Page 38 of Divine II

“Shit,” I muttered as I quickly stripped out of the rest of my clothes.

“Come on in. The water is fine.”

“You ain’t got to tell me twice.”

My dick bounced like a springboard when I pushed my briefs and shorts down simultaneously. I left them where they fell as I moved toward the pool. Instead of diving in like Divine, I sat on the edge. I wasn’t into that cold plunge shit. Once I was situated on the edge, I stuck my feet in.

“See? It’s not even that bad.”

“I didn’t expect the water to be warm.”

“I have the temperature set kind of warm. I can’t stand the shock of the cold when you first get in.”

“If I knew this muthafucka was heated, I would have dived in a long time ago.”

“I didn’t even know your ass could swim. You know black people don’t swim,” Divine noted.

“I see you do, though.”

“Honey, my mom made sure that we were able to do everything,” she said, rolling her eyes playfully.

“You been practicing your aim? I know we don’t talk about that shit much because I’m here for that, but I need you to be able to defend yourself too. You never know what might happen to me.”

“Don’t talk like that, Lee Lee.”

She shook her head. The sadness in her eyes made me shake mine.

“I have to be realistic, Cookie. You never know when you have to use that muthafucka. Promise me you will do what you gotta do to stay alive.”

She nodded somberly. “I’ll try.”

“Don’t just try. When you squeeze that trigger, don’t stop pulling that muthafucka until you can’t fire anymore.”

“I won’t. I promise I won’t,” she assured me.

“Now, stop looking like that. I just want to make sure you always come back to me.”

“Will you always come back to me?”

“I’ma try my damnedest.”

“Don’t try, Liam. Come back to me.”

“OK,” I said, knowing that it was a promise I couldn’t keep. I would say anything to give her a little solace. It was time to change the subject, though.

“You look good enough to eat, Cook. Can I have a taste?” I asked as I eased down into the water and waded over to her.

Divine’s eyes twinkled as she turned to face me. “Of course, baby.”

I didn’t waste time putting my lips on her bare shoulder and kissing a trail up her neck. She hissed as I cupped her ass in both hands, pulling her even closer to me. Lifting her into the air, I placed her on the edge of the pool and stepped between her legs.

“Why you kept these muthafuckas on? You know how long it’s been since I tasted my pretty girl? I don’t need any obstacles in the way.”

I said that as I moved that annoying ass thong out of the way so I could put my eyes on my sweet pussy. My mouth watered just thinking about her velvety center. That shit was so fucking pretty that it made my knees week. I was already crazy as hell about Divine, and now that I’d entered her heavenly gates, I was obsessed.

A nigga was going to have to kill me if he thought he was just going to swoop in and take my princess. I worked hard to prove myself to Divine. I wasn’t going down without a fight. I didn’t give a fuck if her situationship was fake. I was keeping my eye on Zane.

Yeah, I killed Sherrod, but I wasn’t going to let a nigga punk me because of it. He could get it too really. I was thinking of waysto get from under his foot, but every rational decision came with me needing my daddy’s help. I needed soldiers if the dynasty wasn’t willing to fight. This was more or less my fight anyway. It was up to me to find a way out of this.

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