“You trust that lawyer?” Vega questioned, causing East to frown at him.
“I don’t know shit about him to trust him, but I trust Cabo, why?”
“Good enough. She gets a walk, but not before she gets a body. Let’s go find that gun.”
East wasn’t feeling the idea, but the clock was running. As long as Patterson ended up with one in the dome, he didn’t give a fuck what happened to Asako. That was Vega’s problem to figure out. The only thing East could guarantee in that moment was when he left that house, Patterson would no longer be breathing.
By the timeEast had showered and slipped into bed with Joi, the sun was coming up. She snuggled up close to him, hiking her leg up his thighs to his waist, allowing him to feel the warmth that radiated from between her legs. As much as he wanted to takeadvantage of the moment, he was exhausted, and his mind was still moving a mile a minute from the past few hours.
“You left me last night,” Joi mumbled, moving her hands across East’s chest while she rested her head on his shoulder.
“Business.” East’s hand glided up her thigh to her waist while he prayed that no questions followed. His mind drifted to what happened prior to his return.
Nothing had gone as planned but the end result was that Patterson and Asako were no longer an issue. Vega had possession of her fate by way of a gun that not only could put her brother in prison, but she would be sharing a cell not far from him in the event that she didn’t accept the terms handed down to her. The bullet that ended Patterson came from her family’s gun and she was the one who pulled the trigger. Granted she only followed through because of the gun pressed to her head, but the deed was done. Asako had a body on her, which meant she put up no arguments about accepting the one-way ticket Pavia handed over at Vega’s request. Asako killed a cop so East was more than positive none of them would see her again. He wanted to be the one to pull the trigger, but Vega needed Asako to be the one with the body. So East chose to disfigure Patterson’s face first to release his frustrations. The memory had him lifting his hand from Joi’s thigh and flexing his bruised fingers.
“Business?” Joi questioned in a mumbled tone, angling her head back enough to take in East’s expression. The room was glowing from the rising sun, so she surveyed his relaxed expression, eyes closed, face showing no signs of tension. However, a smile surfaced when he felt her eyes on him.
“Yeah, business, now can I get a few hours of sleep before I have to go be social?”
Joi grinned harder than East, lifting slightly, enough to climb on top of him. She sat up straight and eased her hand down his chest until it reached the hard, solid mass beneath her. Herfingers wrapped around it firmly while she watched East’s face tense.
“Shawty…” East barely got out, torn between the fact that he really wanted to be asleep and the fact that he really needed to feel Joi. Not to mention the sexiness in her aggression already had his dick hard. He could smell her arousal, which damn sure wasn’t helping.I know she’s already drenched.
“I was thinking we could do something else until it was time for you to go be social.”
East groaned helplessly under his breath but didn’t move a muscle. He simply watched Joi lift just enough to free him from his shorts and briefs with one hand while she used the other to maneuver her thong to the side, easing down on him. The slow descent was torture to them both. East wanted to be completely inside of Joi, while she needed time for her body to accept him.
Impatience got the best of East and seconds later his fingers were digging into her waist, moving Joi a little faster, needing to be submerged deeper into his favorite place.
“So this how we’re doing it now?” East’s heavy eyes moved from their connection at the waist to her face, while using his hands as steady guides to continue what she started.
“Mmmhmm.” Joi’s eyes were closed as she attempted to find balance between recognizing him and the dull pain she felt from the intrusion. It was a perfect blend of…everything good. “You left me and I missed you.” Joi circled her hips a little more to get her point across.
“Fuck. I didn’t leaveyou. I left here to go…shit.”
Joi was now using muscles to assist her in a nice steady pace that had East stumbling over his words. “Shawty…hold up, damn.”
“You left me andthis. Same difference.” Joi’s face eased into a seductive smile when she really began to put in work. East watched her move, barely able to keep his heavy lids apart fromthe exhaustion that had settled in. However, the visual of her body bouncing and winding above him supplied just the right amount of motivation. East had fully intended to let Joi do her thing but the need to feel more had him thrusting upward while she rode him harder and faster. His dick swelled a little more at the sight of Joi’s hands caressing and pinching her breasts and hardened nipples.
“Shit,” slipped from his lips when he felt his stomach tightening from the brewing climax inches away. Not wanting to be the first to let go, East worked harder, slamming deeper into Joi’s core until he was sure that she was seconds from cumming, giving him permission to do the same. That didn’t, however, stop either of them from riding it out. East with stabbing erratic thrusts while Joi bucked on top of him, body pulsating through a wave of sensations she was sure would be the death of them both. When her body finally gave out on her, Joi’s chest heaved while her palms pressed firmly against East’s abs, attempting to calm herself.
“You feel better now?” East’s hands moved from Joi’s waist to her back, slowly moving up her back then down to her waist again. He loved the feel of her skin under his fingers but to see her trembling from the motion had a smile on his face.
“No.” The breathy tone and smile that followed had East laughing.
“Then you’re just shit out of luck. I don’t have a damn thing left in me right now.” He laughed at himself then pulled Joi to him. She lifted enough for East’s heaviness to ease out, causing Joi’s body to shudder slightly before snuggling up against his side.
“Then you owe me,” she mumbled, inching closer like she wasn’t already damn near on top of him again.
“You keeping score?” East’s eyes were already closed. Any other time the first move after a good nut would have been to shower but right now all he wanted was sleep.
“Yep.”
He chuckled, nodding once in a lazy manner. “Aight shawty, you got that. Just remember you asked for it.”
“Mmmhmm.” Joi and East were both seconds from fading out, neither of them put much energy behind their words, but this time East was thinking about keeping score. Joi had one up on him, and he fully planned on leveling the playing field later, but for now, sleep had them both down for the count, with no fight from either of them.
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