“Yeah, it’ll be better if you kick his slimy ass to the curb.”
“Byyyee, Chrissy.”
I end the call without waiting for her to reply, and I move into the kitchen to clean up our dinner. I glance over my shoulder to see Chaos still on his call, and I wonder what it is about. I’m ready for all this to end, and I’m hoping that the three of us can be a good family.
Chaos was so good with Jagged and Bell’s kids yesterday. He surprised me, taking on the opportunity to cook for them when he hadn’t been asked to, and then turning around helping with homework was the cherry on top. He even remembered his manners when Jagged’s parents showed up. I forgot he used to say “yes, ma’am,” “yes, sir,” “no, ma’am,” and “no, sir,” all the time when we were growing up.
It’s funny how I went from trying to find ways to escape, and all I want now is to be under him. I think back to my conversation with Chrishanna, and I wonder if Ben is looking for me. Two weeks have gone by without me hearing from him.
I want to believe that he’s worried about me, but if he hasn’t reached out to Chrishanna, then I don’t know what to think. Shewas the only one in my life, besides Ms. Christina, who knew about him.
I turn my gaze back to Chaos on the balcony where he is still on his call. A familiar face comes on the TV and jerks my attention away from Chaos. I rush into the living room to grab the remote so that I can turn up the volume.
“Police are looking for this man in the assault of Senator Benjamin Starling’s assistant, Emmanuel Tennison. Police say that if you have seen the man or have any information on his whereabouts, please dial the number below. Do not approach him, as he is a person of interest in the assault case. Mr. Tennison is awake now and talking with police about the attack. In their investigation, police have cleared popular podcaster, Charisma Cofield.
“Ms. Cofield was originally a person of interest in the assault case against Mr. Tennison because she was the last person seen with him. She was stated to have gone missing the day of the attack. She has not been visible on social media, but sources say that she is staying with close relatives, and she is safe.”
They flash the man’s photo on the screen again, and I thank God that it isn’t Chaos or any member of the MC.
Chaos steps inside right as the segment ends.
“Oh my God! Chaos, they have cleared my name in the case against Emmanuel, and they have another person they’re looking for; it’s a man.”
“Yeah, I know. I heard.”
“When?”
“Just now. That’s what we were on the phone discussing.”
“Do you think it’s real, or are they trying to trap me?”
“No, it’s legit. We’re about to bring this entire thing down on its head. Pretty soon, you won’t have to worry about hiding outanymore. You can be free to roam about again,” he professes, gripping my ass and squeezing it as he pulls me closer.
“Yeah?” I whisper, going up on my tiptoes to kiss his soft lips.
“Hell yeah,” he replies in that deep, sexy voice that I love.
He bumps his soft lips into mine before he presses deeper. He sucks on mine, and I moan as my panties grow wet. I want to service him tonight.
We are standing at the doorway of the balcony, but I don’t care. From all that I have seen, no one is around here anyway. I pull back from the kiss, drop to my knees, and pull his basketball shorts down as I go.
“You got a license to carry that thang, girl? You’d better be careful with this deadly weapon, or you might shoot your eye out.”
“It’s a good thing that it’s going straight into my mouth then, huh?” I plop his dick right into my mouth, keeping my gaze trained on him.
He pulls back and out. “Are you sure you can handle this? I feel like fucking like crazy.”
I wink and close my hands around him again. I draw Chaos into my mouth. I savor the taste of him as I rub his balls gently with both hands.
His head drops back just a little, and his lids grow heavy with lust. He pulls his bottom lip into his mouth, biting down on it. Deep furrows draw themselves between the groove of his brows, and his hips wind themselves in a deep circle.
“Girl, you gon’ fuck around and get that throat fucked up really good. Watchu know ’bout sucking this dick?”
I swirl my tongue around his shaft before I hollow my jaws and deep throat him.
“Aww fuck, Charisma,” he whimpers.
He screws his face up, and I can tell that he’s fighting to hold on. My hands grip his thighs, and I dig my nails into his fleshlightly. He pumps harder and faster, and my thoughts venture just a little. Not enough to let him know that I’m distracted, but just enough for me to wonder how he feels about me.
