Chapter 32
Where the hell are you with my son?
Nyelle rolled her eyes as she read the text. Her first instinct was to ignore it, but she didn’t want to make matters worse. Reese had a history of doing dumb things. Telling him where she was wouldn’t change her or Nick’s location, but it would at least be fair.
Miami. I’ll be back in a few days.
Immediately her phone rang but Nyelle hit ignore.
A text was one thing, but she wasn’t about to argue with Reese this late at night.
She glanced at the bathroom door, releasing a frustrated sigh, wanting to kick herself in the ass for posting the stories of her and Nick on social media, but Nyelle had made up her mind to move on with her life and not be held prisoner by her ex’s inability to do the same.
You have no right to take my son out of town without discussing it with me first. He got you set up for kidnapping charges.
He’s my son too. How is that kidnapping, dumbass? Leave me alone. If you want to see Nick, you can come get him when we get back.
Not in the mood to ruin her night arguing with Reese, Nyelle locked her phone, put it face down, and rolled over onto her stomach, closing her eyes.
The later dinner Ava set up had all of them stuffed and ready to pass out, but Vega made it clear she needed to stay up and wait for him because he was the only thing putting her to sleep tonight.
Lucky for him, she was a willing participant in the plans he had for Nyelle and her body.
“I guess you thought I was playing.” Vega’s deep tenor and a cool breeze from the ceiling fan caused Nyelle to slightly shake her slumber.
She hadn’t realized she’d drifted until Vega’s voice woke her up.
At some point he had uncovered her body and was exploring with his hands.
“Naked at night. That’s what we agreed on. ”
“I didn’t agree. You demanded.”
Nyelle turned her head, slightly grinning at his demand. Instead of arguing, she sat up enough to remove the thin gown she wore then tossed it on the floor, glancing at Vega over her shoulder before she returned to her stomach, allowing her face to sink into the down pillow.
“It’s good to see you know who’s in charge.
” Vega admired the visual of Nyelle’s warm brown skin and curves, which had the towel around his waist tenting.
Not wanting to waste any time, he tugged until the towel landed on the floor.
He only had a few hours before he and East were scheduled to head to Atlanta and Nyelle was going to be his focus until then.
After securing a condom in place, Vega was on the bed in between Nyelle’s thighs spreading them wide enough to welcome his body.
Without warning, his lips created a trail of kisses from the back of her neck down her spine until he reached the small of her back.
Nyelle kept her eyes closed, enjoying the pulse of energy that moved through her body.
She could feel his presence everywhere from the tip of her head to the pads of her feet.
When his fingers invaded her pulsing core, Nyelle gasped, sucking in a deep breath from the intrusion.
She moaned slightly at the feel of his thick fingers exploring but welcomed another intrusion seconds later.
Vega eased into Nyelle slowly, providing only a few inches at a time until he filled her completely. The soft, throaty sounds she made only made him harder as he adopted a slow steady pace, lifting Nyelle just enough to give him more leverage and a better angle.
She was stuck. Nyelle couldn’t move because the feel of Vega’s thickness had her on the edge.
It was too good. A painful blend of blissful emotions and physical pleasure that was surely dangerous.
Vega’s head slowly fell back as he relished in the feel of the body marked by and belonging to him.
His first thought was murder. He would kill at the idea of anyone else experiencing her ever again. This shit is mine. She’s mine.
Vega picked up his pace. A string of profanity left Nyelle’s lips while she gripped the sheet, trying to maintain control of her senses.
It was pointless. His dick had her dizzy and when he pressed his hand into the small of her back and began calculated strokes that angled slightly upward, a slow smile pushed through.
Nyelle’s teeth pierced her lip right after to hide it but Vega didn’t miss a thing about her.
Nyelle decided to help things along by tightening her walls and pulling Vega in more.
With each thrust she pushed off of him which sent him deeper.
“Oh God,” was all she could manage when he removed himself, completely flipped Nyelle over onto her back, and yanked her to the foot of the bed where he widened his stance and pushed her thighs open as far as they would go.
Right after, he entered her again with one swift deep thrust that had Nyelle’s entire body trembling.
Vega smirked at the distressed look on Nyelle’s face while her hands moved to the spot just under her ribs where he was sure she could feel him.
