Page 2 of Not Afraid to Trust Again
“You going to stop dodging me?”
I continued to rub my dick through her wetness, but that just made her even wetter. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep my shit together. I grabbed a handful of curls and pulled her head back.
“If you want the dick, I need you to answer me. Are you going to stop dodging me?”
“Ye—”
Before she could get the S out, I slammed into her, taking us both out of our misery. With my hand still holding her hair, I fucked her hard and fast against the hood of her car. This road was usually desolate, but occasionally, someone would drive down it. The last thing I needed was for us to get caught,especially because I was on duty. Releasing my grip on her hair, I grabbed her by the waist and pounded into her.
“You . . . can’t . . . keep . . . running . . . from . . . me.”
“I’m not!” she cried out as she released on my dick.
Two seconds later, I was right behind her. I didn’t bother pulling out either. I leaned against her back for a second after she collapsed against the car.
“I don’t want to have to chase your ass, but I will, Elise.”
I stepped away from her to put my dick back in my pants.
She stood and fixed her clothes.
“You won’t,” she said as she turned around and faced me.
Leaning over, I kissed her lips.
“Good. Now, take ya ass home, and let me know when you get there.”
“Okay.”
I moved to the side so she could get in her car. Once she was inside, I stood in the open door.
“Next time, just call me. You don’t need to be out here in the middle of the night just to get some dick. I got it for you whenever you need it.” I winked and closed her car door.
She pulled away without responding. I laughed and stood in the middle of the street watching her car until I could no longer see her taillights. Once she was gone, I got back in my cruiser. I would have her scent on me for the rest of the night, but I wasn’t complaining.
Something was going on with her, and sooner or later, I would find out what it was. She even felt different when we had sex. She seemed wetter than usual. She could try and hide from me if she wanted, but I would find her. I let her get away with it for a minute, but that shit wasn’t happening anymore. We had some shit to discuss, and if I had to use my badge and my pettiness to get her to talk to me, then I would.
“No.No. Please get off of me.”
“Why are you acting like that, Kanae? You are the one that came in here with that tight shit on, being all over me and shit. Now you want to act like you don’t want this. You’re my girl. You’re supposed to give me some pussy whenever I want it, and I want that shit now.”
“No. Please, stop.”
I jumped up out of my sleep. Sweat drenched my nightshirt, my sheets, and my body. My chest heaved up and down as I tried to steady my breathing. The damn nightmares were back, and I hated it. I thought therapy would help, and it did for a while, but not so much anymore. I made a mental note to call my therapistfor a session. Something had to give. I had too much other shit to worry about.
The same nightmare had been recurring off and on over the years since my college boyfriend sexually assaulted me. Nobody knew about it, not even my sister. I’d been carrying the secret around for years.
Once my breathing returned to normal, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and slid my feet into my slippers. The floor was carpeted, but I didn’t like walking barefoot on any surface.
“Alexa, play my morning playlist.”
“Okay,” the mechanical voice responded.
I had a playlist for every mood, and my morning one was perfect to block out the nightmares and all the other negative energy I carried some mornings. The playlist consisted of music to get me moving and grooving, and that was what I did as I pulled the sheets off the bed. I went to put them in the washing machine and grabbed new ones from the hall closet then went back into my room. I liked to let the bed air out a little before I put the sheets on, so I sprayed the mattress with a disinfectant spray then went into the bathroom.
I turned the shower on to let the water get hot, used the bathroom, then got in the shower.
It was the day of my sister’s birthday party, and I had to help her set everything up. I was happy for her because she had finally found the love she deserved after her last fiancé pulled some bullshit at their wedding.
