“I love you so much.”
His thrusts were harder, causing waves to splash around their bodies.
“Tell me again.”
“Oh fuck, Noble. I love you too much!” she screeched, feeling another climax but this time, he joined her.
His grunts were deep in her ear as his dick pulsated inside her. A symphony of moans and groans drowned out the music in the background. Their chorused orgasm almostbrought tears to her eyes. Reaching their peaks together was an intimate experience that Irish needed more of.
“I knew I should've gotten on birth control when I met you.”
He chuckled, kissing her chin. “You love for me to cum inside you.”
Indeed, she did but Irish would never admit it. “Thank you.”
He studied her for a moment. “For what?”
“Being my rock when my back was against the wall. Thank you for your patience and for this getaway. I really needed this.”
Kissing her lips, she melted in his embrace. “I told you I got you. You believe me?”
Irish nodded, holding onto every word that left his lips. “Good, now let’s go eat and make plans for when you get back to St. Parklynn.”
Days later…
Jovanis tapped his fingers against the stainless-steel table. His teeth gnawed into the skin on his lip as he awaited his arrival. Minutes passed and inmates piled into the visiting room. Tuck was one of the last few who swaggered inside. With narrowed eyes, he scanned the room until his stare landed on Jovanis.
This conversation required much from him. He wanted to come at Tuck like a man but didn’t know if he could control himself, emotionally. The chair screeching against the groundresounded through the room as Tuck took a seat. Rubbing his hand over his mouth, he angled his head.
“What’s up?”
Jovanis inhaled deeply, coaching himself to remain calm. “I’ve been calling you.”
Tuck rolled his tongue across his top teeth. “They been strict around this bitch. I can’t do much right now.”
Jovanis wanted to challenge that lie but they had more pressing matters to get to.
“I saw Jakai the other night, and I noticed some shit.” Jovanis flicked his nose with his thumb. “He was wearing the same watch I had on. When I asked him where he got it from, he said you.”
Tuck’s face contorted into a scowl as he shrugged. “And?”
“And what the fuck you giving him a watch for when you said you only gave one to me?”
Tuck slouched further into the chair. His gaze was on his lap while Jovanis impatiently waited for some kind of explanation.
“Hello, nigga?”
“What the fuck you want me to say?” Tuck griped, irritation surfacing on his features. “The nigga got the same watch as you. So what?”
“Man, get the—you know what? Tuck, I ain't come all the way out here so you can lie, bruh.”
“Lie about what?” He smirked, inciting more rage from Jovanis.
“You fucking that nigga?” He got right to the point. They didn’t need to play out this script where all these words didn’t matter.
Tuck looked away, chuckling as Jovanis waited in agony. How could he laugh at a time like this when Jovanis was virtually collapsing on the inside? Nothing about this situation was humorous to him. His heart was on the line. Love was at stake because if Tuck admitted to fucking someone else, a guaranteed crash out was on the horizon.
“Van, I really need you to get it through your head that you not my bitch.” Tuck looked around, leaning in closer. “We fucked around and that shit was fun. But you don't have the right to come checking me about shit that I do. Get back in your body ‘cause you doing too much right now.”
