Something Worth Fighting For (6 page)

“What a bitch.” Tisha frowned as she turned to face him. “Why can’t she just leave you two alone?”

“Because she’s a miserable lady who wants the world to be miserable with her. I seriously think she believes she’s in the right and I’m in the wrong. She can’t look past my skin color or my DNA to see that in my heart Cami is my niece. Hell, she’s my daughter. And blood, skin pigmentation, and ancestry have nothing to do with it at all.”

“Well, anyone who sees the two of you together knows you two belong together.”

He smiled. “Thanks for your faith in me. I ought to take you when we go before the judge in three months.”

“I’d go.” She looked so serious it made him want to kiss away the frown lines at the corners of her big brown eyes. “Hey, expert witness here, ready, willing, and able to do whatever is needed.”

Ready, willing and able had him thinking of things besides meeting with the judge. “You’re an expert on us now, are you?”

“Yes.” With a wicked little grin on her full lips, Tisha made her way over to him. She took the glass from his hand, set it on the counter next to him and moved into his arms. Jonah brought her in close to him. He placed one hand on the flat of her back, the other on the curve of her ass. “But I’m sure there are a few things I need to bone up on before I take the witness stand. If I’m going to swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, then I’m going to need to know every little—”

“Big,” he corrected with a slap to her derriere.

She smiled. “Sorry, big thing about you.”

“I couldn’t agree more.” Jonah glanced over to the bowl on the counter then down to the oven before looking back at her. “Skipping dinner sounds very appetizing to me.”

“Who needs to skip anything? I picked lasagna because it would take two hours to cook, leaving us plenty of downtime before…and after.”

“Two hours…that will just get us through the appetizers.”

“Promises. Promises.”

It was time to test his theory about her dress. While maintaining eye contact with her, Jonah moved his hand from her ass to her side and unbuttoned the fastening. When the button pulled free, he set her away from him just an inch or two and watched with supreme delight as the dress parted like the Red Sea, reveling a very sexy red bra and panty set.

“Is this for me?”

“Of course.” Tisha took a few steps back then shrugged, allowing the dress to slip off her shoulders to the floor. “You took care of the ingredients for dinner, I thought it only fair I bring dessert.”

“Fair is good. Real good.” Jonah couldn’t tear his gaze away from her. Damn, she was lovely. He thought earlier the ruby-colored dress she wore complemented her smooth brown skin, but it was nothing to the way she looked now. The red was still beautiful against her skin, but it was so much more. “Quick question.”

“Yes?” she said with an arch of her brow.

“Is the drool,” he brought his hand to his chin and wiped at it, “apparent or is it my imagination?”

“Oh, it’s apparent.”

“Good. I’d hate to be this happy and not have you know it.”

“I know it.”

“Wonderful.” Jonah took a single step forward, putting him directly in front of her once more, then leaned over and swept her into his arms. His bold move surprised Tisha, who burst out laughing and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Jonah!” she squealed as he headed out of the kitchen and toward his bedroom. “Don’t you drop me.”

It was only a few feet down the hallway to paradise, and there was no way he was letting his prize go. “I’m not going to drop you. I’m going to hold on to you forever.”

“Is that a promise?” Her question was softly worded as they reached the bedroom door. He didn’t answer right away, instead he kicked the door closed behind him and moved to the side of the bed.

“No.” He laid her down. “That’s a fact.”

Chapter Six

Tonight was a long time in coming, but Tisha could already tell it was going to be worth the wait. She licked her lips as Jonah moved away from the bed and turned on the bedside table lamp.

Jonah looked pretty damn good in his clothes. She couldn’t wait to see what he looked like out of them. As far as she was concerned, she’d already waited long enough.

“Feel free to undress at anytime,” she teased, easing up on her knees so she could do the same.

“In a rush?”

“Oh yeah.” Tisha reached her hands behind her back and unbuckled her bra then slipped the straps down her shoulders to free her breasts. Her nipples puckered immediately from a combination of the air and his heated gaze. “Like what you see?”

“To quote you, ‘oh yeah’.”

He kicked off his shoes and then pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his chest to her wanton gaze. She licked her lips at the thought of tasting the expanse of smooth, muscled skin. Her hands itched to pull him to her immediately, but she controlled herself, knowing they had the whole night to explore one another.

After he slipped his pants off, he pulled open his nightstand and withdrew a square foil wrapper before joining her on the bed. He laid it next to her without saying a word then pulled her over him until she was sitting on his lap, with a leg on either side of him. Before she could make herself comfortable there, Jonah gripped her hips and silently urged her to rise until her breasts were near his mouth.

Laughing, Tisha held on to his shoulders and looked down at him. “Can I help you?”

“No, I can help myself.” Jonah moved forward and took a beaded nipple in his mouth.

Her next words were muffled by the moans that escaped as she leaned into his touch and dropped her head back. Closing her eyes, she gave herself up to his caress as he took his time familiarizing his mouth with her breasts. He paid each one equal attention, licking, sucking and nipping at the tender tips until she thought she’d go mad from longing.

