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“We lost my mother when we were young. My aunt took us in, but not too much after that, she landed herself in prison. We were young girls trying to make it, and I met someone. Aperson I thought would have been forever. I was young, but you know what I mean.”
“Devin?”
“No not him. We had broken up for a few months. We were kids, and of course, he was cheating. I should’ve known then.” I shook my head thinking of how I missed the red flag. I gauged him to see if he was still with me and he nodded. “With this new guy, things turned sour really fast. I had a lot on my shoulders because I was taking care of my sister as well as myself from what I was getting from him. He got abusive. I had to find a way out so when I saw the opening to get away, I took it. I ran, and my sister came with me. That’s how we landed in Michigan. I guess everything works out for a reason because at that very club we ended up meeting our best friend Satisa.”
“Things do work out for a reason,” he said flatly. His expression was neutral.
“Are you done?” I popped out of my chair, wanting to get away from that topic as soon as possible. I wanted to say so much more, but I couldn’t bring myself to it.
“Yeah, it was delicious. You keep cooking like that and you gone have my ass in the gym overtime.”
“Oh yeah I forgot you have to keep that pretty boy physique.” I raked the scraps in the trash and placed the dishes in the sink. I felt his body hover over me. I could feel his breath on my ear. “I ain’t close to a boy and I don’t need shit weighing me down at the wrong time.” I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth. I couldn’t help but notice that throughout the day, he was being more flirtatious than ever; he was finally ready to fold, I could tell. I could play on that ground all day. My pussy clenched with excitement.
“I can do the dishes. That’s the least I can do.”
“No. it’s okay. I got them. You’ve had a long day. I heard you talking to Remy about some things you needed to draw up tonight.”
“Look at you ear hustling.”
“I mean, you act like we weren’t in the same house when you said it.” I faced him with a smile, but it disintegrated as soon as I saw those lust-filled, sleepy eyes.
“You like that? Us being in the same space? Ever since I landed, shit got me feeling different. Naw, different ain’t the right word. It has me feeling more.”
“Uh, I was thinking about making a few things tonight that you can take to your crew tomorrow,” I said moving away from him.
He laughed letting me off the hook. “Take? You better sell it to they ass. I guess them bringing those extra eggs gone come in handy,” he was dead serious.
“I can’t believe I did that!” I don’t know how, but on the order, I thought I ordered one twenty-four-pack but ended up ordering five. “But no, I was just trying to help out. It seems like you guys are going to have some long days.”
“We are and long days means long money. They hourly and they can pay for it.”
“You really think people will pay for my food?”
“Hell yeah, they will! You need to stop sleeping on yourself. Everything I’ve tasted from you has been good as hell! You could probably pull it off with one night of cooking. Nah, fuck that not a night. A day maybe,” he corrected.
“Something to think about.” I was sold on the idea but wanted the conversation to continue.
“I’m going to step into the shower. I’ll be back.” He closed the conversation before I was ready and walked away. Again, the off-kilter rhythm he had threw me off. What I’d encountered in the past were men who would hover around me, talking all day. Prince wasn’t like that. I did not doubt how he felt or what he wanted. He just had this decisive way about his movements—even the smallest things. I wondered if that was natural or something that came after his addiction. What a story he had.
I finished washing the dishes and packing the food away. The kitchen looked just as pristine as when I first walked through the door. That was one thing I played no games about. I was going to have and keep a clean house.
Prince’s phone started to ring on the counter and I saw Rem’s name on the screen. I trotted down the hallway to the master bedroom, the phone still going off in my hand. When I stepped inside I still heard the shower running.Should I go inside?Considering it was Rem the call could have been significant. The decision was made for me when the phone stopped. I laid it on the bed, and I realized we didn’t discuss sleeping arrangements. Prince was purposeful and I knew that wasn’t a mistake. I sat on the bed, testing it for comfort, when my eyes swiveled to the corner of the room.
That pushed me to my feet. My hand traced another one of his signatures. I know what he said but curiosity was getting the best of me. Prince didn’t strike me as crazy but what if it was some weird shit going on that he didn’t want me to see? I had to make sure I was safe right?
“It’s probably nothing in there,” I whispered, and the two angels on my shoulders warred. If it was nothing why did he close it so fast? I pushed the button to reveal the door. I looked over my shoulder to make sure I still heard the shower running. The nerves had me sweating bullets. I placed my hand on thehandle and pushed it in. It was pitch black, so I ran to bed, picked up the phone, and hit the flashlight. I mean, I was in it now. There was no turning back. When I stepped one toe inside, I swiveled the phone to the right wall and found a light switch. I clicked it on. My mouth hit the floor. My body vibrated to its highest frequency. My breath got extremely short as my chest heaved up and down.
Though I had never seen this kind in particular, I knew exactly what they were. Restraints of many different sizes and shapes covered the wall. It had to at least be 100. Leather, linen, and even chain-like binds. He was crazy… and I liked it. I hadn’t even been to a sex store that had so many options. I mean, there were regular ones too, but most of them were specialized. I was so drawn to them. Most of them were leather. Binding devices that made me lose my breath. Then his words came back to me last night.Your hands would look so beautiful in something I made.My nipples drew into nubs. I rushed over to the wall to touch the ones within reach. The others were so high I couldn’t grab them.
I ran my hands along the outside. There was a brown one that mirrored the color of my skin that I pulled down. I rubbed my hand on the interior fabric. The silkiness of the feel made me want to surrender my hands to it. Then there it was. Prince’s signature on the right side etched into the leather. I slipped my right wrist into it, and when I tried to pull it back, it tightened around my wrist.Shit.The more I moved, the tighter it got. With my head down, I walked to the center of the room and stopped when I saw a wheel-shaped structure.
Was it a table? Its upright position didn’t make it seem so, but I saw what had to be a lever on the back of it. It was made of wood, but it looked smooth and splinter-free. I could see straps on each side that had to be meant for hands and feet. Feelings ofexcitement, anxiety, and jealousy swarmed me. Was this why he was holding himself back sexually? Well, Prince didn’t know me because I was down with all of this shit. But, right now I needed to get my ass out of this room and get this off my wrist.
“You hardheaded.” Prince snuck up behind me, and I jumped out of my skin.
I closed my eyes and started apologizing. “I’m sorry. I never should have come in here without your permission. You said—"
“Do you trust me?” he asked, cutting my words short. He walked in front of me. There was a towel draped around his waist, but the meaty mass was tenting it higher and higher by the second. Damn, that looked good enough to swallow. Yes, that was exactly what I would do with it. Gag on it until tears ran down my cheeks. Spit on it until it spit on me. “Up here, Le. Do you trust me?” he called my eyes back to him. I nodded, swarmed by urgency. He reached for me, and his hand went to the base of my neck, and I felt a jolt. He traced his thumb across my lips, and my mouth opened slightly. When I tried to suck it into my mouth, his hand went around my throat.
