Page 4 of Her Pisces Allure
“Damn it, Sunshine. If your hardheaded ass was at home, this wouldn’t be an issue. I’m—fuck! Hold tight. I’ll send Q to grab you because I can’t right now. Remind me to get in your ass about this shit though.”
Sighing, I drop the phone in my purse and head toward my office to wait for Quintyn. My pulse is racing, and my limbs are shaky at the thought of seeing Quintyn. Then my stomach drops into my shoes at the statement from Quintyn the last time we talked. My mind warms with pleasantries at the thought of beingin Quintyn’s presence and the urge to call a rideshare so I can avoid his rebuke over my staying at work alone for a second night. I’m unsure whether dealing with an upset Rome or a brooding Quintyn is better.
Dropping my purse on the desk, I plop in my chair to wait for the man who holds my heart in his hands. I nearly jump out of my skin when my phone vibrates inside my purse. Sitting forward, I quickly rummage through my purse and retrieve the device. My heart skips a beat, and my breathing becomes labored upon seeing Quintyn’s name on the screen. Wanting to catch the call before my voicemail picked up, I shakily slide the button to answer the incoming call.
“Hel—”
“I’m on my way, Lay.”
Lord, just the sound of Quintyn’s voice has me juicing like a peach. How am I going to survive riding with Quintyn?
“For a manwho clocks his sister as much as you do, I would have never guessed that you would blow off her emergency for some pussy.”
“I’m already here, and my balls are leaking, so tagging you in to help Sunshine is necessary right now. I’ll owe yo?—”
“Nah. We good. You don’t and won’t owe me anything.”
“Good looking out, bro. Hit me up so—Better yet, text me to let me know everything is cool so I can sleep well tonight knowing Fayth ain’t still in harm’s way.”
“Say less.”
“Are you gonna sit there without saying anything? I could have taken a ri?—”
“Me sitting here in silence is for your benefit, not mine, Lay. What’s up with you insisting on being in that building late at night and shit? Don’t you value your safety? Don’t you know that your ass is an easy target for a mothafucka to prey on? Clearly, you don’t know that Roman isn’t the only one who will crash out about you. When are you gonna list?—”
“Stop yelling at me, Quintyn.” The shakiness in Fayth’s tone lets me know that she’s seconds from?—
“Man. Why are you crying?”
Water is falling from Fayth’s eyes, her bottom lip is trembling, and her right leg is moving from side to side, which has my chest clenching at the sight of Fayth’s emotional state.
“I-I l-lost track o-of ti-time bu-but I like the quiet,” Fayth stutters, wiping her face, and I disconnect my gaze to return to the road long enough to pull over.
“Come here, Lay.” A frown slides into place when my eyes return to see more tears falling from her eyes, causing me to feel like shit for hurting her feelings.
“I—why?”
“Just come here.”
I’m playing with fire, and I know it, but seeing Fayth’s downcast expression and tears has me ready to climb out of my body to shift her mood. When she moves toward me, my chest thumps wildly, and I quickly reach out to assist her with climbing over the console. My dick twitches instantly when Fayth’s middle lands on top of me, causing her to squirm slightly.
“Be still.” Lifting her chin, I stare into her watery brown eyes, and my heart slows to a crawl the longer our gazes lock in on each other.
Fayth’s eyes are penetrating me with longing and a heart-wrenching tenderness that increases my heart rate. My breaths catch in my throat. My eyes blink rapidly as I attempt toprocess the sudden urge to connect our lips, and my hands begin perspiring the longer I hold onto Fayth’s waist.
“Sa-say?—”
“You fine as a mothafucka, Lay. Damn.”
An eager affection passes between us the more I stare intently at her. Fayth’s eyes flash with lust that has my heart turning over in response.
Silence echoes around the interior of my car as I photograph every feature of Fayth’s facial structure. The girl whose brother has kept her on a leash somehow broke that link by becoming a woman of virtue and sensuality I’m struggling to ignore. Slowly and seductively, my gaze slides downward, where Fayth’s chest rises and falls with a heavy pace. My mouth waters when my eyes peer at the mountainous display of her ample breasts.
“Qu-Quin-Quintyn.” Fayth’s breathy stumble over my name has my dick pressing against her ass, and my hands grip her waist tighter.
Visions of Fayth being in this position while moving back and forth with my dick resting in her tunnel has a dizzying current racing through me. Lifting my head, an intense yet foreign feeling flares within me, causing me to feel like I’m in a trance. Releasing Fayth’s waist, I slip up her arms, bringing her closer when I can no longer fight the pull. Fayth’s breath hitches when our faces are inches apart.
“Qui—”
