Page 25 of Know Your Place

She nodded. “I hear you.”

A moan followed her words, and I knew she was close. I kept my pace slow and steady as I dipped down and kissed her sensually. Everything about tonight felt so intimate. Already, I craved for more moments like these. I still wanted the wild fucking and aggression we were used to. That would never get old. But this? This was something new for us to explore together, and that thought made me happy as hell. It gave me something to look forward to.

It didn’t take long for Icelynn’s juices to bless my dick, and I was right behind her. I had no shame in shooting her lil water park up. Before I rolled off her, I kissed her again, once on the forehead and once on her lips.

It took all my strength to get off her and go into the bathroom so I could grab some towels to clean us up, but I did it.

By the time I got back to the bed, Icelynn’s breathing had slowed, and she looked relaxed. I grinned as I cleaned her up. “Sleepy?”

“Very.”

I finished cleaning us both and discarded the towels onto the floor before I climbed into bed and cuddled against her.

“So, we go together now,” I said after a minute.

Icelynn’s brows crushed together. “Huh?”

I nodded sternly. “Yeah. You mine.”

I didn’t know I was going to say those words until I did, but I knew I meant them the moment they left my lips.

“I didn’t agree to that.”

I looked at her like she was crazy. “Yeah, you did.”

“When?” She cocked her head to the side.

“When you agreed to go on a date wit’ me. You think I’m takin’ a woman on a date who ain’t even mine? You lost ya damn mind, Juicy. We go together. Get used to it or get over it. Either way, you stuck wit’ me.”

Her mouth hung open. I took the opportunity to lean over and stick my tongue up in there. She tried to pull away, but I didn’t let up. After a second, she melted into the kiss. When I finally pulled away, she looked at me in confusion. “I don’t know, Beretta. Everyone around us says we’re toxic. You think that’ll go away if we become a couple?”

“No.” I shrugged. That didn’t matter at all to me. I liked how crazy Icelynn was about me, and I definitely wasn’t changing how I came behind her, so it really just was what it was.

She shook her head and chuckled softly. “This is a terrible idea.”

“I don’t care what you say. I’ma tell everyone you my girl. Matter of fact . . .” I grabbed my phone from the end of the bed where it landed when I took my clothes off.

“What are you doing?” Icelynn sat up in alarm, but I ignored her. I went to my social media platform and crafted a post. When I added the picture, Icelynn tried to snatch the phone away from me. “Beretta! You better not!”

“What?” I asked, confused. I glanced down at the post and smiled. It was a picture of Icelynn asleep in her bonnet. Her mouth hung open slightly, and she looked so peaceful. The caption read, This what I get to wake up to and go to sleep with every day for the rest of my life. She’s off the market, niggas, so beware and be careful. I didn’t see what the problem was. The caption was cute . . . Wasn’t that what women liked?

“When did you even take that picture?” she asked as she continued to reach for my phone, which I held away from her.

“I don’t know. A few months ago. It’s your contact photo too. Might make it my screen saver now that we go together,” I mused. Yeah, I was open to admit that I was obsessed with Icelynn now and that juicy hot box she got between her legs. Niggas was about to be sick of my ass. From here on out, it was all about her.

“Beretta! Stop!” she whined.

I ignored her. With one arm, I kept her at bay, and with the other, I posted the photo. I grinned. “There. Now we really official. Aw, damn. I forgot to tag you.” I tapped on my phone with my tongue poked out so I could go back and edit the post. Once it was done, I put my phone down and beamed at Icelynn, but a frown quickly overtook my features. Icelynn sat at the head of the bed with her arms crossed and a pout on her face with the sheet pulled up so it covered all her goodies. “Fuck wrong wit’ you?”

“I didn’t agree to that, Beretta. You didn’t even ask me how I felt.”

I scoffed. “I ain’t have to ask, Juicy. I know how you feel about me.”

“Yeah, but a relationship is a big step. I don’t know how to be a girlfriend.”

I rubbed her leg. “And you think I know what I’m doin’? Takin’ another person’s feelings into consideration just ain’t in my nature, but I know that’s somethin’ I gotta work on.”

She snorted. “You think?”