I managed to smile despite his situation. From the look of things he didn’t have any major injuries. His nose had stopped bleeding of course and the mild bruising on his face didn’t take away from his features.
“Really? Well, I’m just glad you’re okay.” I smiled back. “Uh, I have to go. I hear they’re discharging you tomorrow.”
“They are, so can I have your number?” He asked boldly. “I’d love to keep in touch with you.”
As fine as he was, I knew that would be a bad idea.
“I’m sorry, but I’m in a relationship and you would definitely be a temptation,” I admitted.
“Wow,” he said with a disappointed look on his face. “I thought we’d connected. We had a connection when we first met and we do now. It’s a reason I slammed into your Mercedes today.”
The anxious look in his eyes made me flinch.
“It just happened Pierre. I’m glad that you’re okay, but I have to go.”
He grabbed my hand in a gentle, yet firm grip.
“Please stay,” he pleaded with those sexy eyes. “I don’t have anyone here in the States.”
“What about your girlfriend…”
“Nicki and I aren’t together anymore.”
I couldn’t stand that little stick figure Victoria Secret’s Model. She was Australian with blonde hair and blue eyes.
“Ohhh…ok…” I cleared my throat and sat back down.
“Besides, I prefer curvier women anyway,” he said with a smile that displayed a sexy dimple in his left cheek.
I couldn’t help but smile back, because I was damn sure curvy. Then I thought about Ahmad.
“I’ll stay for a little while, but I do have a man and it wouldn’t be a good look if the paparazzi caught me leaving.”
Pierre didn’t take his penetrating eyes off me. “I already know about your man and I don’t care about that.”
“I’m starting to wonder if you ran into my car on purpose.” I laughed, but he didn’t.
“Either that, or it was meant to happen,” he stated as he stared up at me in longing
I cleared my throat. “I’m in a relationship.”
He smiled. “You don’t have to keep saying that. I’m aware of the fact mon cherie.”
Did he just call me his sweetheart in French? Damn that accent.
We started talking some more and we got on the subject of having children. I couldn’t recall how.
“That was why Nicki and I broke up. She was ready for children and marriage and I wasn’t. I mean, she wasn’t really my type. I liked her and we were dating, but like I said before, I like my women a little more…exotic and with some weight on them. I do want kids one day. Maybe when I’m in my mid-thirties and after I do the things I want to do, I’ll be ready for fatherhood. Why rush it you know?” He asked with a shrug of his shoulders.
Oh how I knew. He just didn’t know how close I was to that very dilemma.
“Hmm, yeah. I understand that. Everything in due time,” I agreed trying my best not to keep staring at his fine ass.
Ohh, it was too damn hard.
As I tried to ignore my physical attraction to him, he continued to talk.
“I’m really hoping to get used to being on this side of the pond. It’s kind of like a culture shock in a way.” He let out a chuckle.
“Hmm. I love France. Do you go home often?” I asked remembering when Maurice and I had gone to France. We French kissed at the top of the Eiffel Tower. As doggish as he was, it was a romantic trip.
“I’ve been home a couple times. My folks love the States, so they’ve visited as well, but for the most part, I’m alone.”
The look on his face made my heart go out to him. “Well, maybe you need to make some friends. My…” I cleared my throat. “My boyfriend Ahmad is close to your age. Maybe the two of you can hang out. I have a few girlfriends I can introduce you to.”
He gave me an intense glare. “No thanks, I’m interested in you. Not your boyfriend, or your girlfriends for that matter.”
I took in a big gulp and gave him a wide eyed look. It was probably not a good idea for me to stay there, but it was like I was plastered to my seat. There was no way I was going to risk my relationship for a simple physical lust. Besides, the man was in a hospital bed. There should not have been anything sexy about that, but he was still sexy as hell. After all that I had been through with Ahmad, Pierre wasn’t worth it.
As I stood up I let him know that I had to leave. “Look. I really do have to go Pierre. Uh...”
