Even after the phone was off and the secret was out, there was still a weight on my chest that I couldn’t seem to shake. I kept rerunning different scenarios through my head about when the right time would be to officially pop out with Oak. I’d become so accustomed to sneaking around and hiding my feelings for him that being able to live them out loud and in real time had me shook. The last thing I wanted to do was fall out of one relationship only to jump into another, no matter how healthy it promised to be. He’d already proven himself to be right for me, but I wanted to make sure I was in the right place for him. It was the least I could do for all the back and forth I’d put him through.
My lungs emptied hard and fast. “What if my heart never heals, or it takes me forever and a day to feel like I’m ready to make things official?” I blurted out as Oak tapped the brake to halt at a red light. “Would you wait for me?”
“Yes,” he verified with a confident dip of his chin.
The swiftness of his response made my lashes flutter. I didn’t know if I was more stunned or flattered. “For how long?”
“However long it takes. I promise I’ll do everything your bitch-ass ex couldn’t and more for you, Lex. You’ll never have to worry about your heart when it’s with me.”
Somehow, his words calmed my mind and steadied my galloping heart all at once. And just like that, I knew with a man like him in my corner, there was no way I’d make him wait forever for my heart.
“Okay.”
“But I still want you to choose me,” he clarified. “And not just because you feel like you’ve got an opening now that your ex is out of the picture, but because you know I’m where you wanna be.”
I nodded. “Okay,” I answered again. “I can do that.”
When we arrived at my place, I headed into the bathroom to take a shower while Oak posted up in my living room. Twenty minutes later, I came out wrapped in a towel with a few droplets of water still sliding down the back of my shoulder.
“What are you watching?” I quizzed, joining him on the couch.
His eyes darted from the TV over to me as a lopsided smirk lifted the corner of his lips. “You know better than to come around me smellin’ all good, woman. Make a nigga fuck around and fuck you all around this apartment.”
The way he said it so casually made my breath hitch.
“Is that a threat or a promise? Because either way, I’m down,” I replied.
Next thing I knew, his hand was between my damp thighs, circling my clit like a tornado.
One finger slipped in, a moan slipped out, and that was all she wrote. I grabbed his tatted wrist, holding it in place as he finger fucked me to oblivion, successfully starting up my engine. Oak kissed me slowly while gently strumming his thumb up and down my clit. He knew exactly what to do and how to do it. No direction necessary.
I panted, breathing heavy as my body twitched with delight. “Mmm, shit.”
I’d never been happier to be in my own apartment, where I could scream his name as loudly as I wanted without the fear of being caught. The only people who could complain would be my neighbors, and I didn’t give one fuck about them.
I moaned as his finger pressed against my G-spot. “Oooh, right there. That’s my spot.”
“Ask for permission before you cum all over my fingers.”
I flashed him a seductive look. “Can I cum all over you?”
“Let it out, baby.”
Upon hearing his words, my body shook like a personal vibrator.
He slowly removed his hand from underneath my towel and inspected it. “Mmm. Look how wet you are. Now come ride my beard.”
Oak slid down the couch a bit and allowed me to straddle his face. Upon contact, I tossed my head back, lifting my chin toward the ceiling as he slurped and kissed my pussy. Hearing his sultry moans against my flesh as he licked my pussy like a stamp was enough to drive me over the edge, but I was determined to hold on for the ride a little longer.
I slid it up and down his face like a Slip ‘N Slide. “Fuck, your mouth feels so good.”
“Mmm,” he groaned, hungry for more. “Don’t stop.”
A rhythm of gasping and moaning flowed from my lips. “Shit, I’m close.”
“I won’t stop ’til you cum,” he promised.
I palmed the top of his head while pinching my nipples and bucking harder.
