BOOKSDRAMA Chapter 47
Alyssa
When Zuri wakes up, I'm beyond exhausted—physically from the way King fucked me into oblivion last night, and mentally from lying awake, trying to
figure out what Niko was doing in King's room while I was in the shower. His shirt was wrinkled, his lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and there was an
unmistakable bulge in his sweatpants.
What the hell happened in there?
After feeding Zuri breakfast, I set her up in the living room with her toys, though my mind isn't fully in the present. Thoughts of King and Niko keep
swirling in my head, and every time I push them away, they come back stronger.
And then I hear footsteps coming down the stairs.
I look up, and there's King, descending with that mix of raw masculinity and effortless confidence that turns me on so fucking much. My stomach
flutters in that annoying way it does every time I see him now, a reminder of how much my vagina has betrayed me.
"Mornin', kitten. Zuri," he greets, his voice husky with sleep. It's unfair how sexy he sounds, how much i want to drag him back upstairs and beg him
I was never this horny with Isaac, but it turns out that once you discover what it actually feels like to receive pleasure, it can turn you into a goddamn
fiend. I should be ashamed of how badly I want this man, but I think it's way too late for that.
King heads into the kitchen, likely in search for coffee. I made some for him the other day, and he liked it so much, he's been hooked ever since.
"Already have a fresh cup ready for you on the counter," I call out.
"Good girl," he praises, amusement lacing his voice.
A moment later, he's back in the living room, leaning against the wall as he takes a sip from the mug. "When are your friends supposed to arrive?" he
asks casually.
"In a few minutes," I reply, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. "Thanks for letting me invite them over. It'll be nice to see them after all this time.
They thought I ghosted them too."
His lips twitch into a small smile. "This is your house too, kitten. For as long as you want it to be."
His words send a wave of conflicting emotions through me. It's not just the words themselves, but the way he says them, like he genuinely means
them. Like he wouldn't mind if I just stayed here forever. And I don't know how to feel about it.
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I'm not stupid enough to believe that this is more than just sex. It's just...an arrangement of convenience, nothing more. Maybe he just likes having
access to pussy 24/7, and that's why he's so eager to keep me around.
Before I overthink more about it, there's a soft knock at the door. King gives me a nod before disappearing into his office, while I pick up Zuri and rush
over to the door. When I open it, there stand Chelsea and Ashley, both grinning from ear to ear. Chelsea's got her two-year-old son, Ben, balanced on
her hip, looking just as bubbly as I remember.
"Alyssa!" Chelsea squeals, pulling me into a tight hug before Ashley does the same. It feels surreal, seeing them after all these years.
"Hey girl, we seriously haven't seen you in forever!" Ashley exclaims as they step inside.
Chelsea sets Ben down on the living room floor, where he immediately starts playing with Zuri's toys. "Be good, Ben, and I'll get you some ice cream
later, okay?"
He nods eagerly, turning his attention back to the toys.
"I can't believe you have a two-year-old!" I say, my voice tinged in awe. I missed out on her pregnancy, her son's birth—everything—thanks to Isaac.
And both of my best friend's missed out on mine.
"I can't believe you had a baby either," Chelsea replies, her eyes softening as she looks at Zuri, who's eyeing them curiously from my arms.
Ashley takes a look around, clearly impressed. "You said this was King's house, right?" she asks, her voice filled with astonishment. "This place is
nice as hell."
"Yeah, it is, " I agree, knowing exactly where this conversation is headed. "We're just staying here for a little while."
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