Page 16 of Regancy & Savior
He chuckled before picking the tray of food up and putting it on the table. Seconds later, he returned to the chaise, crawling between my legs. His face was inches from mine before his lips found mine. As if I weren’t in control of myself, I found myself straddling him and riding more than the ocean on that beautiful day. It was the euphoria that having him inside of me gave and definitely the way I felt like he looked into my soul every single time we locked eyes. That nigga knew what he was doing, and I definitely knew why old girl looked tongue tied in the elevator that day.
He leaned forward, dragging his lips across my chest before he started to suck at my flesh like he was looking for a nourishing source. I couldn’t help but allow my hand to cradle his head as I slowly rode him into oblivion.
TAURUS
Two weeks later
One thing about me was I hated the waiting game and all that other shit. I knew what the fuck I wanted, and I went after it every time. It was how I was raised, so my inability to have patience had nothing to do with me. It was ingrained in a nigga, so if she knew what was best for her, then she would definitely keep that lil’ nigga that she busied her time with out of sight and out of mind, or they’d be fishing his ass out of the lake by the end of the month. She was supposed to have been there about an hour ago, but she claimed she got held up, so I sent for her. I guess those shitheads I paid for security were worth something, even if they weren’t securing shit. Just when I was about to pick up my phone and dial her number, I heard the doorknob jiggle. Seconds later, I heard the door open, and her heels clacked against the marble of my foyer. The way her heels knocked against the floor let me know she was angry.
“You don’t get to send for me like I’m your property, Taurus White.” She walked around and stood in front of me with the angriest expression she could muster.
“Do I not?” I questioned, putting the glass of brown liquor to my lips. I couldn’t help but take her in before she walked forward and grabbed the glass from my hands. I watched her set it on the table before she took a seat in front of it on the same table.
“Was I not convincing enough when I assured you that I would be here as soon as I could? And where is this dinner you rushed me over here to eat anyways?” She sat up and put her elbows to her knees while she rested her face in her hands.
I leaned forward, making sure my face was inches from hers. “I wasn’t talking about dinner for you. I was talking about for myself.” I pecked her lips before she fell back laughing at what I didn’t mean as a joke. “This ain’t working for me.” I fell back against the sofa and just looked up at the ceiling.
“What’s not working for you?” she quizzed.
“Sharing. I like yo’ ass, and I’m crazy as fuck, shorty, so you gotta drop your dead weight so I don’t have to do it for you.” I was dead ass serious, and I couldn’t even believe my-damn-self.
“How do you know you like me, Taurus?” she asked, leaning forward again. “I mean, it’s only been what? A month since you’ve pushed your way into my life? At the most, this could be infatuation or even a physical attraction. We don’t kn—” She started.
“The same way you know you like me, Lane. Stop tryna play them mind games. I ain’t that nigga that’ll let you slide with them.”
She pursed her lips. “I asked you a simple question.”
“And I gave you as simple answer with your lil’ rude ass. Matter of fact, yeen got no choice but to like me because I like you.”
“Says the man who had his security show up at my door holding out a phone and giving me no choice but to come with them or they’d throw me over their shoulder and into a damn trunk.” She wrinkled her nose up at that last part.
I laughed at that last part. I never said trunk, but I damn sure eluded to it. “Come here, man.”
She looked at me and had yet to move or respond, so I leaned forward and helped her get up a little until she was in my lap. “Taurus.” She said my name like it pained her.
“Now you know my first name?” I chuckled. She said my shit like pops used to.
“I’ve always known your na—” She was starting that babbling shit, but I didn’t want to hear it. I had other shit in mind.
Her sentence was halted by my hand when I gripped her chin and pulled her face into mine. I had been wanting to taste her lips since she walked her fine ass in the door. When she pulled back, she just looked at me before she pressed her face back into my direction. It was just like I thought. She talked that tough shit, but she knew she was feeling me the way I felt her.
With space between our lips, she just looked at me before shaking her head. “Why would you want to deal with a female who isn’t loyal or?—”
“Who said you wasn’t loyal?” I peered at her.
“Nobody. It’s just a thought that I have. How could I be loyal or trustworthy, but I’m here with you like this? Doesn’t that diminish my person to you?” She almost seemed ashamed.
I caught her chin in my hand and made her look at me. “That shit doesn’t bother me, especially because I know that he ain’t got you like this.”
“And how do you know that?” She pouted.
“Because of this… right now. If the nigga you have at home was doing his job, then I couldn’t have said shit in the world to get you here with me like this. Not a damn thing I could’ve done would’ve gotten you here like this with me.”
She nodded her head as her eyes went from my lips to my eyes. She leaned in and covered my lips with hers as she got comfortable in arms. That right there was the beginning of something that would have my ass changing it up and testing my patience. Lane was the type of woman I’d make sure the world was spinning at the right speed for. The type that had all the confidence and self-love in the world, but she still didn’t see what I saw in her. She was the type that often settled because she never encountered that nigga who was willing to chase her until she landed where she belonged. She was the onewho worked hard and handled business while forgetting about herself because she worked so damn hard.
“You still haven’t fed me, Taurus White. Instead, we have sat here and watched damn near all of theXXXmovies except the last one. If you’re trying to starve me, just say it then.” She mugged me from the other side of the sofa.
I chuckled. “Ain’t nobody tryna starve your ass. If you’re hungry, go in there and fix something to eat, baby.”
