by A'zayler
Hurt? Who told him she was hurt? She was angry and downright fucking devastated. Hurt wasn’t even a strong enough word to be in the same room as her broken heart was right then. It was actually an insult to the magnitude of pain she was enduring.
“East, you’re not going to leave me. I’m telling you that now.” He stepped to her and grabbed both of her hands. She let him. “All of this was stupid.”
East said nothing.
“I’m so sorry.”
“Whatever, Killian,” East mumbled into his shoulder when he pulled her in for a hug.
East’s mind was all over the place as she stood in his embrace. She’d spent so much time trying to get over Jesse and the way he cheated on her, and the last thing she wanted to do was subject her heart to that type of mistreatment again. It would be careless, dangerous, and crazy. Crazy… that was something she was becoming more and more acquainted with these days.
11.Let’s Get Back to Each Other
“You did what?” Onyx asked again for clarification.
“I told her I fucked Sheena.”
“What the hell you do that for?”
Killian walked down the hallway toward Yeshi’s room with a bag of food in one hand and his phone in the other. He and East had been in Nevada for the past week, and Yeshi still hadn’t woken up. Killian had already told East that if he hadn’t awakened by the weekend, they would medivac him to Georgia so they could keep an eye on him there.
Yeshi was one his best friends, and he’d never leave him out to dry when he needed him the most, but Killian had a business to run. He’d already had the nurses checking into the necessary steps and prices. That way, he could cover the costs and get it done.
It had been a long, quiet week with East not really giving him the time of day, but he’d managed. She had been quiet most of the time, even during sex. She hadn’t denied him, but she sure as hell didn’t offer him much intimacy during the act.
“I know it sounds dumb, but with the type of woman that Sheena is, she would have hung that shit over my head for the rest of my life threatening to tell East.” Killian knew that to be a fact. “On top of that, I didn’t want to give her any type of leverage on East. She’d use that to her full advantage, but if East already knows, then Sheena can’t ever say nothing she’s not ready for. Asheena is an ole spiteful ass hoe. She’ll wait good until we’re in front of a bunch of people and want to start running her mouth. I ain’t gon’ let her embarrass East on no sex shit.”
“I feel that there. That’s one hundred because you ain’t never lied. That sounds just like some mess she’d do.”
“East ain’t been fucking with me all week. We up here walking around each other like strangers. That’s why I called you. You the most faithful, happy nigga I know. Tell me what to do. I ain’t never had a wife before.”
Their laughter took the place of their conversation.
“All women are different, but their trust is the same. They already only halfway trust you, but once you break it for real, it’s fucked up forever.” Onyx laughed, but Killian didn’t. That wasn’t how he wanted to start his marriage off. “Just spend some time with her. You did the right thing by being honest, so don’t take that back. Just love on her, and she’ll get over it after a while. The biggest thing is rebuilding her trust in you, so even though what I’m about to say is going to seem tedious, it’s necessary.”
Killian was all ears. “I’m listening.”
“Check in with her. I’m talking about every little move you make, tell her. If you take a piss but stop in the living room to turn the light off, as soon as you get back in y’all bedroom, tell her.”
Now Killian was laughing. “Nigga, that’s stupid. She knows I ain’t doing shit while I’m in the house with her.”
“No, she doesn’t. You could have been texting Sheena for all she knows, and whether it’s true or not, that’s what she’s going to think.”
“Lord have mercy,” Killian said to himself when he stopped at Yeshi’s door. “I can’t do that shit. You know my attitude is all kinds of fucked up. As soon as I check in with her and she has an attitude, I’ma cuss her out.”
“You the one cheated. This is your shit. You can leave it a mess if you want to.”
“How you know this is going to work, though? East ain’t like Jaylen. She’s fucked up like me.”
“Well, if she crazy like you, do whatever you would want her to do for you.”
Killian leaned on the wall thinking about what he should do. The moment it popped into his head, he smiled.
