Page 5 of Reckless Forever (Jennings Mafia Family #3)

Judah

Ivy: Same time tonight, I’ll leave the door unlocked.

The message came through and made me smile.

Then my smile instantly faded when I saw Alexis calling.

She had been blowing me up, and I hadn’t given her ass a second thought since I had seen Ivy.

When I was in the room with Ivy, I didn’t even take my phone; I left that shit in the guest room that I had been sleeping in.

It was just the two of us, without any distractions, and I liked that.

Every night I went into her room, it was always some weird ass fun fact that she wanted me to know, and it was cool to see her in her element as a scientist. She just wasn’t a pretty face, and that made her finer.

I went to the bathroom and took a shower, and the thoughts of her made my dick brick up underneath the showerhead.

I was trying to be a friend, but I felt like my attraction to her was apparent.

I had bitches that I saw every other day, and I didn’t think twice about them.

But Ivy consumed my thoughts all day. I don’t know what it is; it could be that I’m used to getting what I want.

And the fact that I couldn’t have Ivy made me want to have her more.

I continued to shower, dick harder than a brick of gold, as I washed my body.

Throwing the towel around me, I was still bricked up.

I sat on the edge of the bed and tried to get myself in check.

No woman had ever had this effect on me.

It was fifteen minutes past the time that I was supposed to go into the room when my dick finally started cooperating.

I pushed open the door and locked it behind me.

She had one leg on the bed, putting on lotion. She was dressed in a white pajama short set with cherries on them. When I walked in, she smiled, showing that one dimple.

“I didn’t think you were coming.”

“Uh, my shower ran over,” I said as I tried to focus on everything but her. I could feel that muhfucka starting to rise again, and if it did, I was going to scare Shorty.

“Did you know that- why are you laughing?”

I cut her off mid-sentence, shaking my head.

“Cause, every night you got some shit to tell me,” I chuckled because I knew she would have some nerdy ass shit to say.

She laughed and rolled her eyes. “And I’m going to tell you anyway. Did you know that the air outside smells different right now because the flood washed all the dust and pollen out of the atmosphere? That fresh, earthly scent is called petrichor.”

“Nah, I didn’t know that, Shorty. I’ll remember the smell the next time I’m fighting for my life in a flash flood.” I said as she screamed and threw the lotion bottle at me.

I ducked before I went deeper into the room and sat on the bed.

“What are we watching tonight?” I asked.

This shit was different; the only screens I watched on a daily basis were the security systems for Kingsway, our other properties, and our homes.

Before I got here, I can’t remember the last time I watched anything on TV.

It felt good to just be normal and not have to be pulled in every different direction.

Being in Bolivia gave me the vacation that I hadn’t had since I was probably seventeen years old.

“I was thinking we could watch this dating show that my cousin told me about,” she said as she pulled up the app and clicked on it.

“Cool,” I grabbed my blanket and lay across the bed.

We made conversation throughout the show; it was routine, the show was just the background noise for us. She had opened up to me a lot over the last two weeks, and every day that I got closer to the states, I regretted it.

She was sitting on the bed next to me with her knees to her chest and her arms locked around them. Then she took her hair out of the bun and let it frame her face. She had always worn it up and pulled it out of her face, but now it fell around her shoulders.

“Why are you staring at me, Judah?” she questioned.

“Because you're pretty as fuck,” I didn’t hesitate in my response. It was the truth, and up until this point, I hadn’t mentioned my attraction to her.

She blushed and then let her eyes fall to the end of the bed. I sat up next to her and pushed her hair out of her face. It was quiet, aside from the host on the TV introducing the contestants, and I lifted her chin, bringing her eyes to meet mine.

“Judah….” She whispered as I leaned toward her.

“Ivy…” I said just before my lips met hers.

She hesitated on the kiss, then she finally relaxed as I parted her mouth.

Her tongue met mine as we kissed like our bodies were familiar with each other.

Her hand went to the back of my neck as she pulled me into her.

Her legs were now outstretched, so I leaned over her and with one hand slid her down on the bed.

Our lips never parted. As I continued to suck on her lips and bite them before I trailed kisses to her neck. Once our lips were separated and I heard her moan, I could feel the precum in my boxers. She could have everything I owned, immediately.

