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Amari's Point of view

The way he rolls his tounge is an understatement of how a man's voice can strips a woman's body.

Without knowing what was said; I hoped my mind translates it. All I could feel was sexual energy. His voice came out low and I wanted to sink into his arms.

Remembering how I masturbated at the thought of him; I could feel the wetness slips down between the lips of my  vagina.

The slight touch of his hand on my shoulders is sexually electrifying.

His nose brushes against mines and I glanced down on his lips. A greed builds up in my chest over powered the uncertainty of my situation.

"Are you listening to me?"

"Yes," I nodded my head and step out of his space.

I need to breathe. I started the walk , following the scent of fresh air. Arriving closer at the water, I stretched out my hands as if calling the waves to me.

"It's beautiful out here," I heard his voice next to me.

Why is he in my person space and gun man coulda like beach?

"Yes, it is, we have beautiful places in Jamaica. Do you visit here often?"

"Not as quite as My brother does," I stiffen and re hugged myself.

Turning to look at me, he shoves his hands into his pockets and said," You should drive the car that I organized  for you-"

"I can't - my friends - humm, Cals.  He-"

"Frankly speaking, Prinicesspa, I don't give a fuck what your man thinks, and feel free to tell friends and let them keep their tongues to the roof of their mouth." He sounds so much in  control.

I've only seen men  like him in books or movies, to set my eyes on a walking candy.  I want to trail my tongue all over him. My face grew hot at my thoughts and I feel as if burning up.

I removed my jacket and he raised a brow.

"You are beautiful."

"I know."

He chuckled," Sassy, I see."

It feels surreal to be here with a man, I've pulled out from my desire. How can I resist good sex on a stick? There's a typical Jamaican way of saying that white men are not capable of fucking, but there's no way this man has such a body and not a good dick. Even if he has a tiny dick, I might settle for it. How can I fight against such heat?

My eyes fell to his chest and pictured it without a shirt. What I would do to make him take me in his arms again.

"You'll have to start driving the car, whether your man likes it or not. Your life is in danger, and I can't protect you if you don't listen to me. This is my brother we are talking about, Antonio will have your intestines cooking if I don't get him distracted."

My skin crawl and I almost puked.

He steps closer to me and pulled me to him and I felt safe.

"He already assumed that I know you, he's almost certain. I got Ashton; my employee to clean the surveillances camera at the hotel but unfortunately he's behind you. He went to your friend's place a few hours ago, is just a matter of time, if you aren't careful he will have you, and we don't want that."

He carresses the side of my head and pressed my head to his chest. I continued to hug myself without touching him even though my hands long to circle around his waist.

Nico was My first sexually; he got my virginity on one of his birthdays, he was great sex we had great chemistry maybe that's why I think he'll always have a piece of me in his pockets. Then I met Cals and we are okay on chemistry level, but My body has never reacted this way before, if am not careful I might jump the gun. I might beg him to fuck me in the gravels or take me into the water and dive me underneath it.

I stepped out of his arms and put my jacket on.

People wah mi intestines Fi give dogs and mi deh here so catch up unda man armpits

Big fool I be

I ain't even know my head was this loose

"Why do you care about me so much?  You barely even know me. How can you go against family for someone you barely know?" I looked up at him and asked.

He's about 6ft 2 inches with all that body.

Jesus Christ

"Because the little I know is that you deserve all the care anyone has to offer."

"Is this pity Mr Romano? Because if it is, don't, I can survive. I been doing that shit for ages," I started my journey back to where the cars were and stopped at his door.

He backed me unto his car and invades in my personal space.

He leans his head down and whispers in my ear, "It is not in my genes to fuck out of Pity Miss Jackson, my dick wouldn't stand if it was so," My mouth fell agape and shut it quickly as he steps back.

"Have a goodnight, Get off the road," He pulled me to towards Cals car and opens the door for me. He placed me around the steering and spins the key in the ignition. I watch him do everything, unable to speak. He wind the window down and closes the door .

I swallowed and opened my mouth, but he leans down and places a  index on them. "Cerca di riposarti, Prinicesspa." (Try and get some sleep, princess)

It was a dissmal and so I nodded my head and drove off. I drove unto the road and looked through the rearview mirror. He was standing there, with his hands in his pockets.

Escaping the breath I was unaware of holding and focused ahead of me, on my way to meet a man. My man out of all the men in the world... a man that doesn't make me feel the way Dominic Romano makes me feel.

How can I satisfy when my clitoris beats between my legs for a man that made my thoughts wonders to another dimension?

Zendi's Point of view

Everyone in the house had showered except Brie. Paris plays card with Katie In her room. Katie was supposed to assist Brie cleaning up, but she was slowly eating. Her beauty is harmful to humans under the neon light.

I sat in the corner of my room and watched her. The coolness of the AC bits into my skin, since I wore only A Marina and a sagging short. Soft Music plays from small bluetooth speaker and I felt relax. It's been a long day. I blew smoke from my mouth and watched as she bit into a chicken leg.

Oh God I wish I had a dick

We have yet to correspond, otherwise from her nagging me earlier where I went to. Unfortunately, I can't tell her Kajan  is dead yet, so I told her I went to vist Nico. I only told her that he escaped on Princess Street but I couldn't open my mouth to say anything else.

A liar by omission is still a liar, but how can I tell the truth knowing she might look at me differently? She has yet to tell me if she's in or out, so why questions me if my whereabouts?

