskyiah turned her head so that she looked up at him. She fought the urge to reach up and tug on his beard to make sure he was really listening, but she didn’t.
“Things aren’t so black and white for me, Lah. We aren’t in high school anymore. I mean, there’s so much we don’t know about each other now. How can you rush into this knowing I’m different from the little girl you used to know?”
“You ain’t that different.”
She scoffed. “You’re always so confident.”
“When it comes to you, yeah.”
“It’s so simple for you.”
“Why can’t it be for you? Matter of fact, don’t answer that. Tell me this. How can I make this simple for you?”
Iskyiah blinked as her eyes focused on the large projector screen in front of her. It was turned off, but she imagined watching her favorite shows on the monstrosity of a screen as she thought about Moolah’s question.
Finally, she whispered, “Just don’t leave again.”
Moolah’s embrace tightened, and he used his other hand to tilt her head up so that she looked at him.
“I ain’t goin’ nowhere, so stop tryna run from me thinkin’ that’ll stop you from getting hurt in the event that I leave again.
I. Ain’t. Goin’. Nowhere. You hear me?” Iskyiah swallowed the lump in her throat and looked up at him with sad eyes.
He knew how her mind worked at times where she couldn’t even understand why she moved the way she moved.
Finally, she nodded. “Nah. That ain’t gon’ work. Tell me you understand.”
“I understand.” Her voice was raw, but she meant what she said. She did understand, and she decided, at that moment, she would surrender to this force called Moolah.
“Good, my baby. Very good,” he murmured. He dipped his head and kissed her. When he pulled back, it looked like he had a world of love dancing behind his eyes. “I love you, Iskyiah Nathans.”
That lump in her throat seemed to grow ten times.
She wasn’t sad at all. She was overflowed with joy at that moment.
This man was who she’d needed all these years.
A twinge of sadness hit her when she thought about how her willingness to hold a grudge caused her to miss out on so many years with Moolah.
Letting go of the past completely, she gazed up at him with adoration and said, “I love you, too, Moolah Brooks.”
His smile was so rare, but when she saw it, the entire world seemed to light up.
They kissed again. Iskyiah leaned into him, giving him her all.
Moolah had no issues taking it either. He slid his hands down her body and pulled her on top of him.
His large hands gripped her ass, and she pulled up on his shirt.
“We can’t do this shit here. Let’s go to the room,” Moolah muttered as he slid her breast out from under her shirt.
“Why?” Iskyiah asked, completely lost in the moment.
“Lil mama . . .”
Iskyiah moaned as his tongue swiped across her nipple. Her back arched, and she tried to pull up his shirt once again. “She won’t be able to find her way back down here. Don’t worry.”
He chuckled. “Baby, we—”
He stopped when she reached between them and stroked his hard dick in her hand.
“Please, Lah. I need you.”
He could never say no to her. She knew that, and she definitely took advantage. Moolah groaned and fully took her shirt off before tearing his off. A few seconds later, the rest of their clothes were off, and Iskyiah sank down onto him. They moaned as she filled him inch by inch.
“I need somethin’ from you, baby,” Moolah said as he held her waist and helped her slide up and down his length.
“Anything, daddy.”
“Write me out a list of all the niggas you done fucked so I can make them a memory.”
“Okay,” she mumbled as her eyes rolled to the back of her head when his thumb found her clit. She would agree to literally anything at the moment. Moolah turned her mind to straight mush.
“I ain’t playin’ wit’ you, Sky. Look at me.” Her eyes fluttered open, and she gazed at him as he rocked up into her again. She whimpered. “Them niggas is dead. Ain’t no way I’m allowin’ those niggas to walk around knowin’ what this treasure feels like.”
“Okay.” She sighed when he rocked into her again.
He chuckled as if he knew she was too far gone to even understand what he was talking about.
His mouth found her nipple. Her back arched.
“You always taste so fuckin’ good, Sky. Got me addicted to you.”
“Fuck. I love you,” Iskyiah whined, oblivious to the words he just spoke.
“Tell me how much while you cum on this dick.”
Those tears that she had been holding back trickled down her cheeks. “So much, Lah.”
Moolah smacked her ass, and she groaned in pleasure. “Give me more than that, baby.”
“I . . . oh, shit. I love you more than . . . anything. I alway have. I want . . . forever with you . . . Lah, aw, fuck.”
“I can feel it, my baby. You can cum for daddy. I’ma cum wit’ yo’ sexy ass. You hear me? I’ma cum wit’ you. You gonna have my babies, Sky?”
“Shit, yes,” she hissed as her body tensed. Her pussy clenched tightly, and stars blurred her vision as she came.
“That’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout, Sky. That’s such a good girl . . . fuck. I’m cummin’, baby.” Moolah quickened his pace and held Iskyiah upright as he nutted inside her. “Gah damn.”
They breathed heavily for a moment before they burst out into laughter for no particular reason.
That after-sex high had them in a chokehold as they pressed their foreheads together and laughed.
Before they knew it, they were kissing again.
Iskyiah knew it was about to be another long night, but she wasn’t even mad about it.
“Let’s go upstairs,” she whispered.
He chuckled. “Oh, now you want to go to the room?”
He picked her up and slapped her ass. She giggled wildly as he led her up the grand stairs and toward his room, where she wouldn’t mind spending an eternity.