“I’m about to have baby girl needing a cane.”
“What in the fuck for?”
“I’m about to be beating her li’l walls down. If it was me, I’d want her to fuck me until her pussy was too tired to work for another nigga, so I’m about to fuck the shit out of my baby. After that, she’ll know my shit ain’t getting up no more.”
Onyx was quiet before he burst out laughing. “Wait until I tell Jay this shit here. You and East are hell.”
“We about to be hell together. Might go in here and break her off before I even let her eat.”
“Your wife, your life. Do what you got to do.”
Killian joked around with Onyx for a few more minutes before ending his call and walking into Yeshi’s room. He was caught off guard by the three women accompanying East. Well, not so much as accompanying her because East was in the chair near Yeshi’s bed with her legs crossed and eyes on her phone. In no way shape or form, did she look like she was entertaining any of the women.
All Killian could do was shake his head and smile. She was just like him. Today was different, though. Clearly, the women had to care about him. Yeshi’s room had been empty since they’d been there, so Killian had no clue who they could be. He looked at them for a minute but remembered what Onyx said and didn’t allow his eyes to linger long. As soon as he looked in East’s face, she rolled her eyes.
“Good afternoon,” one of the ladies spoke. “We’re friends of Yeshi from work. Like I explained to your wife, we came as soon as we heard.”
Wife? Another smile curved Killian’s mouth. She was obviously claiming him.
“Cool,” Killian spoke while walking toward East and handing her the bag of food.
She took it and scooted over so that he could sit down, but he just set his phone and keys down instead. He walked to the side of Yeshi’s bed and stopped.
“Boy, you ain’t woke your ass up yet?” He touched the tube in Yeshi’s mouth. “You’ve got some ladies here to see you. I know you’d love that.”
The women snickered behind him. Killian heard East suck her teeth.
He looked over at her, and her attitude was visible. That was one crazy ass woman. She was too pretty to always have her face so balled up. With her eyes slanted, mouth poked out, and hair all down, freshly washed, and flowing around her shoulders, she made his heart skip a thousand beats.
“East still up here too, with her mad ass,” Killian told Yeshi.
More laughter came from the women. Killian’s heart stopped when he heard them laughing. He already knew he was in deep trouble with East. All he needed was for her to think he was showing out on her for them, and she would flip Yeshi’s entire room upside down. He hurried to fix it.
“Her li’l mean ass. Too fucking pretty to be being so mean to me, she’s breaking my heart, Yesh.”
“Aww,” one of the women said while grabbing her chest.
“Don’t let that nigga fool you, girl. He’s full of shit,” East told the woman.
Killian could do nothing but laugh at his wife. “Say something like that again, girl.” Killian looked over at her and winked.
As hard as she tried to fight it, a smile showed up on her face. Killian blew her a kiss before nodding his head toward the bag in her lap.
“Eat your food.”
“I’m waiting on you.” She spoke lowly.
Killian smiled. She wasn’t too mad if she was waiting for him to ea
t. That was something they’d been doing since meeting and hadn’t stopped since. Even during anger. Killian checked Yeshi’s face once again before walking to her and grabbing his things from the seat. Once he had it all in his pockets, he grabbed her hand and pulled her from the chair.
“Give us a minute to eat, ladies. We’ll be right down the hall.”
“No problem.”
“Take your time.”
They spoke as Killian pulled East from the room. She said nothing the whole time they walked. Killian watched her walk with an attitude before deciding it was time to put his plan into action. With a quick flip of direction, Killian pulled her back toward the nurse’s station. When he stopped in front of the nurse who had been helping them since they’d been there, she smiled.
“Yes sir, Mr. Killian.”
“Aye, I need a quick favor.”
“What is that?”
Killian looked over his shoulder to where East was. She was a few feet away with her arms folded across her chest.
“My girl is mad, and I need to do some making up real quick. You got a spare room somewhere I can use?”
