Page 17 of Juke (DeLuca Brothers #4)

His smirk deepened, and I could see where his mind was going by the way his hand trailed down my back. I laughed and backed away. “Nope. We gotta get ready.”

“Get ready for what?”

“My parents are coming today. Remember?”

“You’re lucky I wanna make a good impression on yo’ people or we wouldn’t be going anywhere.

” He slapped my butt before swaggering off to the bathroom while I went to the closet to find something to wear.

As bad as I wanted to follow him into the shower, I knew if we did, we’d never leave… at least not anytime soon.

***

We pulled into the gate of my aunt and uncle’s estate and circled the circular driveway before Rashad found a parking spot near the fountain.

Once he parked, he looked over at me with that smoldering look that always made me shy away from his gaze.

He got out and circled his truck before opening the passenger door for me and helping me out.

Before we even made it to the porch, I could hear music playing, laughter, and somebody yelling for one of the kids to stop running.

I’m pretty sure that they were talking to Benny’s bad ass.

Rashad knocked once, and a moment later, Aunt Shaunie opened the door with a smile on her face.

“So, it took your mama to come into town before you came to see me?” she smirked before pulling me into a hug.

“Auntie…”

“And I assume you’re the reason why?” She eyed Juke.

“If it takes the heat off of her, then yes, ma’am… I am.” I looked over my shoulder at Rashad and simpered.

“Okay, then. I’on care what that son of mine says… I like you,” she countered, causing both me and Rashad to laugh because we knew she was talking about Buck.

Aunt Shaunie pulled the door wider, and we stepped inside where it seemed like everyone was talking at once. Mama spotted us first, weaving through the people like hadn’t seen me in decades.

“Hey, baby,” she said, hugging me tight. She looked Rashad over like she was checking him out. “Well, it’s nice to finally meet you in person, Rashad.”

“It’s good to finally meet you too, ma’am,” he said.

“Uh…uh. Didn’t I tell you to call me Neicy?”

“My bad, Mrs. Neicy.” He smirked.

My daddy came right behind her and extended his hand toward Rashad. “How you doing, son?”

“I can’t complain,” Juke replied, shaking his hand.

“You ready for tomorrow?” Daddy asked.

Rashad grinned. “I stay ready so it ain’t no need to get ready,” he responded cockily.

We talked to my parents for a few more minutes before they told us everyone else was outside. When we made it to the back, we found Buck and Stacks by the grill arguing as usual.

“Man, the fuck is you doing?” Stacks frowned.

“Looks like you needed some help. Them ribs look a lil’ dry.”

“Bro, get the fuck on ’fore I press yo’ face on this damn grill.”

“And I’ll tell Mommy, bitch.” Buck stuck his finger up before he noticed us. “Look who finally decided to show the fuck up,” Buck called when he saw us.

“Shut up, Lincoln,” I chastised. “I’m here now.” I waved him off and sat by Nic.

“Aye, what you doing to my cousin? She getting a mouth on her?” Buck called himself grilling Rashad.

“Whatever I’m doing to her is my business, and she ain’t complaining.” He smirked.

“Oop,” Mel instigated.

“Ain’t nobody talking to you, Thugga. Mind that bald-headed ass nigga over there.” He pointed at Kilo, who was coming back outside with Teddy. We didn’t see him inside, so he must’ve been somewhere with him.

“Watch ya mouth, Lincoln,” he warned. Kilo gave Teddy to his mama, and he joined his brothers by the grill.

“You gone be good?” Rashad leaned down and asked before dropping a kiss on my lips.

“Aye, nigga!” Buck yelled. “Get yo’ nasty ass lips off my cousin. The fuck wrong with you?” He frowned.

Rashad kissed me again before walking over where the other guys were.

“Somebody glowing and shit,” Mel mentioned.

“Mhm…I know that look, too. That’s how I got pregnant again,” Nic added.

“Don’t blame that on nobody but yo’ hot ass and that insane husband of yours,” Kasha blurted.

“Bro… Benny get the fu―” Keenan started before Buck cut him off.

“Make me disconnect yo’ shit. The fuck you cursing for?” Buck scolded.

“I beat him, Daddy!” Benny yelled.

Buck tried to contain his laughter, but he couldn’t.

“Man, chill,” he laughed. “Leave the big boys alone. Go get Teddy and y’all do some shit.” That was all he had to say before he took off running. “And if you curse again, I’m gone fuck you up.” He pointed his finger at Keenan.

“You ain’t gone do shit,” Keenan shot back before taking off running inside.

Times like this made me forget about Rio and his bullshit.

This felt… normal. I felt normal. I overheard the guys talking to Rashad about his fight tomorrow, and you could tell he was passionate about what he did.

He must’ve felt me looking at him because his eyes caught mine and he held my gaze for a bit.

“Aye, cuz. I love you and all, but you might need to stay home tomorrow if this nigga gone be watching you like this. I got fifty bands on this nigga, and I’m gone get my money whether he wins or not,” Stacks spoke.

