Assariyah

by La'Toya Makanjuola

  “No I don’t think so.”

  “Give me the address, I’ll have to get someone to clean up the house and get rid of the bodies. Your DNA will be all over the place.”

  “You can do that?” I asked shocked.

  “Just give me the address,” he replied.

  I was surprised by how calmly and confidently Cameron had reacted to the information that I had told him. I’d always thought of Cameron as being too scrupulous to break the law. However, it seemed like there was a whole other side to him that I didn’t know anything about. I gave Cameron the address in Fulham and he promised to take care of everything.

  “Before the night is out my people will make the bodies disappear. In the mean time, I’ll send for Dr Ralal to come and check you over.”

  “Thank you Cam,” I said giving him a hug.

  A few hours later, Dr Ralal came to check me over. In addition to the bruising and swelling he confirmed that my ribs were fractured. I was highly dehydrated and my sugar level was very low. He didn’t ask any questions about how I got my injuries but he told me to get plenty of rest, focus on my breathing exercises to avoid getting an infection and gave me some strong painkillers.

  “She’ll need plenty of rest and a good diet. The fractured ribs should heal within three to six weeks, as long as she follows my advice. The painkillers should help her with the pain, but if she experiences any shortness of breath or increasing chest pain, be sure to contact me immediately,” Dr Ralal said to Cameron.

  Cameron thanked the doctor and walked him out.

  “I’ve prepared a bath and laid out a shirt in the guest room for you,” Cam told me when he returned.

  “Thank you so much Cam. I really appreciate all you’ve done for me.”

  “Just have a bath and relax, you heard the doctor.”

  The hot water felt good against my aching muscles. After the bath I threw on the shirt Cam had left for me. I took in Cameron’s scent and fell asleep.

  Later on that evening when I awoke from my sleep Cameron and I sat down to eat dinner.

  “Hope you slept well.”

  “I did thanks.”

  “Good, you’re just in time for dinner.”

  I only managed to eat a little of the roasted lamb and potatoes before I started to feel sick.

  “Is something wrong with the food?” Cam asked.

  “No the food is great, I just can’t eat much,” I explained.

  “You’ll need to eat to get your strength back up. And just so you know, everything is all taken care of.”

  A huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Knowing that the bodies would never be found was a huge relief.

  “Thank you Cam, you’ve saved my life again.”

  “You don’t have to thank me, but there is one thing I want from you Assariyah.”

  “Anything, just name it.”

  “First of all, never agree to something blindly.”

  I nodded my head.

  “As I was saying, I just need one thing from you Assariyah and that’s honesty. There were too many gaps in your story. Your lies destroyed us but if I’m to carry on helping you I need the whole truth, the complete picture, fully concentrated, no diluted bullshit.”

  That night I told Cameron everything from the beginning with no holds barred. There were no more secrets. I was totally exposed. Cameron agreed to let me stay with him for a while till I got myself together.

  “What about Tola?” I asked.

  “Let me worry about Tola,” he replied.

  CHAPTER 20

  Over the next few days I recuperated in Cameron’s home. The heart to heart I had with Cameron brought us closer together. Being able to share my prison nightmares with him was healing for me. The painkillers Dr Ralal gave me were helping me to manage my pain but, to be honest, Cameron’s love and support was more effective than any painkiller could ever be.

  I still found it hard to believe that after the fucked up things I’d done and the heartache I’d put Cam through, he still chose to stand by my side. He owed me nothing but he gave me everything.

  When I told Cam about Lacey’s story, he shed a single tear for her. This morning over breakfast I told him how much it hurt me that I couldn’t adopt Amelia because of my murder charge for killing Jasmina. Nothing could have prepared me for what came out of Cameron’s mouth next.

  “I’ll adopt her for you.”

  “What?” I asked, “Cam what are you saying?”

  “I’ll adopt Amelia for you.”

  “Oh my God! Cam you would do that for me?” I questioned in disbelief. “What about Tola?”

