Chapter 14
I was kicking it in my living room watching TV and smoking a blunt to relax when I heard a knock on the door. It was late as fuck, so I had to check the camera from my phone to see who was there. I stared at the phone for a minute debating if I was going to ignore her or not. Seeing her nervously shuffling from side to side and messing with her hair made my decision for me.
Standing, I tossed my phone back on the couch then walked to the front door. I unlocked and snatched the door open in one swift movement.
“What are you doing here, Lovie?”
She held up a cake box. “Peace offering?”
I should’ve taken the cake, closed the door, and walked away, but my heart wouldn’t let me. She’d already come all this way. Plus, she seemed adamant about talking to me. Being mad wasn’t solving anything. Closure would be good for us both, so I stepped back to allow her room to enter.
She’d gone home to change into leggings, a hoodie, and Crocs. The cake smelled fresh as if she’d left Paradise to go home and bake it. I was impressed considering I felt like she was going to spend the night partying hard. Yet, here she was at my home despite me telling her it was over to bring me a cake. Lovie was living up to her nickname in every way. She was fucking trouble, and I secretly loved it.
We went into the kitchen where she set the cake on the island. I walked up next to her to see what the flavor was. When I saw the strawberries lining the top, I knew it was my favorite flavor. The words Forgive Me were written in cursive with white icing.
I glanced up at her. “You did this?”
She shook her head quickly. “No, my Granny did, so you gotta talk to me for every minute she spent baking this cake in the middle of the night. She knew it was for you too.”
I couldn’t help but laugh because she didn’t play fair. Strawberry was my favorite cake though, and I knew her grandmother was a beast in the kitchen.
“Okay, fine. Talk.”
Without warning, I walked over to her and lifted her onto the counter. Her breathing fanned across my face as I leaned in closer to her. Her legs spread wider to allow space for me to stand between her. She was in my personal space smelling too fucking delicious to stand so far away. I felt her eyes on me as I trailed my finger up her thigh.
“You’re not talking, Trouble.”
Lifting my head, I looked in her eyes. She was biting her bottom lip with puffy cheeks. Her eyes were low the closer I got to her center. I swiped a finger across her clit softly. I barely touched the fabric of her leggings, but the hiss she released said she felt it all.
“Talk.”
When she didn’t start, I stepped away. She quickly wrapped her arms around my shoulders to pull me back to her.
“Noooo. I’ll talk. Just don’t stop touching me.”
I waited until her lips began moving to return to teasing her.
“I never should’ve lied to you. My mind was telling me this wasn’t real and would just be another whirlwind romance. It’s not an excuse, but I was terrified and expressed it in the worst way possible.”
“You think you were the only one afraid to open their heart?” I licked my lips, loving the way her face was contorted as I continued massaging her pearl. “This shit ain’t been easy for me, Trouble, but I thought you were worth it.”
“I am worth it!” she yelled, becoming defensive. “I’m not perfect, but when I love, I love with everything in me. Being away from you… it showed me that I was already too far gone. I thought I was in control, but the truth is you already have my heart, Romani.”
Her words stroked my ego. I could only increase my strokes until she was writhing beneath me. I wanted to taste her but settled for kissing along her neck. I sucked on her skin imagining all the things I wanted to do to her body. Just when I was certain she was about to come undone I stepped away, leaving her heaving on my counter.
“What the fuck?” she fussed, but the damage was done.
Even without my touch, I watched with glee as she came against her will. I delighted in my work, knowing I was going to fuck the shit out of her after all this was over. For now, I had to lay down the law, so she’d know playing with me like that was never going to happen again. I didn’t accept repeat offenses. Forgiving her now was for my sanity and not hers. I was miserable without her pretty, damn near intolerable ass.
“I needed to show you that your body belongs to me. Get on your knees.”
She remained in place, eyeing me suspiciously.
“Now,” I spoke with more authority, letting her know it wasn’t optional.
She eased off the counter and dropped to her knees.
“Come here.”
I sat on the edge of one of my barstools looking in awe as she crawled over to me. Once she was between my legs looking up at me, I grabbed her chin.
