A Tropical Rendezvous: A BWWM Interracial Bad Boy Billionaire Multicultural Romance (African American Romance) (51 page)

“More,” she begged, “give me more.”

Clyde didn’t seem to mind that at all. He pushed himself up, put her legs on his shoulder and began to thrust deeper and harder. Janessa was overwhelmed with the feeling of him pushing into her again and again. Her fingers gripped the blankets harder until another wave of pleasure swept over her.

She tapped the bed. “I’m dead.”

“Not yet,” he grunted.

Janessa yelped as he flipped her over onto her hands and knees. He pushed inside of her again, making her shiver with pleasure. He leaned over her, his fingers gently pulling and pinching her nipples as he picked up speed thrusting inside of her.

The sound of their moaning synced up until she could feel his cock twitching inside of her. She knew he was close, but he seemed determined to draw out every moment, to pull every moan from her body.

Finally, he couldn’t hold on anymore. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he thrust into her so firmly she had to keep from falling forward. A deep moan filled the room as he came before they both tumbled forward onto the bed.

Panting, Clyde rolled off of her before he pulled her close to him. Janessa cuddled up against him as he stroked her hair. She could feel herself getting sleepy all over again.

“Hey,” he said, poking her nose. “Don’t fall asleep on me. We’re supposed to go swimming.”

“Can’t we just stay in bed forever,” she mumbled.

“Lazy,” he chided. “Come on. Shower and swimming. Then, I’ll cook your dinner.”

Janessa’s stomach grumbled. “I could eat,” she said as she popped up.

He laughed. “I thought so.”

The shower was warm and inviting as it soothed Janessa’s soreness. It should have been a short task, but Clyde extended it when he pushed her against the wall and pushed fingers inside of here. Janessa lost count of how many times she’d come since they first entered his bedroom, but she wasn’t complaining.

In the end, she hopped out of the shower before Clyde since she didn’t trust either of them anymore. She slipped into her swimsuit, pulled her hair up into a bun and grabbed two towels from the hall closet. Clyde followed shortly after, slipping into his swim trunks before they headed outside together.

It was perfect weather. Warm, but with a breeze that kept the heat from being overbearing. Clyde held a hand out to her. She took it and he kissed her hand before they ran to the water.

Janessa couldn’t believe how lucky she was. To find someone like Clyde seemed like a dream. There was one part of her that wondered if something would go wrong that would keep them apart, but she pushed that thought out of her mind.

“I’m beating you!” Clyde called as he swam on his back. “Keep up.”

“I’m coming you cheater!”

Clyde dove beneath the water. She watched him pop back up, water rolling off of his body. She bit her lip. That was a sight that she’d never get sick of. He swam back to her and kissed her. She sighed against his lips.

“I could get used to this,” she mumbled.

“Good,” he said, “because I’m never letting you go.”

Janessa smiled. “Promise?”

“I promise.”

Chapter Four

Janessa wasn’t looking forward to going back to the apartment with Tony. She was running short on clothes though, and she wanted the rest of her things. Dread filled her belly as she rode the elevator up to the apartment.

Using her key, she stepped inside. She’d expected him to be out, but when she stepped inside, he was out on the porch playing poker with his friends again. The stench of cigar smoke filled the house.

“Babe!” He called, the minute he saw her. He pushed his chair back and walked over to her before wrapping her in a tight hug. “Are you back now?”

Janessa didn’t return the hug. “No. I’m just coming to get my things. I found myself a place.”

Tony pulled back and frowned. “I thought you were coming home.”

“I told you,” she said walking towards the bedroom, “we’re over.”

She started collecting her things and stuffing them inside of suitcases. Most of her stuff she would leave behind. She already knew she didn’t want to have to come back after this.

Tony grabbed her arm. “Stop this. Talk to me.”

“There’s nothing to talk about,” she said as she pulled away. “I’m leaving.”

“You can’t just leave me? Who the hell do you think you are?”

Janessa ignored his yelling. Instead, she tried to work faster. A few moments later, Tasha breezed into the room with a few boxes and some packing tape. She didn’t even bother saying anything to Tony as she started gathering Janessa’s things.

