AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I know you like to have that connection before sex, but us having sex will help me open up more to that connection.”
“I know that, Jacintha. That’s why I’m here.”
Chuckling, she shook her head as it hung. “I don’t want you to have sex with me just because.”
“Look at my dick.” Gripping her hand, he wrapped it around his hardened shaft. “I will always want you.” Elite’s free hand lifted her head by her chin. “I just don’t want us to use sex as a balm for our broken bond. I want our relationship to be pure. So if we’re having issues, it’s difficult for me to connect with you physically and sexually because both are a distraction. But if that’s going to help you feel open enough to let me see into you so we can fix this shit, I have no problem putting my preference to the side.”
Resting her forehead on his chest, Jacintha exhaled a shaky breath. She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed her eyes shut as they watered again.
“I love you,” she muttered.
“I love you.”
Gently, Elite turned with her in his arms, placing her under the water. As the water thumped against her skin, Elite washed her body. She did the same for him, noticing the exact moment all of her stress and anxiety left her body. The vocal exhale accompanied her body relaxing as the water and Elite’s presence filled her with peace. He saved her pussy for last, shaking and dispensing a few pumps of her Honey Pot foaming wash into his palm.
“Spread your legs,” he commanded.
She did, and the moment she felt his hand between her thighs, Jacintha almost crumbled. Gripping his shoulders, her eyes lowered as he applied soft pressure to her clit. With circular movements, Elite cleansed and pleasured her pussy at the same time. He waited until her breathing grew ragged to pull his hand away and turn her back around toward the water. Removing the showerhead, Elite rested her foot on the brown bench and lowered the showerhead to her pussy.
The second the hard, warm water connected with her clit, Jacintha moaned and flung her head back. Eyes closed, her nails dug into his shoulder as he squeezed her ass cheek. Keeping her in place, Elite allowed the water to massage her clit until she was whimpering as she came. Dropping the head, Elite lowered to his knees and draped her leg over his shoulder. As soon as he slurped her clit into his mouth, she gasped.
Taking a handful of his armpit length hair, Jacintha rocked her hips… feeding him more of her pussy. Opening his mouth wider, Elite accepted all she had to give. His tongue slipped between her slippery folds before flickering over her clit fast and hard as she came again.
“Baby!” she cried out as her legs shook.
He held her up while standing, cutting off the shower without missing a beat. Elite wrapped a towel around her body, then grabbed her body butter from under the sink. Hand in hand, they walked into their bedroom, where he dried and moisturized her body with care. As if he cherished her. Still. Meanwhile, all she could think about was how silly she was to ever consider hurting and potentially losing him.
two
Elite
Loyalty and faithfulness—theywere everything to Elite. As he looked down at his mother’s tombstone, it was a stark reminder of how much those things meant to him and why. He was so deep in his thoughts, he didn’t feel his phone vibrating in his pocket until it stopped. Looking down, Elite pulled out his phone and stared at the screen. The missed call had come from Hassan, one of his oldest friends and clients.
Jewelry was Elite’s first love, and his father was the reason for it. Instead of having small toys or plush animals on his crib mobile, he had dangling chains with jewels. According to Greg Benson, he wanted his sons to know they were royalty. Kings. And they did, but more than that, Elite fell in love with the brightness and sparkle of jewelry—especially gold. As he aged, he began to value the expensive pieces even more.
By his adult years, Elite began to study with Smoke and create his own custom pieces. Creating jewelry went from a flashy representation to an outlet that got him out of the streets and into a lucrative, legal lifestyle. Before he and Supreme left, Elite made sure he used his street connections to secure as many clients as he could.
His phone rang again, and this time, he answered with, “What’s good?”
“Wassup, nigga? Where you at?”
Elite smiled as he gave his mother’s tombstone one final glance before walking away.
“Out and about. You good?”
“Yeah. I was hoping you was at your store. I wanna get something made for Hanna.”
Nodding, Elite checked the time before he replied. It didn’t surprise him that Hassan wanted another piece for his daughter. Since her first birthday last September, Hassan had been copping some type of jewelry for her once a month. Every once in a while, he’d get his wife, Vanna, something too if she complained about it enough. It was crazy because Elite was sure Hassan would never settle down. Now, he was married to a beautiful woman, sharing an adorable baby girl, and Hassan seemed to be genuinely at peace. Elite prayed it stayed that way, because the last thing he wanted was for any of his niggas to get divorced and go back to their old ways.
“You know I got you. I can meet you there in about an hour when we close for the day. You have something in mind already?”
“I was thinking about getting her a li’l bracelet like the one I got Vanna lined up for Valentine’s Day, but I want li’l baby’s shit to be different color diamonds. Maybe red and black. I’on know.”
“Aight, just swing through in about an hour. We’ll see what we can come up with.”
“Aight, bet.”
Disconnecting the call, Elite hopped into his 2022 blue Ford Bronco. Most times, he handled his clients from home because most of them were high profile or in the streets, but for his regulars, he often met them at the store because they already knew the process.
