“Damn, you’re good at this,” I said breathlessly as my legs trembled. “Mmm…uhhh…”
When he slid two fingers deep inside of me and pushed them against my G-spot that shit made my ass bolt up from my seat. I was literally fucking his face, but he simply stared up at me as I enjoyed what he was doing to me. His eyes told me that he loved every second of it and that turned me on even more.
“Shit…I’m about to…uhhh…cum…”
He was working those fingers and sucking my clit like it was a juicy orange slice. “Mmm…yesssss…cum right on my tongue baby,” he coaxed me with those sexy ass eyes.
His lips were covered with my juices and I had more where that came from. I was feeling like I could let my freaky side out with Brock and I didn’t have to feel inhibited, or judged for it.
“Ahhh…yesss…right there….mmm…I’m cuming!” I screamed not giving a damn if anybody heard me.
“Yes…sexyyy…mmmm.”
As I came hard he lapped up every single drop of juice that escaped from me like he was a thirsty man in hell.
“Mmm mmm mmm…you’re so beautiful when you cum.”
I thought it was over, but he went right back down between my thighs and made me cum again and again and again. By the time he was done with me, my body was so relaxed that all I wanted to do was sleep. The alcohol and orgasms had me on cloud ten, fuck nine.
“How do you feel?” He asked after washing my body down in a luxurious bubble bath.
“Relaxed and drowsy, but damn good,” I said honestly as I climbed between the sheets of his comfortable looking king sized bed.
He smiled. “Good. If you want, I’ll sleep on the sofa and you can have the bed to yourself. I want you to be comfortable.”
I shook my head. “No, part of my pleasure is you holding me tonight. I haven’t had the pleasure of being held in a while and it would be nice.”
“My pleasure gorgeous,” he said climbing in the bed with me.
I had on a long t shirt that he had given me to sleep in. In no time I had cuddled next to him and was out. He didn’t even try to have sex with me and I kind of appreciated the fact that he had pleased me without even thinking of himself. Part of me was curious to know more about Brock. Maybe he was just what I needed.
* * *
The next morning I headed to my car at five thirty am. My plan was to go home, take a shower, get a few more hours of sleep in and then go get my baby. I didn’t even stop to notice the lone paparazzo that was lurking in the nearby bushes taking pictures of me without the flash.
Chapter
Seantay
“Not guilty! No!” I screamed as Raheem held me in his arms. “What the fuck happened? I thought the DA had that shit in the bag.” Not only was I disappointed, but I was actually hurt by all that was going on. After Chang’s death we also had to deal with Dean being released to make our lives a living hell again. Not only that, but some psychotic killer called “The Black Lace Killer” had tainted the name of my lingerie line. I postponed the show while I rethought the name. There was no way I could use it after that. Then Nell opted to get out of the contract for the reality show stating that the timing still just wasn’t good. Honestly, I agreed with her about that and so did Seandra.
Reba had gone to her parent’s house, so I didn’t have any fear of her over hearing our conversation.
“I already told you that if it didn’t work out it was on to plan B didn’t I.”
When he said that, it sent chills up and down my spine. I had seen him kill in my defense before, but to think he had to actually premeditate a murder was beyond my comprehension.
I shook my head and then felt his hands on my shoulders. As he massaged tears fell from my eyes.
“I feel so bad for Reba. She’s so…so sad. Chang’s funeral is in a few days and I know that she’s dreading it. We have to find out who killed him.”
Rah nodded in agreement. “Yeah, we do. I have a feeling I know who…”
I gave him a questioning look. “Who?”
He shook his head. “I don’t want you worrying about that shit right now. You have enough on your plate baby. When I know for sure you’ll know. Okay.”
I nodded and then focused back on the television. Dean was responding to the reporters’ questions.
“So what do you plan to do when you’re released?” A brunette woman with a wide mouth asked.
“I plan to get to the bottom of who framed me and why. The only crime that has been committed is against me and I will stop at nothing to bring them to justice.” He seemed to be staring right at me and I cringed.
“Do you think Elise and LaTisha will get in trouble now?” I asked. My nerves were shot by everything. “What if they give us up for a plea deal? Damn, we really fucked up babe.”
“I don’t think the police will investigate further. For some reason the jury fell for the defense’s bullshit and they acquitted him. Basically it means that they created reasonable doubt. That doesn’t mean he didn’t do it. An acquittal kind of means he might’ve and he might not have. The new evidence proved doubt. DA Monroe guaranteed a guilty verdict, but he didn’t deliver. Chang is gone, so I’m not even going to try to expose him. I don’t even have a copy of the video. I didn’t want that shit.”
“We don’t need it. Maybe Dean will just leave us alone and never figure it out.” I didn’t believe that shit, but it felt good to say it out loud.