I shook my head and looked down at my phone.

My drug🤦‍♀️💊🚬

'Could you help me in the shower?'

"So we gon text each other instead of talking?"

She removes the chicken leg from her mouth and chew, "I just didn't want to bother you-"

"Jesus Christ, Brianna, you are never a bother to me, Okay? Never."

Her way of dealing with things is getting to my mentality. Am on edge and I find it difficult to shift a strange feeling from inside my gut; that I need her.

"But-"

"Oh for fuck's sake! Brianna hurry up a Nyam eh food so mi can go a bed or come outta yuh sight man, bloodclaat," I got up and shove the chair to the side, putting the phone in my back pocket. I've been On edge because I murdered someone and his face continues to pop in my head every few minutes, plus Brianna is making everything difficult.

How will I sleep next to her? I might as well sleep in the guest Amari was staying in. It would be a long night for me to dust and rearrange the last few guest rooms that Is there. We were friends, so it's never a problem to sleep next to each other but now? It's next to impossible.

"Are you okay?" She asked and I paused with my back to her.

"Why you asking?"

"Because you just snapped at me. I understand that we have issues but I don't see it nessacary to snap at me like that."

I caught the locks to the back of my head and go to assist her into finding clothes. Normally, Katie or Amari would do it or she would tell me what she wants, but not being in the mood to talk. I removed  a big grey T-shirt she normally sleeps in, with underwear. I leave her in silence and prepare some water in a bath; moisturizer for her sprained ankle and a vanilla body wash she had packed.

I hoped she would hurry up and heal so that she bathes herself, she will feel burdened if we continue to take care of her. A habit I want to rub clean from her cells.

My mind went clouded with he mother's fucker face again. I shook my head.

Walking out of the bathroom, I leaned on Katie's door and my phone vibrates in my pocket. I removed and see a notification on Whatsapp.

Badbro 🩸

'E dwag dem gone a wah party ino sis neva memba Fi tell yuh seh we reach in and everything guv'

'Yuh Good sis?'

Me: 'One a e man Dem stop mi today'

As soon as the message shows two sticks; my phone started to vibrate in my hands. He called me.

I answered the call and walked to the hall.

"Weh yuh seh gwaan ?"

I glanced around behind me before I answered, "I met  one of the Dons today. I'on even know how the hell he knew me but he did. He ain't want nothing from me though just some information on my home girl."

"Who Dat?"

"Browning."

"Weh him wah wid Browning? A weh Browning stay and know Dem deh man deh?"

"I dunno, I been tryna figure it out but shit ain't adding up. He asked bout some new car and a whole lot shit mayne."

I wondered what innocent Amari had gotten herself into.

"Wha kinda shit Zendi? Talk straight nuh man."

"He asked bout Cals."

"Weh di pussy hole do?"

By tone the of his voice, I could tell things was getting serious. He respected Amari's wishes but he never liked Cals for her.  He never met Paris in person until the day he came at the hospital and lift Amari off her feet. Yet stills his dispise for Cals was endless.

Personally I didn't see what Cals did, but now, I get it, Cals is indeed a fucked up human being.

I was surprised to hear that she will be spending the night at his place.

"It's not what he has done but who he is."

"Weh yuh mean who him be? Dat fool Bwoy deh can do nobody nothing? Him nuh hurt har? Zenora? Mi a ask yuh a question. Him hurt har?"

Him hurt har Badbro

He hurt her but I ain't go say nothing

"There's more to Cals than we know, but I don't know for sure what it is."

"Mi a come up deh back,"

"No!" I covered my mouth and mumbled."Stay where you at."

I can't bare the thought of Brianna finding out yet, and am sure if Nico comes back, She will. Nico's mouth doesn't have any flitter on it.

"Anything weh dat pussyhole gwaan wid, mi can find out, a good thing mi lef Sparrow up deh."

"Look I gotta go now, Text me," I said, and he hummed and hang up.

Passing Katie's room, I heard Paris's laughter and smiled. I knocked lightly on the door before pushing it. Bright light almost blind my eyes and I squint.

"Aunty Zendi, look? I won the game," She said, excitedly. They were seating in the floor with cards, and popcorns around them.

"Tha’s real pretty, now come here, gimme a hug ‘cause it’s ‘bout that time, bedtime fo’ you."

She got up off the floor and throw her tiny self in my arms.

"Katie Harlow, please remove the popcorns, okay? You know I don't like ants," I said, with a smile so that she doesn't take it as an offense. It's my first time hosting her in my house and by now she should know that I hate ants, and I hate when my place is too crowded.

"I do believe that you suffer from OCD, but no problem. Give her to me, I will put her to bed, go and help Brie," She got up and took Paris from me and Paris peck me on the cheek before she detach herself from my arms.

I smiled softly and exit the room.

A few minutes later

I kept my eyes away from hers, with her naked Infront of my eyes; despite the dressing wound, wearing only underwear and Bra; I couldn't think straight.  She's fucking sexy. I helped her to sit lower and proceed to wet the rag.

Her palm touch my bare shoulder and she said, "I got to remove my Bra."

I leaned my head to the side, "Say what now?"

"I have to take the rest of my clothes off."

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Thoughts?- This is one of the longest chapters. This was how it turned out.

Dominic a stress out Browning 😫

Tek off har clothes Zendi 😆

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