Cravings (King's Town Novella Series Book 4)

by Shon

For all my good girls. May you experience the type of love that allows you to show up as your authentic self and receive love, even on your worst day

Now THIS is a dedication 💕

“Shit, that sounded corny as fuck, huh?” he asked, shaking his head before I could respond. Lucky for him, I kinda liked corny.

Corny > Clout

Zariah was a problem. This territorial shit was not me. But fuck… It had to be the Hennessy, because if I had to watch another nigga so much as smile in her direction, I knew my ass would be in somebody’s jail cell to end the night.

“The fuck did she go?” I looked around the hall that seemed to go on forever but knew it was just an illusion that the matte black wallpaper created. “Looking for me?”

👀👀👀👀

“I wanted your attention.” “That much is obvious.”

“You saw me come in and didn’t say anything.” I released those words real calm considering how tight my chest just got. She nodded in confirmation, folding her arms across her chest.

“Might have showed up alone, but that’s definitely not how I planned to leave.” When my features hardened, the smile on her lips widened.

Stop acting like Midnight & Josiah ain't got Kingstown on lock down when it comes to you.

“You make it too easy to get to you, professor. But to answer your question, my brothers have too many eyes in this city for me to ever really be alone.”

& they have no problem shooting first & questioning later.

I already told you the night we met what I was on when it came to you. You need to hear it again?”

👂🏿👂🏿👂🏿

“You got my undivided attention and it’s gonna stay that way as long as you want it.”

😩😮‍💨 Yes sir

“As long as I want it?” she asked, curiosity clinging to her words as she spoke an inch away from my mouth. “As long as you want it,” I repeated. “I’m on whatever you on, Zariah.” “I hear you,”

Gabe is matching energy & time 🤤🤤

“I think I like what you’re on.”

I like it too.

I just knew it was big from the way he carried himself.

HUGEEEEEE 🍆

And if he fucked anything like he communicated, I knew it was a wrap for me. He expressed himself almost too fluently. The way words flowed off his tongue had me wondering what else he could do with it.

Girl, just call on God at this point.

Snap out of it, Z. You’ve seen fine men before. I told myself that, but I knew it went deeper than his physical appearance. His company was just as gratifying as looking at him.

“I need a shot,”

Before I could go anywhere, a firm hand pulled my jaw in his direction and my first instinct was to flinch. “Shit, you scared me.”

“Be still.” There was no way in hell he thought I was moving when he had this kind of hold on me. I was locked in. Rooted to the spot while I awaited his next order.

“Open.” My mouth fell open without hesitation. Brown liquor splashed against my tongue as his chestnut orbs bored into mine.

Ahhhhhhh. 👅👅

“Swallow.” Whether or not he’d intended for that simple order to leave me stuck, I didn’t know. Either way, it ignited another rush of dizzying desire as I did exactly what he told me.

🤗🤗🤗🤗

“You like being told what to do. Don’t you, Zariah?”

🙋🏿‍♀️🙋🏿‍♀️🙋🏿‍♀️🙋🏿‍♀️

“Can I taste you?”

We live for a king who asks consent ❤️🥹

“You were looking at me like you hated me earlier and I didn’t like that shit.” When he paused to stare into my eyes, my knees almost gave out. “I like this version.”

“And if he walks out and sees us like this—” “Like what?” “You touching me while you fuck me with your eyes,” I said boldly.

“You want me to stop touching you?” Dread trickled into my pores at the thought of him no longer touching me. “No.” His eyebrows shot up at my panicked response. “Why not?”

“Because I really like having your hands on me.” “Yea?” The hand at my waist was suddenly at my jaw, warm fingers brushing my skin. “Tell me what else you like.”

😮‍💨🫠

“All night I haven’t been able to think about anything except having you inside of me, Gabe.” “All night?” “All night.” She nodded, brazen hands reaching out to rub over my print. “I need you Gabe. So fucking bad.”

Whewww, its about to go downnnnnn

When she moaned, all my common sense went out the window and I knew I was about to fuck her in this elevator. Reckless? Yes. Did I give a fuck? No.

I meannnnn, sometimes you gotta risk it all 🥴

“Eyes on me, baby.” I grasped her chin, directing her gaze back to me. “I need you to look at me so I can see how good it feels when I make you cum on my dick.”

You better stare into that man soul.

“Cum.” Two deep strokes after that, I had my reward. A low whimpering cry shook her body as she tightened all around me, pulling me in and pushing me out simultaneously.

Not Gabe got Z cumming on command 🙃

And she took dick so well, meeting every hard push of my pelvis with a swiveling roll of her hips. We moved in perfect rhythm, like we’d done this a million times before and that just made me fuck her deeper.

“Gabe—cumming—again,” she hummed, her thighs quaking as that choppy warning became a reality.

Watching her cum was ten times better than any climax I achieved inside of her.

💗😮‍💨

“You don’t have to be quiet for me, Zariah.”

This.

“I want every word you got. Let me hear you.”

& this.

I fucked her through every tremor and gasp, intertwining our fingers as I hovered over her. I was in so deep that it felt like our souls collided and fused into one.

Adding this to my prayers 🤤🤞🏿

Every time praise fell from her lips, I came for her. And it was about to happen again. Her words pushed me over the edge and had me falling into blissful darkness with her right behind me.

Women aren't the only ones who like praise.

I’d spent all weekend wrapped up in him, but we both had real lives to get back to. I knew that, but the thought of leaving still made me sad.

💔💔💔

“Don’t play with me, Zariah. I’m not letting you get into some random nigga’s car at three o’clock in the morning.”

‼️‼️‼️‼️

“I never said you were helpless. I said I’m taking you to work from now on. If we don’t spend the night in the same bed, I’ll be outside your apartment fifteen minutes before you need to be at the bakery.”

A fucking king 🤴🏿

“Wait. You’re serious?” There was no way he was about to disrupt his sleep on the regular for this.

“Don’t do that, Zariah.” That voice I had grown to adore in such a short time cut into my thoughts. “Do what?” “Doubt me.”

“I’m gonna marry that man.”

As you should 🥰😍

“Zariah, what?” “I’m serious! I’m not letting that man walk out of my life.”

“The elevator?” she whispered conspiratorially. “The elevator,” I confirmed.

Fucking sameeee Ryann 🙃

“Hey, Webb. What’s up?” Any desire I had to ramble on and on about the wonders of Gabe was washed away when I heard that name. I clamped my mouth shut and gave Ryann the ‘look’ before she walked away to get her supplies ready.

Not Z getting quiet when Josiah pop up 😂

When I didn’t push him back, a weird look entered his eyes. “What?” “What’s going on with you? Why you acting weird?” “Acting weird how?” “You look happy. And you ain’t say shit when I touched you just now.”

🤣🤣🤣

That fucking man had ruined me to the point that an attempt to assert my independence had me fumbling over the app interface trying to figure out how to put in my destination.

Get out your feelings ‼️

“That’s cute,” he remarked drily. “What’s cute?” “This pout you rocking.”

She just not used to having to speak up.

“You’re jealous?” Is that what this was? That dread gnawing at the pit of my stomach while I watched him interact with another woman? Jealousy?