Page 14 of Breaking the Rules
The post-release euphoria hung over Savanhi, encouraging her to grab his cream-covered dick by the base and swallow it. Gathering her hair in a makeshift ponytail, Noble fucked her mouth. Toes curling, his eyes rolled back in his head as she drained another eruption from him. Savanhi swallowed his eruption before kissing the tip.
Noble dropped down onto the mattress and sighed. Savanhi said nothing, traipsed to the bathroom to clean herself upenough to get home to her shower. She made sure to take her time. When she returned, Noble was knocked out, his dick semi-hard and still cast in the remnants of their time together. She eased toward the narrow hallway and blew him a kiss.
“Happy birthday, Noble.”
Dressed back in her bikini and wrap, she took the lonely walk up the beach. Almost finding herself missing his presence, she shook it off and continued. There was no need to search the party for Lawryn. She was with Sincere, enjoying herself.
Retrieving her phone from security, Savanhi secured a JoyRide and an hour later, she was back at her apartment. Zayden had texted her with the “all clear” earlier in the night while she was entranced by Noble’s presence. When she arrived at her apartment, Zayden had made sure everything that could be replaced, had been, along with it being clean and sparkling as if she’d just moved in. On the counter was a stack of cash and a note.
“You don’t need a nigga for shit. You got me. Big bro.”
Savanhi smiled to herself. “Zay swear he’s somebody’s daddy.”
Savanhi: thank you for rent
Zay: don’t play with me. Rent is handled. Use that for the studio or whatever else you need
Savanhi: You know at some point I’ll have to live without depending on you
Zay: girl how much weed you smoking with Law? As long as it’s breath in my body I’m going to be here. We all we got
Savanhi: love you, big bro
Zay: love you more, Sav
Locking her phone, she showered and climbed into her new bed. As she drifted off to sleep all she could hear, and feel was Noble. “Memories are all you’re going to have. We got rules now.”
SEVEN
The sun crept into the boat, pulling him from his comatose state. Part of him expected to find Savanhi on the other side of the bed. Instead, he found a cool place and his phone ringing in the distance. His head was pounding as a result of drinking and smoking with Sincere prior to the party. A party that he missed most of the night due to being lost in the depths of Savanhi. The thought of her making his dick swell caused him to inhale the scent of her left behind on the sheets. Noble couldn’t recall when she left or how fast he’d passed out after she’d made every nerve ending in his body fire off.
As he swiped his hand over his face, he groaned with the bitter recall that there was no vested interest. There was no reaching out and calling her back over to make a mess of him again. There was no trying to find her. That was the rule – that was the agreement. But he was grateful she’d taken the edge off. This had been the first morning he wasn’t focused on the turmoil of his life.
Lifting his six-foot-six naked body and dragging from the bed, he roamed to where he’d left his clothes the night before. Every trace of Savanhi, gone. Noble fished through his pants to find his phone.
Carl called seven times already, but still, nothing from his sister or his niece. He made a mental note after this meeting to swing by and find out what the hell was going on.
“What’s up?” Noble tiredly asked, answering the phone.
“How hard did you party last night? I didn’t see anything online,” Carl stated, surprise in his voice.
Noble smirked, thankful that Sincere actually used his brain for once. “No phone policy. You calling me like I owe you money.”
“If you don’t get your ass to the Royals, I will be calling you like you owe me money,” Carl stated.
“What?”
“You hard of hearing? The Royals want you! Welcome home, baby!” Carl cheered.
“You lyin’ dawg,” Nobel stated in disbelief.
“I’m not. Your meeting is in an hour, wipe the crust out of your eyes and let’s go!” Carl punctuated his statement with a hand clap. “Or do I need to come get you?”
“Nah, I’ll get a ride. I got to pull up on Kymber after this meeting.”
“Aight. Look alive, seventy-five million all guaranteed. Get your ass up there.”
They ended the call, Noble dressed and made his way out of the boat and up the beach. The morning air of L.O. welcomed him home in a salty, warmth he’d been missing. As the breeze danced around him, his heart quaked. The breeze didn’t waft the softness of cherry and shea butter into his nostrils. There weren’t any waves of thick black hair flying about. Not even the soft laugh of the woman he’d gotten acquainted with for a night.
