Page 32 of Shooting for his Heart
“What beads?” I almost felt silly for asking after Vonnie shot me a look of amazement.
“Here’s a parking spot.” She pointed.
I whipped into the spot. To my surprise, Vonnie was out of the car before I put it in park. By the time I was done paying for the meter, I had to find Vonnie. My search didn’t take long because there was a crowd dancing in the middle of the street. As suspected, she was out in the center doing her thing. Her natural high, along with the two drinks she’d consumed over dinner, had her shaking her ass among a crowd of strangers.
Gluttonously, I watched her ass bounce for a few seconds before deciding to step in and pull her out of the street party. Enough people had seen near glimpses of her ass under that dress for my taste. Just as I stepped off the curb, she stood erect, threw her head back, and yanked down the top of her dress. Beads rained down on her from every direction.
My steps halted as I took in the sight of her perfect titties. I thought they looked good before, but seeing the way her caramel skin contrasted with those cinnamon-colored nipples dried my mouth and made it water at the same time.
Fuck! She is so fucking perfect.
The widest grin spread across my lips as I proceeded to walk over to her. Once I reached her, I grabbed her by the arm. She yanked away before realizing who I was and bursting into laughter.
“I’ve always wanted to do that!”
“Don’t forget your beads. You worked hard for them.”
“I know, right?” she said as she stooped to gather a few strands of beads from the ground. “I can’t wait to tell Jah and Jenna.”
“You want to go to a bar or something while we’re down here?”
“Nah, I’m going to need sneakers to walk around and barhop the way I want to.”
“You plan on turning the city out?”
“You already know. Where did you park? You owe me some mind-blowing beignets.”
Unable to resist her pull anymore, I used my hold on her arm to spin her around until we were face to face and dropped a kiss on her lips. My heart slammed into my ribs as her hands snaked up my neck until they clasped the back of my head. Vonnie pulled me down, deepening our kiss as our tongues did their forbidden dance. Fireworks went off in my head like one of thosecheesy-made-for-TV movies. For too long, I had longed for her; now, I was apprehensive of the next step. She pulled away first, taking a step back to put some distance between us.
“Shit.” She panted, lifting those hypnotic eyes to mine.
“Stop fucking cursing,” I demanded.
“Why don’t you make me?” she countered with a slight tilt of her head.
“I can…” I threatened.
“What’s the hold up?”
“What about the beignets?” I asked her.
“Fuck ’em,” she stated in a challenge.
Marshawn grabbedmy hand and whisked me over to his car like lightning. I couldn’t believe this was happening. As bad as I had been lusting for him, never did I ever think anything would come of it. Once we made it to the car, he tore out of the parking spot and down the street. I had no idea where we were going. Although I was the only member of the crew staying in the crew’s quarters, I wasn’t sure if Marshawn wanted to be caught in Gia’s and my shared living space.
I didn’t worry myself with the minor details as I mentally prepared myself for everything Marshawn had to offer. After a short drive, we pulled up to a gate. Marshawn leaned out the window and punched in a code before leaning back into his seat and watching the gate creak open. We drove down a street beforeturning and stopping at the lone house in the center of a cul-de-sac.
Once Marshawn parked, I realized that this was where he was staying. It was a bit of an upgrade from where I had been put up, but I wasn’t complaining. He didn’t waste any time getting out of the car and jogging around to grab my door handle just as I was opening it. Marshawn helped me to my feet with one hand and swept my hair back from my face with the other. His full lips crashed into mine again as he swept me up from the ground, holding his forearm under my knees to steady me. With long strides, he carried me to the door.
“You don’t know how bad I want you,” he muttered as he pulled from our kiss long enough to open the door and carry us inside.
Once we were in the house, Marshawn put me on my feet. Our lips found each other again in the dark room. Marshawn’s lips moved down my neck as he swept the straps of my dress down my shoulders. I hissed as he swirled his warm tongue around my nipple before gently latching on. My fingers swept from his neck to the thick wefts of waves covering his head.
I clenched my thighs together as moisture leaked from my core. I whimpered aloud as his skilled tongue danced across my skin. He stood to his full height, and I was in the air again, wrapping my legs around him as he carried me from the living room and sat me down on a bed. In the darkness, I saw him lean in for another kiss.
“Can I… I need something to drink,” I blurted out just before our lips connected.
“Cool.” Marshawn stood and exited the room, hitting the light switch to illuminate the room on his way out.
