Page 50 of Taeja

This was a different man than the Zain who just fucked her so hard, her pussy burned. This felt like he was sating the pain, and she loved it.

He broke away from her lips to trail kisses down the side of her face until he met the crook of her neck. She craned her neck to give him better access to suck on her sweet spot.

Low, breathy moans escaped her mouth and filled the room, joining the scentof sex that was high in the air.

“Taeja,” he murmured against her skin.

“Yes?” she moaned.

“I’m not gonna last long fucking you,” he said and pulled away from her neck to look down at her. Zain paused his strokes to smirk at her smug expression. “Your fucking ego.”

She chuckled as a smile graced her face. Never in a thousand years did she imagine she’d be laughing and talking to Zain while having sex with him. It felt like she was seeing a side of him no one else saw…

It made her happy.

After her session withZain that ended up being brought to the bathroom, Damon dropped her off at Liyah. He made her promise to come back to them after she finished shopping, and she promised to.

That was hours ago.

Now, she was in the mall with Liyah. They had several shopping bags thrown over their arms and a drink in their hands as they walked from store to store.

“Girl, mi nago lie. Mi love two man fi yu,” Liyah said.

Taeja smiled. “I love it for me, too. I never saw this happening to me, you know?”

“No. What do you mean?”

“People would probably look at it weird, but all of us have respect for each other, and I think that’s what should matter.”

Liyah nodded. “People judge what they don’t understand, and unu relationship ano fi nobody but unu understand.”

Taeja smiled at Liyah, who stopped walking to look at a blouse on a scantily dressed mannequin. “Thanks for being so cool with this, Liyah.”

“I never thought you’d settle down already, but you know I have to support all your decisions. Even the crazy ones,” Liyah said, looking away from the mannequin to smirk.

Taeja groaned. “Are you ever going to let me live that down?”

“Nope!” Liyah stuck her tongue out at Taeja as they continued walking. “I told you to glue the wig on your head, but no, you didn’t listen. When we were on the rollercoaster and your wig flew off, I was laughing, crying, and screaming at the same time.”

Taeja laughed off the embarrassment. “Listen, I didn’t even realize it flew off cause mi eye did shut tight. I’m never going on a rollercoaster ever again.” She frowned as she remembered that she didn’t get to retrieve her wig after the ride ended. It was stuck on the branch of a giant tree. She was so angry that she cut the amusement park trip short. Liyah had laughed at her the entire journey home, and Taeja ended up laughing at herself, too.

Liyah chuckled as they sat on a bench. “Me too, girl. My heart was in my ass after the first drop. If yu wig neva fly off and mek mi laugh, I’d probably die on that rollercoaster! I don’t know why people love rollercoasters so much. They’re death traps.”

“True,” Taeja laughed. “Anyway, how’s things with Mason?”

Liyah hissed her teeth. “I want to break up with him,” she confessed, and Taeja gasped.

“What? But you love him.”

Liyah sighed and looked away, her shoulders slumping. “I do, but he cheated on me, Tae. I feel like if I forgive him, our relationship won’t be the same.”

“Because you cheated, too?”

Liyah rolled her eyes and took a long sip from her drink, making Taeja wince at the slurping sound. “I didn’t cheat in the way you’re thinking. I just started entertaining the guys who always text me, but I never had sex with any of them.”

“Mason knows that?” Taeja asked, and Liyah shook her head. “Well… it’s either you stay and learn to trust him again, or you call it quits and move on. It makes no sense for you to make yourself miserable in a relationship you’re uncertain about.”

Liyah sighed. “You’re right. I’ll think about it. Afta me nuh bigger than bun. Worse like how all I have to my name is migraines from student debt.”

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