Page 11 of Verse Two
I saw the sincerity in her eyes, and I couldn’t lie. It felt good to know that she hadn’t forgotten about a nigga. I guess I was quiet for too long because when I looked at her again, she was rolling those eyes. “What?” she asked harshly. “You think I’m corny? Or lying?”
I chuckled. “Nah, I’m not thinking either of those things. I’ve been seein’ your face in strangers for years, so I’m just happy I ain’t the only one.”
“Oh,” she said, just before tucking her bottom lip between her teeth. A few minutes of silence went by before I let her know it was her turn to ask a question.
“It’s on you, Doll.”
She glanced at me.
“Okay.” She sighed. “You-um-did you . . . did you used to love me? Like . . .loveme?”
I eyed her as her teeth released her lip, and she took subtle deep breaths. She tried to maintain eye contact, but her eyes kept dropping, and after a while, she was scanning everything in the room that wasn’t attached to me.
She was obviously nervous about my response, but she had no reason to be. That answer came easily.
“Used to?” I asked, lifting my arm toward her. With my index finger, I lifted her chin and turned her head in my direction. I waited until she gave me her nervous eyes again before saying, “Dy, I love youtoday.”
That one truth must have done it for her because her next move was to lean in and place those lips on mine.
And damn if they weren’t soft.
I wasn’t trying to take it there tonight, but it seemed my Doll had other plans. With her mouth still on mine, she straddled me and grabbed my face, deepening our kiss. She had a few drinks, and I knew she was tipsy, so I knew I needed to be the one to slow this down. The way she had me feeling as she slowly moved her body against mine made that task much easier said than done.
Resisting the urge to grip her waist, I finally broke away from our kiss. Dy pouted instantly, making me smile.
“We gotta chill, Dy,” I said in a low tone.
Her frown deepened before she leaned into me and kissed me again.
Fuck, this woman is trying me.
“Why?” she asked, kissing my neck softly.
I exhaled. “’Cause, Dy. I’on need us moving too fast and doin’ something you’ll regret later. I’m happy as fuck to have you back in my life, and I wanna keep you here. I don’t wanna do somethin’ that’s gon’ have you overthinking and cuttin’ me off in the morning.”
She rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around my neck.
She began rocking her hips again, and kissing my face, neck, and chest between her words as she responded. “That’s not going to happen, Brick. I’m happy to have you back, too, and I’m not going anywhere. We aren’t moving too fast. We’re catching up. I’ve wanted this with you for a long time, and you’re not about to deny me of it.”
With that, she claimed my lips again, and it was all I could take. I had wanted this with her for the longest, too, and I could only resist so much. Dy was insisting on going there tonight, and I was done fighting her on it.
Gripping the back of her thighs, I repositioned her so that her back pressed against the plush carpet as I hovered above her. I kissed her again, slower this time, allowing myself to taste every part of her.
I pulled back just enough to see her. Her hair spread around her, and her cheeks were flushed. Her eyes were dark yet soft, and a gentle, confident smile graced her face. Her beauty had my heart thudding so loud that I couldn’t hear shit else.
Damn.I’m in love with this woman.
I didn’t care how many years we had been apart or how young we were when we were together last. Every feeling I’d ever had for Dylan Ivie intensified every time I looked in her eyes, and as she stared back with the same love I felt in her expression, I knew she was it for me. I just fucking knew it.
Pushing her sweater up to reveal the caramel brown skin of her stomach, I kneeled between her legs. As I helped her out ofher clothes, I allowed my hands to explore, memorizing every inch, every freckle. She shivered under my touch.
Dylan reached up and slid my shirt up my chest before helping me remove it. She traced the lines of my shoulders as I admired her pretty face. Her touch had my stomach tightening, and as badly as I wanted to taste her, I needed to feel her more. We would run it back in due time anyway.
Dipping my head, I ran my tongue across her breast, taking it into my mouth. Once I slid inside her, it was like everything in my life aligned. I didn’t expect anything less, though. Dy was my missing piece, and I knew it.
She gasped, digging her nails into my back as she arched hers. I moved inside her slowly, partly to allow her to adjust to my size, but also to try and calm my own body down. I didn’t know if it was the anticipation of finally having the woman I wanted all these years, the feelings I knew I had for her, or the fact that her insides were actual perfection, but Dy was testing my control and my stamina. She felt so damngood.
“Brick . . .” she whispered, her voice cracking as she moved with me, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me deeper. Her head fell back, and I pressed kisses to her collarbone, her throat, and the soft spot beneath her ear.
