Black Lace
Book 4 of the
Black Butterfly Series
Nika Michelle
Copyright © 2014 by Nika Michelle
Published by Sullivan Productions, LLC
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This book is dedicated to all of my loyal supporters.
I thank God for you.
Chapter 1
Seantay
“Damn, I could live inside of you,” Raheem said in a breathlessly as he held on to my trembling body.
He rolled over and grabbed a half smoked blunt from the ashtray on the nightstand.
I could barely catch my breath, because we had been making love off and on for hours.
“It must be something in that weed baby,” I was finally able to say. “What? We’ve already used four condoms?”
“Shit, we got eight more,” he said giving me a serious look.
I rolled my eyes. “Yeah right. You won’t have my stuff all worn out.”
He chuckled. “We’ll just get that thang reconstructed. It’ll be like new.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at that fool as he passed me the blunt.
I took a deep pull and relaxed against his rock hard chest.
“Sorry babe, but your home has been foreclosed on,” I joked.
Rah wrapped his strong arms around me. “I’ll just pick the lock.”
“That’s against the law you know. Rape is a heinous crime.” I thought about Dean and shuddered.
“I thought we were talking about a house. That is breaking and entering,” he said playfully.
I laughed. “You know damn well we weren’t talking about a house.” I gave him the blunt back.
“It’s my house.” He took a pull and suddenly we were both quiet.
Was he thinking about Dean too? Then my mind drifted back to Avery’s crazy ass. After that it was on to Nafis. Rah must’ve been the only sane man that I knew other than my father. I quickly pushed thoughts of my chaotic past to the side. Since my successful fashion show five and a half months ago, things seemed to be back to normal.
Nell had given birth to a healthy seven pound baby boy that they named Resean Charles Cory. Charles was Ricky’s father’s name. Seandra was still going strong with Ahmad. Cinnamon Star had wrapped up filming for the season and she was getting ready to start filming for the movie “Nothing Even Matters”. It was a romantic comedy and she had landed the starring role. Her movie debut was very exciting for all of us because it was an all-star cast. I was happy for my sisters.
Reba was also doing well. She was over what had happened with Aric and her relationship with Chang seemed to be going really good. She was preparing to get her BS in the fall and I was proud of her.
As for me, my business endeavors were going tremendously well. I had launched my men’s line, Black Onyx, a month ago as well as my signature fragrance Black Magic. The debut of Black Lace, my lingerie line, was right around the corner. Although everything else I had ventured into had been successful, I was still a little nervous.
“What’s on your mind baby?” Rah asked breaking into my thoughts.
“Nothing really, just thinking,” I said cuddling up closer to him. “You smell so good.”
“Hmm…I figured you were thinking, but I want to know what you’re thinking about,” he said as he ran his fingers through my tangled hair.
“I was thinking about all that has happened. You know…the past.”
He leaned over and kissed my cheek. “Let the past go baby. All of that stuff is behind us.”
I knew that he was right. “I know,” I sighed. “I just feel like this peace is too good to be true. I got that what next feeling.”
Chills spread over my body and I could feel the goose bumps cover my skin.
“Don’t worry baby. You already know that I won’t let shit happen to you.”
His words were reassuring, but I wasn’t sure if they were enough.
“It’s like I’m traumatized. My parents say that it’s post-traumatic stress disorder. After Avery’s attempt to kill me and my father, I’m just always so…fearful. That’s not like me at all. I’m used to living my life to the fullest and being spontaneous. All of that has changed now.”
“It won’t always be like this babe. Time will take away the fear and you will be able to live your life the way you’re used to. Things will fall into place okay. Besides, you got me right here with you. I ain’t goin’ nowhere baby,” he said. “Now give me a kiss and let’s get some sleep.”
I turned over and kissed his awaiting lips. When we parted, I assumed the spooning position and he threw his arm around my waist securely. I glanced at the clock and noticed that it was after three am. Before I could even close my eyes my cell phone rang. It was on the nightstand right beside the ashtray and I had to lean over Rah to get to it.
“Don’t answer it,” he said groggily not wanting me to move.
“I have to babe. It’s a reason someone is calling me this late.”
He groaned, reached over to get the phone and passed it to me.
I looked at the caller ID and it was my mother’s number.
“Hello.” My blood pressure rose immediately because I knew that it was something.
“Tay,” my mother said in tears.
“Yes mother, what’s wrong?” I asked feeling my own eyes start to burn. My stomach churned in anticipation of something bad.
“He…he had a heart attack…”
* * *
Renell
I was feeding my sweet baby boy when my cell phone vibrated on my bed. We were in the rocking chair and I was glad that the sound didn’t make him open his closing eye lids.
Instead of answering it and disturbing his peaceful state, I whispered to a sleeping Ricky.
“Baby,” I hissed. “Ricky.”
He looked up at me. “What?”
I shook my head. There I was up with our newborn and his ass was sleep like he had just had a damn baby.
