Black Magic: Book 3 of The Black Butterfly Series

by Nika Michelle

  “I want to thank all three of you for what you did for me. I know that it’s gone because I am myself again.” They all hugged me and then grandmother walked Louse and Marcia to the door.

  At that exact moment the sound of my cell phone ringing inside of my purse made me almost jump out of my skin. It had been on silent for the past few days and I had missed several calls from Ahmad. My gut told me that it was him and I was right.

  “Hello,” I answered not really knowing how I would feel if we were in the same space. All I knew was that my feelings for him weren’t the same as before. My heart would leap in my chest at the mere thought of him, but after the crazy shit with Kristie all I felt was repulsed.

  “Baby. I was worried sick! You haven’t been answering your phone. Are you okay?” He asked. I could clearly hear the love and concern in his voice, but it didn’t seem to change how I felt.

  “I’m sorry Ahmad. I’m alright. I was just tired I guess.” That lame ass answer was all I could come up with.

  “It’s okay baby. I missed you. It’s the holidays and I haven’t even been able to talk to you. That shit was fucking with me, so I decided to catch a flight to New Orleans. I’m at the airport now. All I need is the address where you are. I rented a car and all I have to do is put the address in my GPS. I had to see you Seandra. I love you.” He sounded all in love and out of breath while I was sitting there caught up in my feelings.

  He just didn’t know how much I’d suffered because of our love. Was he even worth what I may have to go through in the future? True, he was a catch, but his ex was fucking crazy. Did I really want to deal with that bitch for the rest of my life? I didn’t know, but he was already in New Orleans. It looked like I had no choice but to face the music.

  “Oh wow. You’re here.” I tried to sound excited about it, but I don’t think I pulled it off.

  “You don’t sound too happy,” he sighed.

  Yeah, that confirmed that my acting skills weren’t up to par at the moment. “Babe, I am happy.” I played it off well and gave him the address.

  “Of course it was crazy trying to get a room, so I called your pops for a favor. I ended up getting a nice suite, but believe me when I say it wasn’t free.” He chuckled. “It is ridiculous trying to get a room in this city right now.”

  “I can imagine.”

  “I can’t wait to see you babe. Let me get my things in the car and I’ll be right there okay.”

  “Okay.”

  “I love you.”

  I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Love you too.” Hot tears escaped the corners of my eyes when I thought about how long I had waited for someone like him. Now I couldn’t even remember how it felt to love him. Had the curse really been reversed if I couldn’t love Ahmad anymore? If that was part of the curse why didn’t that part go away?

  I wiped the tears away and tried to think about it in a different way. No matter how I tried to look at it, it remained the same. Since Kristie’s looney ass sprinkled that shit around my house, said that chant on the phone and started that bullshit curse, I didn’t feel the same about Ahmad. No matter how I tried to look at it, I had lied when I said that I loved him. As a matter of fact what I felt for him didn’t feel like love at all. It was far from love. It felt more like...nothing.

  * * *

  Ahmad pulled up over an hour later in a dark blue Dodge Intrepid. I almost laughed out loud, but I was sure that it was the only rental he could get at the last minute. It was still early and I knew that my grandparents would want to officially meet him. I was anxious to see how my heart would react to seeing him in the flesh. Maybe there would be no reason for me to introduce them at all.

  I walked over to the driver’s side of the car and waited for him to get out. He had a huge, white smile on his handsome face. His features were still as sexy as ever, but my heart didn’t flutter like it used to. As fine as his ass was, I still felt nothing. It was so frustrating because only a few days ago I was head over heels in love with him. How could I feel like nothing had ever happened between us?

  He stepped out of the car and rushed over to me. Before I could say anything he scooped me up in his strong arms and kissed me deeply. I grabbed the back of his head and got into it. I fought for my man and dug deep inside to remember what I had felt for him. Suddenly I felt a warm tingle start in the pit of my stomach. It spread all over my body and then I felt the fluttering that felt like butterflies. Tears burned my eyes and I sighed in relief. I did still love him. The curse had been broken with a kiss.