“I apologize if I offended you…really,” he said quickly as he pleaded for me to stay with his gorgeous eyes.
Instead of giving in that time, I stuck by my guns. “I’m sorry Pierre, but I really do have to leave. Maybe I’ll see you again. Take care of yourself,” I said sincerely.
He nodded and then pursed his lips together. “Okay and you will see me again. I’ll make sure of that.”
I didn’t turn back around as I left his room. When I got outside there were reporters bombarding me with questions.
“Was Pierre under the influence?” A short, blonde haired woman asked thrusting a microphone in my face.
I brushed right past her and the rest of the media mob before rushing to my Range. Once I was buckled in I high tailed out of there. There was no way I was going to be suddenly connected to Pierre. The sound of my phone ringing made me reach inside my purse to answer it. It was Ahmad.
“What’s going on Seandra?” He asked sounding all angry and shit.
“What do you mean what’s going on?” I asked surprised by his tone.
“I just saw the news. Pierre, the model ran into your car today and you were at the hospital. Why?” He asked.
“Baby, that shit was random.” I sighed and then explained further. “He lives a few miles down the road. On his way home he had a seizure because he’s epileptic. I followed him to the hospital to make sure that he was okay. It’s no biggie. He’s fine and I’m on the way home. It isn’t like I knew him before now.” I let out a nervous laugh following the little lie I had told.
He cleared his throat. “I’m on my way to your house.” His voice was stern, but I sensed some insecurity.
“Baby, it was nothing. I promise,” I reassured him that Pierre was not an issue. “Damn, don’t you trust me?”
“Yes honey, I trust you. See you soon,” he said and hung up.
I just shook my head as I placed my cell in the cup holder. There was just something about Ahmad that was starting to get under my skin lately. It was like he had was trying desperately to hold on to me. Pierre wasn’t a threat to our relationship, but for some reason he thought he was. As much as I thought I wanted him at first, I was starting to question my feelings. Was Ahmad really the man for me?
* * *
When I got home Ahmad’s car was already parked in front of my house. I let out a breath before turning the car off. He had a key, so I knew that he was inside. I parked in the garage and went inside to face the music. As I closed the door behind me, I could smell the sweet fragrance of roses. The scent was so strong and I realized why when I saw my living room full or red roses.
I couldn’t help but smile. “Baby,” I gushed.
“They were just delivered,” he grinned. “You wasn’t here, so I figured I’d run over to make sure you got them.”
“They’re beautiful,” I said looking around in amazement. There had to be at least two hundred roses arranged in beautiful vases
“Not nearly as beautiful as you are,” he said as he slowly walked over to me. When he was finally in front of me he cupped my chin in his strong hand and leaned over to kiss me.
I closed my eyes feeling the sparks that still existed between us. Pierre was a distant memory.
“Now, there was something I didn’t get to do earlier,” he said in a deeply seductive voice.
“What’s that?” I asked as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
He lifted me up off my feet and I wrap
ped my legs around his back.
“I was so busy trying to feel you that I didn’t taste you first. Can I taste you now?” He stared into my eyes as he asked. The look on his face was intense and full of undeniable passion.
“Do you think I’m going to say no?” I asked before I kissed him deeply.
“Even if you did I was gonna eat that pussy anyway.” He softly kissed my neck and carried me up the stairs.
Chapter 7
Renell
My heart was still beating a mile a minute when the police arrived. Brock had been the hero of the day. He and Grady had wrestled with the gun, but fortunately the bullets had hit Grady when it went off and not Brock. When Grady’s body hit the floor we were all relieved. Brock immediately untied everybody as I called 911.
“Are you okay?” Brock asked me with a look of concern on his face.
They had already wheeled Grady’s body away and everyone had been questioned and released. I was on the way to my car on shaky legs. All I wanted to do was get home to my son and fiancé. Just knowing that I was alive at the moment was enough to make me believe that God was real. The way I saw it, I should’ve been dead.
“Yes, considering what happened I am more than okay. Thank you so much Brock. You risked your life for us.” I was really grateful and didn’t know how to repay him.
