CHAPTER NINE SEVEN
CHAPTER NINE
SEVEN
Iwas shocked as hell. Iesha told me to follow her home, so we could eat our lunch together like we planned to.
I was doing my best not to anticipate anything else, because she didn’t even so much as insinuate anything else would be going down.
Doing my absolute best, I convinced myself that being in her space was more than enough.
I supposed she was impressed with how I handled that lil white girl at Cheddar’s.
I wanted to tell her to get the fuck out of our faces with that bullshit, but I was able to restrain myself.
I knew that it had absolutely everything to do with the threat on my life.
Those niggas were in Nome looking for my ass over the weekend.
I stayed in the house, knowing that was what was best. PJ had been good about getting info and relaying it to Ali.
He didn’t want to be seen with me right now .
. . nobody did, except the mayor. My dad wasn’t about to let anybody keep him from being around me.
He was my dad though. I understood everyone else’s stance on the issue.
They had families to protect. Plus, they couldn’t effectively help me beat these niggas if they were always with me.
I just felt like something was going to happen, and I would end up leaving here without being on good terms with Iesha.
I wanted her to feel how much I loved her if I didn’t make it out of this alive.
“You okay? You’ve been quiet,” she said.
I looked up from my food and gave her a tight smile. “I’m cool. A lil in shock that you changed your mind.”
She chuckled. “Yeah, that doesn’t happen too often.”
I slowly shook my head and went back to my tacos. I refused to order anybody’s bootleg soul food that people bragged on here in Beaumont. Not a single one of them were out-cooking Jen and Chrissy’s Diner. Not a fucking one.
After eating two of them, I was done. My aunts didn’t sell tacos, but if they did, I knew they would be better than this.
Hell, my mama’s tacos were better than these.
I leaned back in my chair and stared at Iesha as she made love to her tacos.
She was literally closing her eyes and had moaned a couple of times.
It felt like she was fucking with me at first, but I knew that was how she expressed her enjoyment of good food.
She glanced up at me as she wiped her mouth. “Why are you staring at me?”
“I’m just admiring you.”
She frowned slightly, then finished off her last taco.
I could tell her wheels were turning. This past weekend had me feeling a way.
Knowing the government was after me too was what had me nervous.
Ace had messaged and said an agent had come to the diner, looking for me.
I had refused to answer their phone calls.
They could go fuck themselves. Our contract was void the minute that coon ass nigga outed me to those fuck niggas in Liberty.
Iesha stood and gathered her trash and mine and went to the kitchen with it.
I stood from my seat, preparing to head back to Nome.
I didn’t know how long Ali would be following me around today.
I was trying to be more considerate of people’s time.
They didn’t have to look out for me. This bounty on my head had put a lot of things into perspective.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t indispensable. I felt like I was when the FBI had my back.
The real revelation was that they never had my back.
“Seven, are you leaving?”
I turned to Iesha after grabbing my phone from the table. “Yeah. You said you had a lot of work to do, so I’m gonna get out the way.”
“O-okay. Umm . . . I enjoyed your company.”
I licked my lips and scanned her curves. “I enjoyed your company too. It’s been a minute.”
“Yeah.”
I nodded, then walked to the door, wishing all this bullshit was over.
This shit was just beginning. Watchful Eyes had shit tight as a muthafucka.
They were watching everything. PJ was the plant in Liberty, and Jericho was watching his back.
They even had Chad on Iesha at my insistence.
I knew I wanted to be around her. They could be watching her to get at me.
My original plan was to stay away from her, but I figured out that would be impossible.
When I got to the door, I turned to her and put my lips on her forehead, holding them there a little longer than normal.
As I pulled away from her, she slid her hands up my chest until she got to my neck.
They journeyed behind my head, and she pulled me to her.
When my lips touched hers, it felt like fireworks went off in my pants. My nigga was having a fucking fit.
Her tongue slid to mine and before I could even contain myself, my hands went right to her ass.
I could feel her flinch slightly, but she didn’t pull away.
I gently lifted her ass cheeks as my tongue slowly explored her mouth like it was on a scenic tour.
My hands journeyed back up her back to her neck.
