Page 92 of Regancy & Savior
Tonight, Lane and I had planned this moment to just chill and watch movies. It was our way of catching up with one another since everything had been going so fast. Since Savior had something to do tonight and Kale opted to stay with my mother, this was the perfect time. Plus, I hadn’t gotten used to his place, so I hated being left alone in it. It was way too big. I mean, I knew Beck or one of the others were around if I needed them, but still.
My thoughts were interrupted when I looked up and he walked in wearing sweats without the hoodie that lay next to me on the bed. I couldn’t help but admire the fine, perfect shade of smooth caramel in front of me. Savior was sex in its nastiest form, and he knew it. I could lay here and admire him for hours, and I wouldn’t get tired. It was every inch of his six-foot-three-inch frame that set me on fire. It was him for me. I wanted to start something, but I knew if I did, I wouldn’t be any good to chill with my girl later. So I kept my nasty thoughts at bay and obsessed about how fine he was in silence.
“Re, stop looking at me like that.” He stood at the foot of the bed, tapping away on his phone.
“Like what, baby?” I questioned innocently.
He dropped his phone on the bed and looked directly in my eyes. “Like you wanna get some shit popping before I go handle my business.”
I giggled. “My eyes are not saying all of that.”Yes, they were. They were saying all of that and a hell of a lot more.
He gave me thatyou lyingface before walking off into the washroom. Seconds later, he walked back into the bedroom with my KenScentualsWhite Rose Oil. “Since you’re laying yo’ ass right there, do this for me.” He took a seat on the bed and scooted back so that I could crawl into his lap.
Of course, I did as he asked and crawled into his lap while he held the aged bottle out for me to get the dropper from. I could tell I was gonna need a reup in a little bit because at first, it was just myself and Kale that used it. Now it was me rubbing it on my face, his,andKale’s. One bottle was no good in my house, so from now on, I’d get two or three. I reached for the dropper, squeezing the tip to capture some oil before pulling it out. Then I strategically placed the dropper against certain spots on his face, squeezing the tip. Once I was finished leaving little drops of oil on his face, I returned the dropper to the bottle and used my hands to massage the oil into his skin. I did all of this while he watched, never closing his eyes for more than two seconds to blink. When I finished, I went to crawl off his lap, but he used his free hand to stop me. Seconds later, that same hand was around my neck, and he was pulling my face into his. He mashed his lips against mine sloppily before pulling back and studying my expression. “I swear I’m tryna fuck on you forever.”
A slight giggle escaped my lips because he always said something like this, but I know he wasn’t lying, because I could feel his excitement through the sweats that he wore. His words were true, and his desires were truer. “Don’t you have somewhere to be?”
He leaned in and pressed his lips against my neck. “Yup,” he spoke into my skin.
“Then why are you… Baby,” I whined, feeling him explore between my legs with that same free ass hand.
“Blame yourself. You climbed into my lap.” He played in my wetness. One touch from him had it waterpark wet between my legs.
“Baby, you got—” I started but the ringing of his phone on the side of us interrupted my sad attempt to remind him that he had to go.
As Savior was reluctantly leaving, Lane was coming in. She was carrying the pizza and chocolate cake that I begged her to get from the pizza restaurant. The night was just getting started.
“So my father had what I think was a heart attack as I told you.”
“Yeah, you did. How is he?” I asked, concerned.
“Girl, he is alive, but that’s not what I have to tell you. Why did I go up to the damn hospital, and he and my mother were going back and forth about him liking fast sex with prostitutes and her giving head in the back of Town Cars to him burning her?”
I didn’t mean to laugh, but I couldn’t help it. I didn’t know if I didn’t hear her correctly, but the fact that she said her father burned her mother and everything before that was absolutely baffling. I mean, I had met her parents numerous times, and I never got this vibe off of them. “Wait, fast sex?” I asked.
“Yes, bitch, fast sex.” She shook her head and took a bite of her pizza.
“What did you say?”
“I told them that they needed counseling, and I left. It was very obvious to me that under all that ‘I wish you were dead’ shit they still love one another. I guess they’re just going through some sort of rough patch.” She shrugged.
“Possibly. Every married couple goes through it, right?”
“I guess, but what’s new for you?” she asked.
“Well, first, I had to threaten Kale’s school counselor because obviously she misread the situation.”
“Wait, what?” she asked.
I ended up explaining everything to her, and she nodded in agreement.
“Yes. She was definitely trying to be cute.”
“She had the right bitch but the wrong situation.” I shook my head just thinking about that situation earlier.
“So I have a question.” Lane pursed her lips.
“I’m listening.”
