“Nah. If they don’t have it, we’ll keep looking,” he assures her.
“It’s late. Maybe two places if we need to, but no more. I’m still relaxed from the spa and full as hell. I can crash in bed right now,” she says, then releases a sigh.
“I hope you trying to crash on me,” Akeem says before placing his hand on her thigh.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way. I don’t know what you did to me but I’m addicted to sleeping all up on you. What am I going to do when I get back home?” she asks, bringing up what’s been plaguing his mind since getting in the car.
After gently squeezing her thigh, Akeem says, “I want all the time I can have with you. I’m staying till Sunday to help Quise with his homecoming stuff. Stay with me.”
“As badly as I want to say yes, I shouldn’t and can’t. You and him need your father-son time and I need to get back. I’ve never been to Austin though,” she says with a smile.
Although he doesn’t want her to leave, he understands. It’s been over a week, of course she needs to get home. So he simply says, “I’ll fly you to Austin every week.”
“I can’t wait.”
“So when you leaving me?”
“Tomorrow if I can find a ticket. That way y’all can do your thing.”
“Damn. Well, I hope you know you’re not sleeping tonight,” he says, then glances at her.
“I was hoping you would say that.” Five minutes later, Akeem pulls into the large gas station. “You want anything?” she asks and his eyebrows furrow.
“Nah, I’m straight but I’m getting out for you, not you for me. You want something other than ice?”
“I can get my own stuff,” she says amusedly.
“But you not. Not when I’m around. I got you, Sunjiya. Let me have you,” he says and his words permeate her skin and send a chill down her spine. After tenderly kissing the air out of her lungs, he pecks her lips again then asks, “You want something other than your special ice?”
“Just the ice, please,” she says.
“Imma get two cups. I think I want to eat some too, just off yo’ sexy ass body,” he says salaciously before exiting the car.
Sunjiya simpers as she watches him walk inside the store. Nothing sexier than a fine ass, arrogant ass, gun-toting Black man, especially when those qualities are accompanied with a kind and thoughtful heart and fye ass sex.It doesn’t get any better than this.
Her eyes stay glued to him as he maneuvers through the store and back out. He’s indeed holding two large cups of ice and thethought of what he might do with the ice and her body makes her squeeze her thighs together.
“You were serious,” she says the moment he’s back in the car.
“Very. I only say what I mean. Besides, you love ice. I just want to make you love it more,” he tells her.
Damn,she thinks as she squeezes her thighs even tighter.
The short ten minutes to the hotel feel like ten fucking hours. Anticipation and need between them both crowds the car, on the verge of combustion. Her want for him becomes a need with each passing minute. Her first true day of freedom has been beyond her imagination. For her, the wonderful night of sleep, Akeem’s thoughtful gift of the spa, and dinner with him and Quise were dream worthy.
For three years, during her living nightmare, she missed out on normal things, blissful moments, and just being carefree thanks to Marcelin and his fortress. Accepting a drink from him at a bar was one of the worst decisions of her life and she lived in that regret until yesterday, until Akeem got her back into the house and cleared the path for her. He made today beautiful without even trying. The promise of tonight is just the icing on the cake.
“You ready for me?” he asks after parking in the hotel’s lot.
“I’m ready to let you have me,” she admits, meaning every word. They exit the car and head up to their suite. The moment they are inside, he’s all over her, backing her against the door as his mouth devours hers and his hands roam her body. Breathless and weak from his touch, she latches her arms around his neck and gives in to all that is him. “Shit,” she purrs when his hands graze and grip her ass under her dress.
“Shower with me,” he utters into her ear. Without a second thought, she removes her feet from her slides and he uses his feet to push off his kicks. His lips return to hers, and while kissing her, he walks her to the bathroom. When she startsremoving her dress, his hands stop her. “Let me do that. You’re leaving me tomorrow; I need to soak up everything about you and have my hands all over this body every second we have together.”
“I’m coming to Austin,” she utters.
“That’s a fact but I need as much of you as I can have until you do,” he says while lifting the hem of her maxi dress. When he pulls it off her body, his eyes take a slow, long journey of every inch of her beautiful body. The heat, lust, and appreciation in them warms her skin and causes her to blush.
God, how can I not be falling for him? The way he looks at me…damn,she thinks as she raises her hands to the back of his neck.