That was motivation to go harder and deeper, which was exactly what he tried to do but Nyelle didn’t complain.
She simply rocked against his body, joining him in the middle until she no longer had control and her body pulsed and jerked through the most powerful orgasm she was sure she had ever experienced.
“Ahh, shit!” Vega grunted loudly and slammed into her slippery core several more times before the last stabbing thrust which had him unloading with a vengeance.
“Gotdamn,” was the last audible thing Vega expressed before he lowered his body to the bed slowly, pulling Nyelle into his chest while closing his arms around her.
They were both high off each other and needing a minute.
“I’m ruined,” Nyelle pouted through a smile, closing her eyes to calm her anxieties. She knew right then and there that no other man could be to her what Vega now was and that scared the shit out of Nyelle. She felt it somewhere deep inside that she wasn’t aware existed.
“Nah, not ruined, just mine. That’s a good thing.” Vega kissed her shoulder, moving one hand across her stomach while the other eased up enough to tease her nipples. Nyelle moaned slightly because her body was still reeling from the high she was on.
“I’m scared of how you make me feel.”
Vega chuckled and sat up, lifting Nyelle right after. Once she was situated in his lap, and he noticed the seriousness in her eyes, his mood switched.
“Why you scared?”
“Because Reese was my first. I’ve been with other people…
” Vega shot her a look that had Nyelle rolling her eyes and pushing out a sigh.
“Just listen.” Vega gritted his teeth and nodded.
His dick was still pulsing from being inside of her.
The last thing he wanted was to discuss men who came before him, but he agreed so Nyelle told him what was on her mind.
“No matter who I’ve been with, it’s never felt like this. This, whatever it is, has me scared to accept it because I don’t want to know what it feels like to have it and lose it.”
“You’re not gonna lose it. I told you I want you. I’m not going anywhere, so unless you plan on dipping, then this shit is solid.”
“It’s really hard for me to believe that.”
“What I tell you about comparing me, Nyelle?” Vega delivered a hard stare, waiting.
“I’m not, well not like you think. This is about me. I loved Reese. I can’t lie and say I didn’t, but even with how I felt about him, I feel something deeper with you. It happened fast, too fast, and I’m scared. Just promise me that if this ends up not being what you want—"
Vega shut off Nyelle’s words with a kiss then gripped the back of her neck to force her eyes on him.
“This is what I want now, this is what I want tomorrow, and every other day after that. Stop fucking stressing about things that don’t need your energy.
Trust me with you and I promise I will not let you down.
That’s my word but you have to trust me. ”
Vega’s eyes said so much more than his words ever could. With everything in him, he was delivering a guarantee.
“You trust me?”
Nyelle stared hard for a minute before nodding. “I trust you.”
Vega’s smile happened fast, followed by another kiss that had him bricking up again.
“You didn’t have a choice. Now come on and let me get one more round in to put your ass to bed. I’m sure Nick is gonna have both of us running tomorrow and I’ma need you on point for my time tomorrow night.”
With a quick roll of her eyes, Nyelle attempted to ease off Vega’s lap, feeling the effects of the thickness now pressed into her stomach. Once the two were on their feet, Vega pulled Nyelle into his chest and delivered one last confirmation.
“When I say I got you, you can bet your life on that. If you’re worried, I’m not doing my job. That shit fucks with me, Pretty Ny.”
“I’m not worried,” she offered as confidently as she could, causing Vega to chuckle.
“Your lying ass, but it’s cool. Give me time, I’m gonna prove it.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead and left it at that. There was no rush, this was only the beginning.
Standing in the doorway of the dark house Vega and East had broken into with ease had Vega’s anger rising at an expedited rate.
Thinking back to the feelings he experienced a few hours before when he had been between Nyelle’s thick thighs, Vega’s jaw tightened at the huge contrast in how he felt now, staring at the curvy, thick sleeping beauty that had stolen from him.
She stole time, parts of his life Vega would never get back, but he was still torn between his anger and a sense of appreciation for the fact that he had lost those three years.
Had he not, then there was a strong possibility Vega would have never crossed paths with the woman he knew he was going to marry and fill with babies.
Babies who would be a perfect blend of the two of them. But still…