“I want you back…but first I know I gotta work to get you back. To prove it to you, that this time, I’m ready tonight, I plan on fucking you until those fake lashes are crooked. A nigga shouldn’t be in your face, getting pussy and laying up with a key if he got you living in stress. Worrying about disconnect notices and shit. That nigga getting that good pussy Pancakes, and he ain’t helping you? Fuck I look like trying to be back in your mix, I’m well off and see that you struggling. Even if I didn’t want to pursue you, I once had you, so I’m gone off top make sure you straight.” Dreu said in a soft tone.
Tears stung my eyes before I could stop them. None of what Dreu did surprise me. He was that kind of man. The type to take the initiative and do what he saw needed to be done. There were men with money that used it as a bargaining tool…then there was Dreu. He had it he gave it, with no expectations or strings attached. He was very caring on a whole other level. Withoutbreaking a sweat, he erased all of my problems without me asking.
“I ain’t here for debates either.” He rose from the couch in one slow, lethal motion.
My breath hitched, I eyed his defined chest, tattoos, and the way his muscles flexed with each step. Dreu had to be well over six feet tall. His eyes and facial expression spoke to me, like he was ready to rewrite every mistake he ever made.
“Tavia, baby…” He walked around the coffee table, voice dropping low and sensual.
“You shouldn’t even be here, Dreu. You should have reached out and went about things the right way.” I backed up until my back hit the door for support.
“I see you, Tavia…Like I really fucking see you.” He murmured his words, stepping toward me with nothing but heat and lust that made my body ignite.
Dreu knew he had me exactly where the hell he wanted me. I was in shock, my feet were glued in place, and I couldn’t formulate a response. The closer he got the more my entire body throbbed with a yearning ache.
“I see you baby…let me take care of you.” He licked his full lips and closed the space between us.
I wanted to hate how much I loved having him this close but couldn’t. His masculine woodsy scent took over my senses first before he reached and curled his hand around the back of my neck. If Dreu had a shirt on, I would have fisted it and pulled him even closer.
He leaned down then covered my lips with his. A small moan escaped me when Dreu shifted his hips enough, so his hardness rubbed against my stomach. Tantalizing slowly, he trailed the tip of his tongue over my bottom lip then top.
“I know you miss me, Pancakes. I’m gone make you say that shit in a minute.” His deep voice ghosted over my lips just as his strong hand fisted some of my hair.
He tugged until my neck was exposed to him then dragged his tongue from my lips to the middle of my neck. Instantly, I became intoxicated. He looked directly into my eyes; the intensity of his gaze was enough to undo me right where I stood. My skin pebbled with goose bumps as his fingers unbuttoned my pants with ease.
“Can I scrub the day away from you?” He asked as he tugged at my jeans until they fell around my ankles.
His fingertips skated across the top of my chest. Dreu’s eyes held me captivated as he explored the rest of my body with his other free hand. He grabbed the bottom of my ass and squeezed.
“Ass on fat, Pancakes.” He smashed his lips against mines.
He squeezed my small booty cheeks like it was super meaty. I moaned into his mouth then smiled at his adoration for my body still. Dreu always made me feel special, and that’s what made me weak as hell for him.
We both knew my ass was far from fat, but it always made me feel good when he acknowledged it as being enough ass for him.
I shut my eyes, allowing myself to enjoy the moment before thinking more logically. I knew I needed to bring myself back down to good ol’ reality but struggled with him being so close and touching me how he used to. I managed to step out of my puddle of work pants then crossed my arms over my chest.
I was comfortable in my purple cotton granny panties right in front of him with my face set tight.
“I missed you, Dreu and I appreciate everything that you took the initiative to do without being asked. Honestly, I’m not surprised because that’s the type of man you are. It’s one of your good traits that I fell in love with. But…what I won’t ignore is how you hurt me,” I rolled my eyes.
“My feelings was real then and still real now.” I added sternly.
“There she goes…” Dreu chuckled taking a step back.
“For a minute, I was thinking…” Dreu did a little two step and I lost all seriousness.
“She don’t know what she doing, this girl just giving it out.” He waved one hand in the air doing the popular Tiktok dance to the songTake Me Thru Dere.
I let out a full belly laugh and doubled over when he continued to mumble it over and over in a serious tone.
“That’s my favorite song right now, man. Shit be stuck in my head. I told Iceman to reach out so I can hop on the remix.” He smiled and it warmed my heart.
It should have been a sin for this man to be so fine. He could laugh a woman’s panties clean off with his sex appeal along with his chill persona.
“I was thinking damn…Jatavia just making this shit too easy for a nigga. You ain’t even ask me how I been doing or nothing.” Dreu made his voice sound like he was offended.
“Whatever, Dreu. You somehow broke into my apartment like a damn maniac.” I murmured.
