“What the fuck did you say?”
“King. Let me go.”
“Never. Now, what was that about leaving me?” Looking into her eyes, I still couldn’t believe I had been around this woman for so long and hadn’t made her mine immediately. “There is no leaving me, Nyla. I already told you there’s no going back for us. You belong to me.”
Her whispered voice tore me apart. “But tonight showed me that you don’t belong to me.” Her eyes glistened with tears. “She’s lying to you, King. The son isn’t yours. She’s trying to use you, and the power you have, to take her children from her ex-husband.”
My eyes closed, and I took a deep breath before staring down at her. “Nyla, I don’t care about her. We’ll do a DNA test on the boy. I won’t even meet him until we know for sure. But this moment… right now… is about us. What if she presses charges against you for assault? Hmmm? Then I’m going to have to use that power to make her charges disappear. I’d also have to make sure she never bothers you again.” My hand was still on her throat, but my grip had loosened. My thumb was rubbing softly along the bare skin of her neck. “Do you want me to use my considerable power and influence to make Marysa disappear, Nyla?”
“Once you confirm she’s not the mother of your child, I don’t care what the fuck happens to her. As long as she never comes around us again.”
Damn, my woman was sexy as fuck. My dick thickened beneath my pants. Our entire night was spent dealing with other people. I was done thinking about anyone else but the woman in front of me.
“Nyla, sweetheart. No one else can take your place. I won’t apologize for the life I had before I met you.”
She shook her head. “I don’t expect you to.”
“She means nothing to me.” And I meant that. From the time I met Nyla five years ago, no other woman drove me out of my mind with lust. “All I want is you. I’ve waited so long for his night. To finally be able to claim you as mine. I ache for you every damn night. Right now, you’re here with me, and all I want is for us to reclaim what was stolen from us earlier. We’ll deal with everything else later. Your only focus right now is me. The man who’s going to make you cum on his dick all night.” Grabbing her under the legs, I lifted her bridal style. “Just hold on, baby. Let’s take this to the bedroom.”
The closer I got to my bedroom, the more at peace I became.
“Don’t think I forgot what you said about leaving me. We’ll deal with that shit later because that ain’t happening. Trust me when I say there’s nowhere you can go that I won’t find you. I believe in us. I will never leave your side. When life gets tough, I want you to know I’ll always be around. You’re the only one who truly knows the real me and accepts me for who I am. If you think I’m letting you go, you might as well forget that shit.”
Her hands played in my hair as we walked. A smile lifted her lips. “You’re so romantic.”
“And don’t you forget it.” Yeah, she was probably being sarcastic, but I didn’t care. It felt good to have her in my arms. Once we arrived at my bedroom, I released her legs so she could stand on her own. “Are you ready for me?” My fingers reached up to trace along her skin. She was so soft. I could touch her all night.
“I’ve been ready for five years. You just never noticed.”
“Oh, sweetheart. I noticed. More than I should have.” Stepping back from her, I removed my suit jacket. “Nothing from the outside world comes into this bedroom with us. When we’re here, the only thing I want you to worry about is how loud you’re going to scream and how much of my dick you can take.”
“Shouldn’t we be worried about how much your toes will curl? I mean, you’re almost a decade older than me. Are you sure you can handle all this?” She motioned to her body before turning around. “Unzip me.”
My hands trailed along her warm, brown skin, and I almost lost my shit right then and there. “Oh, sweetheart, I can’t wait to be inside you.”
“Then we’d better hurry up.” She used her hands to push the dress all the way down her body.
She stood in front of me wearing only her underwear, those sexy ass silver heels, and the diamonds that I’d purchased for her. “Fuck. You’re so damn beautiful. I want to see my cum dripping all over your brown skin. Remove the panties. Keep the shoes.” There was no way my eyes could leave her body as she removed that tiny scrap of material. My mouth watered at the thought of tasting her. When she was finished doing what I asked of her, I grabbed her by the waist, bringing her body to mine. “Kiss me, baby.”
Her hands came up to cradle my face as her lips crashed against mine. She tasted so damn sweet. The scent of her perfume teased my nostrils. My hands tightened around her waist as our kiss deepened. Whatever it took to keep her with me, I’d pay the price. It was time to get us to bed. Standing was fine, but for what I really wanted to do, I would need a flat surface.
Pulling away, I lay her down in front of me. “Open for me, Nyla. Let me see my sweet treat.”
She smiled at me. “I like this version of you.”
I spoke as I removed my clothes. “You’re the only one who gets to see this side of me.”
“I feel special,” she whispered as her hands trailed down her body. Her fingers tweaked her nipples and went down her body before arriving at her bare mound. “Is this what you want me to do?” Her fingers spread her lower lips, showing me the pink center of a very juicy-looking tootsie roll pop.
“Yes, baby. Very much.” Dropping to my knees in front of her, I grabbed her thighs and placed her legs over my arms. My eyes looked up at her. “Scream as loud as you want. I won’t stop until I’ve drunk my fill. Nyla, sweetheart. Open your eyes.” Her head had fallen back, but I needed her to look at me. When her gaze landed on mine, I smiled. “This pussy belongs to me. Understand?” I needed her to know that I was staking a claim.
“Yes. Yes, my King.”
“My beautiful fucking Queen.” Then I latched onto her pussy. I slid my wet tongue along the wet lips of her pussy. Nyla moaned deeply and spread her legs even wider. My tongue blazed a path from the top of her mound to the bottom before retracing its steps. I wrapped my lips around her clit, sucking on the hard flesh.
Nyla let out a soft gasp. “Oh, shit. King. My… King. That feels so… um…” she mumbled the words as she grabbed hold of my hair while her hips gyrated against my face. “Please. More.”
Lifting my head, I knew I needed her to say the words again. “Who am I?”