Page 47 of Rocky

“Open.”

Her hands immediately went to her neck as she leaned toward the mirror.

“Rock, this is beautiful.”

It was a gold necklace with a diamond-studded doubleRpendant.

“Not as beautiful as the woman wearing it, but I’m glad you like it.”

She turned around and leaned against the counter, still holding the charm.

“So tell me, what do the two R’s stand for?”

“Take a wild guess,” I quipped.

“Ruff Ryders? Iama huge DMX fan.”

I chuckled. “Me too, but guess again.”

“Umm, Ruthless Rue?”

I shook my head.

“Radiant Rue?”

I shook my head again.

“Remarkable—”

“Stop playing with me, woman. You know what it stands for.”

“Okay. Give me one more guess.”

“You better guess right, or I’m gon’ take my shit and give it to the homeless lady that’s always on 33rdand Harlem. She tells me how handsome I am every time she sees me.”

Her body fell against mine as she laughed at my idle threat. I took the opportunity to grab her waist, and when she became serious again, she looked into my eyes.

“Rocky Rush, why are you buying me sentimental gifts already? You don’t think it’s too soon for me to wear your initials around my neck?”

“If I thought it was too soon, I wouldn’t have bought it. You’re mine, Rue. You know it, I know it, and now, everyone else will know it.”

“You’re very possessive. Should I be concerned?”

“Honestly, I’m not sure because I’ve never cared enough for a woman to claim her as mine. I’m ready to go to war for you and Briar, and this shit is weird to me. I’m only doing what my heartand mind are telling me to do, so if I’m coming on too strong, let me know. It won’t change shit, but I want to keep the lines of communication open.”

“My father worshipped the ground my mother walked on and treated me and my sisters like princesses. I had the perfect example of how a real man treats a woman. Yet, I still let Deacon ruin me. He was my first everything, and he wasn’t an asshole in the beginning. Even though my gut, my mother, my father, and my sisters told me not to trust him, I ignored all of them. By the time I was ready to listen, I was pregnant. He made me believe no one else would want me, and I believed him.”

“He didn’t ruin you.”

“I can be honest enough with myself to admit that he did for a while. You’re the first man besides my father who makes me feel safe. I don’t want you to back off or slow down. I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine.”

“I’m glad we’re on the same page.”

We kissed, and it became very heated, very quickly. Thankfully, she wore an oversized T-shirt dress, so I pulled it above her waist and ripped her panties off. I picked her up and sat her on the counter as she pushed my sweatpants down.

My dick was ready for action and lined up to her pussy as if it were a magnet. With her legs opened wide and draped over the crook of my arms, she leaned back against the mirror, and I moved her ass to the edge of the counter.

A groan escaped my lips when I entered her. Her tight, wet, gushy hole felt like heaven, and I wanted access to it for the rest of my days. I looked down at our connection and watched my dick slide in and out. Each time, it was covered in more of her juices.

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