Page 27 of Always Been You

Terror

“ T he flight wasn’t bad, huh?” Dyami said on the jet bridge.

“Not at all.” I cut a smile. She blushed and increased her pace.

She was so shy. It wasn’t shit sheepish about the way she sucked the soul out of my dick on that flight.

She was becoming increasingly comfortable with me, and her adventurous side emerged more with every moment we spent together.

I know there was a lot on her mind, and maybe that was her way of getting it off.

I would happily be the distraction, but she knew reciprocation was just around the corner because I couldn’t get enough of her taste.

We walked into the airport and straight to the parking garage.

We didn’t have much time. Twelve hours to be exact, before we had to take a flight home, so I wanted it to be worth his while.

She needed a getaway, and honestly, I did too.

Crystal was on bullshit, but I knew she would be after everything went down at the restaurant.

I wasn’t going to let her fuck with me because my time with my son was always going to be my first priority.

I would miss him like crazy, but it was only a matter of weeks before she would get served.

I was on my way to spend time with Dyami when I called.

Then I heard her strain. Any tension in her voice played on my chest.

“I have to be careful saying anything to you, because taking a flight on a whim is crazy.” She said.

“Ain’t nothing wrong with a getaway, right?”

“I’m not complaining. Just something to get used to I guess.” She smiled sweetly.

“This way.” I led her to where my car was parked.

“You got all this set up pretty fast. This is nice.” She said as I opened the passenger side door.

“This is mine. I told you I am here often. I know the flight schedules like the back of my hand. We have about twelve hours before we have to be back here.”

“I’ll take whatever break from reality I can get.”

“We are going to build a life you don’t need a break from.” My words made her blush as I closed the door. I loved talking my shit to her. It was all true, but it was nothing like seeing that blush on her face.

“So, what are we going to do with our time?” she asked.

“I figured we go to the beach. If you are hungry, we can get food. I’ll get a hotel for us to shower before we catch the flight back.”

“I would love to stay at the beach until it’s time for us to go. I have always dreamed about spending the night on a beach. Can we even do that?” She asked.

“We can. I mean, it closes, but we still can.” I said.

“Then how we gone do that?”

“Let me handle it. I got you.”

I may have been removed a few years ago, but I still had people here who owed me favors. Them not fucking with us while we spent the night on the beach was a small ask. Many people did it, and the only hill to climb with that was money. That was definitely a small thing to a giant.

We went to a convenience store. Bought snacks and towels to lay out.

Once we loaded up, we arrived at the Beach just as everyone was clearing out.

We waited about half an hour and went down.

When we were stopped, I passed over a few bands, and the nigga floated out of our way so quick Dyami snapped her head.

“Well, that was easy.” She laughed.

“Told you.”

We laid our towels out and settled in the sand. It was a perfect night. It was so clear. All the stars were visible, and the moon reflected off the water. Dyami settled between my legs and placed her back against my chest. My phone rang and I hung my head.

“Who is that?” She asked innocently.

“Work. I’ll make it quick.”

“Yeah?” I answered.

“Just circling back about the distributors. Nothing I found can come into the price range that you are asking for.” Chris said.

“That’s impossible. You can’t tell me that no one can deliver to us in this area without us retaining at least a 40 percent margin. That’s crazy.” I tried to get up, but Dyami’s soft hand on my leg stopped me. This shit I was going to have to deal with when I got home.

“Look, Chris. I appreciate you. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“Everything okay?” Dyami asked.

“Yeah, all bullshit left back home. I shouldn’t have even answered.”

“This is beautiful.” She eased into a different conversation. She was perfectly fine not talking about any problems.

“I thought you might like it.”

“When we were growing up. Did you imagine you would be this?”

“Shit, all I wanted to do was make and help you. I loved money. The thrill of it and the lifestyle it provides. I figured I would be doing something like this, but I didn’t imagine amassing this much.” I said, honestly.

“I always knew you would be successful in whatever you chose. You just are that fucking stubborn.”

“That’s one of my best qualities.” I laughed at her. “I always knew you would be a college girl. You were screaming that shit every day.”

“I wasn’t playing either. I knew it was my way out.”

“I guess I felt the same way. We weren’t broke, but I always felt it was more that I wanted.”

