Page 11 of Bound to a Virgo Menace (BLP Signs of Love #3)

I helped Hevyn inside my truck then jogged around until I took my place next to her.

“You good?” I quizzed, reversing out of my parking spot.

“Yes, love. I’m so stuffed but feeling good. How about you?”

“We’re on the same page. I had another beautiful evening with you. That was the best surprise I’ve ever experienced,” I mentioned, smoothly transitioning on the highway.

“Cache.” Hevyn called my name softly.

“Whassup, beautiful?”

The sound of Hevyn clearing her throat made me glance at her briefly then focus back on the road. From the way she clasped her hands tightly on her lap, it was obvious something was on her mind.

“I don’t wanna go home tonight.”

“Okay. Where would you like me to take you? It better not be to another nigga’s house because I’d hate to take a life in front of you, but that don’t mean I won’t.”

Hevyn released a nervous chuckle. “No, not at all, love. I wanna go home with you.”

I gripped the steering wheel tightly. Hevyn’s admittance caught me off guard. I’d been dying to have her in my bed for weeks now, but I didn’t want to rush her. I felt elated and like a horny ass toad all at once.

Just the thought of her brown, well moisturized, and slim-thick legs wrapped around my waist had me brick hard. I’d dreamed of drilling my tongue in her soaking wet pussy. As hot as she had me, I needed to make it very clear to her what this meant for us.

“Butterfly, are you sure this is what you want to do?”

Hevyn nodded. “Yes, love. I’ve given it a lot of thought.”

I exited the expressway and stopped at the red light.

“Hevyn, the moment I take you home and make love to you, there is no going back. You are mine, which gives me the liberty to kill whoever tries to trespass on what’s mine. Am I clear?”

“Yes, Cache. As of tonight and here on out, I’m yours, and you are mine.”

“Music to my fuckin’ ears,” I stated and sped away to my loft.

When I turned into my private parking spot, Hevyn’s voice filled my ears again.

“Cache, there is one more truth I need to tell you.”

“Tell me, baby,” I encouraged her. I put my truck in park and killed the engine.

She released a deep breath. “I’ve never had sex before. Tonight will be the first time, and I want to share that moment with you.”

My heartbeat sped up. I’d never had sex with a virgin before, but to be the first and last man to ever feel my butterfly was the highlight of my life. A badge of pride swelled in me like I had a S on my chest. Tonight would be one for the books.

“It’s an honor and privilege to share such a beautiful and special moment with you. Thank you, butterfly, for choosing me.”

I tugged lightly on her chin, pulling her full glossed lips on mine. We indulged in a heated yet sloppy kiss. My tongue filled her warm mouth, softly lapping at her tongue, until our tongues intertwined like strings of ribbon. Hevyn’s mouth was satiny and matched the flow of our kiss.

She kissed me back with so much passion and want that I got a little harder with every move she made. Hevyn held my heart and lust in both of her hands. If I didn’t separate us, then I’d surely take her virginity in the back of my truck.

Slowly, I pulled away from her until her eyes opened and pretty lashes batted at me. Her chest rose and fell in an out of breath manner. My hand gently caressed her soft cheek. “Let’s take this inside, beautiful.”

“Okay,” she agreed softly.

I climbed out of my truck and helped her out.

We walked to the elevator. The moment the door closed, I lifted Hevyn up, and her legs wound tightly around my waist. Our mouths found each other again.

My dick pulsed against her pussy, creating an anxious feeling in me so deep that I thought I wouldn’t survive if I didn’t get a chance to go deep in her.

The elevator stopped on my floor. I paused our kissing briefly to lift up the garage-like door.

Hevyn continued to assault my neck as I guided us off the elevator and right into my home.

This very moment was a perk of living in a loft.

No need to walk down a long ass hallway and fumble with my keys.

We were already in my crib. I led us up the stairs to my room. Hevyn’s moans filled my ears, sailing straight to my balls. Fuck! I finally made it to my bed.

Gently, I placed Hevyn on my bed like the delicate flower she was. I stared into her brown eyes for seconds until I took my time and removed her clothes. Hevyn peered at me as I observed her beautiful brown canvas.

I released a low whistle. “Perfection. I’ve never seen something or someone as beautiful as you are, Hevyn. If you are the best that I can do, then I’ve just hit the lottery of a lifetime.”