“Nessa don’t do this bullshit!”

“Don’t yell at her,” Tasha snapped.

Tony shoved a finger in her face. “Don’t you dare tell me what to do. You can get the hell out of my house.”

“I want her here,” Janessa said stepping between them. “All I want to do is get my things and leave.”

“You’re not leaving.” He said firmly.

Janessa narrowed her eyes. “Watch me.”

Tony was almost red with anger. He turned and punched a nearby wall. Janessa jumped, her heart pounding furiously. Glaring, he turned and stormed out of the room.

“What a douchebag,” Tasha mumbled. “Let’s get this over with.”

As they moved her stuff to the front door, Tony and his friends simply stared. Janessa ignored them. Soon enough she’d never have to see any of them ever again.

The thing that kept her going the most was knowing that she’d be meeting up with Clyde afterwards. He’d offered to come with her when she explained about Tony and what she was going to do, but she’d told him no. They only thing that would have done was cause more problems, not to mention the fact that she still didn’t’ tell Clyde exactly who Tony was or what he did.

Once everything was by the door, she and Tasha started moving things down. It took some time, but finally, everything was in the lobby. They had some help loading her things into their cars from a neighbor.

“Is that everything?” Tasha asked.

“Yeah. I just have to do one more thing.”

Janessa rode the elevator back up. When she went back inside, Tony had a bottle of scotch in his hand that he was chugging out of as he paced. She reached into her pocket, pulled out her key and sat in on the table.

“You’re gonna regret this,” he said sharply. “I’ll make sure that you fucking regret it for the rest of your life.”

“No, you won’t,” she said calmly. “As much big stuff as you talk, I know you wouldn’t hurt me. Let’s just stay in our own corners of the world and be done with it. Okay?”

“You’ll be back,” he grunted. “Did you hear me? You’ll be back!”

Janessa slammed the door on her way out. She would never come back to him. How many chances did she have to keep giving him? She’d tried over and over again to make things work between them. Now, he had no one to blame but himself for being alone.

She climbed into her car and pulled out with Tasha following behind her. They drove over to her new apartment where Clyde was already waiting. He had picked up burgers and drinks for both of them.

“You’re so sweet,” Janessa said, leaving a red lipstick mark on his cheek as she kissed him.

“You really are the best,” Tasha chimed in as she bit into another burger. “I’m starving after all of that moving and drama.”

“What drama?” Clyde asked, looking at Janessa for answers.

She shrugged, tried to look unfazed. “It was nothing.”

“Yeah,” Tasha scoffed. “Tony yelling, punching holes in walls and trying to force you to stay was nothing. I’m so glad you’re done with him.”

Janessa didn’t say anything, but she was glad she was too. A part of her still missed Tony and she feared she always would, but she was better off. She knew that as Clyde wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead.

“I’ll start unloading your things,” Clyde whispered against her ear.

She nodded. “Here’s the key.”

When she and Tasha were done with their food, they helped unload her things. Her apartment wasn’t glamourous like Tony’s place. It was a small, one bedroom with a modest kitchen and a small bathroom. Still, it was her own place, and she was thankful for that.

“Both of you get in the truck,” Clyde said when they locked up her apartment. “I have another surprise for you,” he told Janessa with a smile.

“Can you please clone him?” Tasha asked.

Janessa laughed. “No way. There can only be one version of this amazing man walking around.”

Clyde shook his head at them. They all piled into his truck before they were off. It didn’t’ take them long to get to their destination.

“What’s this about?” Janessa asked.

“You need furniture.”

“After that deposit, I can’t afford it,” she said with a grin.

“Exactly. That’s why I’m buying you furniture.”

“You can’t!” Janessa protested. “That’s too much!”

Clyde waved her away. “I’ve had extra money stored away for a long time. The least I can do is help you get some things for your new place. Besides, this isn’t about you,” he said as she slipped his hands into his jean pockets.

She raised an eyebrow. “Oh no?”

“Nope. I’m going to be over a
lot
and I’d like a nice bed and couch to sit on when I’m over. I’m doing this purely for my own, selfish reasons.”

