Chapter 20 HEIR
HEIR
Two weeks later…
Something heavy shifted the bed, causing me to nearly jump out of my skin. Snatching the blanket up over my body, I focused my eyes on the spot of my bed where Kody sat quietly. His eyes were glued to a phone screen as he swiped through whatever he was looking for.
“Kody! What the hell are you doing here? How did you get in here?” I demanded to know. He was sitting there too calmly. If he’d hurt anyone on the compound, I was going to kill him.
“Shh… Good evenin’, baby,” he said so calmly.
“Good evening? How the hell did you get into my house, Kody?” He was wearing a suit, of course.
I learned quickly that expensive, well-tailored suits were his thing, and he loved adding a hint of color.
His cologne wanted me to jump on his back and beg him to do something nasty to me like before.
My body heated more than it had while dreaming about him a minute ago.
“Clearly, you’ve been getting my calls and messages. I’m checkin’ ya phone to see if there’s any reason why you didn’t answer this muhfucka.”
“What?” I hurried across the bed to snatch my phone from him. He was quicker than me, though, and stood from the bed. “You tryin’ to hide something from me?”
Glaring at him, I replied, “Why would I need to? We’re not together. Hell, we slept together one night, Kody. And again, I ask. How the hell did you get in here?”
“The same way you got in,” he said. “And I didn’t come empty handed.” He pointed to the bouquet of roses and several gift bags sitting at the end of my bed. Confused, my eyes flew back to him.
“Now, since you got ya answer, why the hell are you ignoring my calls and messages, my Heir?” With his eyes on mine, he slipped my phone inside the pocket inside his tuxedo jacket.
“Why does it matter?” I countered. “We had a mutual one-night stand. There was nothing to discuss after that.” My mouth said one thing, but I was truly intrigued by the roses and gifts. Kody didn’t give that this was something he normally did for a woman.
He chuckled lowly, interrupting the small breakdown I was having inside my brain. “I distinctly remember telling you that my dick wasn’t the dick to break yo’ ass in.”
“Well—”
“Then, I told you if you gave it to me that no one else could have it.”
“But—”
“Now, you standin’ here about to upset me, baby.”
“Kody—”
“Who’s the nigga I need to kill? Huh? Help me understand why you’ve been ignoring me for the last three weeks.”
My eyebrows snapped together.
“I’ll call every number in this muhfuckin’ phone if I have to. You got him saved under a bitch’s name? A business name? Tell me, my Heir.”
Exasperated, I hissed, “No!”
“So, you’ve been willingly ignoring me?” He looked offended and disgusted at the same time, causing me to gulp. Then, a subtle half-smile appeared. “You have gifts to open,” he stated, throwing me off. He went from looking like he wanted to strangle me to talking about the damn gifts.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” I questioned.
“Besides the fact that you think I’m mentally stable enough to ignore? Nothing.”
“Crazy-ass nigga!” I hissed.
“I prefer patient number 51316.”
“What?” My voice escalated. “You’re certifiable?”
Unblinking, he met the stupefied expression written all over my face.
Pinching my forehead, I decided that now was as good a time as any to get some clarity. “What’s your diagnosis?” I questioned. Hell, if he was worse than Adir, I was going to have to have Kody put down like a dog.
Shrugging, he replied, “It’s hard for me to give a fuck.”
“Okay… That doesn’t tell me what a medical professional diagnosed you with. What medication are you on?”
“That’s my diagnosis, baby. I don’t give a fuck. Unfortunately, the only solution that has ever worked for me, is to give a fuck.”
My face screwed up even more. “Really?”
He nodded. “Either I give a fuck, or I don’t.”
Exasperated, I asked, “Shouldn’t you have led with the fact that you’re for real crazy?”
“What would that have changed?”
“Everything,” I said.
“Nothing,” he said at the same time. “Now… You gon’ let me give a fuck about you, or…”
Smacking my teeth, I changed the subject and held out my hand. “Give me my phone.”
His smile stretched as he peered down at me. “Or what?”
“Give me my phone—”
One minute, I was sassing Kody. The next, he had his hand around my throat. I gasped in shock as he yanked me to his body. I crashed into him and would’ve bounced off him if he didn’t have a hold of me.
“Or what?” he quizzed between delicate kisses to my cheeks. “You talk a lot of shit. But the minute I put my hands on you, you become softer than cotton candy.”
He was right. I could barely stand from my legs wobbling so badly . Kody’s hands palmed my ass and lifted me off the floor. I wrapped my legs around his waist and gasped louder when he lowered me enough until my pussy rested on his dick.
“Are you gon’ ignore that?” he asked.
I wished I could see if his eyes were as dilated as mine.
Heavy was the daze he had me under when he carried me back to my bed.
He laid me down and stood over me. Slowly, he removed his tuxedo jacket, then drew the crisp navy-blue button-down from inside his pants.
“I told you some real shit in those messages, baby.” He was back to looking upset.
For a minute, I was scared. “When I’m done wit’ you, I want you to lay next to me and read me every single one of those fuckin’ messages. ”
Seconds later, Kody was on his knees and pulling me to the edge of the bed.
His head dipped between my thighs, and he inhaled a decent whiff of me.
I shuddered from the heat of his breath tickling my sex as he removed my panties with his teeth.
Those same teeth grazed my skin, causing me to jerk.
He held me still and used his teeth to tear my panties from my body.
Rapidly, I inhaled and exhaled as his tongue went to work on my pussy.
Already, tears formed in my eyes, and I didn’t fight them as they fell.
My thighs shook uncontrollably, but all I felt was Kody’s tongue lashing me like I was in the deepest trouble.
All I heard was my voice crying out, and his voice urging me to open up some more.
This was the same man who said he didn’t eat pussy. He could give a masterclass on how to properly suck a clit, or how to catch every drop a woman’s body gave without missing a beat. He could also give a masterclass on entering a woman’s body with both power and gentleness.
Even now, he entered me and groaned deeply as he did so. He kissed along my neck, my cheeks, and then my lips as he took me to newer heights. His tongue caressed my nipples, then his teeth followed with bites that caused me to lose my mind.
“You gon’ let me give a fuck about you, Heir?” he asked, then hit me deep.
“Ooh…” I trembled beneath him, unable to take the pleasuring assault. He followed his deep penetration with slow, steady, precision. And there my soft ass was, crying again.
“If I gotta ask you again, you gon’ pay for it,” he warned.
Too afraid to figure out what the hell that meant, my body broke apart at the same time as I shrieked, “Yes!”
Sometime later, my fingers trembled from exhaustion as I pressed the first message Kody sent me.
“Missing you like crazy,” I read. Surprised, I glanced at Kody, who wore a lopsided mug on his face.
“Keep reading,” he commanded lowly.
So, I did. After that first message, I was thoroughly confused as to who this man was. Coupled with the gifts, the way he just sexed me, and the way he really laid there waiting on me to read these messages, I wasn’t sure who Kody was behind that crazy wall he possessed.