Page 54 of Cause When You Love Someone
Ishmael didn’t offer an explanation as he unzipped his pants, then sat in the seat beside me. There wasn’t anything to say oncehe took hold of my waist and placed me on his hard on. The sensation of our bodies colliding conjured a deep moan from Ishmael. The need to taste him made me part his mouth open with my tongue.
“You taste your pussy on my tongue. You taste good, huh?” He requested to know while squeezing my ass cheeks together and rocking my wet spot back and forth against his pelvis. “Let me hear you say it.”
“My pussy tastes good, but your dick feels better,” I whispered while stroking the back of his head. “I can feel myself leaking all over you.”
Ishmael sank his teeth into my shoulder, sending a tremble through my core. I was so wrapped up in our moment that I forgot we were in a car until I caught the vision of passing cars out of the corner of my eyes.
“Ish. Baby. I can’t hold it anymore.”
“Then let that shit go,” he demanded. “Let me feel that gripper squeeze the nut out of me.”
I nibbled on his chin when his head fell back. “Only if you say it’s mine. Tell me it’s mine, Ish.”
“Everything,” he moaned. “Always. All yours, mama.”
Ishmael’s strokes shifted from fucking me to something close to lovemaking. I refused to reach my peak without him, so I squeezed my walls around the hardest part of him, summoning his moans.
“I love you, Ishmael. Baby, I love?—”
“I love you, Clarke,” fell from his lips, and triggered my orgasm. When I felt him twitch inside of me, I knew we had reached heaven together.
Though I tried to assure Ishmael he didn’t have to escort me to my door, the gentleman in him wasn’t having it. Tipsy and all, Ishmael wrapped his long arms around my body and guided me to the elevator. On the way up, we sang along to Jodeci playingin the elevator, then we continued our karaoke moment until we reached my front door.
“I enjoyed you, pretty lady,” Ishmael declared, pinning me against the door.
“Not too much.” I pouted. “You’re leaving me.”
“Stop acting like that. I have an early morning with Izzy.”
“Oh.” My arms fell to my side. “In that case, I understand. Lord knows if you stay, you won’t get any sleep.”
“Damn. When you put it like that, maybe?—”
“Stop it.” I giggled at his mannish behavior. “You know you won’t flake on your sister. Your word is bond. That’s one of the things I love—I mean . . . ”
“Nah, nah. It’s too late for you to take it back,” he boasted. “Get in the house, Lois Lane.”
We shared a kiss before Ishmael walked backward to the elevator, humming “Human Nature” like he was the happiest man in Silk Hills.
Butterflies danced in my belly as I floated into my place. All I could think about was the next time I would be close to him. I purposely avoided checking my phone since I didn’t want to read any opinions about us on the red carpet. Just like my mom’s opinion couldn’t keep me away from Ishmael, neither could people on the internet.
“Look who finally made it home.”
Chaz’s menacing tone punctured my heart. Like he didn’t have a care in the world, the round man sat on my kitchen island swinging his legs and smacking on pretzels. His mangled clothes and unkept hair nearly made him unrecognizable. Every other time we separated, Chaz had time to fuck different women in peace, but this time, he appeared frazzled.
“I don’t understand how you got in here. I changed the code on my alarm. I’m suing this fucking building.”
“Sue whoever cut your hair.” He dropped a drunk laugh at my feet. “I don’t like the new look.”
“And I don’t likeyou. Whatever you left over here was put in storage a week after I beat up your baby mama, and your brother has the key. There is no reason for you to be here.”
“I wanted to check on you.” His nonchalant delivery drove my eyes shut.
“Chaz, I don’t feel like dealing with your shit tonight. Get out of my house.”
“Why? So you can call that nigga back over here?”
He leaped off the counter, and for the first time, I noticed the blade in his grasp. “When shit in the music business got slow for me, you loved to call me a broke ass cheater. Then, you go and fuck with the help. You make a big deal about me doing my thang, but you cheated on me with your bodyguard.”