  “The day I sent Tola home and decided to help you spoke volumes. Tola is a great girl and I don’t want to let her down. Common sense is screaming at me to marry Tola, but you’re my heartbeat Assariyah. I couldn’t marry Taylor because of you and as crazy and foolish as it may be, I can’t marry Tola because I love you Assariyah.”

  My head was spinning, Cam still loved me, but what did it all mean?

  “Regardless of everything Assariyah, you’re my one,” he confirmed.

  “I love you Cam, you’re my one and I promise you that I’ll never ever do anything to hurt you again. I want to spend my life making you happy.”

  “You can start by dying your hair back to black,” he laughed as he leaned in to kiss me.

  As soon as Cameron’s lips touched mine I melted in his arms. For so long my eyes were nothing but an ocean of darkness, sorrow and emptiness. Now finally after all the years of pain, in his embrace I could see my dreams, hopes, happiness and the best days of my life to come.

  “Wake me up Cam, I’ve got to be dreaming.” I could not believe that Cam actually wanted me back and that he was going to adopt Amelia. Any moment now I expected a huge wave to come crashing down like the Tsunami and destroy my happiness.

  Instead Cameron gently scooped me up from my seat and whispered in my ears, “It’s real, we’re real.”

  Cameron carried me upstairs and carefully placed me on the bed. He undid the shirt that I had on and revealed my naked body. I was ashamed of my cuts and bruises but Cameron kissed me on every inch of my body and made me feel beautiful. Cameron’s tongue pressed firmly against my clit and I went insane.

  All I could say was, “Ooooh!”

  He swirled and flicked his tongue, covering every angle around my triangle and beyond. He worked his fingers in and out of my pussy simultaneously. My pussy dripped, jumped, shook and jerked to the beat of the music his tongue played on my instrument.

  Cameron kissed me, letting me taste my sweet cum. He looked into my eyes and said, “I love you Assariyah Jones.”

  “I love you … Cameron Simmons,” I moaned.

  He slid his dick into my dripping wet pussy and my eyes filled up with tears. It had been so so long since we last made love to each other. Cameron stroked me softly, making sweet love to me. I could tell that he was scared of hurting me because of my fractured ribs and all the bruising he could see, but I needed him to go deeper. I wanted him to fuck me harder. I needed to feel all the pain. I wanted to disappear into his skin.

  “Fuck me harder Cam,” I longed for the deeper penetration.

  “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “Please,” I begged him.

  That was all the confirmation Cameron needed from me to lose control. He plunged himself deeply inside me and pumped his dick harder and harder against my spot. It was so good but hurt so damn much at the same time that I wanted to run.

  Cameron grabbed my hips, “No don’t run, this is what you want, take it.” He rubbed the head of his dick against my erect clit. The sensation was incredible and had my clit vibrating. He slapped his dick against my clit, driving me even crazier, I could feel myself cumming. And then without any warning he dived deeper into my pussy.

  “Ooooooh shit,” I moaned in ecstasy and pain.

  The sound of Cameron’s balls slapping against my ass and the squishy sounds of my soaking wet pussy dro
ve us both mad. He pulled out and buried his tongue between my thighs to taste the flavour of my juices.

  I pushed his head deeper into me and forced him to suck my pussy more hungrily than the last time. My body shook wildly from the intensity of our passion and my pussy juices dripped everywhere. Cameron refused to let my juices go to waste. He lifted me up, spread my ass cheeks in the air and licked my asshole. I couldn’t hold back any longer. He shoved his dick back inside me just in time for me to squirt all over his dick.

  My whole body was beat but I didn’t care, nothing was going to get in my way. I got on my knees and sucked and licked all of my juices off his dick. I was so in love with Cameron’s dick, I made every inch disappear in my mouth without any assistance from my hands. My hands were solely there to massage his balls. Cameron was on the verge of losing control. I kept my tongue swirling on his dick until his warm cum oozed inside my mouth. I swallowed every single drop.

  When it was all over I took some much needed painkillers. Shortly afterwards I buried my head into Cameron’s chest and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

  CHAPTER 21

  My life flashed before my eyes as I felt the cold steel of his gun pressed against my back.

