Page 97 of City of Gods


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Once we were alone in the bathroom, he locked the door and slammed me against it. Our mouths crashed together in a frenzy of need and heat.

The sound of his zipper coming down made my knees marshmallow. He spun me around, hiked my dress up, and tore my panties down then he sank into me.

It was the best déjà vu.

“Now,” he said, slamming against me and making pleasure splinter through my body. “Tell me who the fuck you belong to, Sanai.”

“You!”

“Who’s your motherfucking man?”

“You are, Bakari! It’s always been you.”

“And it’ll always be me. You understand?”

I nodded my head absently while he fucked me like he hated me. Moan after moan dripped from my lips. He gave me everything I needed and then some.

Every animalistic thrust into me made me think of a future with him. It made me think of kids and a house. It made me think of holidays and vacations.

I wanted this man…my man, forever.

Bakari made me come so beautifully and so easily. I let his name be known even though the music outside the bathroom drowned out my noises. I didn’t care. I wanted this to be our private moment anyway.

I loved the way we came together, shaking and muttering declarations of love for each other.

When we were cleaning ourselves up, I caught his eyes in the mirror and he winked at me. Arrogant ass.

“Did you mean what you said about eventually changing my last name?” I asked him, my stomach in knots.

“You already know I don’t say shit if I don’t mean it. I’m going to change your last name one day. Besides, Sanai Godwin sounds a hell of a lot better than Sanai Sinclair.”

“Shut the hell up, nigga,” I laughed, slapping at his chest. He pulled me close and kissed my lips.

“I’m just saying, let’s put you in something that reflects who you are. A whole goddess. So when you’re ready, we’ll make it happen.”

“You promise?” I asked.

“Absolutely.”

THE END

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