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“Don’t go getting lost in your head with your emotionally expressive ass.”
Cali choked on a laugh. “Fuck you. There’s nothing wrong with being emotionally expressive.”
“Depends on who you ask.”
While Cali and Conner shared a heart to heart, War sat on the side of Cali’s bed, exhausted from the past twenty-four hours wearing him down. If he was honest, exhaustion from the past six months sat firmly on his shoulders. Kirsten yelling at him through the phone wasn’t helping.
“She’s a fucking mess, War. I showed up to bring JoJo home and she was crying and shit. Wouldn’t even look at me, her son. I couldn’t leave him with her while she was like that. What the fuck is going on?”
“Nothing you need to be concerned with, Kirs. Just keep JoJo for the day and…”
“I can’t. I’m supposed to be on a plane at three. I’m flying to Philly for a few days.”
War tensed. “With who?”
“Raleigh.”
“Change that shit.”
“No, I will not. I do everything you ask me to and I never question your motives. You wanted me to get JoJo, I got him. But after seeing that shit with Neece, you’re gonna have to tell me something. What the fuck happened last night and don’t say nothing or you don’t know because it’s mighty convenient that you asked me to get JoJo and I show up this morning to bring him home and she looks like a gotdamn trainwreck.”
“Kirs…” he growled in aggravation.
“Don’t you fucking dare. You either tell me what is going on or I’m taking JoJo to Mom and you can expose whatever this is to her.”
“Where you at?”
“Home.”
“Give me a few hours and I’ll be there, aight.”
“War, you better show, I mean it,” she yelled then ended the call.
He cursed under his breath and tossed the phone on the bed, standing. His body ached from hauling shit around a few hours prior. When he reached the bathroom, War placed his palms flat on the counter and dropped his head between his shoulders, lifting it moments later to stare at his reflection. Killing J’No should have brought him a step closer to peace but that wasn’t the case. He was so fucking tired and not just physically. It was time to put all his cards on the table but first…
After he cleaned up in the bathroom, he left the bedroom and called out to Cali. “Ay, come holla at me for a minute.”
Conner was the first to acknowledge him. She glanced in his direction and arched a brow. “Well good morning to you too then.”
War wasn’t in the mood but Conner wasn’t the source of his issues so he tossed his chin and offered a mumbled, “Good morning”, while Cali lifted from the sofa, stopping in the kitchen to drop her empty mug. War turned away before she reached him and entered the room first. The second she crossed the threshold, he slammed the door and had her pinned against it. His mouth took hers with demand and a few seconds later, he lifted her around his waist and carried Cali to the bed.
“You okay?” She felt tension pulsing around him. When his response was to start removing her clothes, she forced him back and lifted her head.
“War?”
“I’m good, Cali,” he murmured. A heaviness she could feel lashed out around him before he spread her thighs and dropped his face between them. He devoured her pussy and Cali let him. She came twice, the first time from just his tongue, the second after he incorporated his fingers.
The next he planned on delivering with his dick so after he had a condom secured, War lifted Cali’s arms over her head one by one, claimed her wrists in one of his hands, then pulled her leg up around his waist, easing into her nice and slowly.
“You’re so fucking good, Cali. You have no idea.” His eyes searched her face, watched her expression shift and change as he rocked into her. When he couldn’t go any further and her back bowed away from the bed on a slow moan, he was so fucking lost.
His teeth nipped her bottom lip and when she smiled, attempting to pull her wrists free, he shook his head and tightened his grasp. War pulled out to the tip and drove back in, deep and hard. She bowed away from the bed again, but this time her body trembled as her pussy clenched and throbbed around his dick.
He leaned down enough to brush his mouth over hers. His tongue followed and when he pulled back she grinned, so sweetly while her eyes narrowed. “I feel you.”
“Not yet but you will.” War fucked her slowly. When he finally let go of her hands, they settled on his shoulders, her nails sinking into his skin while she met him thrust for thrust.
She pulled, he pushed, driving deep, giving her everything he had until Cali crashed, unraveling in the most beautiful descent. War kept going until he lost all composure and fucking shattered right behind Cali.