  “Don’t fucking move.”

  I was frozen with fear at the sound of his voice.

  How could this be happening? He’s dead … I saw him die. Any minute now the voice would be gone.

  But I was wrong.

  “Did you really think you could get away with what you did?”

  “What do you want? Please don’t kill me.”

  “You’re a dead bitch!”

  “No, please don’t kill …”

  BANG!

  The deafening sound of the gun and my bloodcurdling screams rang through the air. Several more shots followed. BANG. BANG. BANG!

  “Assariyah, wake up, wake up.”

  I woke up in a cold sweat screaming.

  “It’s just a dream Assariyah,” Cameron said, holding me in his arms. “Everything is going to be okay.”

  “No, you don’t understand, he’s going to kill me,” I replied, scared.

  “No one is going to kill you Assariyah. My people took care of the bodies. I won’t let anyone touch you babe. Now go back to sleep, you’re safe.”

  Cameron tried to reassure me, but I couldn’t go back to sleep. The dream felt too real.

  “What if something bad happens Cam?”

  “Nothing bad is going to happen. The battle is in your mind. Trust me I know it’s hard, but in order to move forward you’re going to have to forget the past.” Cameron kissed me on my forehead and asked, “Do you trust me?”

  “Yes,” I nodded. Right now he was my rock.

  “Good, keep a clear head and don’t worry about anything except getting better. Once you’re fully recovered we can look into finding a way to adopt Amelia.”

  “I don’t deserve you Cam. Thank you for loving me, even though I’m so tarnished.”

  “You are beautiful.”

  I kissed Cameron but I still couldn’t get rid of the feeling that something bad was going to happen and cut my happiness short. The dream had really shaken me up.

  I had done too much bad stuff and you know what they say, ‘What goes around, comes around.’ There would come a time when I would have to pay for my sins and it wasn’t fair for me to drag Cameron into my fucked up life. He deserved better than me. I had to protect him from my destructiveness and the only way to do that was not to stay.

  As much as the thought of walking away from Cam burned my heart, I knew it was the right thing to do. Everyone I loved died sooner rather than later. If anything happened to Cam I would never forgive myself. I decided that I was going to leave the very next day.

  CHAPTER 22

  I stared at Cameron intently through the half open door of the en-suite as he prepared to go to work. The way he brushed the deep waves in his hair, his caramel skin, the scent of his woody cologne. I was taking it all in for the last time. I wanted to make sure that I soaked in every part of his essence into my brain. Cam didn’t know it yet, but this would be our last morning together.

  I thought of leaving when Cam left for work, but he had done too much for me not to give him the respect of telling him that I was leaving face to face. It was going to be extremely hard but I had to find the courage to tell him somehow.

  “Assariyah,” Cameron called from the en-suite bathroom, “I was thinking we could go down to my house in Devon for the weekend after work. I think a change of scenery will do you good. What do you say?”

  Devon… I didn’t even know he had a place there. I was planning on telling him that I was leaving and here he was thinking of doing something special for me. I felt even more rotten than I already was.

  “Did you hear what I said?” Cam asked, walking into the bedroom.

  I couldn’t hold his gaze. I didn’t know what to say to him.

  “What’s wrong with you Assariyah?”

  “I’m sorry Cam, but I can’t come with you,” I finally replied.

  “What do you mean you can’t come?” he asked puzzled.

  “I mean… I can’t stay Cam,” I said tearfully.

  “I don’t understand Assariyah. We just got back together,” he said wiping away my tears.

  “Don’t Cam,” I said, moving his hands and looking away. “I don’t deserve to be loved by you.”

  “Shh, we’ve been through this.”

  “No, let me finish Cam. I’m poison, everyone I love dies. If I stay, something bad is going to happen to you and I refuse to let that happen. I’ve made up my mind. By the time you get back from work I’ll be gone. I just wanted to do the right thing by telling you directly.”

