CHAPTER EIGHTEEN IESHA #2
I pulled him to me and kissed him passionately. He finally understood me and allowed me to be me without trying to make me do what he wanted me to do.
“So, get ready to move to Nome in the next couple of months. Oh fuck, girl. This pussy about to drain me dry. Fuck!”
I was throwing it back at him as best I could, but I was tired. This was our second round and for the first round, I was on top. My legs were gonna be sore tomorrow. I didn’t even care though. For the first time in a long time, I was completely wrapped up in my man.
“I’m about to nut, baby. Ahhh shiiiiit!”
“Me tooooooo!”
We came together, drowning in our love for each other. When I heard the door close, I said, “Right on time.”
Seven frowned slightly as he fell to my side. “Even if that nigga would have gotten here while I was deep in your shit, I wouldn’t have stopped. I woulda hit it harder so he could hear you scream.”
I rolled my eyes. This man was a mess. I turned on my side and stared at him. He gently slid his fingers across my lips then my cheek.
“You’re so beautiful. I knew when I sang ‘Iesha’ to you in Michael’s parking lot that we would get to this point.
I didn’t think it would take this long, but I saw us here.
I know I’m young, but I know what I want.
I want you, girl. Watching my parents love on each other all these years, I knew I would need someone with a personality similar to my mom’s in order to deal with me. Yeah . . . you it for me, Iesha.”
“Well, you know I had doubts.”
“No shit. A lot of those muthafuckas.”
I giggled. “I did. I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to apologize. You did what was best for you. We still ended up where we were supposed to be. I didn’t even have to break into your apartment to get here. I was prepared though.”
“Oh my God, Seven! You would’ve broken into my place?”
“Hell yeah,” he said with a frown. “I couldn’t let you be slow forever, girl. You needed to see that I was who you needed. I knew you loved me long before you said it. That was part of the reason why you allowed me to stick around.”
His phone started ringing before I could confirm or deny his analysis of me. I pulled the sheet over my body, not wanting to get up to even shower. I was so damn tired. I wanted to believe it was my nerves that had me so exhausted.
“I’m at Iesha’s . . . who . . .? Naw, I don’t know him . . . Okay. They fell for it . . .? Incompetent muthafuckas . . . A’ight. I’ll holla at y’all tomorrow morning.”
He ended the call with a smirk on his lips as I stared at him. He got back in bed with me and pulled me to him. He knew it was killing me to know what he was talking about. That was why his ass was lying here with a smirk on his lips. I remained quiet for as long as I could.
“Seven, quit playin’!” He fell out laughing. He made me sick! “Nigga, you know it’s killing me!”
“That was Ace. He said the FBI apprehended a suspect.”
I frowned slightly. “For killing the agent?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Do you know who they apprehended?”
“Yep. One of those niggas in Liberty that was trying to get at me.”
“Wow. Why did he think he could get away with killing an agent?”
“Hell if I know. I don’t try to figure out people’s decisions who are beneath me mentally.”
I slowly shook my head. I knew he wasn’t telling me everything.
My gut was telling me that the man they arrested was framed, simply by the pieces of the conversation I heard.
However, I knew he wouldn’t say a word about that.
I just hoped they knew what they were doing.
It would kill me if Seven got taken away from me over some bullshit.
“Chill out, baby. I can hear your wheels turning. Everything is under control. I promise.”
He kissed my head. I did my best to relax, like he said to do.
“I can’t wait to see what the house will look like.”
“You don’t have to wait.” He grabbed his phone from the nightstand. “I have the plans on my phone.”
When he handed it to me and I saw the two-story, brick beauty, I gasped. “Seven, this is gorgeous.”
“Swipe and you can see the floorplans.”
I did as he said and was in awe. It was going to have four bedrooms, three bathrooms, and plenty of space.
The kitchen was big, along with the family area.
I swiped again and came across a video. I frowned slightly, then turned the volume up on his phone.
Somebody was snoring loud. Before I could ask, my face came into view. My eyebrows lifted as he chuckled.
“I know like hell you didn’t record me sleeping!”
“I shol in the hell did. You see it. Look at how your titties hanging out of that tank top, girl. What’s the point in even putting that shit on. It look uncomfortable as hell.”
I swiped again to see a closeup of my face. My eyes widened all over again. “Seven!”
He laughed hard as hell. “I had to take a picture of you drooling. You would never believe me if I said you did. I was saving that in my arsenal for when we got into it about something. I was gon’ blackmail you with that shit.”
I shoved him, then threw his phone to the bed as he continued to laugh. Turning my back to him, I couldn’t help but smile. He was such a jackass. He slid his arm under me and lifted my leg with the other and slid inside of me, causing my eyes to roll to the back of my head.
“Seven, you don’t have on . . . a condom.”
“You want me to stop?”
“Yes. I’m not ready for a baby. Y’all niggas too potent in big city Nome.”
He chuckled and pulled out of me. “Let me just put the head in then.”
“Nigga!”
He laughed louder, then stood and went to his pants on the floor and pulled another condom from the pocket. I didn’t know why he didn’t do that shit from the start. I trusted he was clean, especially since he hadn’t had sex in two years, before he slid into me.
There was no way I was ready to be pregnant though. All three of his sisters were pregnant, along with Aaliyah, Milana, Mya, and Karima. Ashanni and Angel had just had babies. There were more than enough Henderson children around there. The Hendersons alone had tripled the population.
When he got back in bed, he immediately picked up where he left off. His dick slid directly to my cervix, taking my breath away. “I love you, Seven.”
“I love you too, baby. Forgive me, but I like fucking with you too. I’ma make that shit up to you right now.”
He started stroking me slowly and deeply, making me feel his love for me.
“I can’t wait to marry you and put a baby in you though. Your daddy said we gon’ have bad ass kids.”
I frowned and tried to turn to him, but he held me in place.
“I told him I planned to marry you, baby. I let him know that I wasn’t ever gonna let you go.
You my baby. I’d be a fool to let go. I promised him that I would always take care of his baby girl.
He told me that if I wanted kids with you, that you were a meddling, bossy, know-it-all when you were little. ”
Before I could respond, he picked up his pace. “So we more alike than different, girl. We finna run this town. Na, give me my shit. Cum on my dick, baby, so you can suck that shit off it.”
“Seveeeen! Oh my God!”
I knew I was about to squirt everywhere. He had me so damn turned on. When he slid his hand to my neck, I knew he would get everything he asked for. He gripped me tight, nearly too damn tight, and I squirted all over the bed. “Fuuuuuck!” I screamed, forgetting all about Kareem being home.
Seven pulled out of me and practically dove face first between my legs, sucking up my fluids like a fucking vacuum.
That only caused me to squirt more. His young ass had turned me out, and I knew I would never get enough of him.
When my tremors died down, he brought his condom clad dick to my lips, and I sucked that shit like it was the sweetest popsicle.
“Oh fuck! Hell naw. I need to get in this pussy again.”
Adjusting himself to where he was positioned behind me, he gripped my hips and pulled me to him and simultaneously slid inside of me, assuring he would be fucking up the way I walked.
It didn’t take long, because after about ten strokes, he growled out his release.
He collapsed on top of me, both of us panting like we’d run a hundred-yard dash.
Rolling off me to my side, he said, “We can’t move to Nome soon enough.
I’m gon’ make sure your back touch every wall in the house. Fuck!”
I couldn’t even respond to him, nor could I keep my eyes open. I drifted off with a smile on my face.