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"Tell me what you want a nigga to be for you."
Four was in a world of her own. Her hips rode to the rhythm of my fingers and her pussy was sticky, and gripping the shit out of my fingers.
"Four." Kissing her scar brought a tremble out of her, but not an answer to my question.
"I know what you need, Four, but I can't force it on you. That's why you gotta tell me, baby. You got me cummin' in my briefs like I'm some wet behind the ear ass nigga. You make fingering you so fuckin' sexy. I wanna give you the world and whatever goes beyond that shit but I need you to tell me what you need. Shit, your pussy feels so fuckin' good. You 'bout to cum. Yeah, I needed that. Cum from me, Mrs. Gravehart and tell your husband what you need."
Four glanced toward me, eyes welling with tears.
"I... I... want you to be my safe place. I want you to be theonewho sees me." Her voice dropped an octave, sounding smoky yet sexy.
"I see you, Four," I husked.
"Not as Four but River. I want you to know her, but you have to be the person who protects her without caging her."
"See, you're running from a nigga because of how well I know you, but it's cool. Just know I got you... River."
"Crown," she hitched as her body began to quake. She grabbed my wrist not to stop herself but to keep herself from falling over.
"Damn, I wish I could feel this on my dick. You cummin' hard as fuck Four and you look beautiful doing it. Kiss me." Four kissed me hungrily, riding the wave of her orgasm.
The fuck.
A deep, throaty sob broke our kiss as her body tensed, then shattered. She collapsed forward, her head against my chest. I brought my hand up to her chest to cup her chin but stopped when I felt how heavy her heart was pounding.
"Four," I whispered, confused as fuck about what just happened.
"Crown," she sobbed harder.
"Nah, don't say nothing," I whispered, holding her close.
Reaching around her, I wiped my hand that was between her legs on the sheets. I picked her up and brought her to the top of her bed. She climbed off me, curling her body against a pillow and got under the covers. I got behind her, bringing her back to my front.
"Crown, your dick is poking me." She giggled softly.
"Shut up, Four." I chuckled.
She snuggled closer and within seconds, her ass was softly snoring. As close as she was, I wanted her closer. I buried my face in her hair and closed my eyes. A nigga was probably gon' catch blue balls from this shit. What happened, tho', was bigger than my balls hurting for a few hours. Four, or should I say River, in her own way, gave me the answer I'd been searching for. Anytime I've said I had enough love for both of us, I meant it. I was more so confused on whether my love was enough for her. I knew about Four but missed too many chapters on River. For me to learn her, she had to first accept me as the safe place she's been without. What I knew as facts, she was starting to see as the truth on her own. Four was the real muthafuckin' Mrs. Gravehart.
Chapter 19
River Ashland
"Chosyn is going to kill me." I laughed as Crown pulled into her driveway.
"Nah, she's straight. I handled it while you were in the shower."
Looking over at Crown, I almost askedhow did I get so lucky. I didn't realize how much I missed him until he was right next to me. What happened this morning was exactly what I needed, all the confusing emotions included. A part of me still felt what happened was my karma, but I guess I needed that to see my relationship through my own eyes and not the grief-stricken lenses I've been wearing for so long.
"Why are you looking at a nigga like that?" he asked, throwing the car in park.
"Like what?" Was it that easy for him to see the love I had for him pouring out of me.
"With one of your eyes halfway closed and the other one jumping. You good?"
"Huh?"
"Four, what don't you understand? Your shit's jumping like it just caught the holy ghost."