The way the girl blushed, you would have thought Killian was offering her the dick. “Umm, we don’t do that.”
“I know, but can you do it for me? I’ll try not to be long.”
The girl looked over her shoulder to see if anyone was listening before nodding. “Room 221, just got cleaned. You can use that one. I’ll make sure no one comes, but you owe me.”
“What you need? I got you.”
“I’m hungry, and my boyfriend has to work late.”
Without thinking, Killian handed her the food he’d just bought for himself. “Eat this. I just got back with it.”
The nurse’s face lit up. “Oh my god, thank you!”
Killian winked. “You got it, love. Just make sure me and my girl get at least thirty minutes.”
She nodded quickly before telling him the way to the free room. As soon as he got it, he walked past East and grabbed her hand.
“You just don’t quit, do you? Now you giving away your food and shit? You’re just the man of the year, huh?”
“Shut up, East. I’m tired of your smart-ass mouth,” he told her just as he found the room.
“I’m tired of you too. Why we in here?”
Killian pushed the door closed before snatching the contents of her hands from her and tossing them onto the windowsill. The bed was fresh with clean sheets, and the room smelled of some sort of antiseptic. It had most definitely just gotten cleaned. The smell of cleaning materials still lingered in the air. East stood near him looking crazy until he pulled the curtains around the bed and snatched her to him.
He looked down at her for a minute before grabbing her throat. “You’re about to make my dick yours, and I don’t want none of that lazy shit you’ve been giving me this week. You better get on my shit and act like it belongs to you. You hear me?” Killian squeezed her throat, and her mouth opened. His tongue licked from the center of her neck up to her open mouth. “I want some good, sweet, loving, and you better give it to me too.”
As it always did, East’s body reacted immediately. Her eyes fluttered, and she was breathing hard.
“Tell me you love me,” he demanded.
“I love when you talk to me like this.”
Killian roughly pulled her to him and palmed her small butt. “I said, tell me you love me. Not the way I fucking talk.”
Easts eyes fluttered open. “I love you, Kill.”
“Nah, not Kill. Husband.”
East’s hands found his stomach beneath his shirt. She rubbed all over his abs before moving one of her hands and grabbing the back of his head. She pulled it to her mouth and pecked his lips.
“I love you, husband.”
“Yeah.” Killian bit his bottom lip and picked her up. “And, you better not ever stop.”
East’s legs wrapped around his waist before he lay her on the bed. He pulled her pants and panties down before fumbling with his own belt. Once they were both free, he squatted in front of her and grabbed both of her thighs in his hands. His lips found her lower ones and devoured them. Her body tensed and shivered with every lap of his tongue. With her hands roaming from the top of his head to his cheeks, East pulled him up to her.
They kissed ferociously as he allowed the tip of his penis to find its way home. The moment it slid across her slippery entrance, Killian pushed and got all the way in.
“You better get this shit,” he grunted in her ear. “Stop acting so gotdamn crazy. I’m yours, ain’t shit changing that.” He pushed as hard as he could, making sure he’d damage her walk. “Not even your mean ass.”
Killian pulled back and looked into her face. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was wide open as her hair fell back onto the bed. With her still partially clothed, Killian couldn’t see all of her, and it was making him weak. He needed to touch her or something. He loved being able to watch her, but feeling her was some serious heat. With one swift motion, Killian swooped her up in his arms and held her to him.
“Oww, baby. That hurts,” she whined while slapping his shoulder. “Put me down.”
“Nah, I ain’t putting you down.” Killian’s grip tightened around her waist as he guided her up and down on him.
Her hands were entangled loosely behind his neck as the top half of her body leaned back some. East was about to feel the pressure she’d had built up in him.
“You know how much I think about you?” Killian nudged her forehead with his so that she would look at him. “I be wanting you in my mouth every fucking minute of the day.” He stroked her harder and just held her there. “This pussy be in my dreams, baby.”