While his mouth was busy suckling her, his hands moved in an unhurried fashion over her back to her buttocks. He gripped her thong in his hands and pulled it down as far as it would go in the position they were sitting. Then he slipped his hand over her ass cheeks to caress her bare flesh.

The sensations of his mouth on her breasts and his hands on her ass had her yearning for more. Thankfully, Jonah didn’t leave her wanting for long.

He released her nipple, and while still holding her, he rose to his feet. Laughing, she tightened her grip on his shoulders as he turned around until he was facing the bed and laid her back down. When he stood again, he grabbed hold of her panties and pulled them off her, stopping her laughter cold. There was a hungry look in his eyes that promised her satisfaction, and Tisha couldn’t wait to collect.

“Damn, you’re beautiful, but I want to see more.”

“Don’t let me stand in your way.” She spread her legs in an unabashed display, more than willing to allow him to see her fervent desire. Her sex was slick and ready, which apparently appealed to Jonah, who groaned at the sight as he settled between her splayed thighs.

Before lowering his lips, he murmured, “If you taste as good as you look, I might not ever let you out of my bed.”

“You say that as if it’s a bad thing.”

A wicked smile danced across his face. “Never.” Jonah parted the lips to her overheated pussy and dipped his tongue in for a taste. Aroused beyond belief, Tisha surrendered to the sinful delight of his mouth. His tongue, his lips, pleasured her as none ever had before. Jonah was a patient and giving lover as he feasted between her legs.

Teasing her, he flicked her clit with his tongue in rapid succession before finally taking the heated button in his mouth and sucking. Tisha arched her back and dug her heels into the mattress as he added his fingers to the love game, thrusting them over and over into the deep well of her sex.

The man was a master with his tongue, finding all her sweet spots and teasing them until she was writhing on the bed. Her head rolled back and forth on the mattress as he brought her higher and higher.

Tisha swiveled her hips and held on for dear life to the bed as Jonah fingered her. His touch was like fire to her flame. Unable to help herself, Tisha gyrated on his fingers. Moaning and arching, Tisha rode the orgasm washing through her body like a tidal wave. Her body felt aflame and she wasn’t sure if she could take one more second of the intense gratification.

Releasing the sheet, she reached between her thighs and grabbed hold of him. “Jonah, please fuck me…” Tisha begged as she tugged at his hair. She couldn’t take another second of this sweet madness. She wanted him inside her. No. She needed him inside her.

“I plan on it.”

“No. Now.”

Jonah reached up, took her hands in his and pulled them away from his hair, forcing her to release him. He forcefully moved them back to her side and pressed them into the bed. “When I’m ready.”

“But I’m ready.” Tisha wasn’t above begging to get what she needed.

“No, you only think you’re ready. Let me show you what ready really is.” Jonah slipped his fingers and his mouth back to her pussy and began his sensual assault anew, driving Tisha once again over the edge of reason as he pleasured her into another mind-blowing orgasm.

Breathing heavily, Tisha lay limp as Jonah rose from between her legs and pulled his boxers past his bulging erection. She watched him through heavy-lidded eyes until she caught the first glimpse of his cock, then her eyes widened in delight. He was long, thick and hard, just as she liked. If she were a gossiper she’d have a lot to tell the girls come Tuesday morning.

Picking up the condom, he quickly ripped through the wrapper and tossed it carelessly on the floor. Jonah took his cock in hand and pumped it a few times before slipping on the condom. She liked the fact he was prepared for the evening and didn’t hem and haw about protection. It said a lot about him as man, and made her respect him even more.

“You taste better than I ever could have imagined,” he said as he climbed on the bed beside her and positioned himself against the slick entrance of her pussy. “Now it’s time to see if you feel as good as I dreamed.”

Leaning over, he took her mouth with his. Tisha could taste herself on his lips and tongue as kissed her. He placed his hand under her leg, raising it higher as he laid his other palm flat on the bed next to her head, all the while feasting on her mouth.

Not to be outdone, Tisha wrapped her legs around his waist and moved her hands to his lower back, loving the feel of his cool skin against hers.

Jonah pulled back slightly as he broke their kiss and moved his hand between their bodies to center his cock. Tisha took the moment to speak softly to him before she lost the little piece of her mind. “I feel as if I’ve been waiting for this moment forever.”

“It’s a feeling I know well.” Then he thrust deep inside her and every coherent thought she had faded away. Tisha bit back a moan as the onslaught of pleasure rose as rapid as quicksand to swallow her whole. She felt stretched to the breaking point, able to climax at the simplest move. It was almost as if her body had never known pleasure before this night, before this man. The way he filled her felt so right it was scary but also very arousing.

“God,” Jonah rasped, putting into words what she couldn’t even sound out at this moment.

