Page 53 of Feeling Blue

Good evening, Ms. Maverick,

My name is Azerie Rush. I’m currently being housed in Atlanta on a life sentence. I got your information from a friend, Auto Hollis? He said you know him, and that “he fucks with you the long way” (excuse my language).

Forever tittered at Auto’s lingo, because, though she didn’t know him very well, she knew him enough to know that was definitely something he’d said.

He told me to reach out to you because you’re the best lawyer in the world. I keep hearing about the RICO case you just beat and was hoping you could come see me before you go back to California. Auto told me you were down this way and to hurry up and get with you before you left. Hope that’sokay. If you have time, please come. If you don’t, could you at least schedule a call for us to speak? Thank you.

Forever read over his message again before she replied, letting him know that she’d do her best to squeeze him in while she was there. Unsure of how she would be able to gain him as a client in a totally separate state, she immediately emailed Hope to get his insight. When she was finally done for the night, she returned to bed with Blue and snuggled against his warm back.

“Auto’s grandma told me all you do is work,” sleep was laced all throughout his grumble while he palmed her thigh, picking it up and wrapping it around his waist.

Forever scooted closer to him, tightening the grip around his waist, even wrapping her arm around his chest as well.

“She’s a sweetheart, she told me that too.”

“She was right.”

“She was. I thought you were asleep, though. What you doing up?”

“You left me,” he rubbed up and down her leg, stopping to hold her calf in his hand. “And took your warmth with you. The bed got cold as hell.”

Bashful giggles escaped her throat as she buried her face into his skin.

“Don’t do that no more.”

“Do what?”

“Leave me for other niggas. Stay in the bed with me. They can wait.”

With her lips pressed into his back, she whispered, “I’ll never leave you,” before kissing him a few more times, and allowing her eyes to drift closed.

The room was silent, with only the fan bringing about any noise when he turned to face her. Their heads shared thesame pillow, with their eyes trained on each other’s. Blue’s dark skin was immaculate and smooth. His long black beard was tamed and neat. The straight hair swirled around his edges and eyebrows as his dark eyes melted in her presence.

“You’re so beautiful,” he pecked her nose. “All day, you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met.”

“So are you.”

“Not just on the outside, Rabbit,” he smiled when she rolled her eyes. “The inside too. Rena went stupid hard on you, and you were still a good person about it.”

“Her problems aren’t with me. They’re deeper. I’m not sure what it is, but there has to be something personal she’s dealing with that has her that angry with a complete stranger. You should check on her.”

“I tried. She said she’s dealing with her nigga. Ain’t nothing I can do about that. I like you standing up for yourself, though. I wanted to fuck you so bad.”

Their lovers’ play took over the bedroom as they laughed at his blunt admission.

“I’m convinced that’s all you want to do, anyway. That’s all you ever say to me.”

Forever leaned over, stretching her long, slender limbs, allowing his lips time to grace the arm near his mouth before settling beneath the covers.

“I can’t help that everything you do turns me on. To be honest, I don’t even want to help it. I’m your man, I want to, wanna fuck you every time you do something good.”

Forever watched the way his teeth pulled his bottom lip into his mouth as his eyes grew darker.

“I’m so fucking infatuated with you, Forever. I want my dick in you all fucking day, then you be moaning all sweet andshit, begging,” he gritted with his eyes closed. “Come sit on it for me.”

Without an objection, Forever allowed him to pull her body on top of his. Already panty-less, thanks to his earlier suggestion anyway, all he’d had to do was remove her silk gown and toss it to the floor, and she was nude. Matching him, in nothing but their dark birthday suits, Forever moved slowly, allowing him the freedom to place her on his hard erection. The feeling of it bumping into her butt, then stomach, made her feel empty. Like he’d gutted her, and the only thing left inside of her was the intense desire that she held for him.

“Lift up,” he eyed her rising knees with his fingertips denting the skin of her back and waist. “You feel it?”

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