Page 8 of Trial of Deceit (The Family’s Oath #1)

Her back arched off the wall, and she shoved Lyssa’s head further into her pussy while grinding against her face.

“Mm,” Ashari moaned, her eyes snapping shut tightly as Lyssa sent her over the edge.

She came with a loud scream, showering Lyssa’s face with her orgasm while her body trembled beyond her weakening control.

She rode out the waves of pleasure before untangling her fingers from Lyssa’s hair.

Dots blurred her vision when her eyes fluttered open.

Lyssa moved Ashari’s leg off her shoulder. She smiled and stood. “When you come hard like that, I don’t feel jealous that you had a dick in you the other day.”

Ashari spun around and turned the pipe on. “Yeah,” she said, her heart racing at a realization.

Lyssa laid a hand atop Ashari’s when Ashari reached for the rag. She made Ashari face her.

Ashari narrowed her eyes at Lyssa’s softened expression. “Don’t say it, Lyssa.”

“I love you, Ash…”

Ashari closed her eyes. “I know, but we can’t risk our jobs. It’s bad enough that my brother found out about us. If Senior or anyone else does…”

Lyssa sighed, her hand moving away from Ashari’s.

Her dejected expression made Ashari frown and grab Lyssa’s arm before she could exit.

“I understand, Ash…” She paused as Ashari’s phone rang from atop the toilet seat.

Lyssa forced a smile as her gaze returned to Ashari. “That’s Jed. Better answer it.”

Ashari sighed as she watched Lyssa grab her clothes. Wet footprints remained in Lyssa’s wake as she walked toward the exit. Ashari grabbed her phone, locked the shower door, and stared at the caller ID. Clearing her throat, she made her voice cheery before answering.

Jediah moved the phone from his ear, blindly laying it on the table. His smirk fell, and he glared at the ceiling. The sensations running along his dick were unpleasant. He looked at the woman kneeling between his thighs. “Stop…”

Essence stopped and looked at him. Her brows crinkled while her mouth remained agape. “Why?”

“Because I want you to,” Jediah replied, and Essence scooted backward on her hands. Jediah dropped his attention to his belt and busied his hands with putting his spit-covered dick away without cleaning up.

“Yu good?” she pressed, causing Jediah to meet her gaze. Her concerned gaze made Jediah’s throat tighten.

Jediah gulped. He hoped she didn’t notice, but he knew that was foolish to even imagine. Still, he forced a smile. “Yes, Essy.”

“Yu woulda mek mi know if yu don’ good, right?”

“Always.” He broke their stare to reach into his pocket. He removed his wallet, took out some bills, and offered them to her.

Essence raised a perfectly trimmed brow. Wrinkles that couldn’t be concealed by heavy makeup appeared on her forehead. “What’s this?”

“Money.”

“We don’ do things this way.”

“I can’t give you extra?” he asked with a chuckle. “You’re still going to get your money in your account.”

She smiled. “Now we’re talking.” She stood while accepting the money. She tucked it into her bra strap, then wiped the back of her hand across her mouth.

Jediah watched as she spun around, flaunting the body he paid for, to grab her dress off the table top. After she slipped it on, she ran her fingers through the wavy wig, then strolled toward him and pecked his cheek.

“Glad yu come see me before me leave go mi new location,” she said.

“I told you I would.”

“I know you always keep your promises,” she said, smiling. “I’ll be back if you ever need me.”

As she left, Jediah sagged into the soft cushion of the chair. He stared at the ceiling, reflecting on how he usually enjoyed his time with the women at this club — specifically, Essence.

Maybe it was the phone call that made him feel different.

Ari had such a sweet voice. Even now, Jediah remembered her breathy moans as he showered her skin with kisses, and circled her clit with his thumb.

Her walls were tight around the head of his dick as he teased her with it.

He’d struggled to hold back from slamming inside her in one long, hard stroke.

Ari felt like a virgin. Usually, he didn’t go for them, but taking Ari’s would’ve been a great honor.

Now, he couldn’t keep his dick up long enough to come in a woman’s mouth.

Jediah sighed and grabbed his jacket off the side of the table. He shrugged it on and lit a cigar before exiting the room.

Dimitri pushed himself off the wall, then trailed behind Jediah toward a back door. “Finished already?”

“Shut up,” Jediah said.

“Mi tired fi tell yu ’bo—”

“Don’ worry ’bout wa mi do wid Essy.”

“ Essy ,” Dimitri spat in disgust, then hissed his teeth. “That long time big woman don’ good fi yu.”

Jediah’s throat tightened, and he gulped hard. The knot never left his throat as they approached the throttling SUV parked at the back of the club. A light shone from a small screen from within the vehicle. Dimitri knocked on the window, causing Cameron to look away from the game on his phone.

