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I sighed, replying, “I know, but I can’t afford one and neither can my parents.”
“I know a guy. Don’t worry about the cost. I got you.”
I watched him strangely. I looked at him in so much wonder, confused about why he would do something like that for me. But I needed that damn lawyer, so I didn’t question him as he took his cell from his pocket and started to make calls.
Priest had been so patient with me that he deserved this head.
He’d taken me back to his place because what I wanted to do to him couldn’t be in my parents’ house.
I managed to fit the entire shaft in my mouth. My tongue massaged passionately around it as I fucked him with my mouth at a steady pace. I gripped his erection and massaged up and down his length at the same pace as my mouth. I could hear his breaths come quicker and quicker as I worked my mouth around him, and he let out a low, deep moan.
I felt his fingertips softly clawing at my scalp.
“You can’t go anywhere now,” I heard him groan, which made my pussy even wetter.
That had put a battery in my back. I started to suck his dick with more passion and energy. Both of my hands worked his length as my throat opened up for every inch of him.
“Fuck, baby,” he moaned.
There was something so sexy about hearing a man moan, especially a rough, hard one like Priest. It was as if he was being vulnerable only for me, letting only me see him crumble.
Both of my hands massaged his length all the way up to the tip where my tongue started to slowly tongue kiss where the precum oozed out.
I looked up and saw that his head was completely back on the couch. All I could see was his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard.
I returned to fucking him with my hands and mouth. My mouth was watering with need and the satisfaction of the taste of him.
“Yes, baby. Suck this dick,” he encouraged me.
I could feel his dick throbbing in my hands. I wasn’t ready for him to cum, so I released him from my mouth, causing hiseyes to open and head to lift. He watched me stand, take my pants off, and pull my shirt over my head.
When he reached for me, I lightly pushed his hands away. He was curious as I turned my back to him and stood between his legs.
I reached between my legs for his dick that was still slippery with my throat slime. I brought the tip to my center and slowly slid down it. I used his knees as leverage as I started to bounce on his dick.
He held my waist, and guided my ride, moaning a slow, long, and deep, “Fuuuck, baby.” Then he chuckled. “Yeah, you’re all mine now.”
MOSES
A month after getting shot, I was still moving slow, but I was breathing and that was enough for me. The pain came and went, but it reminded me every day how close I came to my face being spray painted on a T-shirt.
Since being released from the hospital, I’d been locked in on my family, trying to soak up every second with Kahlani and Trent, and putting whatever energy I had left into my hustle. The near-death experience had put things into perspective.
Rah had been blowing up my phone, but I’d been brushing him off. I didn’t have the patience for his schemes.
But as I stared at the Black Ice lounge, I knew I couldn’t dodge him forever. I took my burner from the glove compartment and put it in my waist. I wanted to keep my promise to Kahlani by not ending up in jail, but if I had to use this motherfucker, I would.
After killing the engine, I hopped out of my ride and trudged through the snow towards thebar. Looking through the picture window, I could see Caine’s punk ass on security and a few people at the bar. It was pretty empty, but it was a Monday, so that was to be expected.
When I walked in, a few sets of eyes bulged at my presence, not believing that I had finally resurfaced. Since getting released from the hospital, I hadn’t showed my face in the hood until now.
“Yoooo, Moses! What’s up my, nigga?”
“Hey, Moses!”
“Looking good, beau.”
I waved, grinned, and nodded at the people that spoke to me and kept making my way towards Rah’s office.
