Page 35 of Buy Back My Love

Before long, I had more product and cash than I had places to keep it, and that was how the shit ended up in the walls of her shop. The contractor I paid to hide everything was the only other person who knew it was there. After Lee got arrested, that nigga disappeared and his whole business disappeared right along with him. I hadn’t seen or heard from his ass since.

I pushed that out of my head and started going through Lee’s phone. There wasn’t much in it yet, just a couple pictures of her nails, some of her braids, and a few pictures of Anika posing in front of the Benz. What threw me off was that I didn’t see a single picture of Lee herself. Before she went in, that girl stayed taking pictures. Hair done, nails done, laying around the house in one of my shirts, it didn’t matter. Her camera roll used to be full of her face.

Before I could think too hard about it, I heard the shower cut off. I put the phone back on the charger exactly where I found it and laid back against the headboard. A drawer opened in the bathroom, then I heard her moving around in there for another minute before the door finally opened.

Lee walked out butt naked with her braids wrapped up in a silk scarf. I’d seen her plenty of times during visits, but them prison uniforms never really showed me how much weight she’d lost. She was smaller everywhere now, her waist narrower and some of the softness gone from her hips and thighs. Her face had thinned out too, making them big dark eyes stand out even more beneath her thick brows. Same full lips, same warm-brown skin, just a little less softness in her cheeks than I remembered. Even that chip in her front tooth couldn’t change the fact that she was still fine as hell to me.

She took a couple steps into the room before she noticed me stretched across her bed and damn near jumped out her skin.

“What the fuck you still doing in my house?” she yelled.

I stayed right where I was. “Waiting on you to come to bed. I been waiting on you all day.”

Lee stared at me like she couldn’t believe I had the nerve. “Like I waited on you to come back all night.”

I almost smiled because I already knew what time she was on. My baby was pissed, and I couldn’t even blame her.

“I told you I had work.”

She turned toward her dresser and started pulling open drawers. “What bitch house you had to drop it off at?”

I watched her snatch through her clothes, still standing there naked like she wasn’t giving me exactly what I wanted. “Why you rushing to put clothes on? I been waiting five years to see that pussy.”

Lee looked back over her shoulder. “Nigga, fuck you. I’m hungry, sleepy, and my head hurt. I ain’t got time for your shit.”

“I’m hungry too.” I got off the bed and started toward her. “Let me eat that pussy.”

Lee stopped digging through the drawer and turned all the way around before pointing between her legs. “I ain’t had a proper shave in five years, and me and you both know you ain’t finna eat no hairy-ass pussy.”

“Come here, Lee.”

She ain’t move an inch. Just stood there naked, looking at me like she already knew I wasn’t about to listen to shit she said.

“If I have to come get you, it’s gonna be worse on you,” I warned her.

She still didn’t tell me to stop when I came toward her, and when I got close enough, she grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me in. I caught her around the waist and tossed her onto the bed. Lee squealed when she hit the mattress, but before she could sit back up and start cussing me out, I was already between her legs.

She could talk all that shit she wanted to, but her body ain’t give a damn about none of it. Her hands grabbed at the sheets while I held her thighs open, and it didn’t take long before she was moving against my mouth. Even after all that time apart, I still knew exactly what she liked, and apparently five years hadn’t changed that.

“Fuck, JB.”

Her whole body tightened before she came, her legs closing around my head while she tried to catch her breath.

“That’s it, baby,” I told her, keeping my mouth on her while she came down. “I missed how that pussy taste. You hear me? I missed it so damn much.”

By the time I came back up over her, neither one of us was thinking about being tired or hungry anymore. Lee wrapped her arms around me, and shit heated up fast from there. But right when I shifted between her legs to take it farther, she planted both hands against my chest.

“Wait.”

I stopped and looked down at her. “What?”

“There are condoms in the bathroom.”

I stared at her like she had lost her damn mind. “Don’t play with me, Lee. We ain’t never used a condom in our lives. Plus, you owe me a son.”

Her face changed immediately. “Nigga, I already gave up five years of my life for you. I don’t owe you shit.”

I couldn’t even argue with that.