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Diric sat in his car watching the door of Dairy Queen. He had found out where Jenise worked. He wasn’t sure what time she got off, but when he pulled up at noon, she was there. He called Carolyn, and she pulled up with her boyfriend in the car. So shewouldn’t get antsy while she waited, Diric gave her a rock, and she sat right in the car and smoked it. Heroin was his specialty, but she smoked crack, so he made sure to get her some. They had been waiting more than an hour, and he was about ready to tell Carolyn to go in and get her when Jenise exited the restaurant. She walked off to the side of the building, so she could smoke a cigarette. He pulled out his phone to record, and Carolyn hopped out of the car with a bat in her hand.

She ran up on Jenise and caught her off guard, cracking her in the arm with the bat like she was swinging at a baseball for real. Diric cringed. Her damn arm had to be broke after that. Carolyn didn’t let up. She swung the bat again and cracked Jenise in the leg. The girl’s legs buckled, but she didn’t fall. Carolyn dropped the bat, maced her and then went ape shit on Jenise. She was beating her ass bad as hell when two of Jenise’s co-workers tried to break the fight up. By the time they succeeded, Jenise’s nose was leaking blood. Diric wanted her shit to look as bad as Raven’s did, but the beating that she’d gotten would be enough. Jenise could barely walk. The bat had done some damage to her ass.

Diric pulled off with Carolyn’s boyfriend close behind him. They drove to a nearby gas station where he paid her for her services. Raven had been down about her face and the pain that she was in, and he hoped the video would make her feel better. He hadn’t even fucked Raven, but he rocked with her heavy. When he arrived at her house, he used the key that she had given him to get in. Her bruised ribs made getting up off the couch or out of bed painful. Three days had passed since she’d been attacked, and Raven was still very sore. With warm baths and her pain medication, she was managing. When Diric entered the house, Raven was sitting on her couch dressed in cheetah print pajama shorts and a matching top. There was a bottle ofHennessey on her coffee table along with a shot glass. Diric raised one eyebrow.

“You in here getting lit before two in the afternoon?”

“Yeap,” Raven answered in a dry tone. “Most depressed people drink or do drugs and with these sore ass ribs, I don’t want anybody’s blunt.” She was irritated and not in a good mood.

Her pain medication kept her drowsy and after three days of being in bed, she was tired of sleeping. Raven prayed that in another three or four days she’d be able to go and check on her business. Her eye still looked hideous, but she could wear shades. She was the boss but missing that much time from her place of business didn’t sit well with her. And she was pissed that she had to cancel three lash appointments. Diric sat down beside her, pulled out his phone, and pulled up the video. He held it in front of her face, and Raven took the phone from him. It took her a second to figure out what she was watching, but once she saw Jenise’s ass get hit with a bat, she was all in.

Raven watched the two minute attack with a smile on her face. The crackhead whooping on Jenise was so ‘bout it that Jenise didn’t get one hit in. The hoe was blinded and in pain. Her second time getting some shit sprayed in her eyes. Raven wouldn’t care if the hoe went blind. “That’s what her ass gets,” Raven felt a sense of joy. “It should have been three of them. Let her see what it feels like to get jumped. I can’t wait to heal and catch that hoe. On my mama, she got to see me. Can you pour me another shot?”

Diric looked over at her. “You were pouring them just fine before I got here.”

Raven kissed her teeth. “And? You’re here now, so I shouldn’t have to lean forward.”

“You’re right. Damn.”

“And I want food. Can you go get me something?”

“I’ll be glad when you beat that chick’s ass ‘cus you been grumpy as hell lately. You can’t get no D, but you want me to eat your ass?”

Raven erupted into laughter at the way he asked the question. “You tweakin’.”

“I’m dead ass serious. You want some head?” Diric couldn’t believe he was asking her that shit. He was offering to eat her out, and he hadn’t even had the box yet. He really had to like her ass. Diric wasn’t even the biggest fan of eating pussy. He would if he really liked a female. Actually, the only girl he’d ever eaten was his son’s mother. But, he felt like Raven wasn’t the type that he’d regret eating. She always smelled good, so he doubted she had poor hygiene. There were plenty females that Diric would never hit raw let alone put his mouth on. He didn’t play that shit.

