Page 12 of Loving a Libra (BLP Signs of Love #7)
I’d been craving Devyn and was on the verge of losing my mind.
Of course, I missed making love to her, but it wasn’t just that.
I missed being in her presence. I didn’t realize how little time Maurice spent at home until he started spending more time there.
It was almost as if he sensed that she was up to something and intentionally threw a monkey wrench in her plans.
I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind and focused on the beautiful woman in front of me. Devyn slowly walked toward me as she undressed. As she stood before me naked, my mouth began to water, and I licked my lips.
“You’re not moving fast enough for me, baby.”
“You don’t want me to shower or freshen up?”
I shook my head. “Nah. Let that pussy tell me what you did today.”
I fell back onto the bed, with my legs still over the edge. She straddled my waist and looked down at me.
“You don’t want to kiss me first.”
“I always want to kiss you, but today, I want to start with your lower set of lips. Sit on my face,” I demanded, slapping her ass.
She didn’t hesitate to straddle my face, and I immediately grabbed her thighs and pulled her down. Her pussy tasted like a hearty meal after a long day of work, and I gobbled it up like a starved man.
With the way we were positioned on the bed, Devyn had nothing to hold on to. There was nothing but space in front of her, so she clawed at the top of my head.
“Oh, God, Tariq!”
She screamed her praises as I guzzled her juices. When she reached her climax, no warning was needed because I felt her pussy contracting around my tongue. Her nectar rushed out quickly, covering my face with her nectar.
She fell forward, landing on the bed with her legs still covering my head. I chuckled as I pushed them to the side and sat up. I was so anxious to taste her and was still fully dressed.
As I slipped out of my shoes and stood to remove the rest of my clothing, I heard light snoring behind me. I turned around to find Devyn fast asleep, wet ass and all. I looked down at my erection and said, “I guess you gon’ have to wait, my boy.”
I let her sleep while I ordered a pizza to be delivered from a nearby pizza joint, then took a quick shower.
About thirty minutes after my shower, still wrapped in the towel around my waist, I heard the doorbell.
After confirming it was the pizza on the security camera, I headed to open the door.
Seconds later, I returned to the bedroom to find Devyn sitting up.
“What’s up, sleepy head?”
“I can’t believe I fell asleep.”
“You needed that nut more than you knew.”
“Good head always does this body good. Did I hear the doorbell?”
“Yeah. I ordered a pizza. Come to the kitchen so we can eat.”
“No. Let me shower first. Did you bring the Uno cards and Jenga?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. I owe you an ass whupping in both. You ready for me to spank that ass?”
“Good head must make you delusional, too. You got me fired up now. Hurry up.”
While she showered, I put several slices of pizza on two plates, along with some breadsticks and pizza sauce, before setting up the Jenga tower. With my towel still secured around my waist, I sat down to eat. A few minutes later, Devyn came to the table, naked, holding the towel in her hand.
“Oh, you about to play with your titties out?”
“I don’t have any pajamas here.”
She placed the towel over the seat of the chair and sat down. There was no way in hell I’d be able to concentrate with her beautiful, bouncy breasts staring at me.
“You’re not playing fair, but it’s cool.”
“You go first.”
I took a bite of a slice of pizza before pulling my first block. While she nibbled on a breadstick, she studied the tower.
“Maurice can sense he’s losing you. I knew that when he turned down the trip to Vegas.”
She pulled a block from the Jenga tower before responding.
“He’s on my last nerve, but I’m trying not to snap. I have a plan, and I’m sticking to it.”
“I understand. I have another idea.”
“Let me hear it.”
“I found a convention in D.C. for restaurant and bar owners. I’ll convince him to go.”
“When is it?”
“Next week, and it’s three days.”
“Perfect. I’ll stay here and tell him I picked up some extra days if he gets on my nerves too bad.”
As we spoke, we ate and alternated removing blocks from the tower.
“You’ve been thinking mighty hard about your next move,” I teased.
“Shut up. I’m strategizing.”
“No. You’re delaying your ultimate demise. Pick a block.”
“Watch me work.”
She nibbled on a slice of pizza while studying what was left of the Jenga tower. Finally, she made her move, and I was certain it would be her last, but I was wrong.
“Ha!” She taunted me by sticking her tongue out.
“You got lucky as hell.”
It was my turn to remove a block, and my options were nonexistent. If the tower didn’t collapse when Devyn removed the last block, I didn’t stand a chance.