  When he pulled away from me, he wiped away my tears. “Why are you crying baby?” He asked as he placed my feet on the ground.

  I could feel my cheeks flush. “I missed you.”

  I felt his warm lips on my ear. “I’m here now.”

  I held on to him not wanting to ever let him go again as I thought about just how fragile my life had seemed for the past couple days. “I want you to meet my grandparents and then we’ll go to the hotel. I bet you’re tired.”

  “I’m good. Seeing your fine ass just energized me. Shit, I got some plans for you tonight. We have to make up for lost time.” He gave me a sly look and then a wink.

  I couldn’t help but blush as I grabbed his gloved hand. “Well, in that case let’s get this over with.”

  He grinned at me and then leaned over to give me another sweet kiss. His lips were so thick that the bottom one was thicker than both of mine. I sucked on it softly before pulling away. “Mmm,” I moaned. I was so damn glad that my feelings for Ahmad had mysteriously returned. As I stared into his beautiful eyes I realized that they were actually stronger than before. “I love you.” I meant it that time with all of my heart and I was ready to show him just how much.

  * * *

  As I glanced over at Ahmad a smile tugged at the corner of his sexy lips. “What are you smiling for?” I asked.

  He grabbed my hand and gently caressed it. The sensations that traveled up and down my spine from his touch alone further confirmed that my original feelings for him were intact.

  “Because I have everything I want right now. Did you like your Christmas gift?” He put my hand to his lips for a kiss. The slight brush of his warm, wet lips caused me to shiver.

  I felt awful because I hadn’t opened the gift. “I wanted us to be together when we exchange gifts, so I decided to wait.”

  He looked at me and the smile on his face didn’t fade. “I can dig that baby. We’ll handle that when we get back to Miami.” He kissed my hand again after he focused his attention back on the road.

  I exhaled and sat back in my seat. Keeping secrets from him so early in our relationship wasn’t sitting well with me. What would he think if I told him that his wife had possibly put some kind of curse on me that my grandmother and her friends had supposedly reversed? How would he react if I told him that for a while I thought my feelings for him had disappeared? Would he think I had lost my mind? Was our relationship solid enough for me to reveal something that sounded so…delusional.

  “What’s on your mind beautiful?” Ahmad’s voice interrupted my ill thoughts.

  “I’m just glad that you’re here with me.” I squeezed his hand.

  We rode the rest of the way in silence and when he pulled up to a curb and parallel parked in the French Quarter, I wondered what he was up to. The hotel was a few blocks away and I knew he didn’t think I was walking that far in three inch heels when the hotel had valet.

  “What are we doing baby?” I asked as I looked around at the festive lights and colorful holiday décor. Everyone was hustling and bustling with the cheerfulness of the season. I had almost forgotten what time of year it was thanks to that bitter bitch Ahmad was still married to.

  He turned the car off and got out without saying a word. After he opened my door he took my hand into his again. “Just come with me my love.”

  I was grinning all hard as he led me to a beautiful white horse and carriage. The older man bowed his head at us and Ahmad helpe
d me before joining me on the cushioned seat. The horse whinnied and took off into a steady trot. The sights and sounds of the city were exhilarating and I enjoyed the splendor as Ahmad tenderly kissed my cheek.

  “I missed you,” he whispered in my ear and my body covered in goose bumps.

  I turned to look at him and was hit like a ton of bricks with emotions. The sensitive part of me that I kept at bay tried to hold the tears back. Not only had I been close to losing him, but I’d been close to losing my sanity and possibly my life. Just looking at him let me know that he was definitely worth fighting for.

  “I missed you too baby.” I caressed his cheek admiring his masculine, square jawline. “I love you more than I’ve loved any other man in my life. That’s because you love me like no other man ever has.”

