This is the sequel to Heart Ain't a Brain. If you haven't, read that first!
They say don't fall in love, it's a mistake.
The trajectory of one's life can change in the blink of an eye. So what happens when a series of tragic events changes the cour...
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Raelle
Text from you said, "Come see me" 'Cause you don't like when we don't speak Baby, you could use some company But you look so good when you tight with me
The hotel room was dimly lit, shadows flickering against the walls as our bodies collided in a rhythm only we knew. No matter how much I tried to resist him, deny the pull he had on me, it was useless. He was a drug I couldn't quit, and withdrawal was never an option.
I had been the one to reach out. A reckless text sent in a moment of weakness, a simple request for him to come see me. When he didn't reply immediately, I convinced myself he was playing his usual games. But then, an hour later, his response came.
"Drop the addy."
A flutter, unwanted yet undeniable, stirred in my chest at his response.
I needed control—some illusion of power in this situation—so I insisted we meet somewhere neutral. I refused to let him know where I stayed, refused to give him that leverage over me so the Ritz-Carlton downtown became our battleground, a place where we waged war between desire and destruction.
One night turned into two. Two into three. Tonight was our fourth.
Now, here we were, his back against the headboard, my body moving against his in a frenzied dance of lust and longing. His hands gripped my hips, guiding me the way he always did—like he owned me, like I was something he'd never let go of. My arms hung loosely around his neck, our foreheads pressed together, breath mingling, eyes locked. I shuddered around him, every nerve ending igniting as he filled me in ways that had nothing to do with just sex.
"When you gon' let me feel you without this condom, mama?" Dominic's voice was a husky groan against my lips before he pulled my bottom one into his mouth, sucking gently, a tease laced with promises he never intended to keep.
A soft moan escaped me as he kissed me deeper, his tongue claiming mine, dragging me further under. I wanted to drown in him.
"Whenever you stop fucking that bitch," I whispered, my breath shuddering as I rocked against him harder. His hands left my hips, traveling lower, gripping my ass roughly as he drove me down onto him, making me cry out.
"Ain't nobody worried 'bout that girl but you," He murmured, his lips brushing against mine. His gaze softened, just for a second. I should've known better than to believe in moments like this, but I couldn't help it. Maybe I was forcing myself to see something that wasn't there. Maybe he was just too lost in me to hide it this time.
"It's just you and me right now," He whispered, and I let myself believe him, just for tonight.
Leaning in, I kissed him, and he devoured me in return, his hands exploring every inch of me, fingers slipping between us, circling my clit with a slowness that unraveled me. My head fell back, my body arching as he dragged me closer to the edge.
