Part 15 (Genre:Romantic Suspense)
A story of chances, stealing, and love inside a city & man where all hope is gone. Can one woman change his destiny? Or will loneliness take over and leave him hopeless?
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Rob got home and decided to take a cold shower. Most likely that ass Rube would file charges and the police would pick Rob up by the night’s end.
If that happened, the chance for a shower would be hard to come by for while. Plus he needed something to tamp down all the lust trying to run through his veins. His medication was not working well enough but it wasn’t a cure all, just a control method to keep him from going overboard. The doctor had explained that the job to stay away from temptation would be all up to Rob.
How could he fight temptation when his manhood was still hard and the cold water was not doing anything? As the water hit his solid brown skin, he could only imagine her touching him. Closing his eyes letting more water flow over him, Rob reached down and held his manhood at the base, just as she had done.
She’d moved her hands up and down the shaft, paying extra attention to the tip.
Rob mimicked her movements imaging her there doing him now.
He groaned as more lust quickly enveloped him and he had to use his free hand to hold himself up.
He repeated the memory of her luscious mouth and warm hands.
Mouth, hands mouth, hands… more… clearer…hotter… harder… more… damn… damn DAMN!
Rob gripped the shower head because his legs had gone weak as he expended himself and his world started to spin.
He relished the cool water all over his body as he washed and rinsed off.
By the time he was done, he resolved he would keep his distance from Diamond. Going into his bedroom with just a towel around his wait his eyes landed on the bottle of medication.
Reluctantly, he picked up the bottle and took the prescribed pill.
At the same time the doorbell rang. He assumed this most likely was the police and didn’t bother to put clothes on as he went to answer the door.
Worse came to worse they’d lock him back up and he’d hear Nick preach, “I told you so,” for an hour.
Yet, Rube had it coming to him after that blow he delivered initially and Rob wasn’t about to let this asshole get away with it twice.
Yes, Rob should have covered his ass after the first time, but this was the hood and a real man didn’t go running to the police like no bitch. He fought back like a real nigga had to do in order to survive.
The streets of Detroit would either eat one up or make one stronger and the mentally here was worse than prison.
He fought back like any die hard nigga of the street and he wasn’t going to go down. Rube had started shit Rob had meant to end it, which he’d done by leaving his ass right there on the street to make that bitch remember where that beating came from.
Flinging open the door expecting to see the cops pointing a gun in his face, he was pleasantly surprised and shocked to see Diamond standing there with her arms full of groceries.