Free Hot Like Fire by Niobia Bryant Page B

fork if he told a soul.
    He loved her, and she loved him. They had decided it was time for Bianca to know, and so this
time Mimi had come to him. They hadn't wanted to
spring it on her like they did, but who knew Bianca
would be standing there the exact moment Mimi arrived. The look on Bianca's face had been priceless.
    Honestly, he couldn't tell if she was pleased or not,
but it didn't matter. After the hell Trishon had put
him through, his daughter should be happy for him.
    Mimi stirred in her sleep. She smacked her lips
slightly as she tilted her head up to look at him in the
moonlight. Her hair was wild and mussed. Her makeup was gone, except for those long eyelashes. The
scent of her perfume mingled with the scent of the
sex. She had never looked or smelled better to him.
    "Hey, you," she said, her voice more husky and soft.
    His grin widened as he felt her hand firmly close
around his growing erection. "Say it for me," he
pleaded as she placed her nude and svelte body atop
his.
    Mimi rolled her eyes heavenward. "Do I have to?"
she asked in her natural voice.
    "Please."

    She cleared her throat and swallowed hard. "You
and me makes we," she said in the mock nasal tone
of hers.
    They laughed together until Mimi straddled his
hips and proved to him that at that moment, there
wasn't a darn thing funny.
    Bianca tightly grasped Kahron's buttocks as he
stroked deeply within her. Each stroke brought a
gasp from deep within her until she felt she'd go
breathless. As they came to a spasmodic climax together, she kissed his shoulder and then his neck.
    Kahron rolled over onto his back, bringing her
body atop his as he remained planted within her
until his hardness eased. He stroked her back. "You
okay?" he asked.
    Bianca lifted her head from his sweaty chest to
look at him. "Wasn't it as good as always?" she whispered to him in the moonlight.
    "Actually ..
    Bianca's mouth dropped open in surprise and a
bit of hurt. "Actually what?" she snapped.
    "Physically everything was as good as always, but as
much as I know I put it down-and I did lay it on
you-I could tell you weren't all there. It's like your
mind was somewhere else."
    Bianca kissed his chin, enjoying the feel of his
stubble against her lips. "You're right. I wasn't all
there. I'm sorry, baby."
    "Wanna talk about it?"
    Bianca rolled off of him and then sat on the edge
of the bed, with her legs crossed. She grabbed a
pillow and held it close in front of her. "I love my father, and I want him to be happy. And I love Mimi
to death...."

    "But," Kahron urged as he rolled over onto his
side to lightly massage her lower back.
    "But I would rather get into the ring with barbeque sauce on my ears and fight Mike Tyson."
    Kahron laughed. "Day-um, is it like that?" he
asked.
    Bianca turned to him, with a serious look on her
face. "Oh, it's like that."
    "Because. . ."
    "Because Mimi is a drunk. She sips on liquor all
day long from her flask like it's water. She may not
act like a drunk. She may not talk like she's drunk
or smell like she's drunk, but trust me, her ass be
drunk."
    "So you're worried your dad will fall off the
wagon?"
    Bianca flung her hands in the air, knocking the
pillow to the floor. "Off the wagon? Shit. I'm scared
she's gone drag him under the wheels of the wagon."
    "Talk to your dad. Let him know how you feel.
Hell, be honest with Mimi, too."
    Bianca nodded as she dropped her chin into her
hand. "He's just worked really hard to get himself
together, and I'd hate for it all to go to waste. His
life, his business. Us."
    Kahron flung back the covers, sat up, and moved
behind his wife. He wrapped his legs and arms
around her and kissed the sweet hollow of her
neck.
    At that moment-at least for that moment-in
her husband's arms, Bianca felt at peace.

    The hooves of the horse pounded the dirt as Kade rode
as if the fiery doors of hell were singeing his heels. The sun
was blazing down on his back as he rode the endless