"Have you gone to the police?"
"Yes, but nothing."
Tasim only nodded once. He thought of what Rahim had told him about the cop coming to the Dynasty and assumed this was the reason. Nothing he or his siblings had to worry about because the cops were paid great. There weren't normal killings except for Kasim when his dumb ass went on ten, and Shyim when her father ordered a hit. Outside of that, neither Tasim or Rahim were just catching bodies. They were in it for the thrill that came with the fun. Just like now with Norah.
"Shit, it's like she just vanished. Nobody is helping me." Norah dropped her head and began twirling her thumbs together.
She brought Tasim back from his daze, and again all he did was nod.
"We'll find her."
17
KASIM - THE 7TH DAY 3:30 a.m.
“What's your superpower?
Show me what you made of
Well, I've been lonely for days and days
But we're one and the same . . .”
The sounds of Sir "No Evil" played on the old speakers. Lost in a daze, eyes fixed on the candle flames that danced in the darkness, Kasim was a total wreck. His massive shoulders slumped as if the weight of his own emotions was crushing him. He hadn't been to sleep because in less than three hours, Dallas would be departing. A whole seven days and hecouldn't believe she hadn't chosen him. He felt the attraction between them. He knew she wanted him just as much as he wanted her, but what happened?
Dallas came to stand behind him; her slender fingers traced the scar that aligned with the tattoos on his back. He didn't flinch, didn't react, but she knew he felt her touch.
Our last night together.
The thought echoed in his mind like a death knell. He wasn't supposed to care for her and he damn sure wasn't supposed to love her. But he did. Spinning around, Kasim's eyes burned with a mixture of sadness and desire. Their gazes met, and for a moment, they just looked at each other. The weight of their pending separation toyed with both their emotions.
Kasim wasn't sure if he was tripping, but Dallas's eyes had this sudden glossiness as if she was about to cry. Without a word, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, holding her close as if he'd never let her go. Dallas couldn't front, she felt something. There was something about this man that drew her in. As she stood there, she trembled with fear and anticipation. She could feel the desire growing inside her and Kasim.
Unable to resist, he leaned down and his lips brushed against her ear. His touch sent shivers through her skin, and she felt herself leaning into him. Despite the danger that lurked beneath his surface, Dallas had become accustomed to being in his presence.
"Mine," he repeated, his voice low and husky.
But the truth of the matter was, she wasn't his. She belonged to someone else. The thought alone made Kasim wanna just kill her so he wouldn't have to feel the pain of losingthe battle. However, he was gonna let her run free, and trust, she would remember him.
"Kasim, please. I need to feel you inside of me," Dallas begged as her lip hung open nearly dripping saliva.
Kasim only listened to her entreat. His dick began to rise in his sweats which only made Dallas much more enticed.
Without another word, Kasim let out a growl, swiftly picked Dallas up off her feet, and led her to his bed. He didn't wanna just fuck her. He wanted to make love to her knowing after she would lock away in his arms and choose love. Kasim laid her on the bed softly, then removed her clothing one piece by one. Because he wore no shirt, Kasim was able to remove his pants in one setting.
For the first time, Dallas was up close and personal with Kasim's manhood. What most would consider a third leg looked more like a third thigh. She wasn't sure how he expected to fit inside of her, but the thrill made her want to suck it up and accept every inch he had to offer.
Taking it upon himself, Kasim parted her trembling legs, getting a view of her pussy. The small hairs that had formed didn't turn him off. They laid neatly around her clitoris that Kasim was about to attack with his thumb. His slightest touch made Dallas’s body jump, but she pushed herself onto his finger. Her pussy was throbbing, dripping with so much admiration. She was ready to skip the foreplay because she wanted Kasim to destroy her pussy.
Sensing her urgency, Kasim only toyed with her clit until the sound of wetness filled the air. He seldomly closed his eyesbecause he knew what was about to take place. He replaced his finger with his python but took his time sliding it inside of her.
"Ughhhhh, I don't . . . I don't think . . . oooh, Kas . . ." Dallas tried to speak, but Kasim's entry had her tongue twisted.
She tried to tell him she didn't think he would fit but she was speaking too soon. Kasim forced the rest of himself inside of her, causing her body to nearly fly through the roof. Kasim's grip held her in one place, making sure not to let her slip from his touch.
"If you're smart, you'll walk away. You'll leave me to my troubles." Kasim's lips curled because the feeling of her pussy had him ready to go along with killing her. He didn't mean it wholeheartedly, but he knew he couldn't give her what she desired. "Just go away, Dallas. Shttttttt . . . just get the fuck far away from me." Kasim growled as he slow stroked her tunnel. He was fucking her long, deep, and with meaning.
Dallas didn't bother speaking one word. She was still trying to get adjusted to his manhood. She felt as if she was being ripped into two, but because it was Kasim, the pain was pleasurable. She secretly obsessed over Kasim and wanted so badly to choose love.