Janessa rolled her eyes. “Is that supposed to make me feel better?”

“Feel better about what?” He asked as she took his arm and they walked into the building. “Like I said, I’m getting stuff for me. I’m terrible at colors, though. You’ll have to help me pick things out.”

She shook her head. How did she end up with such a perfect man? Janessa and Tasha wandered around the room with him for a while as they looked at each piece of furniture. By the end of the trip, Janessa had a brand new queen bed, a couch, a kitchen set, a bedroom set and new curtains.

Clyde shooed them away next door to buy blankets and towels from the Home Supply store as he paid. Janessa knew that was partly so that she wouldn’t see how much he was really spending on everything.

“I’m so happy for you!” Tasha cooed as they walked around the store. “I’m so jealous!”

Janessa laughed. “I am pretty lucky, aren’t I?” She sighed. “I never thought I’d meet someone who wasn’t a complete tool.”

They laughed as they walked around the store. When Janessa turned a corner, she stopped. A big man stood there, but he wasn’t looking at the merchandise, he was staring at her. There was a frown on his face. Janessa knew exactly who he was.

Skinny.

“We need to talk,” he said, folding his arms over his massive chest.

“I don’t think so,” Janessa said glaring.

“I’m not Tony,” the man practically growled. “I’ll snap your little neck if you don’t get over here. Now.”

Tasha put a hand on her arm. “Why don’t you- “

“It’s okay,” Janessa said slowly. “I’ve got this. Go check out and meet me outside in five minutes. If it takes longer than that, go get Clyde.”

Tasha nodded. She tossed a glance over her shoulder, worry on her face as she walked toward the registers. Janessa watched her go before she turned back to the beefy man in front of her.

“Make it quick.”

“Tony found out about your little boyfriend.”

Janessa swallowed thickly but tried only to display annoyance. She crossed her arms. “And?”

“Do you know who he is?”

“What kind of bull-.”

“Has he told you that he’s with the FBI? He’s been investigating Tony and the rest of us for years. The only reason he’s even messing with you is to get information on Tony. What have you told him?”

“Nothing,” Janessa said. “And you’re an idiot. He’s a police officer.”

Skinny shook his head. “No, he’s not. You better not have told him anything about us,” he said pointing a sausage like a finger in her face.

Janessa instinctively slapped it out of her space. “Don’t you put your dirty fingers in my face. I’ve never said a word about you, Tony or anyone else. I never would.”

“You better not. If I find out you’ve been talking, you’re going to get hurt.”

“Fuck you,” Janessa shouted louder than she’d been expecting. She lowered her voice. “Tell Tony to mind his own business and leave me alone. And he can stop sending his little goons to threaten me.”

“This is bigger than you and Tony’s little breakup now,” Skinny growled. “This puts everyone and everything we’ve built at risk. You can either stop talking to Clyde, or we can make you stop talking to him.”

Janessa was shaking. She tried to speak, but her words were now stuck in her throat. Who the hell did these people think they were? She turned on her heels and stormed out of the store with Skinny calling after her. She ignored him.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” Clyde asked when he saw her.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” she mumbled. “Take me home.”

Clyde looked as if he was about to try to question her more, but something on her face must have made him change his mind. Instead, he simply nodded, held open her door and helped her inside.

The car was so silent on the way back to her apartment that every bump in the road could be heard shaking the furniture in the back. Janessa wanted to say something to Clyde, anything, but anger still made it hard for here to talk. The anger sat in her throat making her fume until she wanted to scream.

When they reached her apartment, Janessa hopped out after Tasha. “I need to talk to Clyde.”

“Do you want me to stay?”

Janessa shook her head. “I need some time to myself. There’s a lot that I need to think about.”

Tasha nodded. “Call me if you need me,” she said before she pulled Janessa into a tight hug.

Janessa hugged her back. Once Tasha pulled away, she felt a little stronger, a little calmer. She watched her best friend get into her car and pull away. When she had disappeared down the street, she turned and headed up to her apartment. She knew that Clyde was following right behind her.

When they reached her place, Clyde tried to hold her hand. “What’s wrong?” He asked as she pulled away from him.