Hevyn sniffled but quickly bit down on her bottom lip to hide her emotions.

It looked as if she was too emotional to speak.

I guessed it was because of what I said, but I meant every word.

Her eyes followed my movements as I removed my own clothes.

When I stepped out of my boxer briefs, I witnessed the very moment fear filled her eyes.

“Um, Cache. You’re way too big for my small body. I’on think this gon’ work,” Hevyn confessed. She pursed her lips to the side.

“Shh. I got this.”

I climbed over Hevyn and kissed her lips and down her body.

Her titties weren’t Double Ds, but they spilled over my hands.

Her nipples were erect and tasted sweeter than candy.

I moved further down, kissing her small belly button until I reached her wet and warm pussy.

When I latched onto her clit, Hevyn’s back arched from the bed.

“Shit!” she shrieked.

I gripped her thighs, locking her in place. Hevyn tried to scoot away from me but there was nowhere for her to go. She needed to ride this train of ecstasy. I dug my tongue so deep in her pussy that my nose was smashed against the top part of her pussy.

Hevyn tasted like a high school boy’s wet dream. Not even water could compete with the way her juices quenched my thirst. Hevyn was now the best gift to walk into my life. Her legs trembled and her hand gripped the top of my head. Oh, it was time for her to bless me.

“Cache, baby!” she squealed.

Hevyn’s whole body shook as she rode out her orgasm. She pumped her pelvis faster, making sure I secured every drop. When I was done, I sat up and wiped down my beard and rested over her.

“You taste better than water, beautiful. The fact that I’m the only man that will ever get to experience you is a flex I’m damn proud to possess.”

I kissed Hevyn’s lips. The moment I felt her relax under me, I nudged my dick at her opening and pushed through her vice like resistance.

Hevyn was tighter than a frog’s ass. Her nails raked across my back painfully, unlocking a new level of arousal in me.

Swiftly, I pushed my way through the rest of the way.

“Ahh!” Hevyn screamed.

“I got you, baby. It’s okay. I got you, butterfly,” I reassured her. I kissed her forehead, her cheeks, and her lips. “Do you want me to stop? If it hurts too much, baby, I can stop.”

Hevyn wiped her eyes and gave me a teary smile.

“Don’t stop, my love. Keep going,” she encouraged me.

I kissed her nose. “That’s my girl.”

My mouth latched onto her nipple, and slowly, I stroked her. Hevyn’s body relaxed the more I sucked on her titties. Minutes later, she moved with me, taking my strokes. I went deeper. I released her titty and looked in her eyes.

“You feel so fuckin’ good, butterfly. The chokehold this pussy got my dick in is unlike anything I’d ever experienced. Cum for me, girl.”

I continued to make love to Hevyn until she came again.

Minutes later, I followed right behind her.

When my body calmed down, I took my time and cleaned her pussy then myself.

By the time I was done and entered my room, Hevyn’s soft snores filled my ears.

I slipped under the covers and pulled her to my chest. For the first time ever, sleep came easy.

I exhaled my blunt smoke while I bobbed my head to “Still in The Paint” by Denzel Curry. That song was my shit. The beat went crazy as hell. I hit my blunt again. Today was a muthafuckin day. I’d spent a few days staking out the warehouse of the RK Gang that hit us.

It was obvious that we wouldn’t get our shit back, so plan B was in full effect. At two in the morning, I’d lined their entire warehouse with explosives. That was also a specialty of mine. When I was done, it was 2:45 a.m.

I climbed in my truck and pulled away. Once I made it to the first red light, I looked down at the timer on my phone.

The last second ended. I looked in my rearview mirror and smirked.

As if it was the Fourth of July, their warehouse blew up.

The sound of the explosives going off and the big ass fire that was the result made my chest swell with pride.

Another successful job was under my belt.

That would most certainly show niggas that we weren’t to be fucked with.

I exited my thoughts and made my way to the club. Tread was dealing with a crisis in the restaurant. My eyes scanned the crowd and over the VIP sections. I did a double take when I saw my butterfly twerkin’ in a circle like she had rent due. Hay, Rusha, and Bryte’s asses encouraged her.

Today was their lil girls’ day, and Hay chose this place. I didn’t have a problem with it. What I did have a problem with was the niggas outside their section gawking at them and throwing money at my butterfly. Yeah, that shit wasn’t gon’ fly with me.

