Page 31 of The Phyre that Burns
Finally, I picked up my phone and went to Phyre’s contact information. He’d insisted that we exchange numbers so he could add me to the group text with everyone else who worked in his office. Surprisingly, he hadn’t used my number for anything outside of the group texts he’d sent.
I took a deep breath as I started the text thread, staring at my phone for several minutes without typing a word because I had no idea what to say. Before I chickened out, I quickly typed the first thing that came to mind.
Me:
It’s me.
Phyre:
I’m on my way.
I gasped at how quickly I received his response and giggled at what he said. He had to have been waiting to hear from me. When I read his message, my nervousness increased tenfold. I wasn’t nearly as nervous when I found out I’d been assigned to his office. The thought of being alone with him and the possibility of what could happen made my nipples tingle and my pussy throb.
“Calm down, girl. It’s just a conversation.”
I paced in front of the couch, grateful I had time to get myself together before Phyre arrived. The pacing didn’t help, so I wrapped up what was left of my dinner, put it in the refrigerator, and lit a few candles. When the buzzer sounded, I could’ve peed my pants.
“This can’t be him. Has it even been five minutes?”
I slowly walked to the monitor and looked at the screen.
“You’re kidding me!” I exclaimed in a whisper, as if Phyre could hear me if I spoke in my regular voice. “Was he already outside? Shit! Has he been waiting outside this whole time?”
As I pondered those questions, I pressed the button to allow him entry and tried not to lose it while I waited for him to knock on the door. I heard his footsteps coming down the hall and held my breath until he knocked twice.
“Oh, God. Please help me.” I pleaded with the Lord with my hand on the doorknob.
I’d plannedto slide the envelope under Ginae’s door, but when I saw the young lady delivering the food, I gave her $100 to do it. She happily agreed, and I went back to my car. When she returned, she gave me a thumbs up, and I assumed it meant Ginae had taken the envelope.
For the next hour, I sat in the parking lot, trying not to lose my shit. I wanted to give her time to read the letter and process her feelings. It felt as if a lifetime had gone by while I waited. When I received her text, I replied immediately, and my hands shook as I typed those four words. I rushed out of my car but paused when I realized it might raise questions if I arrived in less than a minute. I closed and locked my car door and leaned against it.
I tried to wait a believable amount of time, but I’d been waiting for this moment for over thirteen years, and I couldn’t wait any longer. About three minutes after I responded to her text, I was headed to the entrance of the building.
After she buzzed me in, I entered through the two doors that led to Unit 3. I knocked twice, and when she opened the door, it seemed surreal. She was wrapped in a fluffy robe with her hair in a small bun on top of her head. I stepped inside, taking her in my arms and lifting her from the floor. I didn’t recall ever feeling so relieved.
“Baby, I’m sorry. I love you so fucking much.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck, pressed her forehead against mine, and we got lost in each other for the next few minutes. When I finally put her down, I took a step back and cupped her face as we looked into each other’s eyes.
“I love you too.”
“Do you?”
“I never stopped. I just?—”
“Shh.”
It was risky, but I leaned down and pressed my lips against hers. When she opened her mouth to receive my tongue, there was no turning back. I cupped her ass, lifting her ever so slightly, and she did the rest, wrapping her legs around my waist.
Our kiss became more passionate with every rotation of my tongue around hers. It was like we were starved, and the only remedy was each other. I reached behind me to lock the door before heading down the short hallway to her bedroom.
When we reached her bed, I placed her down and begrudgingly tore my mouth away from hers. A lamp in the corner of the room provided a dim light, and I stood over her, noticing a wave of emotions on her face.
“Am I moving too fast?” I asked, and she moved her head from left to right. “Tell me I can keep going.”
She reached for the belt to her robe, untying it and letting it fall open. My dick was already hard, but having Ginae offer me her body like this, without a second thought, had my shit ready to explode and my mouth watering.
“Keep going,” she urged.
