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“Mmmhmm. Look at this shit so fucking wet.” I moaned. She was tight and hot; I could feel her pulsing around me. I held my position, watching her sexy body writhe beneath me.

“It’s yours, Stephon. Yes, I want it and everything that comes with it. Oh my...,” she said, but didn’t move her hand.

“So, move your hand then, Baby. I’m not moving until you do.” Her mouth hung open in pleasure because I was also strumming her clit with my thumb while I sat deep in her pussy. She didn’t move it. I already knew it was mine by the way she was squeezing my shaft and gently rocking into me. She wanted control, but I wouldn’t give it to her.

“Have it my way then,” I said, pinning her hands above her head. Then, I began to stroke slowly deep into her, rolling my hips. Her breathing was labored, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

“Eyes on me, Jourdan. I want you to watch what I’m doing to my pussy.” To help her focus, I grabbed her neck, bringing her eyes to me while I applied light pressure. I increased my pace. I was now stroking deep and quick, her breast bouncing with each connection.

“Yeah, that’s it,” I said, leaning forward to take her mouth and then, trailing my tongue down her body and back up, tasting, to make good on my promise to be all over her.

“Look at you, fucking beautiful,” I said, burying my head into her neck and sucking.

“You gonna cum for me? Please give me one more. Can you do that for me, Baby?” I couldn’t last much longer. The pleasure was intense. It increased when she wrapped her legs around my waist.

“Ahhhhh, Stephon,” she screamed as she came. Her legs were still around me while I continued to stroke her through her orgasm until my impending one started to consume me.

“Let me out, Jourdan, mmmm.” I said through a moan and tried to pull out.

“I changed my mind; give it to me,” she deviously moaned as her grip tightened, holding me while she rocked out her orgasm. She took my mouth and kissed me. Her tongue tugging and pulling mine threw my body into an ascent. She ran her tongue down my chin to my neck, where she began to suck. Once she started fucking me from underneath, I exploded inside her.

“Mmmm, Shit! I said as I stroked out the last of my cum.

“You’re fucking trouble,” I said after I’d caught my breath. She smirked like the menace she was. I stood to get warm towels to clean us off, gently wiping her clean before returning them to the bathroom. Once inside, I went back through her drawers until I found her bonnet. She was spent, and so was I, so I secured it as best I could, then lifted her limp body to peel back the bedding. Her head fell to my shoulders while she cradled my body. I climbed inside with her still attached to my chest. I attempted to lay her on her side of the bed, but failed because even in her tired state, sheclung to me. I left her on my chest, content because she fit me like a glove. She belonged with me.

“We still need to talk, Jourdan,” I said. She was already asleep.

Damn.

CHAPTER 13

Stephon

The numbness in my arm was finally enough to wake me up. I looked down to find the cause still nestled nearly atop me. Jourdan had both her arm and leg wrapped around my body. I searched for the clock to see that it was nearing ten AM. I was an early riser, but after last night, I woke well past my usual time. I usually got up at eight, even on the weekends. I hadn’t planned to stay the night here, but I would make the most of our time since I did.

My mind immediately went back to the night I had. I groaned internally at the amount of shit I suddenly had to deal with. Burks was dead, which reminded me that I needed to hit P up and see if he’d heard anything about that meet-up with Miller. Burks was my angle, and Jourdan could have possibly fucked that up. Not to mention, she thought he had information about her father’s death, which was also a case I needed to hurry the hell up and solve.Jourdan’s recklessness was going to get her hurt or killed. I wasn’t going to allow either. Then there was Miller and my mother.

What in the fuck was up with that?

I was definitely going to get to the bottom of that shit. I had a few more days to answer that question. I planned to give Miller’s man three days before I went to get the answers I knew he would easily offer after being in darkened solitude.

I slowly slid Jourdan to the middle of the bed, careful not to wake her. Then, I looked down at the beauty that came into my life and upended my world and perspective. I was allowing her my trust when I wasn’t one hundred percent sure of the outcome. I knew Jourdan had reservations about the relationship we were forming, but I, for whatever reason, was moving full steam ahead. I didn’t want to rush her into this proposed marriage. However, I’m not sure my mind reconciled that sentiment with my heart. I would marry Jourdan today if she said so, because I knew she was meant to be my wife.

When a nigga knows, he knows.

“Are you just going to stand there and stare at me all morning?” She asked in a sexy voice that was filled with sleep making my blood flow straight to my dick.

“Maybe. Spend the day with me, Jourdan,” I said, trying not to leave any room for her to say no.

“You say things as if you’re giving me an option, but lucky for you, I can’t seem to tell you no. The fact that your dick is winking at me isn’t making things any easier right now,” she rushed out with a look covering her face as if she hadn’t meant to letthat information slip. I pulled on my sweats because I wanted her attention on my eyes and mouth when I said what I had to say.

“I always want the choice to be yours, Baby. Like I told you before, I’d never make you do anything you don’t want to do.” Her shoulders sagged as if she were processing whether what I told her was truthful.

“Tell me what it means.”

“What, what means?”

“Baby,” she said as she looked off, scared of my answer, before returning to meet my eyes. I picked up her robe and handed it to her. After she’d secured the tie, I took her hands and pulled her from the bed to stand with me.

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