“Answer my phone,” I whispered. “And keep your voice down.”
He picked up the phone and pressed the button. “Hey Tameah,” he said softly after looking at the caller ID.
Why the hell was she calling so damn early in the morning?
Suddenly Ricky sat up and was wide awake.
“Ok,” he said as he glanced over at me.
I already knew that something was wrong. Was it one of my sisters, or was it my father that time? I could feel the butterflies fluttering in the pit of my stomach. What was it now?
He ended the call. “Your father had a heart attack. He’s in the hospital.”
I jumped up with my half asleep son in my arms. Shit, I had to remain calm.
“So, what the fuck are we waiting for then? Let’s go!” I wasn’t whispering anymore.
Resean was wide awake after that, but it didn’t matter. It wasn’t like anybody was going to get any sleep anytime soon. Tears filled my eyes.
“What did she say?” I asked in a panic stricken voice.
Ricky rubbed my arm and spoke to me in a soothing voice. “Lay Resean down and get dressed. We’ll find out what’s going on when we get to the hospital. Okay. I know this is hard, but you h
ave to stay calm baby. Relax.”
I caught my breath and nodded as I laid our son down on the bed. He was right. I had to stay calm.
* * *
Seandra
Ahmad and I were both night owls, so it was no surprise that we were making sweet love in the infinity pool on his sprawling estate.
“Ahhh…baby…yessss…” I closed my eyes and enjoyed the tingles I was experiencing as he delivered multiple orgasms to my body. “Damn…I’m cuming!”
He held on to my waist and each stroke was even more incredible than the last.
“Damn, you feel…soooo good Seandra…fuck…” His breathing was faster and more erratic.
It was obvious that he was close to the edge, so I decided to give him a boost. I tooted my fatty up and threw that shit back at him. When I glanced back, he was staring at me like he wanted to eat me alive. Shit, I was giving it to his ass, but I felt that dick the whole time. Damn, he was huge and I was trying to show out, but if he didn’t come soon I was going to have to stop.
“Arggghhhh…keep doing that shit with your sexy ass…mmm…damn,” he groaned as he held on to my ample hips.
“Pull out baby!” I yelled knowing damn well we shouldn’t have been fucking in that damn pool.
It was a spur of the moment thing and we usually used condoms, but we had got caught up in the moment. I knew I loved that man if I was breaking my damn protection rule. Instead of pulling out, he held on to my hips firmly and continued to thrust that incredible dick into my wet, tight heaven.
“Fuck!! Seandra…ohhhh…fuuuuuccckkk!! Shiiiiiiiiiittttt!”
His warm tongue on my neck was a distraction, but it wasn’t enough to make me not be pissed at him. When his body started to calm down from his massive nut, I was ready to go off on his ass. He finally pulled out of me and literally collapsed on the pool’s top step.
“Wow,” he breathed. “That was fucking incredible.”
I was so mad at him for nutting inside of me. “Why didn’t you pull the fuck out?”
“Baby, I couldn’t…shit. You were feeling too damn good and it’s not like I get to hit it raw every day. The worst case scenario is that you get pregnant and that’s okay with me. I love you Seandra. We’ll get married and raise our child if that’s the case. Calm down. I am your damn man. What the fuck? We just fucked in a pool. You wanted me to cum in the pool?”
“Rather you came in the damn pool than me!” I snapped as I climbed out, grabbed a towel and stormed toward the glass patio doors.
Fuck that. I wasn’t messing my body up with no kids right now. He had to wait for that shit. He knew that I had a movie career that I wanted to pursue and kids weren’t part of it at the moment. Maybe later, but damn, not while shit was just falling into place for me on the big screen. I would finally be starring in my first feature film. He knew how important that shit was to me.
When I got upstairs to the master bedroom, I took a quick shower and then checked my cell phone. There were four voice mails and six texts from my mother and sisters.
When I read the text and saw that my father was in the hospital after having a heart attack, I nearly collapsed to the floor.
“Baby,” Ahmad said as he grabbed me.
I was always passing out over some shit. Damn, a heart attack though? Was he still alive?
“My father is in the hospital,” I managed to say.
“Which one?” He asked as I passed him the phone so he could read my messages.
I was out of it. That nigga was going to have to carry me to the damn car.
Chapter 2
Seantay
Raheem and I were the first ones to get to the hospital. My mother was pacing the floor and rubbing her hands together in anxiety. I made my way over to her and pulled her into my arms for a comforting embrace.
“Is he okay?” I asked when I pulled away. I was searching her face for some kind of reassurance.
Raheem gave her a hug next.
“I’m still waiting,” she said just as Renell strolled over to us.
She hugged mother and then me.
Ricky also walked over and hugged us.
“Well,” mother started just as Seandra and Ahmad rushed in.
“Mother, is father okay?” Seandra asked with a look of horror on her face. She was the last one to get there although she lived the closest to the hospital.
The men went to sit down while our mother updated us as best she could.
