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“MaybeRed’s Island.”
The familiarity of that name gave me pause. “In the Caribbean?”
“Mmmhmm. I’ve heard lots of good things about it. Their nightlife is amazing.”
“And dangerous.”
She laughed. “What do you mean?”
“That’s the place Wally shot his video a few months back. Right?”
“Yeah.”
“Witherspoon, the island may be pretty and the clubs may be live, but it’s an active island.”
“What does that mean?”
“As in gangs. They have a strong presence there.”
“Are you saying that because of those reports of Wally getting in trouble out there when shooting the video?”
“Yeah.”
“But everybody knows Wally is a hothead. You can’t go to someone’s home and try to play tough guy gangster all the time. Sounds like he tried being wild on the wrong island.”
I shook my head even though she couldn’t see me. “Nah, baby. That’s not…” I didn’t know how much of it I should share. I didn’t want “Harlem Pride Sin” in her head. She would never know that nigga. Now, I was a new creature, thanks to Christ. That’s the only man I needed her to know. To trust. But I also remembered Witherspoon didn’t like not knowing all of me. “Wally went over there before clearing it with his captain. If he had done that, proper channels would have been traveled to get permission to be out there working on their turf.”
“I don’t understand what you mean. Who’s Wally’s captain and what proper channels?”
“It’s gangland. Lord is Wally’s captain. When you’re familiar with street politics, you know just how limited safe travels can be for people, especially celebrities when they’re from the streets. It’s like I was trying to tell you the other day with your ex. He’s a target simply because of his status. That made and still makes you a target, too. There are politics mostly everywhere for high profile people, especially in the slums.Red’s Islandhas a slum on the other side of the picturesque beach it has. That’s where the gangs are. They should have been paid for Wally’s visit.”
“Why?”
“Simply because they say so. I’ve seen it happen in Harlem. Rappers from other cities come through wanting to explore or pose like tourists and ended up getting robbed and fucked up for not paying their dues. If they pay, they don’t get robbed by the reigning gang and it’s made sure that they’ll be protected from any other gang while visiting.”
“So,Ihave to pay the local gangs to visitRed’s Island?” Thick sarcasm was laced in her words.
“No. You just don’t need to go. Why don’t you try Dubai,Saint Justin, Mexico’s Baja California peninsula, Hawaii…Marye Island’s got water transportation to the other keys and the mainland. You and your girls ain’t saving pennies to explore.”
Witherspoon didn’t respond. For a while, we lay in silence, nothing more being exchanged but our breaths. Then I felt her little warm hand inching up my thigh.
“You know who needs protection from my exploring?”
My dick was hard instantly.
“Mmmmmm!” I moaned gloriously into the air.
His pelvis smacked into my ass, big hands gripping my quivering hips. The sun pierced through my lids, announcing the vanishment of the night.Last night. Last night Jas was slow, pacing, observant, and patient. And that was exactly how he started off this morning, waking me with soft wet kisses up the back of my thighs. I moaned to my consciousness this morning. After his mouth traveled to the back of my neck, those big calloused hands were at my hips, lifting them into the air.
Brain still foggy but body lit afire, I spread my knees wide, understanding the position. The command. He slid inside my swollen walls, amid their memory of him from just hours before. At first, I was with him, enjoying his generous strokes. Jas began delivering them faster and diving deeper. The massage intensified in no time and I imploded in an orgasm. That didn’t slow Jas who grunted behind me, pounding me into delirium. It all became too much rather quickly. I wasn’t in pain or discomfort, but the bed was more than creaking. It felt as though the frame was leaping from the floor. I didn’t want to stop and wouldn’t dare create an awkward moment by speaking, so I endured his rabid thrusts, hoping we’d be fine. Then, before I knew it, another orgasm rolled over me.
“Jasssss!”
My back arched and hips spread for him even more. I cried out until the deep moans turned into helpless whimpers. This time, Jas gave a cue.
“Shit,Shi…” he ground almost incoherently, plunging into me with wild abandon.
And I loved it, pushing my hips back more, squeezing my sex around him tighter. His big trembling palms gripped tightly on the skin of my damp, jerking waist. I even reached back and held my cheeks open for him. That was a bad idea. Jas’ thrusts turned even wilder as he grunted, panting loudly in pleasure until the corner of the bed fell to the floor. Without skipping a beat, Jas took me by the shoulders, clenching me protectively while still inside,stillshooting his hot spring into my core.
