“You think I’m not?” I asked. “You saw what I just went through with Chanel. The thought of going through that again is damn near paralyzing, but you know what scares me more than that?”
“What?” she asked with wide eyes.
“Losing you, so you ain’t never gotta worry about me doing no stupid shit like that nigga,” I said, jaw clenched at the thought.
“You just sayin shit,” she said with her lips poked out. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to snatch a kiss.
“Amaya… Baby, you have owned me from the first time I met you—starting with my mind, then my body, now my heart. From the moment I laid eyes on you, all I could think of was touching you. From the moment I touched you, all I could think about was loving you. Now that I’m in love with you, all I can think about is spending every possible moment I can with you. Like I said, don’t say it back until you’re ready, just know how I feel. And know you ain’t getting rid of me no time soon.” I said leaving her ass standing there looking dumbfounded. I snuck another kiss, but this time, when I tried to pull back, she held my face and pulled me in closer, snaking her tongue in my mouth.
“I love you.” I planted kisses down her neck and jawline, sucking gently on her neck as my hands kneaded her ass.
“Shut up,” she hissed. “Stop saying that.”
“I. Love. You.” I asserted, looking at her nose to nose as I slid her pants and panties down over her hips. I couldn’t even fool with the rest of our clothes, snatching my dick out of my pants before I lifted her up.
“Chase, please,” she whined, gasping as I filled her up. Once my hands were free, I used them to keep her thighs spread as I thrusted in and out of her. She felt so fucking good that I wish I could keep this pussy in my nightstand instead of Pearl.
“I love you,” I repeated once we had a good rhythm going. I felt her walls tighten around me and her legs start to quiver.
“Why are you doing this to me?” she cried out, damn near in tears.
“What’s my name, baby,” I growled as I held her legs wider so I could thrust up into her at just the right angle.
“Cha-Chase!” she called out, hands gripping my shoulders like she feared I would drop her, but I knew that she knew better than that shit.
“And what do I do for a living?”
“Ohfuck… You play f-football.” I couldn’t hold back my chuckle as I went a little deeper as a punishment for her wrong answer.
“Nah, what do I do for a living, Amaya?” I asked again, not even breaking a sweat while she looked like she was two seconds from overheating.
“F-f-fuckkk meee!” she screamed as her nails dug into my back.
“Close, but no. Think about it, baby… What I do?”
“Run?” she asked with eyes so low that her pupils were barely visible.
“Exactly,” I answered, rewarding her with a full thrust, followed by another, and another as I stared right into her soul. “So, if you try to run from me, what the fuck you think I’ma do, Amaya?”
“Ch-Chase—m-me?”
“That’s my girl,” I planted a deep kiss to her lips, then went in for the kill. “So-stop-fuckin’-runnin-from-me!” I said, trying to put her ass through that gotdamn wall. “Or don’t, because you see what happens when I catch you.” I didn’t need confirmation that I met my desired effect as her body shook and she screamed out my name again right before her pussy started convulsing.
“Oh God! I-I love you too! I love yousomuch! OH!” she bellowed mid-orgasm while her pussy tightened all around me. I tried not to take it to heart considering she was pumped full of dick when she said it, but a nigga’s heartstillleapt for joy hearing those words come from her pretty lips. I pulled her away from the wall, and carried her to her bedroom, dick still deep inside her, her pussy still clenching down on me with post orgasm shakes.
If the only way that I could get her to confess her love to me was through orgasms, then I planned on hearing it as much as I could that night.
She was backto being weird again, but in the best way. My independent, stubborn ass woman had been on me like a second skin for the past few days and I couldn’t even lie, I loved that shit. She even got up early to hit the gym with me in the mornings because she didn’t want me to leave her. Then she would text me all day when she was at work, and sneak home on her lunch break so we could get in a quickie. My woman was obsessed… and I was loving every second of it.
“Last night was fun,” she said dreamily as she sat at the table watching me make her breakfast. It was, but being a trick wasexhausting.We had gone out twice that week, first on a solo date to a private restaurant. It cost a pretty penny, but the way her brown skin popped in that green dress she wore, and the things she let me do to her in that dress in the car? Ten outta ten.
The past night, we rented out an arcade and did a group thing. Mona and Tahmir came as well as her friends Laila and June. Wewere even able to pull Jocelyn and Jonathan off each other for a night out. I couldn’t lie, it was fun as hell, but the urge to check my bank account was tearing me up. I knew it was just a drop in the bucket, but this wasn’t like me. I guess if she could get out of her comfort zone, then so could I. My phone rang and I quickly picked it up when I saw Niko’s name flash across the screen.
“What up, Boss?”
“Nigga!” he huffed. “When you coming back home?”
“Damn, why you crying?” I teased. “I’ll be back in two weeks, camp got pushed back.”
