“Because that sh** in like two days…” #TeaserTuesday

You find Ashura & Anthony in Fiji…sharing a moment that neither of them saw coming. Enjoy!!

Teaser is copywritten, unedited & subject to change…all that Jazz!

 

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“What’s your favorite color?”

Good sex always relaxed Anthony, made him vulnerable and open to things that he wouldn’t normally be open to discuss. Ashura knew that this was the best time to get the intimate details of his life from him, so she took advantage.

“Red, black and white.” Anthony provided freely.

Ashura smiled against his back. He laid flat on his stomach and Ashura rested on top of him softly massaging his back beneath her as the sounds of the ocean echoed around them. Ashura pressed her thumbs into the lower portion of him as her hair blew into her face from the open window. She sat up straight, moving down his back so that she could massage him at a better angle, already missing the heat and comfort being pressed against him provided.

They were fresh off a love making session that put them both to sleep, once they woke, they ate. Returned to the bed to go at it again and now they had fallen into this mellow setting of just relaxing and asking each other questions that they hadn’t bothered to ask before.

“What’s yours?”

Ashura focused on his back, the smoothness of his skin somehow relaxing her even more than she already was. “My favorite colors are pink and turquoise.”

Anthony laughed a low rumble that made her thighs shake slightly. “I knew it was about to be some girly ass colors, shawty.”

Ashura shrugged, “Well, I’m a girl aren’t I?”

“That you are.”

“When is your birthday?”

Anthony stilled as she continued to massage him. Exhaling, “If I tell you, you bet not get all pissed.”

“Why would I get mad about you telling me your birthday, sir?”

“Because that shit in like two days.”

Ashura’s hands slowly came to a stop. “Stop playing, Anthony.”

“Dead ass.”

“That shit like in two days”, she said mocking him. “Are you serious?”

“I don’t make a big deal over birthday’s ma.”

“Why?” Ashura’s voice was low, almost inaudible.

“I just don’t.”

Again, Ashura spoke in a low voice. Using extreme caution to speak on the topic of birthdays when her own birthday was something that she tried to stay away from. “Neither do I.”

“Why not?”

Ashura held her hand down as her hands began moving again, only this time with a slight tremble in them that Anthony took notice of. “I used to love birthdays.”

“What happened, Ashura?”

“I watched my father die and my mother was killed as well. It um…happened at my 30th birthday party.”

Anthony tried to move, to turn to her and see her face but she wouldn’t move. “Don’t, Anthony.”

“We don’t have to talk about that.”

Ashura shook her head. “No, it’s ok. I think I need to talk about it.”

Anthony wouldn’t deny her if it was something that she wanted. He wanted to see her face but he was ok with his position, knowing that she was close to him and he could hold her if he needed to.

“That’s what made me snap, Anthony. I was leaving the house, I was fighting against myself because I was actually going to walk out and let Vince live but he…he confessed. Told me that he had my party shot up, wanted everyone dead including Nacobi and I. He wanted me and everyone that I loved dead.” Ashura stopped speaking in order to keep her emotions together. “Sometimes I wished I would have died. I wouldn’t have to deal with this pain every day. I was so lost, Anthony. I watched my dad die and I buried my mother but I called her, every day, every morning from the day after she died to the day that Vince confessed to having her killed. I paid the phone bill for two years, paid all the bills for two years, just to hear her voice. Just to…feel close to her. Everything..I love either gets snatched from me or leaves. I..don’t know what I do wrong. It’s like all the shit I did in my past is haunting me. It’s like…I’m a virus or-“

“Get up!”

Ashura shook her head as a single tear slid down her face, landing on his back.

“Come on, ma”, Anthony stated as he shifted, hearing her soft sniffles turn into deep sobs. She moved back off of him and sat on the bed, covering her face, moderately embarrassed by her breakdown.

Anthony grabbed her hands and pulled them from her face, she held her head down until he reached under her chin and made their eyes connect. “What did I tell you, Ashura? You don’t need to hide from me. You don’t have to fight me.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You sure in the hell have no reason at all to be sorry.” He wiped her face with his thumbs, speeding up his pace as more tears fell from her eyes. “I hate these shits”, Anthony mumbled, his face tight as he fought hard to clear the wetness from her face. “Shit is like the worst thing ever created.”

Ashura smiled through her tears as she assisted him with cleaning her face, red rimmed puffy hazel eyes looking at him, snatching his soul in the process. He gripped her angelic face, placing kisses all over it before he pecked her lips over and over and over. Until he was content. Until her tears somehow vanished. “You’re not a virus. Not at all. You love Ashura, you love hard and you love deep and sometimes that clouds your judgment of people. Vince was a predator. He saw that you loved him, made you fall in love with him and he did this shit to you. That’s why I understand you not wanting to let me in so quickly. It’s hard for you and I get it that’s why I’m patient. That’s why I care about you anyway. I don’t care about none of the shit you did in your past because who the fuck am I to judge you. While your parents were here, you loved them. You were a great daughter to them. That’s what you remember. That’s what you cherish because that’s the shit that matters. Nothing else. You hear me?”

Ashura nodded her head before more tears pooled in her eyes and before she knew it she was crying again but this cry was a cleanse. A cleanse that was long overdue. She felt Anthony moving, shifting to lay on his back and pulling her into his arms as she just cried. For her mother. For her father. For her loved ones that she lost. For her past. For her future. Even for Vince. She didn’t know what kind of demons he was dealing with that made him the monster that he was but she knew it had to be something deep. Unrelenting. To change him in the manner that he changed.

In this moment, she felt peace. GOD provided peace. The ocean provides peace. The slow, steady movements of Anthony’s hand in her hair, provided peace. So she rested.

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2 thoughts on ““Because that sh** in like two days…” #TeaserTuesday

  1. I’m Up Crying At 7:43 AM Cause Of You Dreamz This Is Sooooooo Wonderful And I Love Me Some Thugged Out Ass Anthony Can’t Wait To Read Pt 2 Cause I Know Cole Is A Beast Too

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