  Cameron held my face, making it hard for me to avoid eye contact. “I’m not letting you go Assariyah. Nothing bad is going to happen to us. Last night was just a bad dream. Slowly but surely, we will get through this together. Running away is not the answer.”

  “Please, just let me go Cam.”

  “I can’t do that. Get ready, we’re leaving for Devon now.”

  “Did you not hear anything I said?”

  “I did and I’m telling you to get ready.”

  “This is crazy Cam, you can’t just leave. What about work?”

  “I’m the boss. Now I don’t want to hear another word.”

  After a three hour drive, Cameron and I arrived at his home in Exeter. It was just after midday and the afternoon was bright. From the outside I already knew it was going to be grand.

  “Wow Cam, this place is stunning!” I said, admiring the magnificent double stairway as soon as we entered.

  “Thank you,” he replied, “I bought it a couple of years ago. Let me give you a full tour.”

  With five en-suite bedrooms over three floors, the house just kept getting better. I was in awe of the place. Cameron even had a library with an extensive catalogue of books.

  Cameron held my hand as we went for a walk in the garden, it felt so tranquil and romantic. For me the garden was the true gem of the house. Boasting vibrant colours and wonderful scents from the beds of flowers and plants, the beauty of the place was undeniable.

  We relaxed in the gazebo for a short while before Cameron took me to a little boutique to get a few pieces to get me through the weekend. I was conscious of the marks on my body so stuck to long sleeves, skinny jeans and maxis to cover up my flaws.

  “When we get back to London and you’re fully healed, you have permission to shop as much as you want.”

  “Thanks Cam,” I laughed, “but you might regret saying that once I max out your cards.”

  “You’re free to spend without worrying about limits baby.”

  I smiled admiringly at Cameron. There was just something so sexy about a man who handled his business.

  Later on that evening we went out for dinner at the Olive Tree restaurant.

  “This is one of my favourite places to eat,” Cameron told me.


  The food was delightfully scrumptious and the summer berry pavlova that we had for dessert was the best I’d ever tasted. It was clear to see why he loved the place so much.

  Cameron stared at me thoughtfully and I wondered what he was thinking.

  “What’s on your mind Cam?”

  “I was going to suggest that you stayed out here in Exeter until we managed to sort out Amelia’s adoption, but, after this morning, I can’t trust that you won’t just up and leave.”

  “I’m sorry Cam my emotions were all over the place. I thought it would be best if I left, but I now know that together we can get through anything. I really want us to provide a loving home for Amelia.”

  “I don’t know Assariyah, you’ve got to be in it for the long haul. You can’t just bail out when things get tough, especially when a child is involved.”

  “I promise Cam, I’m not going anywhere and I’ll do whatever it takes for us to get Amelia.”

  “Okay, let’s do this.”

  By the time we got back home there was a fire burning in between my legs that needed extinguishing. We barely made it to the stairway before I started ripping Cam’s clothes off.

  “Wow… um … slow down babe. Are you forgetting how much pain you were in after the last time?” Cam said between kisses.

  “Cam, I don’t care about the pain.” I stroked his dick and felt him growing in my hands. I was so frigging horny for him. “I just need you inside me.”

  “You need to heal,” he uttered weakly.

  I purred. “Right now you’ve got all the healing I need,” and continued to rub his super hard dick.

  “Damn! You’re too much,” he moaned.

  Cam softly pushed my back against the wall; he lifted up my maxi dress exposing my underwear free cunt and knelt down to suck my pussy.

  “Ahhhhhh shit,” I moaned deeply as he worked his tongue and fingers inside me. He was helping me discover new spots that I didn’t even know existed inside my walls. I was shaking all over and my knees kept giving way as he made my body explode with pleasure over and over again. Each time I came, he sucked all my juices back up.

  When I was too weak to stand, he laid me down on the floor and slid into the pool of water that he had created inside me. Cameron made slow, passionate love to me. Each stroke, every caress and kiss had me speechless, breathless and nothing less than satisfied. I was crazy to ever think that I could leave him.