I didn’t give her a chance to respond as I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in for a kiss.Peck to the lips. Another then another.
I never imagined that after losing Natalie, I would feel like this again. I never thought I could find a love so pure and genuine, nor did I expect to find someone who would love my son as if he were their own. Coffee was my idea of perfection, and until my last breath, she would always have my soul.
Chase and I were now headed to the cabin. I knew he was eager to get there to see CJ and Kira. He had given me some investment stock he had put in my name, along with some designer items. I didn’t have any requests this Christmas, but I knew he had something bigger up his sleeve, and so did I.
Chase leaned toward the driver. “Damn, can’t you speed this bitch up?”
I tugged on his shirt. “Calm down, we will get there. The roads are icy, and if you wanted to get there so quickly, you should have driven. Now sit the hell back.”
His leg bounced nervously. He looked at me, then smacked his lips like a big kid. I ran my hand up and down his leg, “You want me to calm you down because I can.”
“Coffee, if you want to fuck, all you have to do is say the word.”
I smiled. “I know, but let me helpyourelax."
Wrinkles appeared on Chase’s forehead. He looked at the driver, then at me. “Oh, you’re trying to be on some freaky shit.”
“I’m trying to relax my husband, that’s all. So, Menace, may I?” I winked.
Chase leaned forward as he tapped the driver’s seat. “Nigga keep your eyes on the road. If I catch you, that’s your ass!”
My tongue brushed my lips as Chase shifted in his seat. “Dr. Carter, you're a nasty thing, ain’t you?”
“Mm hm, for the king I would do anything,” I muttered.
My hand gripped his dick before I unzipped his pants, pulling it out. Chase was brick hard. The more I held it in my hand, the tighter it became, the more it grew. I eased my head down and wrapped my mouth around his dick. I relaxed my jaw as my head moved swiftly up and down. His breathing picked up as his body became more relaxed.
“Fuck, mouth so damn warm,” he groaned.
My hand gripped his shaft and moved up and down along with my mouth. I made sure to come up all the way to the tip, flick at it, and bring my mouth down until the head of his dick hit the back of my throat. I felt Chase’s hand on my head as I slobbed him up.
He exhaled a trembling breath. “Yes, Dr. Throat baby,” he sang.
I wanted to laugh, but I held it in. The more I flicked, slurped, and sucked, the more he moaned. Suddenly, my body shot forward.
“The fuck!” Chase shouted.
He snatched his gun from his waist and aimed it at the driver. “Nigga what the fuck—”
“They’re following us!” the driver yelled.
I tried sitting up while Chase looked behind him. “Shit! These muhfuckas don’t have nothing better to do for Christmas!” he spat.
He glanced at me. “Stay down, Coffee, do not fucking move, you hear me?”
I gave him a nervous nod. Chase cocked his gun and rolled down the window. He looked at the driver.
“Speed this muhfucka up,” he gritted.
I felt us picking up speed. I exhaled slowly to keep my heart rate down. The last thing I wanted was a repeat of what happened last time. That’s when we swerved again. “Ah!” I screamed.
“I promise until death, Coffee. I got you,” Chase said before leaning out of the window, letting his gun ride.
Bloaw! Bloaw! Bloaw!
Swerve.
Bullets whistled past the SUV before one sounded like it went past my head.
