“I’m good, Lovey. C’mon. Let’s get out of here.”
Her brows bumped together. “Why? You just got in. I’m sure PJ and Brit won’t mind you catching some sleep here.”
I licked my lips while gazing at her beauty straight off the wake up. My wife was fucking gorgeous, and she carried a softness in them gorgeous brown eyes she had despite how hard she liked to carry herself. She made my heart skip beats whenever she would just stare at me. She had my fucking heart like no other woman had before.
“I’m positive you ain’t gone let me fuck you while your brother down the hall.”
Her cheekbones rose as she laughed. Since we got married, we got shit cracking every morning. Wasn’t shit stopping mefrom continuing that. “You strolling in here at six in the damn morning, and you worried about fucking? Be for real, Ahk.”
“Hell yeah. I’ll catch some sleep after I get mine and break you off.” I smirked as my hand reached underneath the duvet and rubbed her thigh.
She smacked her lips while shaking her head at me. “You lucky I want some too.”
“You always want some. Can’t get your ass off of me.”
I helped her gather her things and make the bed before we said our goodbyes to Priest, who was up early putting in some work in their at-home gym. He locked up behind us, and we rode back to the city to our penthouse.
“I guess I should call Cyro and tell him I need him rolling with me all the time now.”
“I already hit him up. This shit not ending. Last night was just the beginning. I don’t need shit happening to you.”
She nodded as she hooked her arm with mine and rested her head against me while I drove. “Thank you for making it back to me.”
“Forever, Lovey.”
Chapter Seven
JAZZLYN
I heldthe sides of Ahkeem’s handsome face as he drilled into me. The sound of my wetness sucking him in filled the room, harmonizing with the moans I couldn’t contain. He had his bottom lip wedged between his teeth as he peered into my eyes. Sex with him was always fucking cinematic. The way sweat beaded his forehead, how our breathing always managed to sync, and don’t get me started on the way he fucking looked at me!
Ahkeem had enough power in his eyes to shut me the fuck up and make me listen to any command he threw my way. He was really my twin flame.
“Fuck, baby, I feel you in my stomach,” I moaned as he stroked me.
“Yeah? I’m trying to touch yo heart. Don’t fucking move.” He lowered his head and gritted lowly in my ear.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my body defied me. This nigga had me like putty in his hands, and he knew that shit. A few strokes later, I found myself screaming his name at the top of my lungs before he finished inside of me.
“Where you going?” Ahk throated out, half sleep with his arm around me so I would stay in bed.
“I have stuff to do. I can’t be in this bed with you all day.”
“You can. You just don’t want to.” He kissed my neck, trying his best to have me stay in bed with him.
I giggled at the kisses he was fluttering around my soft spot. “No, I actually can’t. I have to go see about Nymir’s grandmother… remember?”
“Shit, I forgot about that.” He released me from his hold since he knew I had things to get done. As I got up, he switched positions so he was laying on his back with his hands behind his head, watching my every move. Each time I looked over my shoulder at him, I caught him with his eyes glued on me.
“Last night at dinner, when sis brought up the house in their neighborhood…”
“Yeah, what about it?” I asked while tying my silk robe around my bare body.
“You not trying to get a bigger spot? Somewhere we can grow our family?”
At the table last night, I knew he could tell that I was just putting on for the sake of being in front of our family. There was obviously some more shit I had to say about the whole idea of moving into a bigger space. I just felt like as soon as we packed up our penthouse and moved to Staten Island, Ahkeem would be on my back more than ever to get the fuck off birth control so I could give him the baby he’d been wanting for a while now. I gave him a timeline, and now he was just throwing it to the wind because there was a potential house available to purchase.
“You don’t hear me now, Jazzlyn?” He raised his brow at me.
