Page 58 of Adonis Gates
“Mm, not tonight,” his deep tenor sounded. “You not ready for that.”
Before I was able to protest and tell him that I was, he dove back in head first and successfully got another two climaxes out of me before letting me come up for air because I was completely spent, breathing erratically with my legs trembling uncontrollably.
“Shit was good.” Adonis voiced, kissing the insides of both of my thighs before he climbed from between my legs and disappeared inside his ensuite bathroom for a few minutes.
When he returned, he had a wash cloth in his hand to clean me up then he had me get up so that he could change the sheets since we had ruined them. I went into the bathroom to get myself together and redress before I rejoined him in the room and we got in bed together.
He turned the T.V. on then handed me the remote, so I just picked a random movie that was featured because I was going to sleep and by the looks of things he was too.
“You good?” he asked, pulling me closer and burying his face in the back of my neck.
“I’m fine.” I smiled to myself since he couldn’t see my face. “Are you okay?”
“Better than I ever been,” he mumbled just before I felt his cold lips on my neck.
I melted deeper into his embrace, and he hugged my body tighter. I felt so secure in his arms, and unbeknownst to him, it was the best that I’d ever felt as well. I damn near slept on the edge of the bed when I was with Derrick and he didn’t even flinch. Adonis was holding on to me like he was afraid I’d fall if he didn’t. Simple things like that set the margins between him and my trifling ex even further apart.
“Goodnight, Adonis.”
“Goodnight,” he grumbled and squeezed me gently, right before his breathing became a little shallow letting me know he was asleep.
After just having my soul extracted from my body and now being cuddled in his tight embrace inside his massive bed, I was right behind him.
Chapter Seventeen
Adonis.
About a week later…
“You not gon’ help us?” AP frowned and asked as he walked past me with a box in his hand.
“I don’t have to when I got you. Take yo ass on.” I smirked then chucked my head toward the house.
I was standing in Jru’s driveway checking some of my messages. Zig had taken a team out a few nights ago for transport, so I wanted to make sure everything was straight. They were set to come back in a little bit, so I checked the GPS systems to make sure they were enroute. When I saw that they were, I hit Deek to make sure he was still good to meet them.
I was wrapping my message to him when a call from Demetri, the new accountant that I’d obtained, hit me. I swiped my thumb across the screen to answer for him.
“Yeah?”
“Hey, Don, you got a minute?”
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“Alright, I’m sending something over to you. Let me know when you get it.” Seconds later my phone vibrated with a notification.
“I got it.”
“Okay, so check this out, I’ve been going over every location that you’ve inherited from Vado. Most of them look clean enough, but there’s this bar in Youngstown… it’s a problem.”
My brows furrowed. “A problem? How?”
“Their reported cash sales dropped nearly forty percent about six months ago, but their liquor orders and weekend traffic didn’t dip. If anything, it went up.”
There were two highlights on the spreadsheet that he’d sent me, so I allowed my eyes to carefully scan over it.
“So same crowd, but they’re making less?” I asked rhetorically because I could see the shit clear as day.
“Exactly. Either they’ve been skimming off the top or keeping the sales off the books. Then there’s this…” He paused briefly just as another message came through with scanned invoices. “They’ve been ordering twice as many cases of liquor than they’ve ever reported selling. Either it’s never gotten delivered or… it got moved out of the back door.”