My jeans were pooled around my feet when he reached up and looped his index fingers into my underwear. Getting those down was easier as they just dropped.
“I fucking love looking at you.” He kissed up my abdomen before he picked me up.
“You do? What’s your favorite thing about me?” I asked, now looking down into his eyes as we stepped in the shower.
“Why do I have to have a favorite part? I can’t just like looking at the entirety of you?” He kissed my flesh again before we stepped under the water.
“You could, but that’s not the case, is it?” I arched my back, pushing my body forward into him when I felt the cold wall behind me. The mixture of hot and coolness created a molten need within me. I needed to feel him.
“It’s your eyes. From the moment we locked eyes in the restaurant, I’ve been obsessed with them. In them I see a sense of belonging like no other. I see home.”
My hands found the sides of his face as I stared down into his eyes, feeling every word from his lips. It was funny that he’d said belonging because that was exactly what he gave me.Belonging.
An aggressive moment later he was feeding himself into me while I burned with the most withering caresses. Trails of fire traveled my being while he once again passionately splintered me in half. I willfully splintered for this man, feeling small specks of stretching aches dissolve into pleasure like no other. Shit, I wanted this forever… Fuck wanting, I needed it.
We lay in bed hours later, like always, my head to his bare chest and mind running a mile a minute. Right here with him was where I wanted to exist, where for some reason everything felt still and perfect in a world full of imperfections and motions.
“I know it’s too soon, lord knows it’s too soon, but I think I’m falling in love with you.”
His grasp tightened around my body, pulling me closer into him before he spoke. “Then keep falling cause I’ma catch you every time.”
“Yo,I swear ain’t nothing more inconsistent than a motherfucker getting some sex. I mean, you used to be on my line every day talking about let’s go get something to eat or asking me to come do those uppity experiences with you. Now you got a nigga laying between your legs and you don’t even answer your phone.” Reminisce’s voice made me turn around.
I laughed. “If I remember correctly, your ass was just out of town. And my phone didn’t ring.”
“How is it gonna ring when you forever have that motherfucker on silent?” His face was drawn up and he mugged the hell out of me.
“Um, you haven’t called me either way. And also, why the hell did you just quantify sex? What the hell is some sex, Reminisce?”
He laughed. “You knew what I meant. And why didn’t you tell me that you’re messing with Kinga’s brother?”
I laughed. “And what would that have changed?”
“Not a damn thing except I gotta have that heat in my hand when I tell him to empty those pockets.”
More laughter ensued. “How are you anyways?”
“Apparently better than you, huh sis? Who the fuck is stalking you? Got motherfuckers sending videos of you moving through buildings and shit. When I leave here, I’m about to go see your condo people.”
“For what, Reminisce?”
He sucked his teeth. “Just because you’re letting them motherfuckers play in your face doesn't mean they’re gonna play in mine.”
I shook my head. “Don’t get me put out of my building, Reminisce.”
He laughed. “You own that condo, right? They can’t put you outta shit. But I’m only about to ask a few questions. G is gonna meet me over there.”
“Oh, okay.”
“Yo, you talked to Karim?” he asked out of the blue, which had me narrowing my eyes in his direction.
“No, not recently. Life has been a little fast paced. Why?”
He shrugged. “I’m just asking. I ain’t heard from her since she had that rapping nigga in her face.”
With my head tilted to the side and hands on my hips, I asked, “Since when have you two been talking? I wasn’t aware you two conversed like that.”
“That’s because you don’t know everything.”