  “And to prove to you just how much I do, I’ve discussed the urgency with my lawyer. The divorce will happen baby and it will happen soon. I know how important that is for our future. I love you so much and I’m not trying to lose you. I’m for certain that I got it right this time.” He kissed me deeply and the warm, giddiness that I felt kept me from feeling the evening chill.

  “You cold baby?” He asked removing his coat. He draped it over my shoulders, although I had on one.

  “Thanks,” I smiled up at him gratefully.

  He winked at me. “Anything for the love of my life.”

  “You’re a dream come true.” I snuggled up against his hard, strong body and he wrapped me up in the warmth of his muscular arms.

  “Mmm. This is definitely real baby.” He kissed the top of my head.

  I knew that it was with all of my heart, but I couldn’t help but wonder if the shit with Kristie was really over. I hadn’t got around to discussing that part with my grandmother. Once the curse was broken was I immune to any further damage? Would she be able to do it again if she found out that it had been reversed? Would the crazy heifer go that far? I mean, personally I knew that in her mind Ahmad was a lot to lose. Their relationship had ended before I came into the picture, but that didn’t seem to matter to her. The way she looked at it, I had ruined her marriage. Shit, I wasn’t trying to give Ahmad up either, but she was taking it to the damn extreme. She gave doing the most a whole new meaning. I pushed the crazy wench out of my mind and basked in the fact that she hadn’t succeeded in destroying me. Shit, round one was mine and I was ready to keep brawling.

  Chapter 11

  Seandra

  After a romantic ride through the French Quarter and sharing sweet kisses with hot chocolate, we were finally in our beautiful suite. We couldn’t even get pass the threshold before Ahmad was ripping at my clothes. What I had just gone through didn’t even matter. I wanted his sexy ass bad as hell too.

  “Damn,” he whispered. “You smell good.”

  I almost stopped at the thought of possibly smelling like whatever herbs I’d been washed with, but I had taken a shower. He was smelling the glorious scent of my Dolce and Gabbana Light Blue body wash.

  His face was pressed into my neck and I could feel the mist of his breath as he inhaled my scent. I couldn’t help but moan when he removed my bra.

  “Mmm.” I had to take a deep breath because my man was taking my breath away. Yes, he was my man and it was definitely about to go down. “You are so fine.”

  He picked me up and placed my naked ass on top of the back of the love seat. As he got on his knees on the cushions, he positioned himself between my thighs. He dipped low and began to gently suck on my clit. Without missing a beat he had two fingers deep inside of me.

  “Ohhh, shit babe…mmm.” My eyes were closed as I grinded and gyrated into his warm, expertly maneuvering tongue.

  “Mmm, you taste sweet as hell…mmm…mmm…mmm.” He pushed my thighs further apart and really put his neck into it.

  “Ahhh…yesss…yesss…” I opened my eyes and watched attentively as he flicked his thick tongue across my arousal over and again. His tongue was moving fast as hell and I was getting there even quicker.

  He looked up at me with a cocky look in his eyes. “You like that baby?” As he sucked my clit into his mouth again he grinded his long, thick fingers against my spot.

  “Hell yeah…love it.” I sucked my finger all sexy like while giving him that look. He knew that he was about to get it. Payback was a motherfucker, but in his case he was going to love my revenge.

  In less than two seconds he had my pussy dripping like a leaky faucet. I was coming so hard I was humping his mouth and fingers like a bitch in heat.

  “Ohhh!!!!!!!! Fuck!!!!!!!” I screamed trying my best to scoot away from his hot, steamy tongue. That shit was thick, long and lethal.

  “Where you going with my pussy?” He asked as he held on to my fat ass cheeks. When he pulled me toward his mouth I tried to close up shop on him. He literally laughed at me. “I got this ma. What you think you doing?”

  I was out of breath. “I can’t…Ahmad…just let me…”

  He stared up at me and licked his lips. The seriously sexy look he flashed at me confirmed that he meant straight business. “Open your legs,” he whispered. His warm breath on my skin made me tremble.

