Page 37 of Tangled Hearts

Rock took in his surroundings, surmising that the neighborhood was nice and clean.

It was also quiet, which was something he had to adjust to.

He was used to jail being loud. It would take some time for him to adjust to the free world.

That along with coming home to all the other turmoil, it was safe to say, he wasn’t adjusting too well.

The one good thing he could say was, at least he came home to money.

Now, all he needed to do was figure out how to make more.

Hov offered him a place in the business, but he was too prideful to take it.

As he stepped out the car, his eyes squinted from the sunrays.

It was a clear and sunny day, helping his mood lighten up more.

The townhome was nice and looked new since he didn’t remember the units from back in the day.

The area was familiar and a clear indication of gentrification.

He nodded at the pretty Mercedes Benz parked in the driveway.

The porch was a nice size and just enough space for the outdoor loveseat, table, and plant.

After he knocked on the door, he stepped back creating some distance.

His visit was unexpected and with everything else he had going on, he didn’t know if there would be a surprise waiting for him.

As the door swung open, a wide smile greeted him. “Rock!” Shakeisha gushed wrapping her arms around him.

Rock embraced her, sucking in her vanilla scent. “Damn, you happy to see a nigga?!” his voice was laced with amusement and humor.

Once she pulled away, she punched his chest. “The fuck took you so long to come see me?” A cute pout filled her long face.

People liked to clown her with jokes about her appearance, but Shakeisha was a cute girl.

In her own unique way. If you took the time to get to know her, you’d know she was cool and sweet as pie.

Rock’s bid was more enjoyable because of her.

She accepted all his calls and came to see him whenever possible.

She was his rock in the best way possible.

“You know I had to check shit out and see what was what.” He walked in the house behind her, taking in her place. Shakeisha’s home was warm and inviting and she had some nice stuff. It was also clean as hell with a fresh scent of berries.

Rolling her eyes, she flopped on the couch. “Yea, you had to go run up behind Knycole, huh?”

“It’s funny you said that cause I got an issue with you.”

Using her finger to point at her voluptuous chest, she bucked her eyes. “Me?”

“Yea, you. We’ve been in touch for the last five and a half years but not one time did you tell me Hov was fuckin’ Knycole. I never thought you would do no flaw ass shit like that.”

“You mean Knycole was fuckin’ Hov?” She smirked, switching the order of their names up. It was clear to her that Rock placed all the blame on Hov.

Waving her off, Rock wasn’t trying to hear that shit. “Stop playing with me, for real.”

“Nigga please!” Shakeisha kissed her teeth. “The fuck I look like pillow talking with you about another bitch?”

“Like someone I thought I could trust.”

“And you can! It wasn’t my place to tell you nor did I want to spend my visits or phone calls listening to you be in your feelings about another girl. I might be a lot of things but dumb ain’t one.” She crossed her legs looking up at him since he couldn’t seem to sit down.

Rock stood over her unable to see her point of view. The way Shakeisha was willing to run up behind him, he surely thought she’d be down for telling him anything negative about Knycole. “I thought you’d be the first person to run that back to me.”

“And that’s what you get for thinking. I kept my head down and in the books. I knew about the two of them but didn’t worry myself with what dick was sliding in and out of her.”

Rock gripped her face. “Watch how you talking to me.” He spoke through gritted teeth. Rock didn’t want a visual of Knycole being stuffed by Hov. It infuriated him every day he opened his eyes and Shakeisha using it to take a dig at him was pushing him closer to the edge.

Tears rimmed her eyes. Shakeisha loved him and thought they were building something special.

But the way he couldn’t accept that Knycole was just as flawed as Hov was a warning sign.

Her heart ached at the thought of him using her again.

Him keeping their business to themselves was one thing but now she could see what time he was really on.

She pushed him back with all her strength.

“Get the fuck off me!” She rubbed her face trying to alleviate some of the pain.

Rock felt like shit for handling her the way he did. “Come’re, Kesh.”

Resisting him, she shook her head before wiping her face. “Just leave. I have too much good going for me to allow myself to get sucked back into your bullshit.”