“What about now? Do you have everything you want?” She turned to look at me.

“I’m getting closer. I want you to meet my son.”

“Of course. I will. I hope he likes me. I haven’t been around kids in so long.” I could feel her nerves when she replied. Her being so close to me, there wasn’t much she could hide.

“He's a cool lil dude. Trust me, he will love you.”

“I want to get in the water.” She changed the subject.

I was going to call her out on being avoidant, but when she pulled her dress over her body, revealing her brown panties and bra set, words were the last thing on my mind.

She ran to the water and jumped in. I followed behind as she splashed.

She jumped up and down, experiencing the freedom I had known so many times.

At night, practically on the beach alone under the stars. No eyes but the ones you wanted on you.

She stopped splashing, and I waded close to her. She lifted her voice and screamed to the heavens. It startled me at first, but when I saw what it did for her, I encouraged her.

“Do it again.”

She looked at me, slightly confused, and screamed again.

“Did it help?” I asked.

“I heard it would. Maybe I didn’t do it loud enough.” She said, shrugging her shoulders.

“It wasn’t enough commitment. Probably because you're swimming and thinking about not dying. Come here.” I took her to the edge of the water, where it was only high enough to go past her knees. I held her hands in mine.

“Close your eyes. I know we said we ain’t talking about it but get that bullshit on of your mind. Whatever it was that bothered you and has been fucking with you for the longest time. I want you to feel that shit down to your toes. You got it?” I checked with her. She nodded her head up and down.

“Good, now I want you to release that shit.

Scream as loud as you can. Scream like you are trying to get that shit off you.

Scream like you're tired of carrying it and imagine the louder you scream, the faster it leaves.” I felt her hands get tense as I waited for her.

“Anytime you are ready.” I encouraged her one last time before she opened her mouth and let out a wail that fostered so much pain it was palpable.

The scream was guttural, and when I thought it was coming to an end, it continued.

Tears slipped from each of her closed lids as I held onto her hand.

She opened her lids and swiped away her tears quickly.

“Did that help?” I asked.

“Actually, it did.”

“Good, now let’s run,” I said as I saw the beam of light sweeping across the sand a bit further away.

“What?” She asked.

“Let’s run!” I said, pulling her arm. She looked over her shoulder and saw the light. We took off in a full-blown sprint. We laughed as we ran and landed under the pier. We looked in the distance where the lights were. They were right at our beach towel, clothes, and snacks.

“I thought you said no one was here.” She said, eyes locked on the lights.

“Like no people, but beach security stays here all night.”

“Then why you have me screaming like a fool?”

“Because it helped?” I shrugged my shoulders and laughed. She hit me in the chest and joined in. We stumbled and fell back in the sand.

“They are taking our clothes.” She tried to rise, but I pulled her back into me and pinned her with a kiss.

“Fuck those clothes. You don’t need them for what I want to do.”

“What if we get caught?” Her lips spread into a grin.

“What if we do?” I hiked my brow. Her only response was a kiss.

One that made me quickly lose myself. We rolled around until she was on top of me.

She reached down and pulled my dick out of my pants.

I pulled her panties to the side. When she sank down on me slowly, I bit my lip.

She rocked her hips up and down, pacing herself, as I reached out and caressed her breasts.

I needed those sexy nipples out of that bra.

“Don’t break it, Marcos.” She warned.

“Take it off,” I demanded. I was getting impatient and fumbling. My mouth was watering, and I needed a mouthful of her. As soon as her bra came up, I sat up and slipped her left one into my mouth while I increased her pace with my hand, aided by her hips.

“Fuck, baby. Thank you. Thank you for this.”

“You got that, baby. Whatever you need, whenever you need it.”

“I need your clothes after this, then.” She laughed, but she was talking a little too much for me.

I flipped her on her back and started driving.

Within seconds, her eyes rolled back in her head.

That was precisely where I wanted her. I didn’t want her thinking about shit but us and this moment.

I was going to fuck her until the sun came up.

I would always be there to do what needed to be done to improve her mood and raise her spirits.

She deserved that. That was the least I could do, really.

With the way she unfolded to my touch, I needed more of that and I would earn it every chance I got.