Samara
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“Dionysus!” I yelped as he lifted his thumb from my throat.
I told him to meet me at the apartment since the girls had left.
I wanted to spend my last few nights in Toussaint at the place where he and I had made so many memories.
Dio didn’t question it, and he came just as I asked.
Now here I was, ass against the sliding glass door with his hands around my neck.
My body shot up and down as he had a mouth full of my breasts.
Up, then down.
His tongue trailed the center of my breasts to my neck, then to my lips as he placed his thumb back to my neck, tightening his grip.
“Goddamn, I’m going to miss this pussy, on God,” he grumbled.
Up, then down.
“I fucking love you, Mars the Star,” he then said before kissing me.
This time, when he released his thumb, allotting me air, I sucked in a deep breath. “Fuck! Mm, God!” I whined as the back of my head swiveled against the glass.
Dio had gotten much better when it came to sex. It was as if he was studying porn and somehow became a fucking expert. The breath play was on point, and it had gotten better each time.
Up, then down.
“Don’t stop, baby. Right there,” I cried.
As my head fell forward, my forehead landed on his. His eyes devoured mine as his dick devoured my pussy. The menace Shantel claimed was no good for me was everything to me, and letting him go couldn’t be an option.
He began to mumble on my lips. “Cum for a God.”
Dio placed one hand on my waist while the other stayed around my neck. He turned me, and now his back was against the glass while he used his strength to hold me and began shooting my body back and forth.
“On gang, this pussy better remain untouched, Mars.”
My eyes closed as I embraced him. The shit felt so good, it was almost disrespectful.
There was no denying that my love for him was immense.
The boy who once overlooked me now looked at me so much I could no longer be overlooked.
I reached out and caressed his face. His eyes closed slowly as he took in my touch.
He shook his head because we both knew although this was temporary, it was still a goodbye for now.
His lip disappeared between his teeth as his eyes opened and narrowed in on me beneath the moonlight.
Dio’s animal energy didn’t go unnoticed, but for this mere second, he softened.
“I love you, Samara Calloway, and it doesn’t matter how far you are; you will always be with a nigga.
You’re my wife, my better half, and I will always be right fucking here.
Do you hear me?” he said as his body rolled slowly.
“Yes. I love you too.”
We had gone from fucking to making love. I allowed myself to be fully submissive in the moment and for him to guide me completely. My body tingled, my mouth open, and Dionysus did what he did best, made love to me until I exploded.
Once we were done, we lay on the couch naked. Dio stroked my back as our warm bodies transferred energy. “You think Chevy and Zaria are going to show up to see me off?” I asked.
Dio laughed. “They wouldn’t miss it for the world. That I can promise.”
A smile eased on my face. I loved them both, and the last thing I wanted was for them to think I didn’t care. Dio stopped stroking my back, and I could hear his heartbeat pick up.
“I saw your mom. She came to Hoodoos looking for you,” he said.
My head shot up. “Did she say something to you?”
“She was talking that cult shit. I know she’s your mother, but she’s weird, and I don’t trust her. Maybe once she realizes you’re away, she will go away.”
That was what I hoped, but I wasn’t sure at this point because it was obvious she was relentless. I knew Chevy said he would handle it, but in my mind, he was taking way too long. I just prayed that, by the time I got back, the situation with her would be dead.