Page 54 of Only if You Catch Me
“Let’s go.”
Three days, later, Kastian and I were on his yacht. We had been on the ocean for nine hours and honestly, I didn’t want to leave. There was a chef on board, and we were getting it in like two sex craved animals. We had been in bed for the past few hours alternating between having sex and sleeping. Kastian turned on his side to face me.
“I know your company is your baby, and you built it from the ground up. But I was serious when I said we could merge our companies.”
My brows shot up. “No, you weren’t serious. You said when we get married, and we aren’t married.”
“We don’t have to be. Whether I go away or not, I want you straight. And I know you’re good on your own, but I want you more than good. Merging with my company won’t take away from anything you’ve accomplished on your own. I want to see you win, baby. The clients and success you already have could be magnified if we join forces.”
Shocked was an understatement. I had been doing it on my own for a while, and I was very proud of all that I had accomplished. I hadn’t had any new clients in almost two weeks, but that was normal. Money was still good, but I wasn’t rich. I would feel like a fool if I turned Kastian’s offer down. But I also didn’t want to think of doing it without him. Waiting to see if the Feds had built a case against him, was pure torture. Each day I thought about it, I hated Ryder more and more. He had to know that Kastian knew something was up. He’d called him twice since we’d been on the yacht, and Kastain refused to answer for him. He told me he was afraid of what he’d do to Ryder if he saw him.
I didn’t blame him one bit. Kastian continued to peer at me. “I guess. I mean, thank you. It’s just, I don’t know.” And I honestly didn’t know.
“It’s going to be good. Trust me,” he kissed me. “And if I go away, don’t think if you move on with your life that I’ll get mad and try to take it back or some shit. We can get paperwork drawn up. One thing I can do is separate business from personal.”
My chest tightened. “Why do you keep talking about me moving on? That’s not on my mind right now.”
“But if I get ten or fifteen years, eventually, it will be. I’m a realist baby. I look at all angles and all possibilities. You deserve to be happy. You deserve everything you want out of life. If I can’t be the man to make that happen for you, then I’ll never hate on your getting it from someone else. He just better not be a lame ass nigga like David.”
I laughed through my tears. “I hate you.”
“You know I can’t stand to see a woman cry. Don’t do that. We gon’ be aight. You gon’ be aight.” He kissed me, and my lids fluttered closed.
When I was with Kastian I felt amazing. I couldn’t help but to wonder if this was my karma for marrying David and not having the feelings for him that I did for Kastian. Marriage was a sacred union, but I didn’t marry David because I was in love with him. He was easy, and he was safe.
“So, we just live every day like it’s our last, huh?” I asked.
“That’s all we can do. I don’t regret meeting you though. You let me know that I wasn’t broken,” he chuckled. “I didn’t even think I could like a woman for real. You showed me one better. You showed me that I can love a woman. And love your ass for real.”
I kissed my teeth as more tears filled my eyes. “Why are you so determined to make me cry?”
“The only time I want to see you cry is when my dick is in you, and you have an orgasm so intense that tears fall. That’s the only time. Or maybe on our wedding day. After you give birth to our first child. That’s the only time I’d ever want to see you cry.”
He was killing me. I couldn’t stop crying if I wanted to. Kastian sat up and pulled the cover off me. Positioning himself between my legs, he kissed my mound before circling his tongue over my clit. I didn’t have on panties for him to remove. We had sex several times and a few showers in between. I decided getting into bed without panties on was the obvious thing to do.My kitty was sore but in a good way. As if he knew she had taken a beating, he placed every kiss gently. He licked and sucked slowly. Kastian made love to my pussy with his mouth and in less than five minutes, I was arching my back and releasing into his mouth.
“Kastian, baby,” I moaned as I lifted my hips off the bed. I rode his face like a wave, and he sucked up every drop of my release.
My body trembled as he continued to place soft kisses on my tender nub. Kastian’s gaze lifted as he sucked on my clit, and our eyes connected. My chest heaved up and down as all kinds of emotions ran through me. I loved Kastian with everything in me. This was what love felt like. If I had to choose marrying for money or love, I would choose love every single time. But love had the ability to hurt. Kastian finally released my nub. Inching upward, he snaked his tongue into my mouth while penetrating me at the same time. I never wanted him to stop kissing me. I never wanted him to stop stroking me. I would take his last name, give birth to his babies, wait while he did a bid. Whatever he wanted I would do it. I had it bad.
“I never knew how much I needed this,” he confessed as he stared into my eyes while stroking me savagely.
“Me either.”
Kastian got his wish because as orgasm number two ripped through my body, a tear escaped the corner of my eye and ran down my face into my ear. The things I was feeling should have been illegal, but I was loving every minute of it.
CHAPTER 22
KASTIAN
I thought I was tripping.It sounded like the doorbell rang while I was in the shower. I turned the water off, wrapped a towel around my waist, and grabbed my phone off the counter, so I could check the camera. Sure enough, Ryder was standing at my door. Grinding my molars together, I stared at him for a few seconds before hurriedly drying my body off and stepping into some boxer briefs and a pair of shorts. If I had to whoop his ass, I didn’t want to do it with dick swinging everywhere. As I descended the stairs, he rang the bell again. I had been ignoring him for a few weeks, but if he wanted to hear what I had to say that badly, he was going to get it.
I yanked the door open with a mean mug on my face. The moment he came into view, I could smell the liquor coming off him, and my frown deepened. I assumed he was trying to numb the guilt and shame of what he’d done by getting dumb drunk. Ryder looked like shit. He needed to shave, and he had bags underneath his red rimmed eyes.
“Why haven’t you been answering the phone for me bro? Lox hasn’t called. His girl won’t answer my calls. What’s good?”
Ryder knew what the fuck was good and his playing dumb had me balling my hands into fists. I was itching to knock his ass out. “Did you mention my name? Rat ass nigga?”
Panic filled his eyes. He had to know that I knew, so him acting surprised was pissing me off even more.
