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“I came here to tell you that we can’t do this,” she said.

“Then tell me.” I kissed her lips, and she moved her head.

“I just did.”

“Look up at me and say it. Tell me you don’t want me touchin’ you again.”

She looked at me. “I don’t want you touching me anymore.”

“Yet you haven’t moved. You like this shit just as much as me.” I kissed her again.

“It’s hard to move when you got me pinned to a wall, Meek. So, move, and I’ll walk home.”

I didn’t move. Kyenna looked at my chest and back up at me. She placed her hands against my chest and thought she was going to just push me away. I grabbed her wrist and placed her hands above her head and kissed her ass before she could fuss. Every bit of frustration we had thrown at each other ended up in that kiss. Whatever argument we were having died right there. I didn’t think we would make it upstairs, so I picked her ass up and took her to the den and slicked her ass right out them tight ass jeans she called herself putting on. I licked my lips because I was able to see her pretty pussy in full this time.

“This muthafucka so pretty. All I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout is you. I don’t kno’ where this shit gon’ go, but I’ll never do anything to fuck this up.”

She opened her mouth to say something. Knowing her, she was about to say what she couldn’t do, so I ate her pussy to shut her up. As she was shaking, I pulled my sweats down and slapped my hard dick on her glistening wet pussy before slowly sliding that bitch in her tight ass pussy. In my head, I knew I had taken this shit too far with her. We were too far gone this time. Kyenna scratched my back and moaned my name. The sound of her voice and her wetness would make any man lose their damn mind. Nikki was completely gone out of my mind. As I stroked her, I just kept telling myself that I was going to kill Lloyd the next time he got close to her. And when I nutted in her, I knew for sure I was going to lose my shit if she even looked at another nigga the way she was looking at me right now.

We both stayed in position for a minute until Kyenna pushed me to let her up. I could tell the guilt had left her because she wasn’t panicking like before. She grabbed her jeans and shirt.

“Where you goin’?”

“I’m going home, Meek.”

“You can’t stay?”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to stay. You got what you wanted and so did I.”

“Damn, you brushin’ me off like my shit was trash.”

“No, it was great.”

“Fuck are you rushin’ off for then?”

“I’m not doing this while you run back and forth with Nikki like nothing is happening.”

“Man, I’ll handle that.”

“And if you come around me acting jealous over Lloyd while you’re still with her, I’m going to embarrass the fuck out of you.”

“Man, fuck all that. Come here.

I snatched her ass up and took her upstairs and fucked the shit out of her, making sure her ass was going to be left with marks on her skin and a tender pussy.

CHAPTER 23

KYENNA

The problem with owning Royal Flush was that everybody assumed I wanted to talk about Royal Flush. I had been standing near the entrance for damn near twenty minutes, and in that short amount of time two vendors had stopped me. One of our regulars wanted to know when we were bringing back the celebrity poker tournament. Then another man I had never met before a day in my life tried to pitch me an idea for a cigar company because he saw my name attached to the business. By the time I made it to my office, I was over people. I kicked my heels off under the desk and opened my laptop. The morning numbers were already in my email, and my operations manager had highlighted the only two things that actually needed my attention. Everything else was running exactly the way it was supposed to. Months ago, that would’ve made me uncomfortable. Now, I appreciated not having to put my hands on every little thing. I was halfway through reviewing a new vendor contract when Grif knocked on the open door.

“Your lawyer is here for you.”

“Did he say what he wanted?”

“Nah, he just asked if you were here.”

“Send him up,” I said.