Chapter 9
True
We finally made it back home. Home? When did I start thinking of it as home? I go into the room and strip on my way to the bathroom to take a shower. I wrap my hair, secure it with a scarf, put on a shower cap on and step in the shower. That kiss had me dripping wet, my panties were not adequate enough for the reaction Atlas set off inside of me. It’s been a while since I’ve been with a man and my body is not happy about it. All of the guys I slept with knew the deal, they were there to scratch an itch, no more no less. I had zero desire for a relationship, but damn if I don’t feel like I am in a full-fledged relationship with Atlas. He goes to work while I stay home, when he gets home we have dinner, watch some tv or play some board games, and he still can’t beat me and then we go to bed. He was diligently sleeping on the sofa until one night he was in the bed with me reading to me off of the e-reader. My eye was tired of compensating for the loss of an eye so he offered to read to me. The next thing we knew we were waking up the next morning wrapped in each other’s arms. From that night forward that is how we slept. We have been dancing around the sexual attraction until today and I know if we were home when he laid that kiss on me the aftermath would have been us recovering from multiple orgasms.
Atlas asked me last night if I would come with him to have dinner with his family so I could meet everyone. We are going to the family compound where Atlas really lives and I am supposed to meet all his brothers and sister-in-law. I’m nervous as hell but when he asked he looked like a three-year used to rejection and I knew I couldn’t tell him no.
I turn the water off, wrap myself in a towel, and head into the bedroom to grab the bags I left. I grab the bras and panties set, pop the tag, and slip into them, I put my shea butter body butter on grabbing a coral tank top dress, gold sandals, accessories, and spray on my Baccarat Rouge 540. I pick up the trail of clothes I left in my haste to get to the shower, and put them in the laundry basket on my side of the closet. When I walk back into the room I hear the shower running and realize Altas is in the shower. I grab my new clothes and begin to put them away in the dresser and closet and realize I thoroughly live with this man. I do not know how long I stand there in the middle of the room in my thoughts until I hear Atlas. He walks up behind me, pulls me back to him splaying his hand on my stomach.
“You look good enough to eat, like a smorgasbord I can suck, lick, bite and devour until I’m too stuffed to do anything but revel in my satisfaction. Tell me True, will you let me spread you out on a table and feast on you baby? Will you let me feed on your love? I bet you taste as sweet and wet as summer berries.”
I turn around in his arms and put my arms around his neck, “don’t threaten me with a good time Atlas, it’s been a long time since someone else has given me an orgasm and I am overdue. You look like you’d give me multiple orgasms, tell me Atlas has a woman ever made you cum more than once? When you cum inside me will it be so good you stay hard? Or will you be so exhausted one nut will be enough?”
Those green eyes shine with desire and challenge, “I tell you what fuck dinner and we can both find out,”, he says.
Just as I go to open my mouth his cell phone rings. “Atlas hurry the fuck up we’re hungry and Savvy won’t let us eat until you get here the voice says so loud it’s like we’re both on the phone.
“Fuck off!” Atlas yells back and hangs the phone up, but the mood has been broken. “We’ll finish this later,” he tells me and heads towards the door.
I am meeting his brothers and sister tonight and I am nervous as hell. I don’t know why I let him talk me into this. Yes I do, I love him. I think I fell in love with him the night he rescued me from Victor’s house and took care of me even though I was beaten to a pulp and smelling like a sewage plant. I want to be part of his life and I know his brothers are his life. But what if they don’t like me? What if he has to choose between me or them? I know he’ll never choose me over his brothers. We decided to not let them know how we really met.
“True”
“Yeah”
“My brothers have no idea about my extracurricular activities and I need it to remain that way.”
“OK,” I mean what else would I say, the man saved my life.
“Let’s tell them your car broke down and I helped you.”
With our cover story set, we head towards his real home. When we arrive my mouth drops open at the sheer enormity of not just the house but the land it’s on and all the extras. Who lives like this? He pulls up to his side of the house and cuts the car off. He comes around to help me out and opens the door to his suite of rooms. When I walk in I am engulfed in his scent and I relax a little with the familiar scent of him here. We walk towards the main part of the house and I walk a little behind Atlas, more nervous than ever to meet his other brothers but Atlas reaches back and pulls me up right next to him.
I can hear the voices from down the hall and as soon as we reach the living area, my mouth drops open. Well damn, there is not one ugly brother in the damn bunch. Big and fine, is the only thing I can think of. Seven men and one woman all have their eyes on me.
“About damn time,” says the owner of the voice that told us to hurry and get there. “Everyone this is True, True these are my dickhead brothers and that’s Savannah or Savvy. She’s Joshua’s wife”.
“Wow, Atlas” is all I can say. One by one they all come over and introduce themselves to me.
“Let’s eat,” Joseph says as soon as introductions are over.
“No really what the fuck has been your problem lately,” Joshua asks Joseph.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he says as he fixes his plate.
“The fuck you don’t. You’ve been snapping at people here and at work and you were just rude as fuck for no reason, so what’s the deal.” Joseph sits there and doesn’t respond.
“Seph,” Savvy says softly “what’s wrong?”
“Nothing!” He yells.
“You’re gonna back that shit all the way down or get fucked up at this table. I don’t know who the fuck you think you’re talking to but I know it’s not my wife. You better check yourself Joseph before I have to.”
“Whatever,” Joseph says and Joshua goes to reach over the table to snatch his ass up but Savvy and Atlas stop him.
“This is not the time,” Savvy tells him.
“The time to get someone back in line is the moment they step the fuck out of line,” he says as he stares at Joseph. He finally releases a breath.