Page 56 of Certified Pressure
Our bodies was slick with sweat, and the room smelled like sex, weed, and her damn perfume, and I was addicted to it all.
She whispered somethin’ I ain’t even catch fully, but the way her voice trembled told me everything I needed to know.
I looked down at her again and saw the tears streakin’ the corners of her eyes while her chest rose and fell fast beneath me.
“You mine now,” I said against her lips, slidin’ my tongue back into her mouth. “Ain’t no goin’ back.”
She didn’t argue. She just wrapped her arms around me tight and gave me the kind of kiss that made me never wanna fuck nobody else again.
And after I finally pulled my dick out and came, I pushed my dick back deep inside her. We both laid there with my weight pressed into her soft body, my heart slowin’ back down while hers tried to catch up.
I slid out of her carefully and pulled her closer, lettin’ her know she wasn’t leavin’ this bed unless I let her.
Her face was tucked into my neck now, breathin’ slow, her eyes flutterin’ shut while her fingers traced little circles on my chest.
She was out within minutes, and for the first time in years…
I ain’t mind fallin’ asleep with somebody that wasn’t my ex, in my arms.
Trill-Land, Jungle Estate
It had been hours since Pressure sent for Kashmere, and as bad as I tried to act unbothered, I couldn’t sleep.
I laid there in the dark, staring at the ceiling while the fan spun lazy. Every time I closed my eyes, I imagined her walking into his room, the door closing behind her, and him looking at her the way he looked at me that night. The night I ended up in his bed… the night he held me like I was something soft and worth protecting.
We didn’t have sex that night, but wedidkiss, and it wasn’t no regular kiss either. It got heated. His hands were on my body, his lips were all over mine, and the way he held me afterward did something to my spirit that I still haven’t figured out how to shake.
So yeah, knowing Kashmere was up there now, alone with him, had my stomach tied in knots I didn’t want to admit were even there.
I kept tellin’ myself we came here for a reason, and that this was about the money, the opportunity and the chance to change both our lives. That’s what we said when we signed up. We were gon’ play the game, not get played by it.
But this didn’t feel like a game anymore…
It was 5:07am when I heard the door creak open.
I sat up just slightly, still pretending like I was sleeping even though my heart had picked up just from the sound of her shoes softly hitting the floor. Kashmere moved like she didn’t wanna wake nobody, and like she was sneakin’ in from a night she wasn’t supposed to have.
I turned my head toward her and let my eyes adjust to the low lamp light glowin’ from the vanity.
She was still wearin’ the same little black satin robe she left in. Her hair was messy in a cute way, like somebody had been running their fingers through it. She had this look on her face I couldn’t describe.
And she smelled like him.
That expensive ass cologne…
It wrapped around her like proof that she’d been wrapped up in him all night.
She walked over to her side of the room and started pulling her earrings off.
I sat up more and pushed my covers down. “So what happened?”
She paused for half a second, then smiled like I was askin’ somethin’ petty. “Nothin’,” she said soft. “We just talked.”
I raised my brows and folded my arms. “You really gon’ sit up here and lie to me?”
“I’m not lyin’, Pluto.” She slipped her earrings into her tray and started pulling off her clothes. “It wasn’t even like that.”
“Then whatwasit like?”
