“Yeah, he did. You believe him though?”
Since they’d left the parking lot of Elevate, Asao had gone over every detail Mase provided. He considered the video through a new lens and had to admit two things could both be true. The part shared only showed Nefatari on the bed with Samari while Mase watched. He never touched her. The clip ended with him kissing Nefatari before they stepped out of the camera’s view. The assumption was that he’d had sex with both women but it was possible that wasn’t the case.
“I believe he’s bitchmade and Mari should have never ended up in that situation. The rest doesn’t fucking matter.”
“You gonna be able to let this go?”
“Yeah but two more people have to see me first,” he admitted. He wouldn’t put his hands on Nefatari, but she would have consequences. What those were he hadn’t yet decided. As for Cobra, Asao had already taken everything he valued but that muthafucker was still gonna have to see him. Both would have to wait because he needed to get home to his girl and prepare for his father coming home.
“Let me know what we’re doing. Don’t let this shit be wild, wild west, Sao,” Niles warned.
Don’t shoot shit up and take a life…
“I’m cool for now.” Asao tossed his chin, dapped his boy, and climbed behind the steering wheel of his Jeep. It was time to take his ass home.
Samari archedher back from the mattress and moaned when she felt the first swipe of Asao’s tongue between her thighs. She smiled and her lids fluttered open long enough to see the pattern of his waves contrasting against the deep chocolate of her skin. When he sucked on her clit, her eyes slammed shut and her lips parted at the same time she bit on the bottom one.
“You’re home,” she said quietly, which granted her the vibration of his voice against her pussy when he responded.
“Yeah, I am.”
The arrogance in his tone allowed the double meaning to register.
“I missed you.”
“I’m making up for that now,” he said and pushed two fingers into her pussy. They glided in slowly before he jerked them back and pushed in for a second time, a little deeper.
“Let me get that, Mari…” he demanded, ready for her to cum. She did, jerking hard seconds before her body tensed and her thighs locked around his head, holding him hostage. He continued working his fingers at a steady pace until her body relaxed and sank into the mattress.
“Turn over.” Asao tapped her thigh then kissed the inside of her knee, watching as she flipped her body. On her side, Samari grinned at him over her shoulder while she hiked her left leg, inviting him in. Asao dropped his eyes, admiring the way she was fully exposed, pussy swollen and glistening, which he leaned in and delivered a kiss to before he positioned himself behindher, allowing his dick to glide along her slit seconds before he pushed inside.
He had retrieved a condom before his head dropped between her legs but was currently wishing there were no barriers between them. The feel was so fucking good that he could only imagine if they were skin to skin.
Asao thrust in deep with a throaty groan that vibrated over her skin and landed between her thighs. When he bottomed out in her pussy, Asao’s fingers dug into the flesh of her hips and held her steady. He was lost in her.
“You feel me, Mari?”
“Mmm, you know I do,” she hummed with a lazy smile. Her fingers gripped the sheets to hold steady while he fucked her nice and slow.
“I need this to just be us, Mari. I’m only giving this to you. You’re only giving it to me. Anything else is dangerous and you don’t want that.”
Dangerous to the livelihood of anyone who thinks they can have you too,he thought.
“It is,” she rushed out. With the way he was fucking her so good, she would promise anything he wanted. She felt the pulse of his dick. The fullness of him driving into her at a tortuously slow pace. Every thrust had her body tightening with the need for more and she loved it.
Her first orgasm rushed in fast. It moved through her body without warning and she smiled, biting down on her lip while heat blazed over her skin. Asao didn’t stop. He kept driving in with purposeful strokes but made a point of pushing her leg higher to adjust his angle.
His teeth sank into her neck enough to bruise her skin. Asao wanted to leave reminders. “I need you to feel me everywhere, Mari. Every-fucking-where.”
“I do.”
“Good, now ask for more if you like that.”
“Fuck…more, please,” she moaned when he pulled back and thrust in at a punishing depth.
Her pussy responded with acknowledgment and Asao smirked against her neck before he kissed her there. He picked up his pace, driving in hard and deep, back to back until her walls contracted around him, sucking him in deeper. She came for a second time, drenching his dick, holding him captive.
His pace remained unrelenting. Samari was high. Everything about Asao pushed through her bloodstream, heavy and intoxicating. Asao was no different. He watched her, drunk off the high she provided. Every moan that pushed past her full lips, the feel of her skin as his fingers dug into her thigh challenging the flexibility of her hip, and every single fucking time his name was on her tongue because he hit her spot.