Rah caressed my cheek; then planted a kiss on my forehead, the tip of my nose and then my lips. “When I’m not with you I want you to have security. I will hire somebody today. If you have somebody you trust that your pops knows, then we’ll hire them. I know you hate the idea of having a bodyguard, but I ain’t gonna be able to be with you all the time. I need to make sure you’re safe, okay babe. Until I can eliminate every threat, that’s what the fuck it’s goin’ be. A’ight?”
I nodded reluctantly. “Okay babe. Whatever you say.”
At that moment my cell phone rang and I noticed that it was Seandra’s calling.
“Hello,” I answered giving Rah a nod so he’d continue rubbing my aching body.
His hands traveled down my back and I closed my eyes.
“Tay, hon. I heard about Dean’s acquittal. I can only imagine how much of a blow that is after all that’s going on,” Seandra said in a sweet, sisterly voice.
“Yeah, well, shit happens,” I said pretending that it wasn’t bothering me that much. Everybody else thought it was simply the fact that I thought he was really guilty, not that I had actually set the man up for rape.
It was hard as hell watching my so called plan crumble right in front of my eyes. If Dean went after Elise or LaTisha, I would really feel like shit. What if he had already started his murderous plot by killing Chang? He didn’t have to be out. All he had to do was pay somebody to do it. His female fans made sure that he had anything he needed. What if they had found him a contract killer?
“I should be asking you how you’re doing. Of course I know that Ahmad lied about everything he said. We both know who the insecure one was.” I was eager to change the subject.
“Hmm. I guess I keep on getting with the wrong men Tay. I’m attracted to Pierre, but it’s way too soon. I can’t keep making the same mistakes. Ahmad probably kept accusing me of cheating because that’s what he was doing. In my eyes all men are fucking dogs,” she spat.
“That’s not true about all men Seandra. Don’t sound bitter. My baby is the perfect example of a good man. He’s not a dog and…”
“Hmm, all men are dogs like I said,” she cut me off. “Rah’s cool and all, but I can guarantee you’ll see another side to him too. Look at Ricky. I just knew his ass was perfect. I don’t know what he did, but it had to be some shit for Nell to call off the wedding. You just wait little sister. Don’t put your faith in a man. They’ll fuck you over every time. Our father is the last of a dying breed, but think about all of the times he’s cheated on mother.”
“
I’m going to act like you didn’t just say any of that. I love my man and at this point he has only proven time and time again that he loves me and he’ll never do anything to hurt me. Other women are not an issue in our relationship.” I thought about him bringing up having a threesome and suddenly I wondered if he did have the desire to be with someone else.
“Whatever Tay. You need to get your head out of that man’s ass. He may have some good dick and some coins, but he’s a man. He’ll give that good dick and his money to another bitch and then blame you for it by acting all jealous and insecure. Nothing is ever what it seems. Look around you sis. How many perfect men do you see? None right. Not even our father. What makes you think your man is perfect? Do you really think your pussy is that damn good?” She let out a snooty laugh. “Yeah right.”
The old Seandra was back. I wanted to curse her ass out, but I knew that she lashed out when she was hurting. What Ahmad had said was really getting to her and so, I tried to hold my tongue.
“Look, you’re obviously going through your own shit right now. Let’s talk when you are done being an insensitive bitch.” Okay, I said that I tried to hold my tongue. That didn’t mean that I would.
“Oh, so since I’m giving you some good ass advice about your little boyfriend you want to call me a bitch? You know what; you and your self-righteous ass sister can kiss my ass. I don’t need you judgmental bitches anyway.” With that said, she hung up on me.
Rah gave me a quizzical look. “What was that all about?”
“Seandra’s ass is just like our bipolar ass mother. Neither of them has been diagnosed, but the signs are there. When she first called she was sounding all concerned and then she started reversing the shit she’s going through on to me. In her eyes all men are dogs, even you. This isn’t about you though. It’s about the fact that Ahmad is slinging her name through the mud. Image is everything to her.” I shook my head and thought about the fact that we were back to square one again. What had happened to that sisterly bond we had found?
“Well, I can’t speak for any other man. I can only speak for myself. I don’t want another woman and that’s one thing I do know. When I brought up having a threesome baby, I was really joking with you. You’re all I want and need and that’s why I’ll do anything to protect you. Living without you is not an option, so I’ll never risk what we have. Don’t let anybody make you doubt that shit.” He stared at me and then gently cupped the back of my head with his hand. As he moved his face closer to mine he said, “I fucking love your ass. You hear me?”
When I nodded he kissed me passionately. After he pulled away, he smiled and said, “And your pussy is that damn good. I’m the one who be long stroking that mufucka, so I know.”
