When my body was just right, he slid his dick inside me, and I almost ran out of the bed from how far he went inside on his first stroke. I could feel him in my guts as he went deeper and deeper, grabbing my ass, caressing it with his large hands.
He took his dick out of me quickly, breathing hard as hell as he kissed me on the center of my back.
“You're going to make me nut again quick even with this condom on. I knew you had it like that. I knew that shit.”
He grabbed me by my neck, pulling my body up, and placing my back against his chest. His lips went to my ear, and he started to kiss my neck as he slid his dick back inside of me in this position.
Once he and I were used to each other, he started fucking me so hard I held onto his forearm just to keep from running.The pain I was in felt so fucking good, and I knew at this moment that I had never been fucked right.
When my warm juices started coating his dick and the skin in between my thighs, I wanted to collapse on the bed, but he didn't let me.
“I'm far from done with you, Bria. You done with me? Huh?” He smacked me on my ass.
“Hell no, never.”
I replied, knowing at that moment I never wanted to stop fucking Crewshon Banks. Not tonight, not ever. The walk in the wild side was everything I expected and more.
Chapter 13
Ciara
Hov and I sat in the hospital room, waiting silently for the doctor to return. We weren't here because either one of us had been shot or cut, but because, shortly after we left the hall, I started cramping and bleeding, causing terror to settle into my stomach.
Hov sat across the room with his head lowered, hands clasped tightly. Every few seconds, he looked over at me and asked if I was okay, but I couldn’t speak. All I could do was shake my head in denial.
When the doctor finally came in, she closed the door softly behind her. She laid me down on my back, put cold jelly across my exposed stomach and started to guide the probe from left to right. After she searched for about a minute, she sat the probe down, and the look on her face told me everything I didn’t want to hear even before she even opened her mouth.
“What’s the news, Doc?” Hov asked, his voice already breaking.
“I’m so sorry, but there is no heartbeat.”
Hov rushed over to me immediately, because I slid down to the floor sobbing like a baby. He picked me up like I weighednothing, holding me against his chest as if his arms alone could keep me from falling apart.
“I’ll give you both a moment,” the doctor whispered, leaving the room.
“It’s okay. It’s okay.”
“No, it’s not Hov!” I choked between sobs. “It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have jumped down on my stomach like that. I should’ve been more careful with the baby. I put my life ahead of the babies, and I shouldn't have done that!”
“Baby don't say that,” Hov said quickly, shaking his head.
“I'm sure the impact didn’t cause this. The baby is protected in your stomach.”
“I know. I know, but that means it’s the stress. I shouldn’t have been stressing. I shouldn’t have even been at that party. I,”
I stopped, because the more I talked, the more the grief clawed at my throat.
“Just take me home, Hov. I just want to go home.”
He nodded, eyes soft. “Okay. Do you want me to carry you, baby?”
“No. I’m fine. I can walk.”
I got back off the table and walked out of the room so fast that Hov had to jog to keep up. I was shaking, furious, hurt, and trying not to scream in the hospital hallway like a woman who had completely lost her mind.
I've been pregnant multiple times and lost babies, but this baby meant the world to me. It was me and my husband's baby, and I knew it meant the world to Hov just like me. Losing it felt like someone had ripped the air right out of my lungs.
When we reached the car, Hov opened my door and tried to help me in, but I pushed his hands away.
