Lethal

Chapter Thirteen.

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Jibri traced the tattoo while looking me in the eyes. "Keep going, I'm listening." He encouraged.

"There was a specific time that my foster dad beat me; I thought that he was going to kill me that time. It's ironic, because I think that it brought me back to life in a way; Aisha took me to the hospital, and we had to tell them how I got my injuries. He got arrested after that and we were moved to another home until we aged out." I picked at my cuticle while I spoke, unsure why it was so easy for me to talk to him about things that I'd buried so deep. "Not that the second one was any better." I shivered at the unwanted memories.

He seemed to understand though, "You're the second most resilient person that I know, after my mom. Is the piece of shit still in prison?"

"He never made it there," I sighed, "Killed himself to avoid facing the music. I got this tattoo when I was putting myself back together, so that I could remember where I started." I buried my face into his chest, seeking solace in his warmth. "You're terrifyingly easy to talk to."

Jibri rubbed soothing circles into my back, "I'll take it as a compliment. The more I learn about you, the more I want you in my life."

"Likewise papa, I like you a lot." I admitted.

His heartbeat thudded, "I like you more than a lot mama, look at me." I sat up, meeting his scorching gaze. "Is it too soon for us to make this thing official?"

"Ask me and find out." I smiled widely, happiness replacing my lingering despair.

Jibri's bright smile mirrored my own, "Zana, will you be my official girlfriend?" Titles didn't matter much; it was the actions that accompanied them that made the real impact. However, in that moment I felt like the happiest girl in the world at the thought of being his girlfriend.

"Of course I will." I brought my lips to his, maintaining control of its pace for a millisecond before urgency took over.

We were both sexually frustrated; our kissing soon turned into heavy petting and then everything stopped. "I don't want to take advantage of you mama; we've been touching on some heavy hitting topics tonight." Jibri's lips ghosted across my throat as he spoke.

"I appreciate the respect that you have for me but I'm fine pa." I brought his lips back to mine.

Jibri's eyes met mine as he read my expression, deciding whether or not he believed me. "If you're sure...You wanna go to the room?" His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he looked into my eyes where I was sure his own desires were reflected.

"If that's where you plan on fucking me." I licked and sucked on his neck, earning a few groans "I just want you to make me feel good, can you do that?"

He chuckled, shaking his head at my blunt tone. "I promise mama, I got you."

All previous conversations were forgotten as he picked me up and took me back to his room. A more animalistic side of Jibri took charge as he threw me onto the bed, the look in his eyes sent shivers down my spine as I began to pull my clothes off. I'd never wanted to be with anyone as much as I wanted to be with Jibri, he set me ablaze with one touch and made me feel safe with a single caress. I watched as he took his clothes off and joined me on the bed, climbing on top of me. Our mouths met while his hands toured my body, squeezing my flesh along the way. I groaned contently when his blunt fingernails dug into my ass and began to undulate to him- I needed way more that what he was torturing me with. As if reading my mind, his lips pulled away from mine and he began to lick and nip down the length of my neck before taking a nipple into his mouth.