Page 40 of Lost In You
“That we are,” I said as I heard the bell ring.
We’d been keeping the door locked since they found out about Mila’s threat. We made our way back to our desks to see who was here, and I saw a beautiful bouquet of lilies on my desk. My mama smiled at me as I admired them.
“Yep. I’ll watch my grandson. You gotta thank that man properly.”
I slightly rolled my eyes and giggled. She was right as hell though. He would get thanked like my life depended on it, with our security guy watching.
“Oooh fuuuck, baby!”
Asad’s dick was taking me to places unheard of as I rolled my hips against him. We’d resorted to utilizing the back seat of his truck. We barely made it. We were kissing heavily, and he’d pinned me against the truck before we even got in. Hopefully, that was enough of a warning for whoever was watching out for us. I could only hope my daddy didn’t see us. I wouldn’t be able to look him in the eyes for months.
I didn’t care about that shit right now though. Asad had a grip on my ass that was sure to leave bruises. He was sucking my nipple like it was providing him nutrients, and I was about to cum all over him. “Asaaaad! I’m about to cuuuumm!”
“Ahhh . . . fuck me up with that shit then. I love the fuck out of you, girl. Shit!”
I started rolling my hips faster as my head dropped back against the back of the driver’s seat. Asad didn’t have the slightest problem keeping up with me. “Ahhhh shiiiiit!” I yelled as my pussy unleashed its magic all over the damn place.
“Hell yeah. I love this wet shit. You ain’t done though. Give me some more, Shani.”
His strokes got stronger, and his pace got faster, and I could feel my clit sliding up and his shaft. He was right. I squirted and wet up everything in the vicinity. Asad didn’t slow down. He kept fucking me up as my body nearly went limp. When his teeth grazed my nipple, I squirted more. The effects he had on mybody were unmatched by anyone. I was just glad that he was the man I wanted to do life with.
“Ashanni . . . baby, fuuuuuck. I’m about to shoot up paradise. Ahhh shiiiit!” he yelled as he held me tightly.
He pulled me to him and wrapped his arms around my waist and stroked me a few more times as I rested my forehead on his shoulder. Our pants were all that could be heard. My body was spent like we’d been at this for hours. It had only been about fifteen minutes, but it was a good ass fifteen minutes.Shit!
“I love you, Asad. Damn.”
“I love you, too, baby. I can’t wait until we can get back to a bed so I can really turn this pussy out. I think about that night at the Four Seasons all the time.”
“I do too. We only have a couple more weeks. Nesha said they were painting today. Shit, I’m ready. We gon’ get one of these Hendersons to watch baby boy, and I’m gon’ fuck you all over the house. That’s a lot of fucking since it’s a two-story beauty.”
“You right. That’s gon’ be a lot of fucking. I’m gon’ take you on those stairs, lean you over the balcony in there, take you on the island bar top, and in the hay of that barn you building for your horses. If I could predict that horse’s behavior, I’d take you on the back of him while we riding.”
I giggled, then lifted my hips, letting him slide out of me. “I owe you a detail. I fucked this back seat up. Jayceon gon’ be wondering what the fuck happened over here when he get in his booster seat on the other side.”
He chuckled. “Hell yeah, but I’ll just tell him a soda can exploded in here because it got too hot. He’ll be fine with that explanation. He don’t need a lot of details.”
I giggled and slid off him to put my sweats back on. Just as I got them on, someone yelled, “Get the fuck down!”
There were several gunshots. I hit the floor so hard, and Asad fell on top of me. It felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. I could barely breathe. “Asad, baby . . . I can’t breathe.”
He eased off me, and I could see the fear in his eyes. Grabbing his shirt, he slid it on, then opened the door to find one of Ali’s guys standing there. The guy slowly shook his head. “Willing to die to fuck. Y’all come on.”
He was joking, but it was too soon for me. I’d never been shot at. I was at the diner when shit went left, but this was specifically aimed at me. Those bullets had my name on them. I now knew how Karima felt when this shit happened to her and Rhodes outside her dad’s house.
“I’m Seneca. I hit whoever was driving,” he said and nodded at the car down the road in the pasture.
I was grateful she veered to the right and not into someone’s house on the left. Uncle Kenny’s house was almost right across from where she ended up. I was saying she. It could have very well been someone else that she hired. As I watched the car, I saw another vehicle pull up, and Ali got out of it.
“Come on. Let me get y’all in the house.”
“Was it Mila?” Asad asked.
“I don’t know, man. It happened so fast. I’m the type of nigga that shoots first and ask questions later. Ali and Philly gon’ let us know.”
I glanced down the road again and saw Uncle Philly out there. My daddy came out on the porch with his gun, wearing a wife beater and drawers. I turned my lip up. “Daddy, really?”
“Girl, what? I would have been out here sooner, but a nigga passed out butt naked. I know you didn’t wanna see that shit. It’s yo’ mama fault.”