Raven was feeling the three shots that she had consumed. “I mean I guess. If you’re offering.”

Her and Diric stared at each other for a few seconds, then she leaned in and kissed him. He parted her lips with his tongue, and they shared an intimate moment. He tasted the henny off her tongue, and she placed her hand on his hard abs. Diric stood up and removed her pajama shorts and her panties. Her pussy wasn’t completely bald. She had a lil’ landing strip. Diric kissed the inside of her thigh, and the scent of shea butter crept into his nose. He really couldn’t believe what he was about to do. He was ‘bout to eat some pussy and not even be able to get any afterwards. He wasn’t even getting his dick sucked. Yeah, Raven had to be special.

Diric licked her center slowly. Up and down. Then he circled over her clit with his tongue before lightly pulling on it. Diric sucked like it was piece of candy, and Raven sucked in a sharp breath. She almost regretted it because the pain in her chest reminded her that her ribs were far from healed. She made the effort to breathe normally while enjoying the feeling of Diric’stongue on her most sensitive parts. The henny in her system had her feeling slightly dizzy, but in a good way. This was the best thing that had happened to her in days. Diric moaned into her pussy, and she wished she could fuck him.

He sucked and slurped on her and soon, she felt her clit pulsating. “Diric,” she moaned his name and gripped her thighs. Her nails dug into the flesh of her leg as he sucked her into an orgasm. Raven held her breath, so she wouldn’t hurt herself. Fireworks went off inside her body while her eyes were squeezed shut.

“Got my dick all hard and shit,” Diric mumbled as he came up to kiss her.

Raven giggled because he really looked mad. “Put it in. Just be easy,” she warned.

“Really?” he raised one eyebrow.

“Yeah. My ribs are bruised not my pussy. Just go slow. I don’t have to move.”

“Say less.” The way he rushed out of his clothes made her giggle. She had never seen anyone so anxious to get the pussy.

He undressed and put the condom on. Raven looked up at his sexy ass. Then she looked down at his dick. It wasn’t huge, but it was far from small, and something told her that Diric knew how to use that muhfucka. A man’s dick didn’t have to be huge to satisfy Raven. She didn’t know what kind of pussy other females had, but she was cool with average sized dicks. Diric climbed in between her legs and entered her slowly. He glanced down at her to make sure he wasn’t hurting her. When she bit her bottom lip, he placed a kiss on the corner of her mouth and eased into her deeper. Raven wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned to the feeling of him moving slowly in and out of her.

She hadn’t even really had the time to grieve and process the end of her relationship with Xander. From the moment he got shot, Diric had entered her life like a thief in the night andtaken her through a whirlwind of emotions. Some of them bad and some of them good. Raven had never met a man like Diric before. She couldn’t say that he’d never hurt her. A man that she loved and was loyal to betrayed her in the biggest way, so anything was possible. Rather than overthinking, she was just going to enjoy whatever was going on with her and Diric for however long it might last.

“This shit good,” he whispered before kissing her again.

The slow way that he was massaging her walls made the moment sensual. It almost felt as if they were making love and when they came together, that shit took Raven’s breath away. He was one of a kind for sure. She had already been attacked behind dealing with him, and that wasn’t even enough to make her leave him alone.

CHAPTER 16

For a second,Canyon really thought his mind was playing tricks on him. Seeing Cheyenne standing on his porch dressed in a blue sweatsuit with her hair going back in cornrows had him feeling like he was tripping. But she was there in the flesh.

“All the money you kicked out when I first got charged worked. It didn’t work right away because it wouldn’t have looked good if I walked, but I’ve done more than half the time I was sentenced to. I was a model inmate, and I never got in trouble. My maximum was ten years, and the minimum was seven. I’m two months shy of seven years. My lawyer was able to get me out with three years on probation.”