I laughed. “You heard her huh?”
He chuckled and kissed me again. “Not all of it, but I did hear that part.”
I shook my head. “That’s my sister.”
“You handled it well, despite all that you’re going through ma.”
A tear had fallen from my eye and he wiped it away before it could hit my cheek. “Thanks babe, for everything. I love you so much.”
“Don’t be sitting here with tears in your eyes having doubts about you man. I understand where your sis is coming from as far as warning you about men. The thing is you got it right with me. True, I’m not perfect, but I know that it ain’t one woman out there worth me losing you.”
At that moment I didn’t give a damn about Dean’s verdict, or anything else going on around me. I just wanted to bask in the love that my man was pouring on me. It didn’t matter what anybody said, I believed in him.
“I trust you Rah and I love you with all my heart. You’re not the average man and I know that. I’m not crying because I doubt you. I’m crying because I’m scared. Although I know you’ll do anything for me, I don’t want to lose you either. I couldn’t imagine having to go through what Reba’s going through right now.”
“Oh baby, damn.” He pulled me into his arms and all I could do was let the tears spill on his shoulder. “I’m going to do whatever I have to do to make sure that doesn’t happen. Chang’s death is fucking with me too baby. For some reason, I feel responsible. I just know he got killed over some shit he did for me.”
“For us,” I said feeling the guilt nagging at me again. What if my best friend had lost her one true love because of me?
* * *
Later on that evening, I decided to get out of the house before I had to be tied down with security. As a child we had body guards around us like we were the President’s children. For some reason, I hated it. It was like it called for way more attention than any of us needed, or wanted. Well, except for Seandra. The concept of having a bodyguard meant that she was important.
Raheem had to go to his seven o’ clock Calculus class, so it was the perfect opportunity for me to sneak out. Samara was waiting for me to come pick her up. I had no idea what we were getting into, but I just needed to get out of the house. It was too quiet. Reba was still at her parents’ house and when I called to check up on her she was asleep. Her mother assured me that she would probably be ready to return to my place soon.
“I know how she is. She loves us, but you’re her number one,” her mother had said.
“And she is my number one. Have her call me when she wakes up.”
“Will do,” she said before hanging up.
As I walked to my brand new silver Range, my heart was heavy for my bestie. I loved her like she was my blood sister and well, I felt like Chang’s murder was my fault. She didn’t know about the danger Chang had been in and I didn’t want her to find out. If she did she would hate me. All I could do at that point was try to stay alive. I had no clue if the person who had killed Chang was after me and Raheem. Then I had to think about what could possibly happen when Dean was released. On top of all of that Nafis was going to be a threat in the next two years. Not even to mention the fact that my sisters’ love lives were in turmoil and a deranged killer was named after the lingerie line I had planned to put out. Of course the show was called off indefinitely and that in itself was a sign of failure for me. My sisters were beefing and I was beefing with Seandra. When would all of the damn madness end?
I was probably a mile or so from my apartment when I heard a sound. After turning my radio down, I listened closely. It sounded like I had a flat, so I pulled over on the shoulder of the road. Damnit, I thought as I picked up my cell phone before getting out of the vehicle. After checking the two tires on my side, I walked around to the passenger side.
That was when I saw it. The words “You are next!” were keyed in the side of my Range Rover in huge letters.
Why hadn’t anybody flagged me down or let me know. I had got in on the driver’s side, I hadn’t seen it until then. A chill traveled over my body and it felt like somebody was watching me. When I looked around, I didn’t see anyone. It was getting dark, but it was the peak of twilight. My skin was covered with goose bumps when I noticed that the back tire had been stabbed with something.
My eyes starting burning with tears and I ran around to the driver’s side to get behind the wheel. My first instinct was to call 911. Before I could even put in the pin for my locked phone, I felt somebody grab me from behind. My first instinct was to scream, but they had quickly stuffed something in my mouth. It had to be a man, because his grip was hella strong as he dragged me away. There wasn’t much traffic on the road, so before I could even think, he had tossed me in the trunk of a car that was close by.
When I looked up and saw his familiar face, I couldn’t believe it. He wasn’t even trying to disguise who he was, which let me know that his agenda was to kill me. Suddenly, the sound of a car passing by caught my attention. By that time it was too late, because from the view of a passing vehicle, it looked like he was just getting something out of his trunk. I couldn’t move, because he had tied something around my hands and then my ankles.
I couldn’t say anything due to the gag. Whatever it was th
at came out sounded like I was a wounded animal. All I could do was think and that was even hard when he put a cloth over my nose. After two breaths, I became light headed. When he put something over my face, I realized that I could see through it. It was black…black lace…and then everything went black.
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