She nodded, and they got up from the booth. Rio allowed Cali to walk in front of him, which gave him an enticing view of her body.
Damn, her ass look good…
Rio adjusted his hard-on in his jeans as they walked outside. The air was nippy, making him put his hands inside his pockets. They opted to go to the corner where the bar was. There were no words spoken as they walked; just silence while Rio thought of how he would finally walk away from Cali. He knew it needed to be done but his heart wasn’t ready to let go. The grip it had on her was so tight that he couldn’t pry it away.
“Well,” she said once they reached her loft. “We’re here. I guess it was nice seeing you.”
He hid his smile and dragged his teeth across his lip. “Let me take a piss.”
Cali eyed him before she hiked up the stairs. Opening the door, he walked in and headed for the powder room that was near the kitchen.
“You can let yourself out,” she told him.
After shutting the door, Rio relieved his bladder then washed his hands. Looking in the mirror, he braced himself for this next chapter of his life. He wondered if Cali would be a part of it or would this be their last encounter. The reality of the latter caused his stomach to hollow.
Rio took his phone out and noticed another text from Rozalin. He didn’t bother reading it. He tapped on an app and looked at the dates. After that, he exhaled and walked out the bathroom. Expecting to see Cali, he noticed there was no one on the lower floor. He did hear soft tunes playing from upstairs. Looking up, he noticed a light illuminating the top floor.
Rio took his jacket off and hung it on the stool. Slowly, he ascended the stairs and saw Cali removing her dress. Carl Thomas’Thought You Should Knowfilled the room. Trapped in silent wonderment, he marveled at her body that was only clothed in a black thong. Her skin glistened as he envisioned gliding his tongue over her supple coating.
Damn, how can I let her go?
Rio tried to come up with all kinds of answers for his question but there was no remedy. Cali was his and would always be. They’d fucked up and taken their marriage for granted. They’d caused wounds that would never heal but their hearts were aligned. Rio was certain because if Cali didn’t want to deal with him, she would’ve made that clear when he first arrived.
Feeling his presence, she looked over her shoulder, shielding her breasts with her arms.
“Why you still here?”
Rio didn’t answer her with words. He ambled to where she was and stood behind her. “Why you covering your titties like I ain't never seen them before?”
She snorted. “Because I don't want you to ever see them again.”
Rio’s fingertips glided up her exposed hip before he kissed the back of her neck.
“Rio, don't,” she said with a subtle plea in her voice.
He wondered if other niggas knew that was the touch to get her activated. The back of her neck was like a push-to-start button for her pussy. Gently, he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck again. Cali immediately melted into his form. Her scent had him more inebriated than the shots of Remy he’d knocked back.
“Rio, we can’t do this. Just go and leave it as it is.”
That was sound advice coming from her, and Rio should've taken it. But when his hand dipped inside her thong and found her clit, he knew her advice had fallen on deaf ears. Walking away now would’ve been so lackluster. He wanted to board the plane home with recollections of Cali’s body flashing through his mind. If this were their last encounter, Rio needed it to be memorable.
“Rio, stop,” she whispered as her head fell back onto his shoulder.
“Stop, what?” He kissed the side of her neck while his middle finger circled her bud.
This was the last thing Rio and Cali needed. Being tangled in the sheets of passion was no good for the hate that dwelled between them. Still, Rio needed his last dose of Cali. Hewouldn’t have been able to function, knowing he didn’t sample the best pussy he’d ever owned before departing Diamond Falls.
Removing his hand, Rio turned Cali around and picked her up. Their lips connected, drawing heavy panting and swipes of their tongues. Rio carried Cali to the bed and laid her down. His kiss was demanding and desperate, expressing his fervent need for her.
“Rio, we still have time to stop this,” she uttered.
The window to leave had been closed. Rio couldn’t bear to walk away now when his tongue trailed down her neck. He made a beeline to her breasts, consuming each nipple with intense urgency. He cupped them in his hands, licking all over her skin and making sure to leave no area untouched.
Rio’s kisses led him down to her center. It oozed his favorite flavor, enticing him even more. Pushing her legs back, he swiped his tongue from her ass to her clit.
“Oh, shit,” she groaned, tangling her fingers in his wicks.
Rio could’ve feasted on her forever if she allowed it. He missed the way her pussy tasted. A distinct flavor that was created just for his consumption.