He nodded. “I had to do something,” he said. “You drive home safely now.”
“I will,” I said before heading toward my black Navigator. I had traded the Escalade in.
Once I was in the driver’s seat, I pulled out my phone to call Ricky. Resean was at home with the nanny and my next call would be to check on him. When I heard Ricky’s voice I busted into tears.
“Nell, what’s wrong?” He asked. “What is it baby? Talk to me.”
“Ricky, I’m just so glad to hear your voice baby,” I sobbed. “Are you at the office?”
“Yes, but I’m about to be on my way home. I have the feeling you need me right now,” he said knowingly.
I closed my eyes and tried to calm down. “Okay,” I breathed “I do…I do need you. I’ll tell you all about it when you get home.”
“Are you going to be alright baby? Why don’t we talk until you get there? I can tell that something happened, but if you want to wait to tell me about it, that’s fine. Let’s talk about something else for now. Okay?”
I agreed with a nod like he could see me as I started the SUV’s ignition. “Okay.”
* * *
Of course by the time I got home the situation with Grady was all over the news. It was the hottest thing smoking next to the story of Pierre hitting Seandra’s car after having an epileptic seizure. That was all trending right along with the story of Dean’s appeal. Damn, it was always something.
Ricky rubbed my feet as I sat on the sofa with Resean in my arms. He was asleep, but I couldn’t bear to put him down.
“Do you want me to put him in his crib baby?” Ricky asked in a gentle voice.
“No,” I said as I held my baby boy close to my chest. “I want you and him right here with me.”
“I’m so sorry that happened to you sweetheart. I wish I had been there to protect you from that coward.”
I looked down at my man thanking God for giving me one more chance to have a life with my family. “I’m glad you weren’t there.”
“How’s your father doing?” He asked trying to change the subject.
“He’s home now. We were all supposed to do dinner tomorrow, but with everything that’s going on, we postponed it until the weekend. Instead of Diva’s Day we’re doing dinner with the folks.”
“Glad your old man’s doing better.”
“Hmm, me too.”
“How’s Seantay taking the news of Dean getting a new trial? I know she had some problems with him in the past.”
“Not good. She says she knows that he’s guilty and takes it very personally that he’s getting a new trial. I just hope that young woman is okay after having to go through the trauma again.” I shook my head.
Ricky let out a sigh. “Everything is going to be fine baby. We’re getting married in two months and then we’re going to finally take that vacation we both need so badly.”
I thought about leaving my baby and my heart sank. There was no way I could leave him after what happened. Ricky gave me a look that told me he could read my mind. That was one of those things that let me know that we were soul mates.
“Baby, Resean will be well taken care of,” he said kneading and rubbing the soles of my feet like a masseuse.
“I just don’t feel right leaving him Rick. You know he’s my first child. I’m going to be protective,” I explained.
“He’s my first and only child too Nell and I do understand that. Believe me. If you want we can take him with us. Would that make you feel better?”
I smiled at the love of my life. “I’ll think about it babe. I mean, who knows how I’ll feel in a couple months right? Who takes a child on their honeymoon?”
He laughed. “Paranoid parents of an only child.”
I couldn’t help but laugh too. “Yeah. I guess you’re right. I’m really paranoid now.”
“Well, just think about it because either way, we’re going to Fiji.”
I closed my eyes and thought about the beautiful, clear turquoise water and white sand. I was from Miami, but Fiji’s beaches were on a whole different level of exquisite.
“I’m so ready baby,” I said breathlessly. “Mmm, that feels soooo good.”
He was still giving my feet the rejuvenation they needed.
“I want to do something else to your body, but you won’t put Resean in the crib.”
I rolled my eyes at his obvious set up. “Babe,” I whined as I buried my nose in my baby’s sweet smelling neck. I just loved his fragrant, baby powder scent.
“He will be just fine baby. Let me put him in the crib so I can please you. You deserve it my love.”
