Page 29 of Walk Thru The Fire

“Jackson,” she whimpered.

“What’s up, ma?” I kissed along her jawline. “What you need?” I peered into her eyes without breaking my stride. The way her eyes glossed over and the love I saw in her eyes were enough to take me over the edge. Before I could subside it, I was dumping everything I had inside of me into her.

“Mmm…shit,” I groaned, as I jerked and let the orgasm take over. Kasha’s pussy gripped me, and I almost smothered her with the pillow. Ain’t no way she pulled another nut out of me like that. I collapsed on top of her and tried my best to catch my breath. After I got my breathing under control, I looked up at her and grinned.

“I got my baby back?” I quizzed.

She nodded.

“Words, mama.”

“Yes, Jackson. You got your baby back, and I’m so?”

“Shhh…” I cut her off. The way she said my name just now had my dick back hard, and I was ready to show my woman just how much I missed her ass.

“Shit, Jackson. I love you,” she moaned as I stroked her through her orgasm.

“And I’ll walk through the fire for you, mama.”

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Chapter Sixteen

Kasha

sometime later…

To say things with Jackson were going good were an understatement. After we had our talk, we’ve been one accord and slowly building our foundation back up. We agreed to leave what happened in the past there, and focus on what’s to come. I left my parent’s house and came back to mine. It wasn’t like I was there much, anyway. I still spent a lot of time at Jackson’s townhouse if he wasn’t at my place. Like now, I was at his place getting dressed to go hang out with Nic and Mel. We’vebecome real close, and by me not having any siblings, I looked at them as the little sisters I never had. After styling my Malibu locs, I sprayed myself with my Burberry Goddess perfume before sliding my feet into my Gucci denim wedges and grabbed the matching bag from the chair. Satisfied with my look, I grabbed my phone, dropped it inside my purse before grabbing my shades and keys. When I made it downstairs, I heard Stacks’ voice coming from the kitchen. The closer I got, I could tell he was talking to Buck. When his eyes landed on me, a frown etched his handsome face.

“Man, you got me fucked up,” he drawled.

“The fuck is you talkin’ about?” I heard Buck ask.

“Nah. I’ain talkin’ to you. Kasha just brought her ass downstairs like she’s going to the fuckin’ club,” he revealed. “I thought y’all were going to brunch?” He directed the conversation to me.

“We are, so could you not?” I thought it was cute that he was jealous, but he had no reason to be.

“Aye, what Nic got on?” he asked his brother.

“Nigga, I’ll shoot you in yo’ muthafuckin’ face if you ever ask me what the fuck my girl has on again,” Buck spat. “The fuck you on?” I couldn’t contain my laughter if I wanted to, because these two were a comical duo.

“Fuck what you talkin’. Go see what she has on because Kash over here got me ready to go upside her shit for playing in my face right now.” He never took his eyes off of me and all I could do was simper. A few seconds later, I heard Buck’s loud ass mouth again.

“Goldie, I swear to Mary’s baby daddy, I’m gone knock yo’ head in the damn toilet if you’on take that shit off, bro. The fuck you think you going looking like you ain’t got no nigga and baby at home? You can’t be for real right now?”

I couldn’t hold my laughter if I wanted to. I knew exactly what she had on because we planned to wear denim on our outing today. While I had on a short denim shirt dress that buttoned up the front and had slits on the side. I still had a pair of blue biker shorts underneath. Nic’s outfit was a denim romper that had her entire back out with a hood attached to it. I’m pretty sure if Kilo saw what Mel was wearing, he’d break out just to show her how much she had him fucked up.

“Lincoln, please get out my face. I have on clothes, so stop being dramatic. Now give me a kiss so I can go.” I heard Nic say.

“I’ma give you more than that.” Jackson hung the phone up because we both know how that was about to go. Jace was over there with Keenan, so I’m pretty sure they would be entertaining Benny if he wasn’t already asleep. Jackson still hadn’t moved out the spot he was. His eyes were still fixated on me. Walking closer to him, he met me and closed the space between us.

“You tryna get fucked before you leave?” His voice dropped an octave, and his eyes were set low. He had his hand around the front of my throat as he peered down at me. The way he was looking at me almost had me about to bend over the counter and let him do just that. My phone ringing in my purse broke me out of my trance. Pulling it out, I saw it was Nic calling.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Aht…aht. Leave Stacks’ ass right there and come on. If I can turn down the dick so can you.” I cackled because I was two seconds away from letting my man do whatever he wanted.

“Damn, sis. That’s fucked up.” Jackson pouted, and I thought it was cute. Not cute enough, though.

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