Page 38 of Off the Charts
“Yes? Then open your eyes, baby,” he coached. My eyes fluttered open and ours locked for a final time in the mirror. “That’s it, mama. Good girl. Now, cum for me.”
My body answered and my orgasm ripped through me. I could hear my juices spilling from my pussy as it dripped onto the floor. Vayce held me in place, sitting me up a little so I could look at myself.
“Oh fuck!” I cried. “Ahhh!”
Our reflection was blurry through my tears. I had nothing left in me but a nap. I collapsed against his chest, accepting his kisses.
“This shit was beautiful. The nastiest, most beautiful thing I ever seen,” Vayce whispered. “You have one more out of the seven that I will tend to another day. Come shower with me so we can go to bed.”
And that was the last thing I remember before I went cross-eyed.
Wild Irish Roses
For the past three days,I’d been waking up to a different smell. So far, my favorite was the smell of coconut with a faint scent of cranberry from her hair oils. The plan was to sleep in separate rooms, but knowing that Jersei was near my space, I needed to have her damn near in my skin. Waking up to her beautiful ass face was the perfect start to my day. My prayers were always simple, thanking the Big Man above for life, health, and strength, but I’ve found myself thanking Him for creating a woman like Jersei. I’d been asking Him was this His Will and if so, to mold me into the man that would be the perfect fit for His daughter. I wasn’t perfect, nor was I where I used to be in life, sobeing better was always an option. J deserved a wholesome love and when we got to that chapter, I wanted us to pen it perfectly.
My heart was hard as a fucking rock, but layer by layer, I could feel my shit softening because of the feelings she was awakening. She wasn’t mine, but with each passing moment, she was making a deeper mark not just in my heart, but my soul. I was falling for her, and I was good with continuously tripping over my fucking feet until we got to where we were intended to be.
The sound of music pulled me from my thoughts. My eyes shifted to the open room door. This morning, I couldn’t pinpoint the smell filling my nostrils. I knew how to cook the basics, so did LaBrina, and Sticky wasn’t around long enough for me to remember waking up to a house that smelled like The Golden Café every morning. I hit my knees to pray then went to the bathroom to complete my morning hygiene. One of my cabin rules was no phones, but Jersei was a mother, so I understood that she had to keep hers on. I have an emergency phone that I check every other day in case something is going on that I need to be aware of. I retrieved it from the drawer to see missed messages from Sticky and Valen.
I love and miss you. I cannot wait to see you again. Hopefully you bring your sister with you. Thank you for the money on my books too. Love you -Mama (Sticky)
I chuckled at her signing her name as if I didn’t know who she was. It never failed to amaze me how much shit you could get behind a prison wall if you knew the right people.
I love you more. See you soon.
I clicked Valen’s name and frowned at the series of messages she sent.
Bubby, we got the deal!
Sorry to bother you, but they paid up front. We did it!
Did you tell Devon about the engagement?
Call me when you have time. I have it under control though.
This nigga showed up at my house.
I barely read the message before calling her. The second she answered I spoke. “Where are you, V? Are you okay?”
She sighed. “I’m good. Chris and I are…we called it quits,” the tremble in her voice had me walking to the closet to get my suitcase.
“I’m on my wa?—”
“No! No!” she yelled into the phone, but I wasn’t hearing that shit. I was listening to the hangers rattle as I snatched the clothes from them. “Vayce Silas Denver!”
“What, V?” My voice came out a little louder than I intended.
“Listen to me! I’m okay!”
“Say you swear you straight.”
“I swear! Calm down. I don’t need you; I just wanted you to be aware,” she sighed into the phone. “I sent the text prematurely. Chris had another family, Bubby. Devon was the one who found the information. He flew down here to show me. I didn’t know what he needed beating on my door at three in the morning. Chris opened the door and Devon damn near killed him.” I rested my head against the closet wall and shook my head. I made a mental note to call Devon to thank him.“The nigga didn’t even deny it. Three kids and they all ugly. The girlfriend too!”
“I’m so sorry, V. What do you need from me?”
“Nothing right now. I promise. Um, Devon is still here,” she whispered. “He got his cousin to run the businesses and said he will stay until I’m ready for him to go.”
I eyed my suitcase. “I’m still on my way.”