I reluctantly put Resean in his outstretched arms and waited for him to lay him down in his crib. When Ricky returned, I had an empty feeling. He held me in his arms and soothingly whispered in my ear.
“Relax baby. I’m going to make sure that nothing ever happens to you or our son.”
I nodded wanting to feel like he could protect us, but something told me that some things were just beyond his control.
“Why don’t we just take advantage of the fact that our son is down for a little while. It’s not like we get to enjoy each other that often now,” he added as he softly nibbled on my earlobe.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations that were traveling up and down my spine. Maybe making love to my man would get my mind off of what had happened earlier. When he leaned over to kiss me passionately, I didn’t hesitate to grab the back of his head as I kissed him back.
He suddenly pulled away and stared into my eyes. “Damn, I love you.” His voice was husky and breathless.
“I love you too Ricky,” I uttered with a moan as his hand traveled up my shirt to my already hardened nipple.
As he pinched and twisted it gently, I could feel myself getting wet. When he dipped his head low and took my sensitive nipple into his warm mouth, my body shuddered with desire.
“Damn,” I whispered as his moist, hot tongue traveled down to my belly button.
He stared up at me as he got down on his knees and removed my soaked panties. Once they were out of the way he put them up to his nose for a sniff. The look on his face let me know that my aroma was his arousal.
“Mmm, you always smell so good baby,” he said spreading my thighs. His hands held them firmly in place as he moved down to clasp my erect clitoris between his soft lips.
His tongue softly flickered across it before he used it along with his lips to suckle ever so gently. I grabbed his head and watched as he pleased me to no end.
“Ahhh…yes…like that Ricky…ohhh baby,” I moaned sexily while he stared up at me.
He liked to watch when he at
e me out and when we made love. It was something really erotic about seeing the faces that your lover makes when you’re giving them the business. Hmm, my man was definitely putting it down and I couldn’t contain my reactions.
“Mmmm mmm mmm…so sweet…,” he let out a few moans of his own as he really started to get into it.
When he had me spread eagle and his face was literally buried in my pussy, I couldn’t take it anymore. He kept slurping my clit over and over and was literally devouring my pussy.
“Rick, I’m about to…” My leg started to shake and my whole body flushed.
“You taste so good,” he said in a sexy raspy voice.
One of his hands was cupping my ass and the other one was three fingers deep inside me. He went back to licking, sucking and slurping and my body was trembling with orgasmic spasms.
“Shiiiiiitttt!!! Ahhh…fuck…yessss Rick…ohhhh…mmmm.” After I came he didn’t let up. He just kept right on eating me out all good and I just laid there and let him take me there over and over again.
By the time he was done my body felt as light as a feather and relaxed. Damn, I had really needed that shit.
“Oh my God….damn…” I was out of breath when he kissed my lips.
“You taste so good. I didn’t want to stop,” he said between kisses.
“Mmmm, now it’s my turn.” I licked my lips as I went for the bulge in his pants.
He smiled and caressed my face lovingly. “You’re the sexiest woman in the whole world. You know that?”
I pulled his nice, thick dick out and stared at the tip. He was already hard as hell and as I took him into my mouth the sound of Resean’s piercing cry interrupted us.
“Fuck!” Ricky cursed with a disappointed look on his face.
I immediately stood up and put my panties back on.
“I’ll take care of you after he settles back down baby. I promise,” I said as I bolted up the stairs.
Ricky just stood there with his hard dick still pointing straight ahead.
“Well, guess I might as well put this thing away,” he mumbled.
I couldn’t help but laugh.
* * *
When I went into the office the next day, things seemed to be pretty much back to normal. Still, the tension from the previous day’s events was apparent in the air. None of us really wanted to talk about it, so we didn’t. We just went on with the daily tasks that were at hand. My plan was to let everyone off for the day, but they weren’t having it. They all insisted on coming to work despite what had happened. Talk about dedication. I didn’t plan to be there for long, but I wanted to personally show Brock my gratitude.
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