She Fell For A Boss: An Urban Love Tale (17 page)

“I don't think that’s a good idea. It will only make things worse if you’re there.”

“What you think doesn’t really matter when it comes to me making sure you’re good. I don't have to say shit to him, but I’m not letting you go see him without me there. That's not up for debate, and I really don't want to talk about that.” He stood and reached for her hand, and when she was on her feet, he lifted her body enough for Yami to wrap her legs around his waist.

Her small size made it easy for him to hold her in place and her arms moved around his neck. After a few pecks, Miego looked her right in the eyes.

“Stay in here tonight.”

“I can't do that,” she whispered against his lips just before he kissed her again, this time, a full blown kiss.

“Can't or won't?”

She was about to answer, but he kissed her again to stop her and then walked over to the door, carrying her with him. Once he shut it, he moved to the bed, lowered her onto it and stood over her just staring at her for a minute with a grin on his face.

“You wanna run, don't you?”

Yami laughed. “No… well maybe a little.”

Her response made him laugh. “How many times do I have to tell you I got you before you understand what that means?”

Miego pulled the drawstring on the sweat pants he was wearing and moved them and his boxers down his body. His manhood was ready and waiting, damn near drawing her in. Yami tried her best not to stare, but it was commanding attention and she couldn't help it.

After walking to his dresser and grabbing a hand full of condoms, Miego stood over her again. He tossed them on the nightstand and then climbed on the bed with Yami. He pulled her to a seated position, yanked her shirt over her head, and tossed it on the floor. Her eyes were on him the entire time, even as he reached for the cotton shorts she was wearing and moved them over her hips and down her thighs, along with her panties.

“You good?” Miego asked before he leaned over her and kissed her stomach and then trailed kisses up her chest to her neck.

She released a soft moan and nodded, unable to speak. When she didn't answer, he hovered over her and let his eyes meet hers.

“Yamiah, are you good?”

“Yes.”

Just the thought alone of being able to finally enter Yami had Miego on edge. He played around with the idea of tasting her first, but he had been waiting for what felt like forever to have her so he would have to owe her on that one. Right now, he needed to be inside her, so he balanced his weight on one arm and grabbed a condom.

Once he ripped it open and got it on, he moved closer to her and slid one arm under her back and used the other to spread her legs apart. He then used his hand to guide himself to her opening. After positioning himself, he slowly pushed inside her and damn near lost it right then and there.

He didn't know if it was the anticipation or just that she felt that right to him, but Miego knew right away that it would be a struggle to keep control.

“Fuck, shorty, you wrong as hell for holding out on me,” Miego said just before he buried his face in her neck.

He could feel the tension in her body, so he took it easy on her, with slow, steady strokes. It was damn near killing him because he just wanted to dive in and go deep.

When he snapped out of his euphoric state and her hands gripped his arms, he lifted his head and looked own at her. Her face was balled up and she had her lip tucked between her teeth, but her eyes were open and she looked right at him. He kissed her on the forehead and then her lips.

“You want me to stop, shorty? You look like you’re about to cry,” he said with a grin

“Shut up, I’m fine,” she lied.

Yami felt like he was about to rip her body apart, but she was not about to let him know that. Seeing wasn't believing because laying eyes on what he had inside her did no justice for what she was currently feeling.

Miego chuckled. “No the fuck you’re not, but give it a minute and you’ll be alright.” He kissed her again before she could say anything else, and then focused on keeping his promise.

Miego handled Yami like a pro, making sure he hit every inch that he could reach inside her body. She accepted it and took it like a champ. It only took a minute for the pain to subside, and then she was all in. She matched his strokes, and the two moved together like they had been practicing for it all their lives. Just as Yami reached her boiling point, Miego did too. With his lips pressed against her shoulder, he held her tight, damn near crushing her body because all of his weight was on her until his body went rigid and he released.

Unable to move, Miego stayed put until he felt her trying to shove him off her, which made him roll over onto his side and pull her with him.

“Man, I’m not fucking with you on that.” Miego laughed and kissed the tip of her nose.

She frowned, trying to figure out what he meant. “Why?”

“Cause, I told you, you’re wrong as hell for holding out on me.”

Yami laughed and sat up. “I don't even know what to say to that.”

“I don't know why the fuck you laughing. I’m dead ass.” Miego sat up and then stood.

