Page 37 of Plea
“What!”
“Did you have that man beat up?”
“Technically no. I might have mentioned something and someone else suggested it and I agreed, but technically, I didn’t set it up.” Crossing my arms over my chest, I sat up in my seat. “Would you prefer I have someone else do it, or for me to handle it myself?”
“Neither.”
He sucked his teeth and scowled. “Nah, that wasn’t an option. He disrespected and violated you.”
“Babe…”
“He made you cry. You think I’m going to let a nigga make you cry and not punish him for it?”
I sighed and shook my head. “You sound just like my daddy.”
“Good.” He placed a quick kiss to my temple, then returned his attention to the tray. “I would have beat his ass myself, but that shit with Asia already had the board looking into our relationship because our stock took a plunge.”
“Oh yeah. I meant to ask you about that. Last we talked, you said they were slowly climbing again. Is that still the case?”
“Yeah, thankfully. The numbers are back to normal, but I didn’t want to risk him being able to finger me or anyone else at the firm. It’s clear he’s a bitch so I know he would’ve pressed charges.”
At this point, I couldn’t argue with that. I felt like I barely recognized Trevor these days. Yes, I called the wedding off, but not once did I think this would be how he responded.
“Well… thank you for sticking up for me and fighting for my honor, even if you weren’t the one doing it physically.”
“Always. I got you, and everybody that got me got you too.”
That made me blush. Standing, I wrapped my arms around him, and he wasted no time turning and taking me into his arms. The more his hands caressed my hips, waist, and ass, the softer I became against him. I’d never felt like physical touch was my love language, but I loved having Carson’s hands on me. Our lips connected, and not to my surprise, it wasn’t long before our centers connected.
The man had me face down, ass up, in the reclining theater seat. My moans were pouring as I fucked him back, but I lost my rhythm when he smacked my ass and said, “Damn, V. I wish you could see how good this ass look. How wet this pussy is. How she coating the fuck outta my dick. Mm.”
That familiar tingle shot down my spine as I pressed my hands into the wall.
“Babe,” I warned him. “Aah, shit, Carson.”
My left hand went to my breast and squeezed my nipple while the right stayed on the wall. He arched my back deeper and angled me so that every stroke brushed against my spot. It wasn’t long before I was whimpering and cumming against him. And like the pussy bully he was, Carson stayed on that spot and didn’t let up until I was cumming and squirting on the seat.
I had to physically push him out of me, but since I didn’t technically say stop, all that did was buy me a few seconds of time. His eyes were trained on me as he stroked his long, meaty, curved dick. I plopped down in the dry seat next to me, trying to catch my breath, but that didn’t last long. He used my ankles to gently yank me to the edge of the seat. With his foot resting on it, he lowered himself slightly and dipped his dick back into me. Quiet curses escaped me as I put my ankle on his shoulder. He leaned forward and pressed my leg and his body against mine before filling me with the methodical strokes I’d quickly fallen in love with.
I was sotired I fell asleep at my desk this morning. After our random sex session, we showered and watched the last two movies, which were long as hell. We didn’t end up getting to sleep until after three, and I was at the salon by seven. Once I checked everyone’s stations and made sure they were fully stocked, I updated our inventory file to make note of what I’d need to purchase the next time I went to the beauty supply store. After that, I ordered more bundles from two of my vendors and did a clip-in install, then I went back to my office and crashed.
Had it not been for Audry waking me up to tell me Carson had lunch delivered for my staff, I would have been asleep still. Even with me being as tired as I was, binging my favorite fantasy series was worth it. Carson was in shambles when he found out the truth about Snape, and the final battle was just as epic to me as it was the first time I watched the movies. He was impressed and admitted he’d been missing out like I knew he would.
When we were done watching, he took the official quiz, and it didn’t surprise me to find out he was a Slytherin just like me. I believed we both had traits of all houses. I felt like he leaned more into Gryffindor, and I leaned more into Hufflepuff, but I was proud to be a Slytherin because people hated on Hufflepuff for some reason.
Before we went to bed, he ended up buying the books so he could get the full effect, and we planned to visit theHarry Potterstore in Chicago next month, which I was already excited about. Just thinking about going on another trip with him made me smile. I loved spending time with him period, but traveling with my man was a true love language.
“Uh, boss lady,” Britt said, rushing into my office.
“Yes?”
“They out here towing your Wagon.”
“What!” I yelled, leaping from my seat.
Rushing out of my office, I refused to believe someone was towing my car. I knew Trevor wasn’t going to be paying any of my bills anymore, so I’d already planned to have all my accounts switched over. Carson sent me his information to replace Trevor’s though I insisted that wasn’t necessary. Even though I didn’t think there was a chance he’d throw what he did or gave me in my face like Trevor did, I was a little leery about letting another man take care of me financially.
Respectfully and lovingly, Carson made it clear that he didn’t give a fuck about that shit. He told me he wouldn’t even feel comfortable having access to my presence, mind, heart, and body if he wasn’t paying my bills because that was the bare minimum amount of effort required in exchange. When he put it like that, I agreed to letting him pay for whatever he wanted to pay for. But when I switched out the accounts, I made sure none of them were due. My car note didn’t have to be paid for another three weeks, so I wasn’t sure what the hell was going on.
