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Ali patted my back, and he and Jericho left. Jungle led them out while I just stared at my phone. Keondra didn’t respond. I felt like she probably knew what was going on. She knew I was pulling away a bit. I still planned to see her… just not every day. I couldn’t keep falling like this so soon. This was too much for me to handle. Even if she had said she loved me too, I probably would have reacted the same way.

When Jungle came back inside, he sat next to me. “So Travis is done and so is Mo.” He nodded repeatedly then asked, “What’s keeping you from just allowing yourself to love her?”

I shrugged. “I was already feeling like a weak ass nigga before that by catering to her. I felt like I loved her, but I never meant to tell her. When she fell asleep, I jetted. I figured I should just get Mo over with and happened to see Travis leaving his house.”

“Quit tripping, man. Don’t be like me. Keondra ain’t gon’ hang around like C-Pat did. I ain’t never seen you as happy as you’ve been. Don’t let that go.”

I slid my hand down my face, trying to reason with myself. My phone chimed. Jungle glanced at it and said, “I gotta get back to my babies. Lay low for a while.”

“A’ight.”

He let himself out as I picked up my phone. Are you leaving me? Don’t take your love away from me… please. I need you.

That was so unlike her. I just knew she would have been cursing me out. Her text only made me feel worse. I’m not leaving you, baby. I just need some time to myself.

I wanted to tell her I loved her so bad, but I had to reel that shit back in. Getting up, I went to the kitchen and fixed myself a sandwich. I had nobody that could distract me from what I was feeling… at least nobody that wouldn’t cause me to cheat on Keondra.

After I finished my sandwich and chips, I grabbed a Mike’s Hard Lemonade from the fridge. Before I could get back to the couch, the doorbell at the back door was ringing. I frowned. Only a few people had my gate code, and only one dropped by unannounced. Fawn and Lark were in Atlanta, Smoke and Amiko wouldn’t dare, and Jungle had just left. Only one other person had the code and that was because she stayed at my house a few times.

I supposed I was taking too long to get to the door, so she started knocking. When I got to it, I leaned against it and said, “Keondra, what you doing here? It’s damn near midnight.”

“So you aren’t going to let me in, Vegas?”

I took a deep breath. Her calling me Vegas didn’t even sit right with me. I felt like she only called me that when she didn’t feel as close to me or when she was clowning around. She obviously wasn’t clowning around. I unlocked the door, and when I opened it, she walked inside. She didn’t look angry. She looked like she was hurting though. The minute I turned back to her from locking the door, she wrapped her arms around me.

I stepped out of her embrace. “Come on.”

I led her to the couch, and when I sat, she straddled me. I turned my head, not wanting to see what I was doing to her. “Joel… please, baby.”

She slid her fingers through my beard. “Your timing is just right for you. I’m not in love with you yet, but I know it’s getting to that. I can feel myself falling more and more every day. Allow yourself to feel it, baby. Keep allowing me to feel it, because when you do, all is right in my world. What you did this evening was so perfect, although you completely destroyed the organization of my toys.”

I glanced at her, not offering the slightest smile. “It’s too soon for this shit, Keondra. Let me have some time to myself so I can chill out. I don’t wanna feel this strongly by myself because I need somebody to help me through it. You can’t help me through it if you ain’t feeling what I feel.”

“That’s not true. I can help you through it, because I want you to pull me into where you are. I wanna be where you are, but I won’t get there if leave me where I am. Don’t do this, baby.”

She leaned into me and kissed my lips. My dick was hard as fuck, and she wasn’t making it any better by subtly grinding her hips against it. Her tongue invaded my mouth, and there was nothing I could do to resist the hold she had on me. She pulled away and went to my cheek then my ear. “Baby, please touch me. Please let me feel what I felt earlier. Please.”

I lifted my hands and wrapped them around her as I rested my forehead on her shoulder. She put her hands to each side of my head, forcing me to look at her. “I saw the news. Did you do that? I have a feeling that was where you went.”

I licked my lips but refused to answer the question. I didn’t have to. By not answering, she already knew. She slowly pulled her shirt over her head to reveal she wasn’t wearing a bra. I just stared at her, not making a move. Not accepting my lack of response, she went to her knees, practically putting her nipples centimeters from my lips. “Joel… you gon’ deny me your love, baby?”

Her voice was so damn soothing. That shit sounded like love. I stuck out my tongue and swirled it around her nipple then sucked it into my mouth. Listening to her moans only had me ready to dive into her all over again. When I pulled away, she took my T-shirt off. “You my gangsta, and I’m gon’ always be your ride or die. You got me however you want me, no matter which personality you show me. You feel me?”

I slid my hands up her thighs and grabbed her ass then finally stared into her dark slanted eyes. “I feel you, baby. I’m sorry.”

“Apologize in this pussy. Tell her that you’re sorry for trying to pull away from her.”

“Mm. Gladly.”

I lifted her and laid her on the sofa right next to me and pulled her leggings off. After throwing them to the floor, I spread her legs and licked and kissed my way to her pussy. When I was staring right at it, I whispered against her lower lips. “I’m sorry for leaving you. This is one time I won’t be offended for getting spit at. You the only one with that privilege.”

I went in and refused to stop until she’d orgasmed twice, drowning me in the proof that her pussy loved me as much as I loved her.

TWELVE

KEONDRA

“Joel! Fuuuck! Oh my God!”

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