In the Safety's Zone: Desperados Book Seven

by Dandridge Monroe

“If my man needs me to shrink for him to shine then his light wasn’t big enough to begin with.

that's a whole word

I’ll never settle for less with a partner because I don’t have to.

My ears heard her but there was another man that had garnered my attention. He had deep brown skin, like the hull of a pecan and his hair was braided up in elaborate cornrows. He had a light goatee and five o’clock shadow and he looked godly. Like he was the embodiment of the god Nyame I’d learned about. He looked powerful, like he was the creator of all things

“You can’t jinx what’s written in the stars.

When my eyes hit hers it was like I couldn’t help but stare. Something about her felt like joy so when I looked at her the reaction was natural.

I thought nothing of tilting her chin so she was looking at me. “When. We always speak positives into your life, Aphrodite.”

Whew Lordy that's a good man, Savannah.

“Protective. Maybe a little jealous. I guess you have to look at it from where I’m at. It’s easier for me not to be exploited because I’m a man.

I get it, bruh. She fine as fuck and she's got a good heart. But don’t wake up dead playing ‘round with me. You hear all this southern in my voice and you think that make my ass soft?

Nawlins’, baybeeh. Ain’t an ounce of bitch in my blood so if you don’t want yours spilled throughout this muhfucka learn some fucking respect. I would tell you to shoot your shot next time, but I ain’t even gone give you the chance to step into a spot meant for me. Thanks for the hospitality, Leo. Sorry for cussin’ in your place. You’ll be seeing us again.”

I pressed my lips to the inside of her thigh and felt her shivering with anticipation. The scent of her pussy was calling me and I didn’t have any patience to wait. I wasn’t even sure how we got to her being half naked on my bed but I damn sure wasn’t about to ask anymore questions after she gave me her yes.

She nodded and I tilted her chin up and placed what was supposed to be a soft kiss on her lips. That softness went out the window the moment she opened her mouth and allowed my tongue inside. I felt like a horny ass unabashed teenager tonguing this girl down in public. Especially knowing that someone might see us but I didn’t care. I’d hoped that her being on her home turf meant that folks would give her room to breathe but hell paparazzi would follow Jay-Z and Beyoncé when they were in New York so I was probably tempting fate. And I still didn’t care.

But for all that dark molasses skin he had wrapped over a solid, muscular frame, there was something…deep about Anthony. And I’m not talking about how his tongue was damn near tickling my cervix last night.

Well then

They were the majority of the women around me at my schools and they wanted to have that crazy ass Patrick and Brittney Mahomes kinda love. Only I ain’t a self-hating muthafucka and I don’t date women who can’t braid my hair properly and know the struggles of our people intimately.”

He sat up in the bed like he was ready to slay whatever was about to come out of my mouth that was negative. “What you mean?”

Hell yeah I was putting my name on her because her daddy’s last name wasn’t worth shit to me. “AP squared? Y’all got a public couple name and shit? Gone make yourself a hashtag cause you know they about to run it up to death. Putting your name on somebody ain’t no small shit, Ant.”

A reverent and gratitude-filled utterance that was directed to the universe for this man’s existence and his skill.

Anthony was an eater and a pleaser taking care to learn what made me weak and then prolonging the effects of his ministrations to heighten the pleasure and make my orgasms even more powerful.

My prayers were answered as I felt his tip breach my body and I had to pull air from his lungs at the feeling of him stretching me open. Anthony broke our kiss as my mouth stayed open while he inched his way inside. “Ain’t no way you should feel like this, AP.”

The only thing I want on my tongue tonight is your cum. How many times you gone cum for me, lil baybeeh?”

This nigga needed to let me be the wind beneath her wings and stop fucking with me.

🥴

And damn if his selflessness didn’t make me feel like a queen.

But in the south, you call my ol’ lady out her name and that’s grounds for me to put belt to ass. You might wanna tone this hootin’ and hollerin’ down ‘round my girl.”