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I stuck my finger in my mouth again to get another taste of Tash. Her natural scent was still on my hand, reminding me of every moan that had escaped her mouth in the garage. The way my taste buds were still dancing let me know I had to have her again. I needed to feast on and fuck her properly. A finger fuck in the garage would never be enough to satisfy me. I wanted her legs spread from one end of my bed to the next while I buried myself deep in between them.

“You coming downstairs, or you gon’ stay in this office all night?” Tone’s question brought me back to the present moment.

After catching Tash trying to escape, I’d locked her in the room and came to the clubhouse. All the money that had been taken from Elevate had been returned, Tone got Retta out of jail, and for the first time since I declared war on the Southside Burners, everything was chill.

I should have been eager to go downstairs and party with my crew. The naked women that filled every inch of Gods’ House should have excited me, but they didn’t. There was only one woman on my mind, and there was nothing I could do to shake the thoughts of her.

“Yeah, I’m on my way down,” I said, letting my tongue swipe in between my lips for one last taste.

Tone exited my office, and I followed him down. The cloud of smoke smacked me in the face before I even reached the bottom step. The smell had me wanting to grab the nearest blunt. Maybe getting high would ease my mind or at least take it off Natasha Reigns for a moment. No matter how brief it may have been.

In less than forty-eight hours, I was supposed to turn her over, but I wasn’t sure if I wanted to. Would she be safe if she returned to Tyson? There had to be a reason she was running in the first place. For all I knew I could have been sending her home to her death. Why did I even care? Hell, I was supposed to kill her myself.

Tone and I moved further in the crowd before I spotted Kayce and Jalen sitting right in front of the stage with their eyes locked on the strippers. Both of them were so zoned in they didn’t even see us walk up. Kayce was barely twenty-one, and Jalen hadn’t even turned sixteen.

“Who let y’all young asses in here?”

“I told them it was cool. After the way they handled that get back, they deserve to spend tonight with the big dogs.”

“What I tell you, Solo? Didn’t I tell you we would ride on them bitch ass Burners and get your money back?”

Jalen dapped me up as I walked over and took the blunt out of his hand.

“Kayce, what is your little brother doing in here? Who watching Elevate if both of you niggas here?”

Jalen dropped his head before stepping behind his big brother. I wasn’t going to do shit to him, but I loved the way he knew his brother always had his back.

“He good, Solo. Elevate still being renovated. We haven’t even opened back up yet. I been wanting to make a few updates. I feel like now was as good of a time as any since we already had to fix the damage from the other night.”

I nodded my head before taking the blunt into my mouth.

“What you think?”

“You in charge of Elevate. If you think it needs to be renovated, then it needs to be renovated.”

“I appreciate you still trusting us with it after what happened.”

“I trust you with Elevate because you handle business better than some old men I know, and Jalen is a math genius. Half of being a leader is having the right people in the right place. If you remember that, you can’t go wrong.” I took another pull on the blunt. “Jalen, you not supposed to be looking at all of this.”

“I ain’t gon’ even lie to you, big dog. It’s too late to try to hide it from me now.” He unfolded the ones in his hand before throwing them on the stage.

“You can’t do nothing with this little nigga, can you?” I asked Kayce while pointing at Jalen.

“We were worse than that,” Tone chimed in.

“Yeah, but times have changed. Plus, we were never that smart. Jalen need to keep his mind on positive shit.”

“My grades are A1. Trust me.” His eyes were still on the girl in front of us sliding down the pole while he talked. “You babysitting that blunt too, unc.”

“Here, take your shit.” I passed it back to him before taking a seat next to where him and Kayce sat. Tone sat down too.

“Solo, I was thinking… maybe one of these girls can be my ol’ lady.”

“What?”

“I feel like it’s time for me to get an ol’ lady. I want that one.” He pointed to the one with the biggest titties.

“Yeah, I bet you do, but nah. Go back there in the kitchen and find you a house mouse. That’s more your speed.”

“They too young for me, unc. I want something with experience.”

Tone and Kayce busted out laughing, but I couldn’t even believe we were having this conversation. The more I tried to keep Jalen in school, the more he wanted to be a part of the streets. I didn’t know what I was going to do with him.

“Tone, watch out for these two. I got to get back to the house.”

Not even Jalen’s shenanigans could take my mind off Tash, and as much as I would have loved to finish our conversation, I had better shit to do with my time.

I unlocked the door to my house and stillness filled it just the way I liked it. Most people couldn’t fathom coming home to an empty house but I preferred it. Sitting alone with my thoughts gave me the opportunity to analyze each one. That’s why whenever I made a decision, I never had to doubt if it was the right one.

My gut had always served me right until I met Tash. Now, she had me questioning everything I knew to be true. For example, I knew I needed to turn her over in the forty-eight-hour window to keep the peace I’d fought long and hard for, but still, I didn’t want to.

Brian was posted on the porch where his sleepy ass should have been. He dapped me up when I approached the front door, telling me Tash was in the house. I skipped up the stairs so I could see her face. She was laying across the bed sleep when I unlocked the room door.

She was beautiful. Her thick eyebrows were perfectly arched, and her lashes cupped her closed lids. It was the little things about her that I enjoyed looking at most like the way her chest rose and fell as she slept or how her thick thighs laid on top of one another. Her toes were painted white and pretty enough to suck. There wasn’t a single thing that I didn’t like about this woman. Giving her up was going to be the hardest thing I ever had to do. Watching her had quickly become my favorite pastime.

“Wake up.” I shook her lightly until her eyes opened.

“What is it?”

“You hungry?”

“Not really. I’m tired.” She repositioned herself, trying to find the comfortable spot I had shaken her out of.

“You haven’t ate since earlier. Here.”

I handed her the McDonald’s fries I was supposed to be getting for her earlier. She sat up in crisscrossed style and grabbed the bag from my hand. Maybe she actually wanted them now since I’d made it clear her ass wasn’t getting away.

“That shit you pulled wasn’t cool. Don’t try it again.”

“I won’t. I’m sorry.”

The way she stuck a fry between her lips after she spoke made my dick jump. I imagined those lips wrapped around my dick the same way mine latched on to her pussy.

“Good. Remember, you’re the one who decides how comfortable you are here. I’m simply matching your energy, mama. You don’t want me to be on bullshit, because once I start, I’m usually the only person pleased. Do you want to be pleased, Tash?”

She shifted in her spot on the couch, and I could tell her mind went in a different direction than I intended, but I meant what I said. I was matching Tasha’s energy, which meant whatever she was on, I was on times two. I would eat that pussy every night if she wanted me to. She tasted so fucking good. Getting her out of my mind had been the hardest thing I’d ever attempted.

“I owe you an apology too. I get an urge to put my mouth on you every time you’re near me, but I won’t if that’s not what you want. I’m a grown man, and although I lost control last time you were this close to me, I know how to keep my hands to myself.”