East’s moans grew louder and deeper with each word that he spoke. She’d been telling him that she liked talking during sex, but the amount of water she was serving up right then was unreal.
“All this good pussy, and you got the nerve to think I don’t want it?” Killian frowned at her before looking down between them. “Look at this shit, man.” He bit his bottom lip. “Ain’t nobody fucking with you, li’l mama.”
East nodded and grabbed his mouth. Their kiss went five times deeper than it had before. Her thick tongue glided all over his mouth then darted around his neck and ears. East was going ham on his neck for so long that he could feel his dick jerking.
“Let me pull out for a minute. I ain’t trying to bust yet.”
East looked him square in the eye. “You better not. You owe me this.”
Her eyes were straight, and her face was calm as she breathed hard. Killian snatched East and held her around his waist while walking to the bed. His hard dick standing straight up, cradled between them. The moment her back was on the bed again, Killian was on top of her. With both of them now on the bed, he positioned himself on top of her and pushed her shirt up. Just like he liked her, she was braless and bouncing right in his face.
Killian’s mouth found her nipples and savored the taste before sliding down and sucking on the inside of both of her thighs. East’s body jumped and shook every time a part of him touched her.
“Be still.” Killian roughly squeezed her thigh.
East yelped in anticipation. She snatched his dick and rubbed it all over her stomach and lower love. After finding the right spot, she rubbed it in circles. Killian damn near died as he watched her pleasure herself with him. Her eyes looked down between them, watching what she was doing, while his eyes remained on her. She was squinting and biting her lip, determined to get that nut, and he was about steam it up for her.
Killian pulled himself from her grasp, and she whimpered sadly. “Killiannnnn, please. I’ma cry.” She sniffed and grabbed at his waist.
“You ain’t got to cry. I’m ’bout to stick it in you.” He grabbed the base of it and tapped it in the fountain she’d made for him. “Come kiss it for me.” He rested on his haunches and waited for her.
East was up and kissing all over the head of his dick in no ti
me. Her pretty lips pressing here and there, setting off currents all over his body.
Killian ran his hands through her hair and massaged her scalp. “Tell him you love him.”
Bent over with her ass in the air, East looked up through her lashes at him. With her eyes focused on him, East darted her tongue out and around the head of his penis before puckering her lips up and pressing them slowly on the tip top of it. Killian shivered, and East kept going. One kiss… two… three, a slither of her tongue then finally a deep stroke of her throat. He watched his dick pop out of her mouth with a loud slurping sound before she looked away from him and back down at his li’l man.
“I love you,” she whispered to the thick piece of love that God had given him just for her. “I love you.” She looked back at Killian. “And, I love you.”
“Turn around.” Killian slapped her ass hard after she obeyed his command.
He rammed himself fully back into her, punishing and torturing every inch of his secret place. It was no longer hers; it was his now. A secret she’d probably discovered long ago but had been presented to him for the taking, and he’d taken that shit. With no condom, no reservations, and not one ounce of regret.
That was now his fucking secret, and if she ever let another nigga get a whiff of it, he’d die. On his mama’s life, that was probably some serious hoe shit, but every time he fucked East, he lost his mind. He was either crying or thinking about how much time he’d do for murder.
“Throw it back, East.”
East looked over her shoulder sexily, throwing her long hair in the process. Killian’s hand grabbed it, tangling it up tightly in his fist.
“I’m still mad at you,” she whispered while maintaining their eye contact.
Killian leaned over in a hurry and kissed her shoulder. His lips trailed down the center of her back as far as he could go without pulling out of her. He loved the way she shivered and jumped with need for him. She couldn’t hide the love or the lust she had for him if she tried. Not that she would. She hadn’t tried to hide anything from him since their first night of lovemaking.
“You remember the first time you ever let me up in you?” Killian questioned with his lips directly near her ear.
