A Heart's Connection: Loving a Black Mafia Executioner by B. Love

Author:B. Love [Love, B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Prolific Pen Pusher
Published: 2022-01-01T18:30:00+00:00

Rakim wasn’t expecting a guest at his hotel room, so when there were knocks at his door, he looked out of the peephole before opening it. At the sight of Naima, he had to hold back his smile. They’d gotten a room in a small cash hotel just outside of San Diego to rest up before they headed back to Memphis.

“Whadup?” Rakim greeted.

“Invite me in,” was her response.

The request, as simple as it was, was difficult for Rakim to process. Because even though he was aware Naima meant into his room, he couldn’t help but feel like that would mean inviting her into his heart too.

With a bob of his head, Rakim opened the door wider so she could step inside.

His eyes lowered to her ass. It was firm because of how much she worked out, but it still jiggled, and he loved that shit. The high waisted leggings she had on accentuated her feminine frame, and it didn’t make it any easier that her sports bra exposed her protruding nipples.

“I went for a run hoping that would calm me down, but it didn’t,” she confessed, shaking her hands as she paced in the middle of the small room.

Its burgundy carpet was so cheap it immediately indented and showed her footprints.

“What’s wrong?” Rakim asked, walking over to the small light oak table and chair set. After taking a seat, he cut the TV off. He hadn’t been paying it much attention anyway, but the sound had been a decent distraction.

Naima looked down at her hands before giving him her eyes. Those beautiful dark and hypnotic eyes.

“You’re not over security anymore, so you didn’t have to come.” She walked over to him and straddled him, and his hands instantly went to her waist then her ass. “And even if you came, you didn’t have to do anything because Naeem and Hassan were here.” Naima huffed as she briefly looked away. “Why did you come? Why did you do that to him?”

It was easy for Rakim to talk to others about their actions and situations, but it was a hell of a lot more difficult for him to communicate his own issues. While he liked to say it was because he preferred action over words, Rakim also didn’t like to feel exposed.

“I came because I wanted to handle this for you. And I did what I did because I was upset.”

“Why?”

Rakim’s neck craned as he licked his lips. “Because.”

“Because what?” she stressed, keeping her voice low, but anxiety laced it.

“I didn’t want his ass tied to you.”

“Why not, Rock?” He looked away, but her hand gently cupped his cheek and pulled his eyes back to hers. “I need to hear you say it.”

His head shook and jaw clenched, but he relaxed when she licked between his lips and sucked the bottom one.

“Naima,” he warned.

“Please, Rakim.” His hardened dick jumped underneath her. “Say it, bae.”

As she began to gently rock against him, Rakim began to lose what little resistance he had left. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she rested her forehead against his.

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