  Like a puppeteer he was pulling my strings and I opened my shaky legs. “It’s sensitive.”

  “I know,” he said dipping between my thighs again.

  Gently, he pulled me into his waiting mouth. He ate my pussy out like it was a juicy melon. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he lifted my leg and put it over his shoulder. He went all in then and had me shivering and shaking with major orgasms. I had to push his head away after orgasm number five because I couldn’t feel my legs anymore.

  “Shit baby…I can’t feel my legs,” I whined.

  His lips were covered in my juices and his dick was standing to attention. He picked me up without saying a word and positioned me in front of the full length mirrors in the walk in closet. Standing behind me, he used his finger to outline my facial features, my neck and then my breasts.

  “Damn, you’re perfect Seandra. My imagination couldn’t have conjured up an image as beautiful as what I see in front of me.” His lips touched my neck and then I felt the heat from his tongue. I almost collapsed to the floor as his tongue traced the same places his finger had just outlined.

  “I want you to see you the way I see you. Look at your beauty through my eyes and you will understand why I am so in love with you. Why I want to be with you and only you for the rest of my life.” I watched as he simultaneously caressed and kissed my anatomy. That shit had me so hot and wet that I wanted to beg him to fuck me, but I didn’t.

  “I’ll be right back,” he said and walked off.

  I was left there naked and moist as hell. When Ahmad came back he was carrying one of the chairs that was at the round wooden table in the suite’s living room. He sat down and then pulled me down on his lap. I was positioned so that my back was to him and I could still look in the mirror.

  “I know that you are a confident woman and you know that you’re beautiful on the outside. I want you to know that I love you for what’s inside too and I mean that in more ways than one.” He chuckled, but it was a sexy sound.

  “You’re so nasty,” I whispered as his hands explored my satiny skin. When his hand rested between my thighs my breath caught.

  “Look at her,” he said as he kissed my shoulder. “She’s so pretty.” He spread my pussy lips with his fingers. “I love how pink she is on the inside and how she stays nice and wet for me.” His fingers slid inside me slowly and I moaned.

  “Mmm.”

  “So warm and tight.”

  “Ahh…mad…ohhhh…baby.”

  And all night long he explained what he loved about each and every square inch of my body. When he finally entered me he told me about all of the things he loved about me on the inside. I forgot about anything and anybody other than the two of us. As he took my body to places I’d never been before, the love we were making in that suite was all that existed in the world.


  Chapter 12

  Seantay

  I was so happy to be back in Miami. After officially moving into the loft that Raheem had bought me, I was ready to bring in the New Year. Of course my man had been showering me with gifts every single day since we’d been back. It had only been three days, but even the smallest trinket of his love was special to me.

  I didn’t want to ruin such a happy occasion by telling Rah about my phone call from Dean. It had been earlier that day at around six pm. I saw that it was Dean and answered prepared to give him a piece of my mind.

  “What the fuck do you want? I know about your little set up at the club motherfucker and…”

  “Calm down mami, damn. You’re the one who called me while you were fucking your nigga like that meant shit to me. Shit, the way you had that nigga moaning and groaning only made me want your fine ass even more. I won’t stop until I have you. The next time I’m going to succeed, believe that sexy,” he said in a menacing voice.

  “I can’t stand you, so don’t think you’ll ever get the chance to get some of this good pussy. Why am I even wasting my precious time talking to you? Give it up Dean, because it ain’t happening.” I shook my head before pressing the end button. He didn’t call back.

  Rah had been all excited about bringing in the New Year, so I didn’t want to fuck up his good mood by bringing Dean up. He had just purchased a small yacht as a Christmas present to himself. I hadn’t seen it yet, but the plan was to bring in the New Year on the ocean. It was kind of redundant to spend the New Year in Miami, but I wasn’t up for traveling. Usually the family would take a trip somewhere together for New Years, but things were different this year. First of all, my parents were no longer together and secondly, we all had our own relationships.