Yours (King's Town, #3)

by Shon

“If I’m around, you don’t touch your wallet. I don’t care what it is, just know that I got it because I got you. You hear me?”

“I’ma ask you again. This pussy soaking for me?” I was certain he could feel the already strong pulse intensify at his question. “Yes,” I whispered. “You gon’ let me take care of you?” This time my ‘yes’ was so faint it was inaudible, but I gave a shaky nod.

“I wanna hear you say it. Tell me how lucky I am to be in this pussy right now.”

I’d fully planned to spend a quiet night in after tattooing all weekend. Until I’d shown up at Ryann’s house and she opened the door with her natural hair flying free and a smile brighter than the sun. Any desire to stay in the house was gone. I needed to take her out. Needed everybody to see her on my arm and know that it would never be them. Because I had no intentions of fucking this up. She felt too good—too close to perfect—for me to ever fumble this.

In just a week, he’d unleashed a version of me that I didn’t even know existed. A version of me that craved nonstop disrespectful sex from a man I knew would never actually disrespect me.

Any man who could fuck me senseless and then draw a bath for me and read to me in the same night deserved whatever he wanted from me. And he’d already done that more than once.

“You know I’ma always take care of this pussy like I’ma always take care of you?”