“Judah,” She panted as I continued to kiss her neck.

“Hmmm?” I asked.

We had been positioned with her legs between mine, and with my legs on either side of her. But she wiggled out of that and spread her legs for me. And when my body fell against her center, hard as a rock, I heard her gasp.

“Judah, stop.” She whispered as my hand landed against her bare skin underneath her tank top.

I blew a breath and got up and looked at her. Her eyes met mine. I could see the lust in them.

“My bad, Shorty.”

She giggled as she looked at me and pushed me in my chest so that I could lie back on my side of the bed. I gave her the space that she wanted.

“Don’t be sorry, but I don’t want to do anything that causes a fallout between you and my godfather. He speaks so highly of you and your brothers. If not for that reason, Judah. I would change your fucking life in here. I’m going to freshen up.”

“Wait, Shorty, I believe in miracles,” I said as I grabbed her hand, and she burst into laughter, took it from me, and went into her dresser, then into the bathroom. She couldn’t just say some shit like that and walk off; my dick was about to go knock on the door.

I lay there for about ten minutes before she came back out in a gold-colored short pajama set. The color looked good against her skin, but I was going to keep my composure. I knew that she had a point about the fallout. I couldn’t fold the business because I couldn’t keep my dick in my pants.

Trouble’s ass would never let me hear the end of that shit. We were now national elites, and we sat alongside the Italian Mafia. Even then, that nigga would still find a way to demote me himself. Serious ass nigga.

“What happened since I’ve been gone?” She asked as she slid back into bed.

“I couldn’t even tell you,” I answered truthfully.

She laughed as she hit my shoulder. Every other night that we had been in bed together. We either both sat up and watched TV, or we kept our distance as we lay across the bed and watched.

“Come lay with me, Ivy,” Her eyes lit up with scenes from the show as she locked in. I leaned up and grabbed her hand.

“Judah, I don’t want to-”

“I can control myself. I just want you to lay with me-” I was glad the TV had her attention because as soon as the words left my mouth, my eyes widened. Who the fuck was I right now, and what did I do with myself? I couldn’t be the nigga who just said some shit like this.

Her eyes roamed my face, and she cupped my chin with her nails running through my chin hair. She didn’t speak, and I knew that she was battling with whether or not she wanted to lie with me.

“I’m serious, Judah, we can’t-”

“Man, I can promise you I ain’t taking nothing. My dick might get hard, but that’s just gravity. It’s science. You understand.” I assured her as she blushed and then slid down beside me.

She slid her little ass against me and used one of my arms as a pillow. Her hair smelled like cucumbers, and her body smelled like strawberries, and I was getting hungry as a muhfucka behind her. But not for food.

“Seems like you’re the perfect scientist too, your hypothesis has been proven,” She joked as my dick rose against her back.

I laughed at her nerd ass and put my hand on her back and rubbed it.

She moaned again as my hands traced her body.

“You’re going to make me fall asleep,” She whined, but never moved.

Tonight was the first night that I had been in this room where the TV watched me. I wasn’t paying this shit any attention, especially since I had Ivy lying in my arms. Silence fell as I rubbed her back for fifteen minutes or so.

“You scratch heads, too?” She asked, making me stop mid-motion. She started laughing.

“Aight, now you pushing it,” I warned her.

My hand was still underneath her tank top when she turned to face me, and my hand rested on the small of her back. I continued my massage.

She opened her mouth to say something but closed it just as quickly.

“Say it,” I urged her as I waited for her.

She bit her lip and searched my face. Then she pushed me so that I was on my back, and she lay down in my arms and threw her leg across me.

“What you doing, man?” I asked her.

“Going to sleep, Judah, make sure you’re out before four, but keep the back rub coming.

” She said as she yawned and made herself comfortable.

I shook my head, but I didn’t fight her.

Her body was cozied up next to a nigga like she belonged here.

Her head on my chest, and my chin on top of her head.

I rubbed her until I felt her body completely relax, and then I tried to slide out of the bed.

She grabbed me as soon as I tried to take my arm from under her.

“It's not four yet,” she said as she put her arm back around my body. I chuckled and threw the covers back over us.