“You’ve been thinking mighty hard about your next move.” She mimicked my words from a few minutes ago.
“Not funny. I can’t believe it didn’t fall on your last move.”
“I got it like that. Let’s make a wager. If it collapses, you have to?—”
I swiped the tower, not waiting to hear her wager, and it collapsed all over the table.
“Let’s do it.”
She gasped. “Tariq! You didn’t even wait to hear what I had to say.”
“It don’t matter. Whatever you’re offering, I wanna do that shit.”
She shook her head. “I was gonna say, if it collapses, we have to christen every room in the house.”
“You done eating?”
It would be hell cleaning this shit up later, but I swiped everything from the table and onto the floor, then lifted her from the chair to the table.
“Tariq!” She squealed.
“We’re starting with the kitchen. Open up and give me my dessert.”
“I fucked up,” Maurice shared.
We’d arrived in D.C. about thirty minutes ago and were in an Uber headed to the hotel where the convention was held, and where we were lucky enough to find two rooms at the last minute.
“How so?”
“With Devyn.”
“Nigga, you been fucking up. This is nothing new.”
“Nah. This is different.”
“I doubt it, but let me hear it.”
“I’m about to be a father.”
“Congratulations.”
“This ain’t no fucking congratulations. Devyn ain’t pregnant.”
“If you’re about to be a father, I assume somebody is, so congratulations.”
“It ain’t who I want it to be, but she refused to have an abortion, and now she’s too far along.
I’ve been dealing with her for almost as long as I’ve been with Devyn.
She’s basically my number two. If Devyn were to leave me, she’d happily slide right into the number one spot, especially since she’s having my baby. ”
“I’m sure Devyn would happily give her the number one spot.”
“Maybe not. The argument we had after her coworker’s wedding must have really gotten to her, because shit ain’t been the same between us since.
I didn’t make it any better by continuing to move how I’ve been moving.
Lately, I’ve been staying home more, trying to feel her out and find a good time to tell her.
At first, she paid me no mind and didn’t hide her annoyance with me, but she’s starting to loosen up. ”
“You’re delusional if you think she’ll stick around.”
“We have history, and even though things haven’t been perfect, I don’t think she’ll want to lose that.
She is a kept woman and used to a certain lifestyle.
All the money she makes working is hers to keep, and I pay for everything.
Hell, I even give her spending money. I don’t know many women who would give that up because of one mistake. ”
All I could do was chuckle because I knew he’d already lost Devyn. By the time we made it back from D.C., he wouldn’t know where to find her. If Maurice didn’t have shit, he had audacity.
“You’ve made a lot more than one mistake.”
“She don’t know about none of the other ones, though.”
“Good luck.”
Once we checked into our rooms, I FaceTimed Devyn to see how things were coming along. Last week, when the trip to D.C. was confirmed, I rented a small moving truck for her. Since she didn’t want to take any large items or pieces of furniture, she didn’t need a big truck.
I offered to hire some movers, but she declined because it would cause too much of a scene, and she didn’t want the neighbors in her business.
I agreed but wanted to do as much as I could to help since I couldn’t physically be there.
She assured me that getting Maurice out of town was all she needed from me.
“Hey, baby,” she answered.
“Wassup? How are things going?”
“Aside from the fact that I have more shit than I realized, it’s going great. Oh, and guess what?”
“What?”
“I got the job!”
“That’s great, baby. It looks like your plan is all coming together.”
“It is, and it’s so satisfying. He won’t know what hit him.”
After what I’d just heard from Maurice, he deserved whatever karma he got. I briefly thought about telling her about his impending fatherhood, but decided against it. She would find out eventually.
“I can only imagine. Leaving town for a few days, only to return to every trace of your woman of the past five years gone, has to be traumatic. Remind me never to get on your bad side.”
“I’m not worried about that. Besides Ginae, you’ve been the realest one in my corner.
I wouldn’t recommend anyone start a relationship the way ours started, but I wouldn’t change what we’ve built for the world.
Like you told me weeks ago, things happen when they should.
I don’t care about how we came to be. I’m just grateful to have you as my friend and lover. ”
“Don’t forget, future husband and father of your children.”
She smiled. “Let’s not forget that. I gotta go. I love you.”
Those last three words gave me pause. Although I’d confessed my feelings to her and she admitted to having feelings for me, she’d never come right out and told me she loved me. If we were together, my face or dick would be buried between her luscious thighs.
“I love you too, baby.”