Shakeisha knew she was a fool to believe things with them would be good this time around.

Rock talked good while he was away. She now knew it was nothing but jail talk.

She couldn’t lie though, she was hurt and felt betrayed.

One thing life taught her was to know her worth.

She was doing good for herself and had gone against all the naysayers and the odds that had been stacked against her.

Shakeisha knew she could bounce back from Rock and all his toxicity.

Too bad her heart wasn’t getting the memo.

Or her body.

His dark brown eyes seared her heart, and his aggressive kiss melted her soul.

No matter how much she tried to convince herself, it was clear her mind and heart didn’t agree on much when it came to Rock.

For half a decade she’d been weak when it came to him.

Being in his arms didn’t make her confusion go away. “Rock,” Shakeisha spoke, breathlessly.

His hands roamed her body in need. He needed to be inside of her.

Needed to feel her. It had been so many years and every part of him missed her.

And he felt like he owed her something. Shakeisha stayed down.

She’d been his comfort and confidant. Plus, so much more.

With need, he lifted her up by her firm ass before pushing her into the wall.

The moment was intense. Telling stories neither of them had the courage to say verbally.

They’d much rather let their bodies do the talking.

Rock snaked his tongue in her mouth, giving her everything she’d been missing.

He’d never kissed her and now that he decided to put his lips on hers, it felt like home.

Shakeisha moaned from the high dosage of lust she received.

She could feel her light skin heating. His hands left a burning sensation behind in every place he touched her.

She was floating and never wanted to come down.

The man before her was the man she’d fallen headfirst for over the last few years.

He was passionate and loving, but at the same time nasty. “Rodrick,” she panted.

“Sssh,” he silenced her with one last peck to her lips.

Needy eyes stared into his soul. His need just as dominant, he ripped her house dress down the middle, leaving her bare and for his pleasure.

Examining her body, he could tell she had some work done and even saw the scars of childbirth.

Shakeisha’s hips were tiger striped and he didn’t know motherhood was such a turn on to him.

Taking one of her dark nipples in his mouth, he sucked on it gently and watched it pebble up. Rock gave equal attention to the other side. His fingers found their way to her pussy and before he could spread her lips, he felt her heat radiating. His mouth watered.

Shakeisha sucked in air when his long fingers opened her lower set of lips and swiped her clit. “Fuck,” she groaned, trying to stop squirming.

“Pussy wet… who she wet for?” Rock asked, his voice low and husky.

Never afraid of sex, she stared him in the face before saying. “You, baby.”

His beautiful teeth showed up before his lips formed a devilish smirk.

Kissing down her body, he lifted her legs on his shoulder contouring her body like a chair as her back rested on the wall.

Rock wasted no time as he flicked his hungry tongue over her pearl at a slow pace.

His long middle finger found its way back into her dripping hole.

He hummed and slurped on her, daring her to tap the fuck out.

“Ugh, fuck,” Shakeisha tried her hardest to watch him between her legs. It was a new and exhilarating feeling. Never had Rock kissed her lips let alone ate her pussy. And not only was he eating her pussy, but he was devouring it. Her legs shook.

“Yea, give me that shit, baby. Let me taste this good ass pussy.” He spoke into her loving everything about being between her legs.

Euphoria took over his body when he went to lick her ass.

He felt it was time to back up all that nasty shit he said to her while he was locked up.

She deserved it and by the way her body was reacting to him, he knew he’d be back.

“I’m going to fuckin’ cum… Oh my—” Shakeisha bit down on her lip when an explosive orgasm rocked her core, pushing his finger out.

Cream oozed out of her and Rock licked up every last drop. He was a greedy nigga. “Don’t tap out on me yet, baby.” He smirked placing her shaking legs flat on the ground before standing up and towering over her. Shakeisha was a short thing. Shorter than Knycole by maybe an inch or two.

She followed his every move with her eyes sitting low. She was spent and could easily take a little nap. Unfortunately, Rock had other plans.

“Turn around and spread your pussy open.” He pulled out his dick, stroking it.