Laying in his woman's arms at the moment, Johnny Gat felt content. He didn't care about anything else in the damn world at that moment except Aisha. He didn't give a shit that he just busted out of court and prison, he didn't give a shit that he could have died earlier that day in the electric chair, and he didn't care that his best friend had woken up from a coma today after more than two years. He didn't care that nobody knew who the third street saints were at the moment. The time that he was having with his girl right now was the only thing that mattered. Aisha was the only thing that mattered.
"I can't believe this is actually happening right now..." She managed to get out, her voice still thick with sleep. After all, this still could turn out to be a dream, but Aisha knew better; Johnny was never this sweet on her in her dreams. She then nuzzled her head into Johnny's chest, and stayed there, almost mesmerized by the scent of him. God, she was so happy that he was finally home. Now she had to make sure he didn't get caught anymore, because Aisha didn't think she could go another day without him anymore now that he was back.
Johnny chuckled, "We got a lot of lost time to make up for, Aish." He joked, but was also serious at the same time. Johnny enjoyed this moment so much. His heart was beating like a fucking freight train still, and the anticipation of him finally being able to make love to her after two years ached inside of him. Only Aisha could make him feel this way. Of course, none of the other saints knew that, and hopefully they never would. But Johnny had always had a soft spot for that woman, she could make him do anything for her.
"Then let's get started." She smiled in return. Their lips then reconnected with one another, and Johnny was glad that they were able to get right down to it. Aisha never really beat around the bush about sex anyway. When she wanted it, Johnny gave it to her. And when he wanted it, she gave it to him. Johnny never wanted to go to prison ever again if it meant being with Aisha like this everyday. He enjoyed kissing her, and she enjoyed kissing him. It was a mutual feeling of love and lust.
They began getting undressed, well more like them undressing each other, admiring each other's bodies and taking the time to revel in the moment. They wanted to make this last forever. Johnny only became more aroused by the sight of her naked body, and she hadn't changed a bit these last two years that he was in prison. Her body was so familiar to him, and so was his to her. Entangled in each other's arms, there was no place the two of them would rather be.
After a bit of foreplay, Aisha made her way on top of Johnny, straddling him, and began placing love bites on his neck. Hell, she even traced the patterns of his neck tattoos with her tongue. Gat loved a woman who took charge, and that was just one of the many things that he loved about Aisha. But tonight, he wanted to really make love to her; to let her know just how much he missed her over those two years. "Aish..." He breathed out, getting her attention.
She looked down at him, "Hm?"
"Let me." He begged, gazing at her with those lust filled orbs. Aisha must have known what he was talking about, because she submitted to him, and he crawled on top of her and entered her slowly. The feeling was indescribable, as their two bodies became one for the umpteenth time. It was familiar, but at the same time, it felt like their first. Johnny was just glad that he was able to be inside of her after two years, and make up for lost time.
Aisha called out his name while she came multiple times, and after her fourth time, Johnny let himself go as well. He had always been an incredible lover, but Aisha couldn't remember the last time she orgasmed that many times. It was pure bliss. "Johnny..." She trailed off, wrapping herself around his body once more.
"Yeah Aish?" He looked at her.
"I love you." She told him.
"I love you too." He replied in a heartbeat. Gat usually didn't say it back, but tonight, he felt like it was necessary. He felt like Aisha deserved to hear him say it. So they laid there after their intense love making, about to fall asleep, when suddenly, a crying baby could be heard. Johnny's eyes shot open in a flash, "What the fuck is that?" He questioned, sitting up in the bed.
Aisha sat up too, "Johnny, let me explain, please..."
"What the fuck is that, Aisha?" He questioned as he got up and began to put his clothes back on. His thoughts were racing as he got dressed and he listened to Aisha ramble on. There was no way in hell that he was really hearing a baby crying. "Did you fucking cheat on me?" He questioned her once he was finally dressed.
"No, Johnny, I would never..." She answered. "Just let me explain everything."
But Gat wasn't having it. He had to get the hell out of there, and fast, before he did something stupid. "After everything I did for you..." He muttered as he stormed out of the bedroom, Aisha following him with the blanket wrapped around her.
"Johnny wait!" She called out, but he was already gone. He had called the boss to come and get him, because he needed to clear his head, and have someone to talk to. Rage filled him as he thought about what just happened; he didn't think Aisha would do that to him. That should have been the first thing she told him when he arrived home.