Her pussy clenched hungrily around his thrusting shaft. Ravenous for more, she shifted and moved her legs up his back. The new angle allowed him to sink even farther inside her cavern, allowing him to fuck her deeper than any man had before.

“Take me,” he groaned against her neck. “That’s it. Take me.”

And she did, giving as much as she got. For every thrust he gave her, she pushed back into him, taking him deeper and deeper, until the thick crown of his cock brushed against her cervix.

Never before had anything ever hurt so good in her life. Tisha bit into her bottom lip in the hope of quieting herself as the pressure built inside her. But Jonah wouldn’t allow her to silence her pleasure.

“No. Don’t fight it.” He bore down on her, fucking her into the mattress until she began to think she was one with the sheets. “I want to hear you scream.”

“Jonah…” she cried out as he filled her, and then some. “Jonah…yes…yes…”

He drew back then drove forth once more. And that was all it took. Tisha bucked beneath him, clawing his back with her nails as she came like a freight train.

Instead of slowing to allow her to catch her breath, Jonah sped up, riding her to another mind-shattering orgasm before he too came. “Ohhh…fuck…” Despite his release, he was still pumping away inside her, only slower now and not so fierce. After a few steady strokes, he groaned and leaned forward, resting his head beside her while propping himself up on shaky arms. His breath was ragged against her ear.

“Damn…” Jonah pulled out of her body and turned, collapsing on the bed next to her. Their heavy breathing was the only sound for a few long moments. Reaching over to his nightstand, he grabbed a Kleenex and made quick work of removing the condom before setting it on the table. He then turned slightly to look over at her. “You really should come over to dinner more often.”

Chuckling, Tisha turned so she was facing him and laid her head on his shoulder. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“More than words can say.” Jonah began to caress her back. “You know wh—”

The phone suddenly rang, interrupting whatever it was he was about to say. Frowning, Jonah glanced at the table. “I need to get that.”

“Sure.” Tisha sat up, making room for Jonah to do the same.

Instead of answering it right away though, he looked at her with regret-filled eyes. “If this were another time, another place, I wouldn’t answer the phone at all, but with Cami…”

Tisha placed her finger over his lips, silencing him. “You don’t have to explain at all.”

Jonah kissed the tip of her finger before turning and reaching for the phone. “Hello.”

Lying back down, Tisha closed her eyes and snuggled into the mattress contemplating a quick nap before dinner. She felt utterly and completely wrung out, but in the nicest of ways.

“Calm down, baby. I’ll be right there.” At the urgent tone in Jonah’s voice, she opened her eyes and sat up as he jumped from the bed.

“What’s going on?”

“Cami wouldn’t say. She just kept asking me to come and get her.”

“What about the visitation rights?”

“Fuck that.” Jonah grabbed his boxers and slid them back on. “Something is wrong and I’m going to find out what.”

“Not without me you’re not.” If someone was messing with Cami, there was going to be hell to pay.

* * * * *

Jonah couldn’t get the sound of Cami’s angry voice out of his head as he drove the ten-minute trip to ReShaunda’s house in stone silence. Just thinking of what could have possibly upset his girl so much had him seeing red. If ReShaunda said or did anything to Cami she was going to have to deal with him, and to hell with the judge and his stupid-ass court order. No one fucked with his family. No one.

Furious now more than he’d been when he hung up the phone, Jonah willed the lights to turn green on his demand. The longer it took, the more he brooded on the unknown. He glanced at his cell phone sitting in the cup holder, willing it to ring. He didn’t want to call back to stir up more trouble, but he wanted to know what was going on.

Was Cami still upset? Had she locked herself up a room to avoid ReShaunda? Was she hurt? The questions picked at his brain like a crow at a farmer’s crops.

“Fuck!” he muttered under his breath, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel in frustration. “Turn already.”

“You need to calm down before you have an aneurism.”

“This is me calm.”

“Then be someone else calm because your calm is scary as hell.”

Jonah shot Tisha an aggravated look. Instead of backing down, however, she reached over and patted his thigh. “Cami needs you with your head in the right space. If you go over there all Papa Bear you’re not going to help matters. Only cause them to escalate.”

“That’s the problem,” he gritted out. “I don’t know what’s going on.”

“And cursing out the light isn’t going to get you any answers.”

“Your logic isn’t appreciated right now.”

“Fine. Go.”

“Go?” He frowned in confusion.

“Light. Green. Go.”

“Oh.” Jonah turned his attention back to the road ahead and floored it.

In just a few minutes they reached the subdivision where the evil witch lived. The anxiety and anger he felt subsided a bit when he pulled in front of ReShaunda’s house. The lights shone on the lower floor and he could see a silhouette of someone through the front window. Good. He was expected.

Cutting off the engine, Jonah turned to Tisha, who was reaching for the door handle and laid his hand on her arm. Startled, she turned back to face him, confusion written all over her face. “What?”

“I need you… Will you wait here?” Jonah waited for her to rail at him for bringing her all the way out here then forcing her to stay in the car, but to his surprise, she didn’t.