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I rubbed my eyes, feeling stuck as hell. “Ashi—”
“No!” she grunted, turning back over while adjusting the blanket around her. “I’m over it. I’m over it all!”
Crazy enough, I believed I understood why. Ashira was tired of being an outlier.
You ever devise a plan to protect your heart all to eventually realize you didn’t have the stamina to carry said plan through?
Nah?
I did. And I was fucked.
Just when I thought I’d gotten rid of the Samson spirit, I learned painfully how tempered the flesh could be under the right circumstances.
Hours after the blow up with our daughter, Ashira left for Atlanta. Chivon and I chilled into the weekend, even taking the boat out Saturday. It was only right to have some Daddy and daughter alone time after that possessive melee with her mother. Although her young mind had but so much capacity for understanding relationship dynamics, I tried explaining to her how her mother was indeed my friend and could sleep in my bed, kiss me, use my bathroom, and hug me whenever she wanted to. Chivon gave me a little pushback, but by the end of our ride, she conceded to “allowing Mommy in our circle.”
The following morning, Frankie had taken Chivon to the park, and afterward they’d get a bite to eat. The community the little girl had was amazing. And I praised God for it. Ashira and I traveled a lot, and in order to provide Chivon with the stability of two homes, it took our friends and family to chip in when we worked.
After they left, I found myself working in the office. Then I took to my gym to get in some cardio work. Once that was done, I showered then threw on a pair of basketball shorts and ankle socks. I headed down to kitchen for a bowl of cereal.Redeeming Soulswas live streaming, and I figured I’d catch some of the morning service in the den before working on my boat. An engine valve needed to be replaced and I wanted it done before Ashira came back into town so I could take her out for a ride. It would be just the two of us without having to ghost Chivon to sneak in some alone time.
Before I could make the selection on the remote, I caught a sports channel giving commentary on the upcoming Tori McNabb fight. I kept it there, listening to their exchange for a minute.
“Well, good morning!” Josie came strutting into the room, her hands holding her purse behind her back. “And a good morning it is, I see.”
“Oh, shit,” I breathed, chewing on cereal as I stood in the middle of the room. “I ain’t know you were pulling up this morning.” I was dead ass shocked as she giggled, looking a little shy about the pop up visit. “What’s good?”
“You know,” her voice a high octave, eyes squinting. “I’m glad you asked. I won’t be long; I need to get across that bridge for morning worship. However, I woke up this morning with a rich spirit of expectation. Something refreshing. And I began to talk to God as I got ready for church. One of the things heavy on my heart is my future. Where am I going? What do I want out of life? Will my next year resemble my last year, because this year certainly does. And that led me to you.”
I snorted, checking out her style, long pleated skirt with a “I Love Me” logo t-shirt tucked inside. Her sandals showed off her pink toenails and Josie’s bright red lipstick was popping on this Sunday morning.
But why did she come all the way here on a Sunday morning before church?
“Word? Say more.”
“Really?” Her brows lifted and she smirked sassily. Josie was in flirt mode and I found it cute. Her pop up was cute. “Okay. No more being patient with you. I want to move us along. I know we had the setback after your vacation with Chivon and her mother, but the longer we sit idle, the farther I am from my goals. I want to be a wife just like you told me”—She poked my bare chest with her index finger—“God has designed you to be a husband.”Oh, no… Life for me had been complicated beyond that simple desire. Her shoulders lifted in excitement as I pushed the cereal around the milk in the bowl with the spoon. “I want you, and I know you want me. I mean,” she snorted. “you bought me a car. Men don’t go around buying random womenMercedes Benzes, Ojasvi.” Her head bounced and eyes beamed. It was used and an older model, but I let Josie have it. “I’m ready. No more holding back.”
Grinning at her with my forehead wrinkled, I shook my head. “I ‘on’t even know what thatmea—”
Josie pushed up from her toes and kissed me. Now, foreign to me at this proximity, her berry perfume hit me first. I can’t lie, I was aroused instantly. Then before I knew it, her tongue had found mine and we were kissing. Her lips were as soft as I was used to, but Josie had a seduction in her kiss. Her breathing into it turned me on. Before I knew it, my dick was thickening in my boxers and shorts. It happened so fast, and didn’t stop when she pulled back.
She smiled seductively while backing away from me. Accomplished. The chick pulled up to my crib with an agenda. Josie was making it clear she’d reached her goal, leaving me revved up and hard as shit. I didn’t move, didn’t speak. I just watched her leave my den, and head to the front of the house. I couldn’t see her beyond the den, but eventually heard the front door close. That’s how much of a fucking stupor I was left in, standing in the same position because I damn sure didn’t hear her coming in.
What I saw next stole my fucking lungs. Ashira, with a distinct line formed between her arched brows stepped into the room. When had she’d flown in? She didn’t mention it when I spoke with her this morning. Her aura was obvious. She knew Josie was just in here with me. Right? She had to. Josie likely hadn’t even pulled off yet. My baby girl’s eyes were so dark and lips in a slight twist as she approached me. Incongruently, I was relieved to see her. I’d been plotting on her return, missing her like crazy.
So, when she stood right in front of me, in such close proximity, my natural inclination was to lean down for a kiss.
POW!
I didn’t see her hand flying up toward the side of my face. Ashira cold clocked the shit out of me. Taking the bowl in one hand, I used the other to cup my stinging face.
“Yo…” I didn’t know what to say…to do. Nigga’s been sent up for less offenses than that.
But the look in my baby’s eyes hurt far more than her quick hand game. Harsh breaths pushed from her nose as her lips almost reached it in disgust. Tears pooled at her lids, but hadn’t fallen yet. She just…stared at me, and I didn’t know what to say.
Then she sunk down in front of me. Her soft hands quickly yanking at the waistband of my shorts. When they fell to my feet, my boxers were next. Ashira’s warm hands wrapped around my shaft, causing blood to rush all to one place. When her mouth joined, my stomach flexed over her. Her tongue swiped over my head, lining the rim as I watched. She jerked me with the right pressure from her palms, the perfect speed of them and her mouth. The suctioning she did on my shaft when taking me to the back of her throat wasn’t for the faint of heart. My eyes blurred and pulse pounded. Helplessly, I rocked into her blowjob, losing my fucking mind by the second. The feel of her saliva pacing down my balls had my fucking brain spinning. I was ready to blow so damn soon.
But should I?
I had no fucking clue of the protocol. My plan didn’t include this height of passion. My lady worked hard, sucking me so good, her eyes on me, watching me lose my shit. Boss bitch. That was her. Ashira. She did shit like this to me, keeping my fucking heart wide open for her. I couldn’t let go of her if she begged me to. And I couldn’t stop shit at this point. My balls tingled and spine stiffened. I was about to blast and couldn’t control it. Maybe I should try.
