“She did a real good job,” I gushed.
The bathroom was just as amazing in black and gold, and the floor shower with the black and gold marble floor and walls took my breath away. The bathroom was massive. At least my bedroom and Ermias’ put together.
Zyro stopped at the sink where there were bottles of colognes on the counter. Turning to face me, with one swift motion, he scooped me up and sat me on the counter. I yelped from him, catching me off guard. I tightened my hold on the teddy bear in my lap as he removed the top from a bottle of cologne. I didn’t want to be gone too long because I didn’t want Mahlia to think something was going on in here, and I also didn’t want Ermias to wake up and catch me on this man’s bathroom counter.
Zyro shook the bottle once, removed the bear from my hold, and lightly misted it, spinning it around in his large hands. The veins protruding from his arms and hands were sexy as fuck to me. He was sexy.
The fresh, woodsy scent curled around us. Instead of handing me the bear right away, Zyro stepped between my legs. If there was a sound coming from all that thumping in my middle, it would be one of a drum in an HBCU band.
His nose twitched, and a slow smile spread on his lips. The seat of my panties was damp, and I could even smell my clean essence.
I reached for the bear so I could hop down and leave, but Zyro was too quick. He moved it behind his back. He moved closer, one hand now on my thigh. I swallowed, not knowing what I should do. I couldn’t fake the funk if I wanted to; this felt good. Having the opposite sex up on me like this, I hadn’t had this in a while.
He had me caged in. His voice came out in a rough rasp.
“Can I kiss you?” he asked.
I couldn’t even speak. Afraid that it’ll come out in a squeak or some shit other than my voice. I nodded, looking in his eyes. That was all the permission Zyro seemed to need. He leaned in slowly, cupping my chin. His lips brushed mine as he pressed them against mine. Parting my lips, he deepened the kiss, slowly. His thumb brushed along the edge of my jaw as if he was testing how far I would allow him to go.
He sucked on my bottom lip, then gave me a peck before stopping and stepping back. He slightly shook his head and glanced down. His dick was erect.
“See the shit you do to me, Eriss. You might need to leave ‘fore I do more than kiss yo’ beautiful ass,” he said with a low groan that sounded more like a growl. Zyro dragged a hand over his face and laughed under his breath as I just sat there. “I said I ain’t want a relationship, but you’re making it real hard, baby.”
With the bear still in his hand, he gripped my hips and helped me off the counter. I was…disappointed.
He handed the bear to me.
“Go ‘fore I take it too far. I ain’t go lie…I want you bad, but I’m on yo’ time, baby.”
My body was screaming out, stay in there with this man and let him take you on a euphoric ride. I knew that ride would bebetter than any rollercoaster they’ve ever made. Zyro gave off that vibe.
I saw it from the shorts he wore. The length. The girth.
I felt it, too.
That kiss was still on my lips.
Boldly, I inched back in his space, and a bushy brow rose on his face. Zyro licked his lips, then bit down on the bottom one while watching me. I reached around him, placing the bear on the bathroom counter against the mirror. When I straightened up, he circled his arms around my body, his hands roamed down to my ass, and he gripped both cheeks. My body pressed against his, the bulge knocking at my stomach.
“I’m scared,” I whispered.
He frowned so cutely. “Scared of what?” he asked.
I licked my lips. “Scared of what this might turn out to be. Scared that you’ll get tired of looking at my eye.”
Zyro half-smiled as his brows drew together.
“Eriss,” his voice rumbled, “Ain’t nothin’ ‘bout you that’s ugly to me. That hit deeper than the damn kiss. His thumb brushed my hip in slow circles. “I’m not in the business to hurt you,” he continued, his gaze steady on mine. “If you need slow, shiiid we can go slow, but I want to at least taste you tonight.”
My face grew warm. I felt like a damn schoolgirl.
“Maybe I should get back before Mahlia…”
He smacked his lips. “She knows what it is.”
We laughed.
“And what is it?” I asked teasingly.
