Page 30 of Perfect Rhythm

NYX

Needless to say, I was horny as hell after my little exchange with Shade, and that only intensified once I made it to the room.

Just like he’d said, everything Ashari had picked up was hanging in the closet.

But when he said a few things, I truly thought he meant just a few.

Clearly, his definition was a bit different.

The closet was far from small, and every wall was filled with something.

On one side, it was filled with the pajama clothes that he’d mentioned, but on the other side, it was filled with things I enjoyed wearing while out.

Most of which consisted of big ass hoodies, black leggings and sweatpants.

To have a man pay so much attention to detail was crazy to me. He hadn’t missed a thing. Some of the shirts had the face of my favorite artists. Some that I’d danced for and others that I prayed would one day give me the opportunity. There were even a few artists who had passed on.

He definitely knew a lot about the things I liked. All of which made my pussy feel like it was on the brink of explosion, and it was going to send my ass into a coma if I didn’t do something to relieve the pressure.

I walked out of the bedroom and toward the bathroom, which was just next door. I peeked down at Shade, who was downstairs, pacing back and forth while talking on the phone.

It didn’t make sense for a man to be that fine.

Again, my lower lips alerted me of the need to fulfill the desire that was raging inside of me. I hurried into the bathroom and tossed my items on the stool that sat near the shower, then I turned on the water.

Steam filled the room as I slid out of my clothes.

As soon as I made it behind the glass doors, I sat in the sitting area and turned just enough so I could lift one of my legs. I scooted against the tile wall and positioned myself, so I was at a good enough angle for my fingers to have perfect access to my swollen flesh.

I probably should’ve handled things before I got in the shower instead of wasting water. But the thought of being soak and wet while playing with my pussy, knowing that he was just a few feet away just felt too damn perfect.

Although every inch of me was soaked, inside and out, I still slid my fingers in my mouth before dipping them between my thighs.

“Fuck,” I whispered, driven by the intensity that was now crashing around inside of me. “Mm, God I just want you to fuck me Shade. I want you to fuck me so bad.”

I said those words repeatedly until his face appeared behind my eyelids, making me feel like he was in the room with me.

My senses went into overdrive, and I continued to imagine that everything I was doing to myself, he was doing.

My fingers went faster and harder. But suddenly, it felt like they’d been replaced with something larger.

..much larger. So large, it damn near took my breath away.

But I didn’t want it to stop filling me up.

I wanted it to keep plowing at me, making me scream his name over and over again.

“Fuck me Shade! Fuck me harder!”

I felt my voice become hoarse. But I didn’t care. I needed him, and I wanted every inch of him. He was so deep. So fucking deep.

“I’m about to cum all over this dick. I swear I am.”

Within seconds, I felt my pussy clench around my fingers. My thighs shook uncontrollably as my back pressed against the wall and a flood unleashed from within me. I slammed my other hand against my mouth to muffle my uncontrollable screams.

I wasn’t one for sweet whispers and quiet moans when it came to being pleased. Eli had told me that repeatedly. Sometimes I think he said it to let me know that it bothered him. But I didn’t give a damn. He should’ve been glad that I felt like he was doing something worth screaming over.

After taking a few seconds to catch my breath, I got myself cleaned up, wrapped the towel around me, and headed back downstairs.

Shade was nowhere to be found when I made it back to the living room. But like he’d said, everything was set up and facing the balcony.

Much to my surprise, there were two massage tables side by side.

Is he getting a massage too?

“I hope you don’t mind?” Shade said while standing behind me as if he had read my mind.

“Um, no. Not at all.”

“You sure? I promise not to bother you?”

I laughed. “It’s fine. Friends get massages together all the time.”

“Okay, cool,” he nodded before pulling his shirt over his head.

And just like that, my pussy was ready for round two of my little shower session. Every tattoo that adorned his skin was too beautiful to look away from. I wanted to put my mouth on him and trace every single drawing with my tongue.

“You good?” he said as he wrapped the towel around his waist and let his shorts fall to the floor.

I licked my lips, imagining the thick, veiny flesh that was underneath.

Damn, maybe I should rethink this friendship thing.

Maybe friends with benefits is a better option.

“Nyx,” Shade called out.

“Huh?”

“I said, are you good?”

“Oh...um...yeah. I’m fine.” I cleared my throat and climbed onto the massage table. I positioned my head into the opening and closed my eyes. “Thanks again for all of this.”

“No problem. Like I said, I’m just trying to take care of you and help you relax.”

“Well, I’m definitely relaxed.”

“I can tell.”

I giggled. “Is it that obvious?”

“Mmhmm.” His voice had gotten quieter, so I figured he’d probably gotten comfortable like me.

I felt my muscles relax the deeper the massager dug into my skin.

Silence filled the air, and for a moment, I felt myself drifting off to sleep.

Then, I allowed my hand to fall, and as if he’d been waiting for that moment, Shade’s fingers intertwined with mine.

I didn’t pull away. Instead, I allowed myself to enjoy and feel the moment. I couldn’t explain every emotion that took over inside of me. I just knew that it felt good, and I didn’t want it to end.

“Nyx,” Shade whispered.

“Yeah.”

“You know how I told you not to say shit you don’t mean?”

“Yeah.”

“I really did mean that.”

“I know.”

“No, I don’t think you do.”

Confused, I lifted my head and looked at him. “Why would you say that?”

“Because if you did, you wouldn’t have been screaming for me to fuck you.”