I pulled the strap of my tactical firearm across my chest and let it dangle at my side. Hopefully, I didn’t have to use it in front of all our guests, but I didn’t care either. I took the private elevator in our office to the main floor.

As I strolled over to them, the music blasted and the partygoers drank and danced while others threw wads of cash on the stage at Honey Buns.

She was one of our top performers here. When the eyes of the patrons locked on to me, their smiles melted, and they hurriedly moved out of my way.

Seconds later, I stopped outside the girl’s section and behind the thirsty ass niggas that watched them.

I grabbed my gun and cocked it. “Who ready to die tonight?”

Everybody in the girl’s area stopped partying and looked at me. Hevyn’s eyes were wide like a deer in headlights. Yeah, she knew what type of time I was on.

“Peel, we were just having some fun. Hevyn is letting loose,” Hay announced, giggling afterward because she was tipsy as hell.

I didn’t respond to her right away because I needed to address the niggas in front of me. “Show is over. Y’all niggas get lost.”

“Aye, Peel. We don’t want no smoke, man. We bought a table, bro,” a member from their crew voiced.

“Fuck is you niggas still standin’ here fo’ then? Beat y’all fuckin’ feet,” I commanded.

I locked eyes with Hevyn as them scary ass niggas zoomed past me. They really didn’t want any smoke.

“Hay, thank you for your honesty, but I got it from here,” I announced, never taking my eyes off Hevyn. “Hevyn, let’s roll.”

I lowered my gun and released the bullet from the chamber. She nodded and swallowed hard. I walked closer to their section and held my hand for her to take. Hevyn gripped my hand, and I guided her down the stairs. I looked back at the ladies that would be my family sooner than they knew.

“Y’all good before we head out?”

“I’m straight. Just be careful with her. I’d hate for Vo to have to get involved,” Rusha threatened me.

I smirked. “Hevyn is in good hands. I like her. It’s the world I’ll burn down. Night, ladies.”

Hay’s silly ass burst out laughing, and Bryte shook her head before we left them. I held Hevyn’s hand and led her through a set of double doors and up one flight of stairs. She was silent the whole time we walked.

I could feel how nervous she was. The palm of her hand was sweaty. I wasn’t sure if it was the anticipation of what would happen next or if it was me that had her worried. My baby had nothing to worry about. I’d never hurt a woman intentionally, and I damn sure wouldn't hurt her.

We stopped outside a dark door. I used my keycard to scan the pad, and the blinking red light turned green. I pushed the door opened, and the lights automatically turned on. Hevyn released a deep breath and peered inside.

I stepped to the side. “Go in and have a look around.”

“Okay.” She strutted inside.

I walked in after her and locked the door behind us. This was a special room in the club. Naturally, we offered VIP rooms for private dances, but this room here was specially designed by Tread for our significant others.

He and Bryte used the room several times out of the month when she visited the club.

I’d never had a reason to use it until now.

The room was decorated in different shades of browns and equipped with a big ass bed.

There was a full bathroom and my favorite asset, a small stage.

The huge ass window allowed us to see outside, but we couldn’t be seen.

Hevyn walked around the room. I set my gun on the floor and removed my blazer. She stilled when I tossed back a couple of shots of that Don Julio. Afterward, I took a seat on the edge of the bed. In a few minutes, I was about to act a foolio.

“Can they see us up here? Because I can see them,” Hevyn questioned.

“No, ma’am. We can see the partygoers, but they can’t see us. The room is also soundproof.”

“Okay that answers that. What’s going on, Cache? Why did you bring me up?” Hevyn quizzed, dropping her purse on the bed.

“You make me crazy. I never felt so overprotective of a woman before. When I saw you dancing and them niggas watched you the way they did, I almost sprayed this whole club. That would’ve been bad for business. Since I can’t take my frustrations out on them niggas, you’re next in line.”

Hevyn shifted her weight from one foot to another.

“What are you going to do to me?” she inquired apprehensively.

“First, I'm going to kiss you because it’s been a minute since I felt your lips. Secondly, I’m going to watch you strip and dance right on that very stage. Lastly, I’m going to eat that pussy and make love to you in this very room. How do you feel about tonight’s itinerary?”

“I’m nervous but ready.”

“Alright then. Let’s get to it.”