He looked over his shoulder at her on the opposite side of the bed before he shook his head and walked to the bathroom. When he returned, Yami was dressed again and about to leave his room, but he quickly put a stop to that.

“Nah, it don't work like that. I told you that you were working your way to this room. This is our shit now.” He nodded to the bed as he stepped back into his boxers.

“I can't do that, what about Ray?”

“What about her, you don't have to explain shit to her, she’s two. But I’ll wake your ass up early so you can go back to your room if that’s what you want, but tonight you're in here with me.”

Yami looked at the door and then back at him.

“The fuck you standing there like you gotta think about it for? I’m not playing, and the way your ass standing over there, I know good and damn well you not gon’ make it down the hall to your room. Your face all scrunched up and shit from just standing there.” He smiled at her with a wicked grin, knowing that he had just rearranged her insides.

Yami was pissed that he was mocking her, but she really couldn't say anything. He was right. Any movement she made had her struggling, and she seriously wondered if she would be able to handle him, but she kept it to herself. She was not about to admit defeat with Miego. He was too arrogant for that.

“Fine, but we’ll have to figure something out.”

“Yeah, whatever,” Miego said with a grin after she purposely ignored what he said about her current physical status.

They both climbed in his bed, and with her body against his and his arms holding her in place, they settled in for the night. Yami didn't complain because it just felt right. She would have to figure out the rest later.

The next morning, just like planned, Miego woke her up early so that she could get Ray up and dressed. Yami had class at ten, and she was taking Ray to daycare. After she had them both dressed, Ray had her bookbag and Yami had hers, the two stopped by Miego’s studio to let him know that they were leaving.

As usual, they found him leaning over his mixing board, headphones on, and nodding his head to whatever he was listening to. Yami bit her lip because he was still only dressed in sweatpants, no shirt. The second he realized they were in there with him, he pulled the headphones off and addressed Ray.

“You leaving me, Ray? I thought you were chillin’ with me today.” He lifted her into his lap and kissed her face.

“Mommy said I have to go to school.” She pointed and looked up at Yami.

“You’ll see Miego later. You have to go to school like Mommy, Ray.”

Ray stuck her little lips out and pouted a little more, which made Miego laugh.

“Don't do that, Ray. Be a big girl and go to school, and I’ll have a surprise for you when you get home.”

“Okay.” Just like that, she was over it.

Yami rolled her eyes and shook her head.

Miego laughed and then shrugged.

“Let's go, Ray, we’re late.”

Ray slid off Miego’s lap after he kissed her cheek one last time and then walked over and grabbed her mother's hand. He stood and joined them, leaning down to kiss Yami before he whispered in her ear, “I’ll have a surprise for you too.” He kissed the side of her face and she blushed.

After walking them to the door, Miego locked up and headed back to the studio.

Yami grinned all the way down stairs until she hit the front door and heard Ray’s little voice.

“Daddy.” She yanked away from Yami.

Even after Yami tried to tighten her hold on her daughter’s hand, Ray ran to Black and jumped into his arms.

“Hey, baby girl. Daddy missed you.”

“I missed you too, Daddy. Are you taking us to school?” Ray asked.

He looked away from his daughter and right at Yami. “Yep, would you like that?”

“Yes.” Ray giggled. “Come on, Mommy.”

“No, Ray, Mommy’s going to drive us,” Yami said, looking at Ray and trying not to make eye contact with Black.

He laughed arrogantly and then looked at Yami with so much hate that it made her heart race. She gripped her phone and his eyes went right to it.

“Don't even think about it, that nigga already got you in enough trouble as it is. Get in the got damn car, Yamiah,” he said as he clenched his jaw.

She looked at him and then her daughter, knowing that shit was about to go tragically wrong before she moved slowly to his car and got in.

After he buckled Ray into her seat, Black moved into the driver’s seat and looked at her. “I told you to keep that nigga away from my daughter, didn't I? I swear you don't fucking listen, but I got something for that.”

He started the car and pulled away from the curb. Yami looked up at their building as her heart pounded harder in her chest. She didn't know what Black was about to do because he was so unpredictable, but she had a feeling that this might be the last time she ever saw her daughter, her building or Miego again. She knew that Black would never hurt Ray but when it came to her, there were no guarantees.

To be continued…

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