Shaking his head when the lock clicked open, Dimitri entered first. “You a big man you know, Cameron.”

Cameron hissed his teeth. “Afta game a no only fi pickney.”

“But that’s all yu do.”

Cameron drove away after Jediah entered. “Wa else yu expect mi fi do while waiting fi unu done unu business?”

“I pay you enough for you to not complain,” Jediah said, scowling as a grunt came from the trunk.

“Mi naa complain,” Cameron insisted, glancing at Jediah in the rear view mirror. He sighed while looking back at the road. “But me wish yu did have me on the road. I miss the trucks and I can help you better out there.”

Jediah continued to watch Cameron. He’d recruited Cameron into the family after seeing a news broadcast with Cameron taking the police on a high speed chase.

That was the type of skill set Jediah needed in his close circle.

He’d hired the best lawyers to ensure Cameron walked free, then he sent Cameron to school to get a truck license. Since then, everything was history.

“I need you here , Cameron,” Jediah said. “If you weren’t there the other day…”

“Unu woulda dead. Mi know,” Cameron stated plainly, and Jediah shook his head with a slight chuckle.

“You take everything for a joke.”

“Mi naa tek it fi a joke. It’s an honor to drive fi yu, but just tell that one beside you fi stop pest mi ’bout wa mi do during mi waiting time.”

Jediah looked at Dimitri. Dimitri raised his hands in surrender, making Cameron smirk. Jediah looked through the window, watching the nightlife of Ocho Rios as his mind drifted to Ari.

They’d met on a night like this — with the sky dark, and the wind howling.

Jediah shook his head, trying to rid it of the thoughts about Ari. He hated that she’d infiltrated his mind like this, but he knew it was because no woman had ever denied him before. Ari was going to be a challenge. One he desired to conquer.

Moments later, the car parked before the steps leading to the front door of the estate’s main house.

A darkly tinted SUV was parked nearby. A tall man with broad shoulders and dressed in full black stood before the car with his arms behind his back and his feet apart.

Relaxed as the man seemed, Jediah knew he was on high alert.

“I don’t know him,” Jediah said.

Dimitri stopped pestering Cameron to look at the man. A smirk crawled onto his face while his eyes shone. “He’s new. Retired early from the army.”

“As if everybody weh work fi yu company don’ come from the same background,” Cameron said.

Dimitri chuckled. “True, but he’s good. His assignment should be easy and low risk while me see what he’s fully capable of. Unu naa go see him much ’cause him a go always deh wid Raven.”

Jediah’s brow raised. He reached to the pocket of his jacket to grab his travel case of cigars. “Kirani is in my house?”

Dimitri shrugged. “Don’ think the man woulda travel all the way out here dem time a night ya. Probably Raven come look fi her sister ’cause Miss B seh yu deny Acacia’s requests to visit her.”

Jediah stopped reaching for his clipper to glance at Dimitri. “Acacia will not visit the Saint family.”

“I think she knows that—” Dimitri paused as an animated noise came from the front of the car. Hissing his teeth, he reached for the door. “Mek mi hurry outta dis likkle pickney presence.”

“Man not even ten years older than me. Gwan run down old age so yu miserable self can dead before me,” Cameron said.

With one foot through the door, Dimitri chuckled. He reached forward and smacked the back of Cameron’s head. “See you tomorrow, punk.”

“Whatever,” Cameron grumbled, shrugging off Dimitri off.

“Don’t take too long to go home,” Jediah said, tucking the cigar in his mouth with one hand, and using the other to reach for the door.

“I won’t,” Cameron answered before shifting his focus to his game.

Jediah and Dimitri closed the doors behind them and approached the house. Raven’s bodyguard greeted them. Jediah nodded and continued toward the house. Dimitri stayed back to speak to his worker.

As Jediah reached for the door, it opened inward. His eyes met Raven’s. Her eyes widened at him, her lips parting slightly. Acacia, who stood behind her, gently nudged Raven’s shoulder.

“Goodnight,” Raven mumbled.

“Goodnight,” Jediah said. “Are you leaving?”

Raven took a few seconds to reply, “Yes.”

Jediah stepped aside. “Don’t let me keep you.”

Raven turned and gave Acacia a hug. “Me will mek yu know when mi reach home.”

Acacia sighed while nuzzling her head against Raven’s shoulder. “I miss you,” she confessed, on the verge of tears while holding Raven tighter.

“Mi will come look fi yu again.”

“Promise?” Acacia begged, her desperation filling the seconds it took Raven to reply.

“I promise, Acacia.”

Jediah lit the end of his cigar while he watched them reluctantly pull away from each other. Raven forced a smile at Jediah, then took slow steps toward the vehicle.