“Come on,bella. Be a good girl for me and go get ready. I have a surprise for you.”
I look at him suspiciously. He’s asked me to get ready to go out more than once, but still hasn’t told me where we’re going. I pout and get up from my seat.
Rico tugs me into him and gives me a searing kiss. I love being in his arms. I feel safe and warm.
“You can throw on sweats or something. You don’t need to make a fuss.”
I scoff. “You have a lot to learn about me.”
“Trust me. It’s not going to matter.”
“Now I’m supercurious.”
He pecks my lips and gives me a squeeze. Reluctantly, I pull away and head to get ready. I’ve been in one of his T-shirts all morning.
I love the way his scent clings to it. Just like the one I stole before I left for Italy, it makes me feel like he’s wrapped around me. I nearly cried when that shirt lost his scent.
The memory causes me to lift the neck of the T-shirt to my nose as I inhale deeply. It’s still the same as I remember, one of many things that remain the same about him. His eyes and scent have been familiar and welcoming.
“What should I wear?” I blow out and twist my lips as I stand in my closet.
Rico
Yesterday wasa bit intense for Oni. One of her guys fucked some shit up and she was pissed. I thought I lost my shit when my crew made mistakes.
Oni made me look like a saint. I could feel the stress in her body as we fucked last night. I decided I wanted to do something for her today to help her relax.
I know how that shit feels and how hard it can be on the mind and body. Funny, I have to chuckle now as my guys turned around and put me in the same position today. I guess this will be for both of us.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of everything. You and Oni have a good time.”
“Thanks, Mario. I know she wants to hang with you guys some more. The next few days will be busy, but set something up for the weekend.”
“You want to head up to the Hamptons or something?”
“Yeah, that sounds good. Have someone stock the house and have the place ready.”
“I’m on it.”
“Thanks, bro. I need to go.”
We hang up and I place my phone in the locker with the rest of my things. The next few hours will be all about Oni. My girl and I need this.
I want to connect with her on a deeper level. Sex is amazing between us, but I want to fill in all those gaps we never got a chance to plug in. We need to build more of a foundation.
I step into the massage room to find Oni sitting on the edge of one of the beds in a robe. Her hair is brushed flat, leaving it to fall in her face. With not a stitch of makeup on, she looks younger than nineteen and has a glow about her.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“You’re effortlessly gorgeous. I’m always in awe of how you take my breath away.”
“Keep sweet-talking. It will get you everywhere.”
I walk over to her and peck her lips. I groan in frustration as our massage therapists walk into the room. When I pull away from Oni’s sweet lips, I note that they have given us a masseur and masseuse.
“Didn’t I request two females?” I say tightly.
Oni snickers beside me. I look to her and narrow my eyes. The amusement in her gaze only ticks me off more.
