Page 5 of Kairo

Rodgers and I had been friends since middle school. I met him because he was my next door neighbor for years. Rodgers and I clicked instantly because we had the same interests, but we took different paths. Rodgers went to college and became an ethical hacker. On the sly, he did some unethical shit too. He kept it on the low because he could lose his certifications. He made a killing doing ethical and unethical hacking while I went to college to become a lawyer, but shit went left, and I had to drop out.

“You find out anything on that address?” I asked, looking at a car pass by. It was the same car I had just seen.

“Yeah, nigga, that’s why I called. You sure you ain’t too deep in this shit?” Rodgers asked.

“Aye, man, just tell me what you found.”

He sighed. “That’s Keith Frost’s house.”

My eyebrow raised. “You sure?”

“See, that’s what I’m saying. I think you too deep in this shit. You at the ex-chief of police son’s house. What the fuck he got to do with anything?”

Before I could respond, the same two cars that I saw earlier passed by, heading in the direction I just left from.

“Fuck!” I shouted.

Immediately, I threw my car in drive, speeding back toward where I dropped Junebug off. It was day one on the job and I was already fucking up.

“What, man?”

“I just dropped the president of the Savage Saints’ daughter off over there. I think this shit is a setup!”

I kissedKeith with so much passion, and it was well overdue. He was my man, and I loved him. Keith and I had been dating for six months now and he satisfied me in all areas. Keith and I had a fling back in high school. After high school, we went our separate ways.

A year ago, Keith reached out to me on Facebook. In the first message he told me that I’d been on his mind lately. In the beginning, I didn’t fall for it. Keith was freshly divorced. I wanted nothing to do with it. Yet he applied so much pressure, and in the end I fell for it. Usually, Keith would fly out to see me. He knew how much I did my best to avoid being back in town. Now that I was back, I was sure we would spend much more time together.

“I’ve missed you so much, Keith,” I said in between kisses.

“You look so sexy, baby.”

He lifted my shirt over my head. He instantly unfastened my bra causing my breasts to spill out. It’d been a month since we saw each other, and it showed. Slowly he placed me on my feet. He rolled my bottoms down, placing kisses along my legs. My body shuddered from his touch.

Keith was different. He cared more about his career instead of being in a biker gang like everyone else around town. He wasromantic and soft. He didn’t hold an evil bone in his body, which was why I fell for him. On top of all that, he had a huge sex drive. Keith worked me in ways I’d never experienced. At first, I thought he wouldn’t know what to do, but the way he hit my walls had me crawling back for more.

“Here, baby. Sit in this chair. I want to try something new.”

Keith lowered me into the chair sitting in the middle of the living room while he kissed on my body. My nipples hardened. I felt my honeypot dripping with wetness. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a scarf, and covered my eyes.

“Baby, what are you doing?”

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

Before I could respond, he kissed my lips, inserting his tongue into my mouth, overpowering me. Since I temporarily lost my vision, my other senses were on high alert. I could hear him moving around, and suddenly, I felt a rope being tied around my ankle. I knew Keith was into freaky things, but this was different.

“Keith?”

“Do you trust me?”

“What are you doing?”

“I’ve always wanted to try bondage. My wife thought I was weird. She made fun of the things that turned me on.” He kissed my feet. “Please don’t tell me you’re like her. Are you going to judge me too?”

He continued kissing my feet, sucking on each toe individually. He knew this was my kryptonite.

“Do you trust me?” he asked again.

I nodded while trying to control my breathing. “I trust you.”

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