Page 17 of Reckless Forever
She leaned down to oil my beard, and the room filled with the scent of cucumbers. The same smell that had invaded my senses every night that she lay on my chest. As she leaned over to me, I leaned up and kissed her as she did it.
“It’s time for you to go,” she said softly as she looked back at the clock and sat next to me on the bed.
I lay there and stared at her. Our eyes locked on each other for a while, saying everything that neither one of us wanted to say at the moment. I rolled over and threw my arm around her back and brought her closer to me. I lay my head on her chest, and she cupped the back of my head.
“This is my last time saying, Goodnight Judah,” She chuckled.
“Nah, Shorty. The fuck are you about to do? Cut me off?” I asked as I pulled back and kissed her again. This time, the kiss was deep, our tongues met again, and I applied pressure to her neck before I pulled back.
She sighed then got off the bed, grabbed my shirt and tossed it to me.
“Keep it,” I said as I smirked and walked toward the door. I slapped her butt and stopped short.
“Goodnight, Ma.” I pulled the door open and walked down the hallway and down the stairs to go back to the other side of the estate.
I passed the room that Jax was sleeping in, and his nosey ass was standing at the door with his legs and arms crossed.
“Same time every night, you're really predictable. And you smell like fucking cucumbers and strawberries.” He said, making me stop in my tracks, I sized him from head to toe.
“If your wife knew the way you cried about being stuck here, nigga she would’ve sent Jonah on a boat to pick your sorry ass up.” I snapped, making him laugh.
“Fuck you! Get ready for the flight in the morning. Fruit cup.” He turned before he slammed the door.
I went into the room and dove across the bed. Jax could make all the jokes he wanted, fruit cup or not, Ivy had found a way to do in three weeks what no woman had ever done. That was get Judah, that wasn’t about sex and bullshit. It was almost too close for comfort; it could just be because I had been stuck in this house. Maybe when I made it back to the States my mind could refocus. But lying there in the dark, I wasn’t so sure.
I walked through the door of the condo and undid the buttons of my shirt. I had packed on everything that we had missed, being stuck in Bolivia for the last couple of weeks, just to catch up on business. I had been in one meeting after another, in three different cities, and had gotten no more than a couple of hours of sleep. After the last meeting, I was frustrated and had some built-up pressure that I needed to release.
My phone rang and I glanced at the caller ID. I groaned when I saw who was calling. If I couldn’t have had a worse week, I saw Alexis earlier today at my favorite restaurant. Now she knew for sure I had been back from Bolivia, and I was just ignoring her. I knew she was going to call me, and she didn’t prove me wrong.
“Yeah, Lex?” I answered, not in the mood for the bullshit that she was about to bring.
“I don’t like whatever has been taking your time from me, Judah. I haven’t seen you since you went to Bolivia. Now you’re home, and you didn’t even hit me up. What’s going on? What did I do to you?” Alexis whined from the other end of the phone. I just held the phone to my ear and let her rock. I wasn’t in thebusiness of giving anybody any answers or reassurance. I wasn’t the nigga for that.
Then the doorbell rang, and I slid to the edge of the couch to go get the door.
“Let me hit you back, Lex.” I cut her off mid-sentence.
“Who the fuck you got coming over there, Judah?” She snapped before I disconnected the call.
I walked over to the door and pulled it open, already knowing who was on the other side of it. Taylor stood on the other side, finer than frog hair. As soon as I pulled open the door, she smiled. Tay was on the taller side and had legs and ass for days.
She was wearing this lime green two-piece crop top and skirt set that looked good against her brown skin, and my dick bricked as soon as she stepped through the door.
“You missed me?” She asked, looking down at the bulge in my pants.
“Hell yeah,” I admitted, tucking my lip between my teeth as I scanned her body. Taylor was cold, and her head was the best I had ever had. We started fucking around right after Jax and Kennedy got married. It was something about the Cross women that knew how to play their role. No matter how many times I had been in her guts, Tay never wanted to be my girlfriend. When I called, she slid through and we did whatever, and then she dipped. Then I wouldn’t hear from her again until one of us wanted to fuck.
Lex, on the other hand, was wild. That muhfucka was a freak, but she wanted to be in a relationship. And she thought that because I invited her to one damn trip for Jax’s honeymoon that solidified her spot as my girl. Her ass did the most sometimes and did shit like popping up to the condo and calling me a million times when I didn’t answer. This side of Lex wasn’t new. And I used to overlook it; now, everything she did annoyed thefuck out of me. When you experience peace like Ivy, all that other bullshit gets tired quick.
“Come here, take that shit off,” I demanded as I sat down on the couch and watched her undress. She gave me a smirk and then brought the top over her head. Her titties spilled from underneath it. I watched through low eyes as she shimmied out of the skirt. She was standing in the living room, naked as fuck as she stalked her way over to me. She kneeled in front of me on the couch. She reached up and slowly unbuttoned my dress shirt and then undid my pants.
“I missed you too,” She whispered as she trailed kisses on my stomach.
I leaned back and handed her a rubber. Then she reached into my boxers and freed my dick and stroked it slowly. No sooner than she tore it open, did my phone ring. I knew that it was Alexis’ crazy ass, probably telling me that she was downstairs. So, I pressed the side of it to silence it.
I tried to ignore it, but once it rang for a second time, I had to make sure that it wasn’t business. But it wasn’t the Mafia, it was Ivy. I blew out a deep breath because as soon as I saw the picture of her on the screen, my dick deflated in Tay’s hand.
Her eyes shot up to me, with her brows furrowed in confusion as she struggled to slide the condom on my dick that was shrinking.