I needed to stop this because I didn’t feel like the timing was right.
I slowly pulled away from her, and she followed me part of the way. She cleared her throat as I stared at her, then looked away. “I’m sorry.”
“For what, Iesha?”
“I got a little carried away. Umm . . . Do you have to go? Can you stay longer?”
I tucked my bottom lip in my mouth as I stared at her. It seemed like my unwavering attention to her was making her nervous.
“Stay and do what? You just want me in your space?”
“Yeah,” she said breathlessly.
She pressed her body against mine, and I knew she felt my dick.
He was so fucking hard I could knock a baseball out the park with his ass.
I bit my bottom lip, drawing blood, simply trying to contain my savage.
She was finna fuck around and find out. I stooped and picked her up, then turned to rest her back against the door. Her eyes were wide as fuck.
“Let me tell you something. I can’t take the teasing.
My dick been on hiatus too long for that shit.
If I stay longer and you ain’t tryna get that born again pussy turned inside out, I would suggest you not touch me like this.
I ain’t got an ounce of restraint left in me.
I wanna fuck you so bad that shit is crippling me. ”
Her breathing was heavy, and her eyes were closed.
When she dropped her head back without responding to me, I slid my tongue up her neck and went to her earlobe.
I gently bit it, then went back to her neck, placing kisses all over it.
I couldn’t help but grind against her middle.
I could feel how hot she was through my pants.
That pussy was begging me to put it out of its misery.
My dick was feeling the same way. The nigga was leaking something fierce.
I was gon’ mess around and nut on myself.
“I need you to use your fucking words, Iesha. Tell me what you want. If my dick slide in this hot ass pussy, that means you finally on the same wave as me. I’m aggressive and possessive as fuck.
You know that. I’m on a different level with you though.
I feel like I’m somebody else. So if you want me inside of you, that means you can handle all that.
I’m gon’ take your feelings into consideration, but I’m still gon’ be the same muthafucka.
No games. No indecisiveness. No bullshit.
No fucking sensitive ass feelings. You know what you getting. ”
I was two seconds from firing off in my drawers. I lifted my head to look at her. She looked like she was in euphoria already. Her body was trembling.
“Look at me.”
She shook her head quickly as she squeezed her eyes shut.
I slammed one of my hands against the door as I grinded against her more forcefully. My grunts were becoming louder, and I was almost at the point of no return. I released her legs and let her slide down the door.
“Iesha, you not finna cum and then go your way without verbalizing what you want. I’m not the nigga for that.
Once I dive into that pussy, that shit gon’ be mine whenever the fuck I want it.
That means I’m gon’ take care of everything that concerns you too.
Don’t fucking play with my feelings. I wanna eat you alive.
Have you feeling my tongue in your soul. What’s up, man?”
I was starting to get impatient. Her silence was fucking with me. I leaned in, placing my palms on the door on either side of her, waiting for her to respond.
Finally, she said, “Be who you’re gonna be with me. I’m gonna handle it, Seven.”
I immediately pulled my shirt over my head and pulled her away from the door. “You sure?” I asked, making sure I didn’t imagine that shit.
She pulled her dress over her head and unfastened her bra.
Yeah, she was ready. I unbuttoned my jeans, then reached in my pocket for my wallet before they hit the floor.
I pulled the condom from it, then pulled my drawers off, immediately strapping up.
We didn’t need any mishaps if things got crazy.
I watched her pull off her underwear. She was trembling.
Earlier I thought it was because she was getting close to achieving her orgasm.
Now, I could clearly tell it was her nerves.
It calmed me down some. Grabbing her hand, I said, “You don’t have anything to be nervous about.
I’m gon’ take care of your pussy like it’s porcelain. ”
She swallowed hard as I stroked her cheek with my fingertips.
She had me feeling sensitive as hell. I again picked her up and walked down the hallway to her bedroom.
I didn’t know where her spoiled ass brother was, but I didn’t need him walking in on me fucking his sister up.
I placed her on the bed, and she spread her legs as she stared at me.
“Oh, you wanted to make sure I see how pretty your pussy is? Mm. Let me come see if it tastes as good as it looks.”