Page 8 of The Heart of a Capricorn (BLP Signs of Love #19)
Spending the day with Chauncey had been everything I didn’t realize I needed.
It was perfect, even when Addie’s ass tried to ruin it.
She and I were cordial to each other at work, because we had to be, but she never hid her dislike of me.
She was good at her job, so I didn’t pay her any mind.
If I were a shady person, I could have gotten her fired, but I was never one to mess with a person’s livelihood over something so trivial.
Her beef was on her, not me. It wasn’t my fault that I got the position she wanted.
If she were that mad about it, she could have left, but I knew she wouldn’t.
She wouldn’t find another company that paid as much as Tech Angels did, and she for sure wouldn’t be treated as well.
Some men in the tech world didn’t respect black women on the same level or even higher than them.
Once we walked away from her, I pushed her out of my mind and focused on the good time I had.
I tried to fight Chauncey about paying for my own stuff, but he put me in my place.
It was hard for me to relinquish my control, but Chauncey made it easy.
Chauncey had that big dick energy and knew how to back it up.
After our run-in with Addie, we went to another store before we returned to the hotel.
“The day isn’t over,” Chauncey informed me as we waited for the elevator.
“Is that right? What else do you have planned?” The elevator door opened, and as soon as the door closed, Chauncey pushed me against the wall. I heard the bags hit the floor.
He held the back of my neck and my face close to his. “A lot of shit.”
My body warmed when he leaned down and kissed me. I moaned when his tongue entered my mouth, at the same time he snaked his hand into my shorts.
He used his thumb to rub circles on my clit.
Wet kissing sounds filled the elevator while my moans continued.
I wound my hips when Chauncey slipped a finger through my wetness.
I didn’t know if anyone could see us on the camera, but I didn’t care.
His caress alone felt so damn good. I gripped his hand when I felt my orgasm approaching.
We continued kissing as my body convulsed. Through all the exchanged looks and subtle touches, I couldn’t wait for this moment. I didn’t expect anything to happen on the elevator, but I needed his hands on me all damn day.
When the elevator stopped, he removed his fingers from my shorts and licked them clean.
Chauncey picked up the bags and smirked at me. I fixed my clothes and walked off the elevator. My legs were a little wobbly, and I heard Chauncey laugh behind me.
I flipped him the bird but stopped because I wasn’t sure which room was his.
“Don’t know where to go, do you?” he teased when he came up behind me. He pulled his key card out. “Luckily, you stopped right in time.” The lock beeped when he held the card up to the door. “Go in.” He motioned with his head.
I stepped inside the room but immediately stopped when I looked around. I heard the door close behind me, and I heard Chauncey place my bags down.
The room smelled like lavender and jasmine. I wasn’t sure if it was from the multiple candles spread around the room or from something else. Either way, it smelled good and instantly relaxed me. Different shades of green silk petals littered the floor.
Music played from somewhere throughout the room. Moisture pooled in my eyes.
I was speechless for a second because nobody had ever done anything close to this for me.
“Is all of this for me?” I asked when I turned to face Chauncey.
He leaned against the wall and stared at me. I watched him as he pushed himself off and walked toward me. When he got close enough, he kissed the side of my mouth. Then my neck and my exposed shoulder, since my shirt was sleeveless.
“Yes, it is.”
“What? How?”
He pulled me to him and cupped my face. “The how doesn’t matter. I did it because you deserve to be treated like the queen you are. I see you, Lyric. You work hard but never take the time to enjoy yourself.”
The tears that formed finally dropped. I didn’t know how he knew, but he was right.
I had always been so focused on my goals that I didn’t take time to do anything for myself.
Of course, I shopped, but most of the time it was because I needed things.
Most of my vacations were work-related. For Chauncey to notice only after a couple of days spoke volumes.
The shopping earlier was great, but this, this was a different level.
Chauncey released me and reached for my hand.
