“Nuh-uh. You know better.”
I do, but I’ll do anything just to run a finger along one of his hard abs and that ugly gash in his stomach because I let him into places he wasn’t supposed to go, I promised him the one spot I told Terrica I wouldn’t promise to anybody else, and I assured him he’s the only man I’ll call when I’m in trouble. Ideserveto touch him.
I watch through hooded eyes as his tongue traces lazy circles around my swollen, sensitive lips.
Up and down.
Round and round.
My horrible Rene Caovilla dupes dangle in the air, and his eyes stroke them every so often like he can’t believe I’m wearing them in his kitchen.
I belt out a loud moan, shoving my hand between my legs to catch some of the feather-light strokes from his tongue. He slurps a finger into his mouth, sucks it and then spits it out before delivering another hard slap to the side of my ass.
“Stop,” he grunts.
I snort out a low laugh that intermingles with a moan while moving my hand to his head where I scrape my nails down the side of his face because it’s the only way I can fight back.
He smiles while French kissing my pussy as if he’s showing me how silly I am to think he’s scared of walking around with a few of my scratches along his cheek.
“Lovie?” he drawls, making my eyes flutter closed.
“Yes?”
“Look at me.”
I try to pry my eyes open, but they’re so heavy I can only crack the left one.
The tops of his dark waves dance into my view, and I whimper when I catch his eyes. I think I finally see that fear he’s always teasing me about lingering in them. It makes his pupils dilate and his eyes dart away from mine.
His warm breath tickles my wet lips. “I need to ask you something, and I want you to be honest.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Do you think you belong to m?—”
“Yes!” I cry, surging forward.
He pushes me back against the island. “Calm down and look at me. Let me finish.”
Our eyes touch again.
Jesus—I terrify him.
The hot fear simmers on his face now, or maybe I’m so high I’m seeing things.
“Do you think you belong to me? Is that why you keep chasing after me?”
I nod slowly.
“Don’t tell me no shit like that if you ain’t for real because I ain’t never had nobody that just belonged to me.”
“I mean it.”
“Even when I’m long gone?” he asks. “You’ll still belong to me?”
Blinding tears fill my eyes while I stare at the dark circles around his eyes and hear those heavy words he admitted to me in Beatrice’s backyard:“Every woman I fuck knows what I am. I ain’t for forever.”
He rises from between my legs, swiping at my eyes while shushing me. “Awe. Don’t do that. That ain’t what I want. Come give me what I want.”
