Chapter 13 #3
“Whatever you think you want to say to my woman, you say that shit to me! —”
“Your woman?” Jada scoffed, cutting him off. “That’s funny.”
That was the wrong thing to say to that man.
Love stepped closer, seeing that a crowd was starting to build around.
“I’ma say this one time and one time only. You don’t talk to her, you don’t look at her, and you damn sure don’t try to embarrass her in public.”
Jada’s face tightened, like she was trying to figure out if she was supposed to back down or stand on pride.
“I wasn’t even talking to her like that—”
“I wasn’t even there, and I know you’re fuckin’ lying.
” Love looked back at me. “That woman right there. Go ahead and look at her, this one and only time.” Jada sucked her teeth and looked at me while my girls waved back at her before Love continued.
“She is gonna be my wife, no half-steppin’, no maybes, no we’ll see, it’s none of that.
She is going to be my wife. I don’t give a FUCK what you thought your ass was gonna be, bitch, you didn’t make the cut!
Now step to my wife again, and I promise you, Jada, I’ma lay hands on you… and you know I keep my promises.”
Love’s voice was low, controlled, and firm as fuck. You had no other choice but to respect what he said.
He looked at me, and that’s when everything in him changed.
Not softer, but a redirect.
He walked over to me and pulled me into his arms.
“Are you okay?” he asked. “She didn’t get under your skin, did she?”
I laughed. “No, baby, I am okay.”
The bouncer was trying to get people out of the parking lot, that included kicking Jada and whoever she came with out. while Keith was telling them it was nothing for them to see.
“Love!” Jada yelled. “This shit ain’t over.”
Love took his attention off me for a second and looked at her with a smirk.
“Make ya next move ya best move Jada, I stand on what I said.”
She nodded and walked off, and Love turned back to me.
Everybody around us was finally inside, and it was just us standing in the parking lot.
He held me close to him and caressed my face while staring into my eyes, making my heart skip a beat.
That nigga was ruthless, and the way he stepped behind me—shifting the entire world for me had me feeling some type of way..
I didn’t even know what to call the feeling I was feeling. But it sat heavy in my chest anyway.
“You ready to go home?” Love asked.
I nodded softly.
He kissed my lips then grabbed my hand.
“Come on, let’s go home.”
We looked over to the steps and saw our people waiting for us.
I waved bye to my girls while Love saluted his nigga and yelled at Keith thanking him for calling him as we walked off.
Love opened the passenger door for me. And brushed his dick up against me as I got in.
I looked at him as I got comfortable, and he closed the door while giving me a wink.
Once he got in the car, I hopped on his lap, kissing all over him, wanting all of him.
He pulled my dress up while gripping my ass, his dick print pressing through his pants between my legs.
Love pulled away from me, gripping my neck in his hand while I bit my bottom lip.
“What has gotten into my Islah?” he asked, licking his lips.
I looked around playfully.
“I don’t know,” I said low. “Just when that side of you peaks out that you want to keep hidden. It kind of makes me fall in love with you more.”
Love tried not to smile hard, but he was.
“You love a nigga thuggish ways?” he asked.
I laughed.
“I do, baby. I love all of you.”
Love kissed me, then tapped my ass so as he started the car. I climbed back into my seat and we pulled off.
As Love drove, I looked out the window a lil bit and listened to the music.
“I push ya seat back a lil bit?” Love said making me look over at him.
“What?”
He looked at me like I asked a dumb question.
“Push, The, Seat. Back,” he responded.
I raised a brow, but did what he asked. As soon as I did, Love pushed my dress up and pulled my panties to the side and slid two fingers inside of me, making me gasp for air and hold on tight to the door handle.
“Damn baby, you ready for me?” Love asked me.
I let out a slight moan and nodded my head. Love played with my pussy the whole drive home, making me cum over and over again while praising me each time.
When we finally got home, he pulled in front of the garage door and turned off the car.
“Don’t you move,” he said as he hopped out, closing the door behind him.
I watched as he walked around to my side, opened the door, took his shirt off, and tossed it on the ground.
I didn’t question him. I just stared as he took my legs and pulled them out of the car, got on the ground, and at my pussy in the driveway of our house.
In between my eyes rollin up in the back of my head, I looked up at the stars while my hands gripped the back of his braids.
Once he was done, he left my legs shaking as he stood up smiling at me.
“You know? I get what you was sayin?” he said, making me raise my eyebrow again before he continued. “Cussing that bitch did something to me too. It made me glad that I have you.”