Daniella chuckled and rolled her eyes. “You may have moaned loudly and tried to put on a show for my benefit last night, but girl, I know what turns that man on. Nobody knows how to please him the way I do. Only I know his fetishes and what makes him happy. I meant every word that I spoke last night. You may have him for the moment because he’s in his feelings, but it’s just for the moment. He’ll come back to me. He always does. I’ve had five years with that man; I know him very well.”
“I’m sure you do. I’ve known him since we were seven, so there’s that.”
“Excuse me?”
I turned the eggs off and scooped them into a bowl. I set the bowl aside and turned to face Daniella.
“That beautiful man in there has had a traumatic life. He turned it into something wonderful and triumphant, despite the odds being against him. Some evil people conspired to bring harm into his life, and they couldn’t bring him down. I’m not about to let you or anyone else step on him again. You can take your high-priced luggage, your red-bottom shoes, and your overpriced sew-in and step the hell out of his life before I put hands on you, girl.” I backed up my threat by taking two steps toward her.
Daniella smirked. “If you lay a hand on me, I will hit you with a lawsuit so hard it will cause you to have whiplash, have you arrested for assault and battery, and drag you on social media so that you’ll never see another customer step foot in your little flower garden again.”
My phone chirped with the notification that her ride had appeared.
“That’s fine. While you’re doing all that, my man will be providing for me, protecting me, and giving me peace like you’ve never known. I’ll be picking flowers from my little flower garden, and your ass still won’t have him. Your ride has arrived. Now get gone. Scat!” I demanded, waving my hand at Daniella, whose eyes appeared to moisten.
When she prepared to say something else, Reighvyn stepped into the kitchen behind me, gripped my hips, and spoke up. “Ella, you heard what the fuck wifey said. Now get gone.”
Daniella shook her head. “After all I’ve done for you, Reigh?”
“You did nothing but spend my money, caused me headaches, and let me down when I needed you the most. When you left me, at first, I regretted that I wasted five years on you. In hindsight, I don’t regret it. You taught me exactly what I didn’t want in a relationship and from a woman. You taught me how I would love and treat the woman who knew how to care for myheart. You were nothing more than the perfect placeholder until the love of my life returned.”
Daniella’s jaws clenched, and she replied, “One day, you’ll need me.”
“I pray to God Almighty that I never get that low to the barrel again.”
“Ugghhh! I hate you!” she shouted and stormed out of the kitchen.
Reighvyn’s petty ass leaned against the island, crossed his arms over his chest and his legs at the ankle, chuckled, and then yelled, “Aye, Ella? You might want to come back and get your luggage. Ain’t no bellhops around this bitch.”
He looked so damn good in the basketball shorts that hung low around his hips. He hooked his thumb in the waistband, and his tank top lifted just enough for me to see the hairs that rose above the rim of his underwear. My mouth watered at the sight.
Daniella returned with balled fists. Like a recalcitrant child, she stomped her foot and screamed before she grabbed her bags and stormed out of the house.
I watched Reighvyn as he walked away from the kitchen island and crossed through the open concept living room. His head was high, and he appeared to be fine, but I wasn’t sure.
He closed and locked the door behind her before he returned to me and wrapped me in his arms. Reighvyn lowered his head and kissed the side of my neck. “Thank you so much, baby, for having my back.”
“See, sometimes it is good to stand behind your man rather than beside him,” I teased, laughing.
He chuckled, but it felt so good being in his arms. He scooped me up and set me on the counter.
“I just made eggs, babe, and they’re gonna get cold if we don’t eat now. We’ve also got bacon and French toast.”
“Fuck them eggs and all that shit. The only thing I wanna eat is my woman.”
I giggled as he kissed me deeply before he pushed me back onto the island.
Reighvyn lifted my legs on the counter and spread my sleep shorts and panties to the side. He dragged his nose between my folds and pressed my clit with the tip of his tongue.
“Ooh,” I cried out. That bundle of nerves was so sensitive to the touch, but I didn’t want him to let up.
He slid two fingers inside of me as he kissed my lips sweetly and slowly. When he finally slid his tongue through my parted folds, my hips jerked up off the counter. He took his time sucking and licking and alternated those motions with his fingers, thrusting deeper into my pussy.
I didn’t want him to stop. My chest ached, my belly was taut with tension, and my jaw ached from clenching my teeth. I reached down and gripped the back of his head as I gyrated my hips.
Reighvyn slurped my juices and sucked at my clitoris. The entire time, he kept his gaze pinned on me, which made the act itself that much more sensitive and intimate.
“I need to cum, Reigh.”