“Tonight, you’re going to wish you never pulled that little stunt. I am not the nigga to play with, Trouble. I won’t be playing this cat and mouse game anymore. Either you’re with me even if the future is uncertain, or you’re not. Do you understand?”
She nodded with passion burning in her eyes. “I understand.”
I took one of her hands to lift her on her feet. I pushed her forward so that her ass was tooted in the air. I snatched down her leggings before delivering a hard slap to her round cheeks.
“Ah!” she cried out in pain.
I pressed my body into hers from behind, curving my body to hers. My fingers slid to her slippery center. She was so fucking wet.
“Your deranged ass likes being punished,” I confirmed.
She ain’t have to say shit. Her pussy was doing all the talking as I stroked my fingers in and out of her. I used my free hand to grip her throat.
“When I speak, you need to understand that it’s always going to be the truth. I’m not here to play games with you. I want to spend my fucking life with your beautiful ass, so you better straighten the fuck up. Quickly at that. I need you in my life.”
Lovie was cooing from the pleasure I was delivering to her body. I chewed on her shoulder, loving the sound of her labored breaths. Her juicy pussy ran down my hand as she bounced her ass, fucking me back. I pressed her body until she couldn’t move.
“Stop fucking moving. I’m running this show. You cum when I allow you to.”
“Y-ye-yessss,” she stuttered, tossing her head back.
I loved the faces she made when she was enjoying herself. I spun her around, picking her up to sit on the counter with her pussy right in my face. I sucked her clit into my mouth, looking deeply in her eyes.
“You taste as good as you fucking look. This pussy is mine,” I affirmed.
Every slurp on her clit made her legs shake. Her bald pussy was so pretty I wanted to take a selfie with it. I decided that was exactly what I was going to do mid-lick.
I rushed to the living room for my phone. When I came back, I opened the camera, dropped to my knees, and got back to work. I made sure my face was covered in her juices then snapped the photo. When I finally looked at Lovie, she looked to be in ecstasy.
“Can I come, baby?” she begged between moans.
I shook my head, sucking harder on her bud.
“Not yet.”
My dick was begging to be reacquainted with her tight core. Shooting to my feet, I snatched my dick from my sweatpants and placed it at her opening. I angled her body how I wanted it before easing into her warm folds.
I immediately cracked all ten of my fucking toes. Having made a mess of her pussy she was leaking uncontrollably down my shaft. Once she adjusted to my girth, I began to bounce her in the air slowly at first to give me a chance to really enjoy how amazing she felt. Until being tender was no longer an option, I went straight to drilling her shit.
Her pussy was beatboxing, and her words were a jumbled mess. I studied her face, unable to look away and miss a moment of the pleasure she displayed. I wanted this shit to be framed in my bedroom, so I snapped another picture. Next thing I knew, her walls were tightening around me, and my last shreds of self-control vanished into her. I could’ve pulled out, but I didn’t see the point. My exact purpose was to mark my territory. What better way than if she became pregnant with my baby.
“You’ve ruined me,” she whispered through our heavy breaths.
I chuckled darkly. “Good. Shit don’t get no realer than this.”
She looked at me over her shoulder and winked.
“I believe everything that comes out of your mouth.”
I released a genuine smile for the first time in days. Kissing on her bare skin, I enjoyed the saltiness from her sweat. This was exactly what I needed. The tremors still flowing through our bodies was proof.
I don’t know how much time passed before I peeled myself away from her. She damn near slid to the floor. I chuckled as I caught her and sat her on the bar stool. She wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her chin on my stomach.
“I love you so much.”
I brushed some of her hair back so I could see her whole face. Bending down, I placed a kiss on her lips.
“I love you more. This shit for life.”
“For life,” she agreed.
I smiled. “Bet. Now, I’m ready to see what this cake is talking about. I have the perfect place for some of the icing to go.”
Lovie blushed, hiding her face.
“That’s right. Daddy’s not done with you quite yet. It’s going to be a long night. I hope you’re ready.”