Chapter 24 VONSHAE
VONSHAE
Time wound down, and we finally made our departure.
All night I’d been watching Maja like a hawk, picking up everything she put down.
If she tugged my beard, I met her halfway for a kiss.
If she intertwined our fingers, I placed kisses down her palm and wrist. If she fed me food, I was sure to clean her fingers.
If she smiled, I smiled. She couldn’t move without me attached to her fucking hip.
I was deep. Too deep to even care if I continued to carry a badge.
And therein was the truth. I wanted Maja in my life so badly that I could walk away from the one career that was so deeply rooted in my blood that, whenever they were in my presence, I smelled a suspect’s fear. I was willing to lay myself down in order to build a life with this woman.
If only she would trust me. If only she allowed me to pick up whatever heavy trauma she carried. The minute she gave me the opportunity, I would never let her down.
“I can’t believe this is my first time at your house,” Maja stated as I parked inside my garage.
“Are you okay with being here?” I asked.
She smiled seductively. “Absolutely.”
That was all the fire I needed to get out of the truck and sail to her side.
Her door was open seconds later, and I had her in my arms. This moment was too special to rush, so I had to slow it down.
Once I got her inside the house, I set her on her feet, took her hand, and led her through the confines of the place I called home.
It was over six thousand square feet of property that I spent years building perfectly for myself and the family I would have one day. By the look in her eyes, Maja found my space pleasing.
“Very nice,” she complimented. As she scanned the walls, furniture, and whatever else her eyes fell on, I let her get acquainted with the house she’d be spending the majority of her time in. I had no intention of sleeping alone ever again. Once I had her in my bed, that was where she would remain.
As she continued perusing, I trailed behind her, picking up the scent her body gave me. My nose flared, and I couldn’t resist biting into my bottom lip. The way she looked in that dress had me stuck the entirety of the evening.
Finally, after she’d got her fill, she twirled on her heel-clad feet to face me.
I was right there, two inches from her. Her smiling eyes tracked from my chest to my lips, then up to my eyes.
Slowly, I circled her, unable to stop the way I stared at her ass.
I paused a minute to glory in the shapeliness of her.
“You said you wanted to melt me and drink every last drop of me… How true is that?”
She gasped audibly as I wrapped my hand around her throat and brought her back to my chest. I tilted her head back and brushed my lips against her temple before placing an open-mouthed kiss on her neck.
She moaned and pushed against the hardness of my dick.
My fingers slid up her thighs until they tangled with the string of her panties.
Her body trembled as I worked them down her thighs.
She placed her hand on my shoulder as she stepped out of them.
Bringing the black lace to my lips, I met her eyes, snaked my tongue out, and sucked her juices from the fabric.
Her pupils matched mine, and her face flushed.
By the waistband of my pants, she brought me to her, and the kiss we shared was so nasty I was about to explode.
I picked her up, carried her to my bedroom, and placed her in the middle of my bed.
This moment wouldn’t be right without some music, so I cut on a track that bodied everything I felt and everything I wanted to do to Maja.
When We by Tank was perfect. She loved it too, leaning back on the bed and stretching like a black ass cat.
Removing my clothes seemed to take too long.
I left my jewelry on, too impatient to take the time to undo the shit.
Seconds later, I was perched over Maja and removing her dress.
She was exquisite, this I knew without the visual.
Her dark skin glowed, and there was nothing I loved seeing more than the stretch marks along her hips.
The only thing that gave me pause was the scar along her right shoulder.
It favored a bullet wound, which I tucked in the back of my mind for later.
“I have something else to tell you,” she murmured as I kissed my way down her body while propping her left leg up over my shoulder. Her heels were still on, but that made this shit so damn real for me.
“I’m listening, baby.” The lower I went, I placed kisses along the way. Finally, as my face encountered her neatly groomed pussy, I got to inhale her natural scent. Her fingers danced in my fresh braids, her urgency for me to taste her pouring into me.
“This is my first time doing this…” Her words trailed off, and her body bowed at the first swipe of my tongue. Her confession fueled me to place her other leg over my shoulder. A nigga got comfortable, planting my face inside her pussy and eating like the plate was the last one I’d have in my life.
She shook, moaned, cried, clawed at my head, all that shit.
The first time she came, I cupped her ass and drew every drop out of her.
I took her there again, then prepared myself to enter her.
As I penetrated her center, she held my face and sucked my lips.
Pushing inside of her trapped me into a web of unbelief.
The barrier there stood no chance against either of our desires.
I kissed along her scar, truly concerned about what the hell it was.
“Breathe…” I coached when she tensed up. Shit, I was fighting for my life just to get situated inside what was now mine.
Lightly, she winced as I made us one. Tears dripped from her eyes that I used my tongue to clean up.
I moved in and out of her, taking special care and letting my dick show her how good he could be to her.
She was a suction around me that I didn’t want to free myself from.
Not even the pleasure of a good-ass nut made me want to stop this shit.
I sucked her nipples and fought for control because her untouched body was showing a nigga that she could quickly turn this shit into me crying inside her shit.
In fact, my eyes watered. I peered down at her upturned face and tightly shut eyes.
“Mmm… You doin’ so good, baby. You lettin’ her eat, and I love that for us.”
“Von…”
My name sounded like a promise she made to herself. It was one she made while crumbling apart and creaming around my dick. I rode her through her orgasm, growling and tearing up the wall behind my headboard.
She made a promise, so I had to make one of my own. Stretching her legs east and west, I went deeper, the thrill of my nut too strong to ignore anymore.
“You ain’t goin’ no-fuckin’-where, Maja! Not ever!”
She came again, shouting my name as I nutted so good, I collapsed on top of her and promptly found sleep.