“I don’t know…” she started.
“What happened?” Renell asked putting her hand on mom’s shoulder.
Mother’s face turned bright red and I just knew that she was going to break down into tears. After what she told us, I found out that she was flushed, not out of grief, but out of embarrassment.
“Well, your father and I were…well…you know…”
We were just staring blankly at her.
“What?” Seandra asked all stupid like when it occurred to me.
“Ewww.” I grimaced when I realized that they had been fucking.
Mother rolled her eyes and continued. “He’s been taking Viagra, but he does not have ED. I told him to stop taking it, but he said he wanted to last… longer...”
Nell cut her off. “Uh, spare us the details mom. So, the heart attack was brought on by the Viagra?”
“Yeah, and I guess the excitement that comes with…you know. We’re not as young as we used to be, although I still look like I’m thirty five,” she bragged although my father was in a hospital’s ICU possibly fighting for his life.
“Was he talking when he got here?” I asked anxiously looking out for a doctor to appear.
“Yes,” she confirmed with her French manicured hand pressed against her chest. “He had scared the crap out on me when he collapsed. He came to a little while before the paramedics arrived. I was freaking out.”
“I bet,” I said still frowning my face at what my mother had said led my father to the hospital.
Viagra and he didn’t have ED? My father knew that was risky. Men and the things they’d do to fuck just a little bit longer. I never knew my father was a freak like that. I guess that wasn’t meant for me to know, but I thought he and my mother had slowed down over the years. True, I figured they got it on from time to time, but damn. He was making sure she never strayed again. Was it worth him possibly losing his life though? I prayed that it wasn’t that serious.
Lord, please let this just be a small scare to get him to leave those little blue pills alone. There was no way I could live without my father.
* * *
The doctor finally came out to tell us father’s status. She was a tall, attractive woman with pecan brown skin who appeared to be in her mid-forties, or early fifties. Despite how old she seemed to be, her skin was flawless and there was only a little gray around her temples. Her wavy hair was pulled back into a shoulder length ponytail.
“Beauvois family,” she acknowledged.
We all greeted her with anxious nods, but mother spoke up.
“Yes,” she said as she walked closer to her.
The doctor proceeded to update us. “I’m Doctor O’dell. Mr. Beauvois is stable and resting comfortably. The heart attack wasn’t major, but it wasn’t minor either. In my opinion a heart attack is never a small thing. In his case we’d like to keep him overnight to evaluate him and run a few tests. We have to be sure that his heart is in good condition, and everything is under control. He also has to maintain a healthy lifestyle at home when he is discharged. That means no more Viagra. I don’t know what doctor in his right mind would prescribe that to him.” There was a stern look on her face and I believed she wanted to say more, but she didn’t because we were all standing there.
Mother nodded in agreement. “I told my husband that it wasn’t a good idea Dr. O’dell. Is it possible for us to see him?
She nodded. “Yes, but it may be a few minutes. He hasn’t been moved to a room yet, but as soon as he is there will be a nurse sent for you.”
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“Thank you,” mother said as she shook Dr. O’dell’s hand.
Once the doctor was out of ear shot mother let out a loud sigh of relief. “Thank God.”
“Yes,” I said in agreement before walking off to sit beside Raheem.
“What’s the word?” He asked looking exhausted as hell.
“Babe, why don’t you go home and get some rest. I’ll get one of my sister’s to drop me off,” I said knowing that he wouldn’t be able to stay awake for another second.
He shook his head in protest. “Nah,” he said and grabbed my hand. “I brought you here, so you’re leaving with me. Besides, sleep doesn’t matter to me right now. You do.”
“Aww babe, thank you,” I gushed as I squeezed his hand.
About ten minutes later the nurse came out to tell us we could see father.
* * *
“You gave us a big scare old man,” I said playfully after kissing my father’s cheek.
He was awake, but barely as he fought to keep his eyes open to look at us. There was a nasal prong to aid his breathing with oxygen and an IV hung over his bed. I was glad there weren’t all types of tubes everywhere. Seeing him like that would only have freaked me out.
He grunted. “Sorry baby girl,” he said in a hoarse whisper.
“The doctor said no more damn Viagra daddy,” Seandra scolded him jokingly. “Mother told us all about it.”
He managed to smile as mother held on to his hand.
“You can’t tell him nothing. He’s always been hard headed, but not this time. We’re all going to make sure that you not only throw away the Viagra, but you also eat right and exercise,” Renell added for good measure.
Daddy rolled his eyes then and we all laughed. For the next two hours we all just sat there surrounding him with as much love and joy as possible. Of course he was drifting in and out due to the medication, but most of the time he’d smile, or nod.
Once we all filed out of the room we headed out to the parking lot knowing that the media would be camped outside. Just like we thought cameras were flashing and reporters ran up to us like a stampede. We avoided them like the plague. Before we all dispersed to our cars we hugged and promised to be back later to do it all over again.
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