Nyelle grinned and turned her head to hide her reaction from him, causing Vega to chuckle.
“All the moaning and grunting you did, and now your ass wants to hide.”
“I’m embarrassed,” she mumbled before their eyes met again.
“Why, because you were dreaming about me eating that pussy and I helped you out by making it happen for you?”
“Vega!” Nyelle shrieked, removing her leg from his shoulder so she could sit up. Her body shivered when her shorts brushed against her clit, which was still sensitive and swollen.
“It’s cool. Long as you’re not about to come for me or anything, there’s no need to be embarrassed. I can’t say I’m disappointed.”
“Me either.” This time Nyelle’s smile was a little more confident. Vega lifted the hem of his shirt and cleaned his mouth before he found the spot near her on the sofa and helped her onto his lap.
“You sure you’re cool?”
“Yes, are you?” She peered at him, trying to see what he was thinking. It could have been a number of things. The mood was awkward.
“Hell yeah. Don’t trip, this…” Vega’s hand cupped Ny’s throbbing sex. “Is already mine. I know you’re not ready for the full service yet and I’m okay with it. But when you are, let me know, and I got you.”
He winked at her and she rolled her eyes before ducking her face into the crook of his neck. “I’m not like this with everyone so please don’t think I am,” she muttered against his warm skin.
“That thought didn’t cross my mind. I know you more than you think I do, but, now that you let me taste it, you can’t deny me. When I want to kiss between those legs, you have to open them up for me, aight.”
“Oh my god, please don’t do that.”
“What, I’m deadass. So don’t think you’re gonna tell me no.”
“And if I do?”
“Then set an appointment to hook me up to one of your fancy machines so you can see my broken heart because my shit will be shattered irreparably until you let me have it again.”
“You’re going to cause me problems.” Nyelle lifted her head and stared into his eyes. She could see something there, a need for her.
Vega chuckled and nodded. “So are you, which is why this shit is gonna work. Come on, I need to go wash you off me and you need to get ready for work.”
The idea of separation had Nyelle pouting. “I have time.”
“Yeah, but I don’t. If I stay, you aren’t making it to work because I’m gonna be back between your legs until them orgasms put your ass to sleep.”
She sucked in a deep breath and slowly exhaled at the thought. Her clit pulsed like it had a heartbeat of its own, but she eased off his lap. There was no way she would take that chance with Vega because she was sure he would deliver.
When they were both on their feet, he pulled her into his body and tilted her head back to gain access for a kiss. “I’ll see you tonight though, right?”
“Nick comes home today.”
“Damn, aight, so let me know when I can see you. I know you’ll be wrapped up with your shorty.”
Nyelle nodded, a little disappointed, but she missed Nick and was ready for him to be home. “If I get a free minute, I’ll let youknow.” She didn’t want Vega to think she wasn’t just as eager to see him, but Nick was her priority.
“Aight bet, do that, because I’ll take what I can get.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead then took long strides to the door, tossing out his last two things. “Lock up and have a good day, Pretty Ny.”
Her pulse rushed and her cheeks strained as she thought about Vega. Only one word would suffice.Damn.
It had beentwo days and Nyelle hadn’t seen Vega once. They had talked and texted several times. He sent food to her job for lunch both days but had it delivered instead of bringing it himself. She was disappointed but understood she had no claim to him. He had also mentioned to her several times that he was working on a few business deals that required his focus. She knew who he was and assumed it was him getting acclimated to the streets after being locked up for three years, but she also knew he was working on having a legal hustle. Even if he made no mention of leaving the drug thing alone anytime soon, she could tell Vega wanted more than just street money. She also had no guarantee that Vega had his hands in anything illegal but assumed based on what little she knew about him.
The two days without seeing Vega dragged but work had her super busy and with Nick being home, she didn’t have much time to allow the monotony of life to affect her. Like right now, Nick was at her side bouncing in place, talking a mile a minute about some kid named Conner from his daycare having a birthday party at NitroZone and how exciting it was that he was invited. Nyelle was secretly brooding because the last thing she wanted to spend any of her Saturdays surrounded by wasa bunch of snotty-nosed bad ass kids whose fathers were trying to hit on her while their mothers were side-eyeing because of it. It might have sounded arrogant, but Nyelle was admired, she was pretty, had a nice body, and kept her clothes on point. She always presented respectably, considering she was a mother and had to be around other parents, but that didn’t stop men from checking her out or women from being pissed because the men did.
Nyelle keyed her security code and opened the door to let them in while Nicolas darted past her, stopping only a few feet away to remove his backpack. He tossed it over the sofa then turned to his mother.