“Really, Jackson?” Kasha fake fussed.

“Chill, baby. I got you.” He winked and blew her a kiss, causing her to blush.

“I see I ain’t the only one glowing,” I joked.

“Mhm… you’ll be next. My brother ain’t took his eyes off you yet,” Nic spoke.

“Gone and give that man another baby,” Mel chimed in.

“Uh… no, ma’am. He’ll be alright,” Kasha countered. “Go ahead and give Kilo another baby while you all over here in my uterus.”

That caused us to laugh and Buck’s nosy ass to ask what we were lying about.

Everything went good. My parents seemed to like Rashad and couldn’t wait to see him fight in person tomorrow.

I smiled as I watched him play around with the boys.

He was good with kids, and for a second it had me thinking about how he would be as a father.

By the time the sun started setting, everyone was winding down.

The little kids were getting fussy indicating that they had tired themselves out.

I knew their parents were just fine with that.

The bigger kids were in a corner on their phones.

Poor Liberty couldn’t laugh too hard or Jace and Keenan was snatching her phone from her to see what she was doing.

The men loved the fact that they were so protective of her, while she hated it.

Mama and Aunt Shaunie were in the kitchen packing plates to send home while the men were still clustered outside, still lying and talking about Rashad’s fight tomorrow. I’d just stepped back outside with Nic and headed over to Rashad. When I got close, he pulled me into his side.

“You ready to get outta here?” he asked.

“Nigga, didn’t I tell you ’bout being all on my cousin like that? Unc, you gone let him feel up your daughter like that?” Buck instigated.

“Stop being messy, Lincoln, and let’s go,” Nic fussed.

“Goldie, bring that down, baby, ’fore I do you something out here,” Buck joked.

“You ain’t gone do shit,” Keenan blurted.

“I swear I’m gone beat yo’ ass. You ain’t coming to my house either. Yo’ mama needs to hurry up and bring her ass home. I’ain no fucking daycare.”

We all laughed at their banter before we all gathered our things to leave. After hugging my parents and telling them I’ll see them tomorrow, we left.

Once we made it outside to the truck, Rashad opened my door, but instead of letting me get in, he leaned on the frame, looking at me before he bent down, kissing me slow and deliberate right there in my aunt and uncles driveway with my cousins just a few feet away.

“I hope Rell knocks yo’ bitch ass out tomorrow!” Buck yelled before shutting Nic inside the truck.

When he finally let me go, his thumb brushed my chin. “Let’s get you home.”

By the time we got inside his condo, I was ready to get out these clothes and relax, but it was clear Rashad had other plans by the way his arm hooked around my waist, and he yanked me back into him.

“I couldn’t wait to get you back here to do this.” His hand slid under my top, gripping my breast.

I turned in his arms and kissed him, slow at first, but it intensified fast. His tongue slid against mine, his hands roaming everywhere, pulling me closer like he couldn’t get enough. He walked me backward until my legs hit the couch, and we went down together.

He broke the kiss only long enough to tug my top over my head, tossing it aside.

His eyes raked over my bra and the swell of my breasts.

“Fuck… look at you. You sexy as fuck. You know that?” His mouth was on me before I could respond, sucking and biting until my back arched.

I slid my hands under his shirt, feeling the heat of his skin, and his muscles flexing under my palms. He pulled it off himself, then went right back to kissing me like he had a point to prove.

“Take these off,” he said, tugging at my jeans.

I pushed them down, and he peeled them the rest of the way off, his lips trailing over my thighs. “You know what I’m ’bout to do to you, right?”

I nodded.

When his tongue slid over me, I grabbed the back of his head. When he reached my pussy, my breath got caught in my throat at the feeling of him circling his tongue over my clit.

“Mhm… there she go.” He slid his fingers inside of me, hitting that spot that had my hips rolling into him. “Yeah… just like that.”

The pressure built fast, and when it hit, I gripped his hair, crying out as my legs shook.

He didn’t let up… just kept going until my body couldn’t take it, until I was trying to push him away and he just chuckled against me.

When he finally came up, he kissed me, letting me taste myself on him, before sliding into me in one deep stroke that knocked the breath from my lungs.

“Eyes on me.” His voice was low and demanding.

I looked at him, and the way he stared back had me clinging to him. He set a hard pace, each thrust pulling another sound from me. “You feel that?” he asked between strokes. “That’s me making sure you’on ever question where you stand with me again.”

“Rashad…” I whimpered.

“Shit, mama. That shit sounds good coming out yo’ pretty ass mouth. Say that shit again for me, baby.”

I did, over and over, until I was shaking around him, cumming hard.

He followed, groaning and cursing through his own release.

Once I felt him stop thumping inside of me, he still didn’t move.

He placed his forehead against mine, all while still breathing heavy and said.

“Ain’t no question, Sophi. You’re mine, and I got you. ”