“I don’t know what you are trying to do, but I appreciate it.”
“Not trying to do anything but cater to you.” He placed a soft kiss on my forehead, then led me into the bathroom.
A trail of more silk petals led to the tub that was surrounded by candles. A bottle of wine and two glasses sat on the edge of the tub. The same fragrance from the front room filled the bathroom. The tub was filled with bubbles and green and red rose petals.
Chauncey’s heated gaze was on me as I stood in the middle of the bathroom.
He came closer and reached for the bottom of my shirt.
I lifted my arms when he pulled it up and over my head.
I turned my head to the side to watch him when he kissed my shoulder, then turned the other way when he did the same to my other shoulder.
He bent down and pulled my shorts down, taking my soaked panties in the process. He kissed my mound, then stood.
We held each other’s gaze as he took his clothes off. I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth. Chauncey’s muscular, tattooed body was a perfect work of art. His body deserved to be hung in a museum. I wanted to run my fingers over his six-pack.
“So perfect,” he complimented as he ran a finger down my arm. My skin prickled under his finger. “Get in the tub, baby.”
My body shivered at the tone in his voice. I turned around and stepped into the warm water. I wasn’t sure how he pulled all of this off, since we were together this whole time, but it didn’t matter. His effort was appreciated.
The water splashed when Chauncey got in and positioned himself behind me. I squeezed my legs together when his hard dick touched my back.
His arms wrapped around me, and I leaned back against his chest. I closed my eyes and basked in the warmth of the water and the feeling of being in his arms.
Prince serenaded us through the speaker that I didn’t notice at first.
“Do you want some wine?”
I had almost forgotten the wine.
“Sure.” I reached up and grabbed the bottle, then poured us some. I pivoted to hand the glass to Chauncey.
“Let’s make a toast to living in the moment,” Chauncey said as he held his glass up.
I smiled. “To living in the moment.” We clinked glasses and drank.
When we were done, I put the glasses on the floor, then got back into my spot in Chauncey’s arms.
“Did you enjoy yourself today?” Chauncey asked as he rubbed circles on my stomach under the water.
“I did. Thanks again.” I leaned my head back and closed my eyes.
Chauncey gripped my chin and turned my face toward him. I kept my eyes closed when his lips touched mine. No tongue was involved, but it didn’t need to be for me to be turned on. Anytime Chauncey touched me, I got turned on.
“No thanks needed. Sit up for me.”
I wondered what he would do next, but I did what he said. I heard what sounded like a bottle of bodywash being squeezed. Chauncey kissed the back of my neck and my shoulder blades before he washed my back. Slowly, he moved the washcloth over my body, kissing every part of my body.
I spun around so he could wash the front of me. He looked at me tenderly as he washed the front of me.
“Chauncey,” I whispered when he stopped to suck on both nipples. The pressure I felt between my legs was strong, and I needed him to relieve me.
“Lean back.” His voice was strained, and I knew he was just as ready as I was. It was evident by his dick standing straight up.
I leaned back, and he softly ran the washcloth over my stomach and pussy.
My back arched when his hand brushed over my clit.
It was the most intimate thing I’d experienced in my life.
After we both were clean, we got out of the tub and headed into the bedroom.
The theme of candles and silk petals continued in the bedroom.
“Lie down,” Chauncey commanded as he pulled the towel from my body.
I pulled the cover back and got in the middle of the bed. My legs spread when he got in between them. Slowly, with his eyes on mine, he slipped inside of me.
I couldn’t look at him because the intensity in his eyes almost made me cum.
I wrapped my arms around him as he moved his hips. He didn’t pump in and out. Nope, he made circles between my walls.
Every part of my body he touched felt like it was on fire. It felt like he had more than two hands because they were all over my body.
Chauncey was so gentle with me. He took care of my mind, body, and soul.
He didn’t let up until I couldn’t take anymore. By the time we were done, I was spent, but I didn’t regret a minute of it.