Page 87 of Regancy & Savior
“How was your pops?” he asked once we stepped into the house.
I shook my head. “He’s alive if that’s what you’re asking.”
“I mean, that’s a good thing, right?” he quizzed. I could tell my response had confused him.
I slipped out of my heels near the door before I turned around and looked at him. “Considering the fact that my mother said my father burned her and then my father said my mother is giving head in the back of Town Cars, I don’t know if saying he’s good is the right answer. So I’ll say he’s alive.”
“Wait, baby. Yo’ daddy gave yo’ mama the clap?” He was trying to not laugh.
I started to unbutton my button-up. “Yep.”
“I see why she’s divorcing his ass. If a nigga gave my mama the clap, he’d be dead before she can disclose the diagnosis. Did he say where he got that shit from?”
“She said he’s addicted to prostitutes.”
“She should’ve knocked his ass off. Yo’ moms is too old for some shit like that.” He shook his head.
“I just left. I honestly didn’t have anything to say after that.” Then I looked up at him. “How was your day?”
He walked over to me and pulled me into him by my waist with a smirk. “It was straight. I missed yo’ ass today.”
“Did you now?” I licked my lips and looked up at him.
“Hell yeah. I’m trying to see if we can alleviate some of my tension.” His hands found the hidden zipper on the side of my skirt. Within seconds, he’d unzipped my skirt. With nothing holding it up anymore, it immediately fell to the floor. I dropped my button-up to the floor as well and stood before him in just my knee-highs and undergarments.
“We can definitely do that.” I back away from until I was on the table behind his door. It was where he emptied his pockets most nights.
He bit his bottom lip, holstering me up against the table and the wall. He had that look like we were about to be all night, and that was what I needed. I missed all of him.
My legs were wide open as he stood between them, allowing one of his hands to explore my thick, creamy folds below while his lips devoured mine. This shit was so dirty and erotic that he had my body on fire with anticipation. I was sure I had a fever the way he had me feinding for him.
He stepped back and looked at me as he pushed his sweats down, showing me exactly what I’d been missing.Fuck, I missed this.
“Baby, I—” He didn’t give me a chance to speak before he walked back between my legs, and rammed all of him inside of me. It was almost animalistic the way he pumped into me, and I dug my nails in his back. Every time with him was different because Taurus had a way of making me feel like a virgin everytime. Only he could take my body to heights unattainable and then deliver it dirtily down to the ground. Sex with him was a high for me.
“Baby… Please,” I moaned, feeling like I was losing my entire mind.
“‘Baby’ what, Lane?” he asked in a raspy tone. He slowed down, but that did nothing for the way he hammered inside of me with a vengeance. The way he fucked me was filthy and sinful.
I couldn’t even gather my lips enough to answer him. My mind went blank every time he pulled back, then went into convulsions every time he came back to me.
“‘Please’ what, Lane?” he asked out of breath. He might’ve been out of breath, but that did nothing to the flow and the way he continued to thug me. He was no longer fucking me. He was thugging me, and I couldn’t find one place where I would’ve rather been at this moment. Tonight was gonna be a long night, and I welcomed each and every nasty moment of it.
REGANCY
Lately, I’d been feeling a little off, attempting to get used to my new norm. Honestly, I think it was because I missed my restaurant. My assumption was confirmed when I walked in a few minutes ago, and everything felt so right. I’d put so much time in here that it became a part of me. So the reason I felt like everything was off was because it was. I had been working from home instead of being in my space. The moment I walked into my office, I gravitated toward my chair and sat down. My little man inside of me definitely made it hard me for me to stand for too long. At first, I thought I was just being lazy, butat the last appointment, the doctor confirmed that the fatigue episodes were normal. I wasn’t seated at my desk for more than five seconds before my door was pushed open and a female I could hardly remember was standing in front of my desk with a menacing stare.
I stood to my feet and folded my arms across my chest. “Do I know you?” She seemed familiar, but I was drawing a blank.
“I should at least get to see her since you won’t allow her to get to know our side of the family.”
“Excuse me?” I asked. Now I was confused, and I didn’t know a word of what this girl was talking about. “I believe you have the wron?—”
“No. I have the right person. Regancy Harris. I’m Amil’s girlfriend and Kale’s sister.”
“Excuse me?” I felt like my brain was about to explode, and this bitch saying my child’s name was taking me back.
“You heard me. You thought you were slick running off while you were pregnant with my dad’s kid, but Mil told me when you got back. I petitioned the court to?—”
