Page 34 of Still Yours

“What's up, ma? That's you outside?” he asked, referring to the brand-new dark gray Range Rover that was sitting in front of the shop.

“Yeah, that's me.” She gazed at him through the mirror as she stood a couple of inches behind him. He hadn’t changed one bit. He was still the same cute, tall, chocolate Dexz she knew, just with a little hair, and he had gained a lot of weight.

“That shit fly. Who taught you how to drive? That nigga Lunden?” He smirked.

“No, I taught myself. This is my third trade-in since I’ve been here, but my first luxury car.”

Dexz stood up and walked towards her. Her heart was racing because it had been so long since they had been alone. Just being the two of them used to be their norm, but now he was almost a stranger. That was until his hands touched her face gently, and they locked eyes. She was much shorter than him, so he looked down and kissed her on the lips softly, taking in the bottom one. Their pecks turned into full tongue action for the first time as adults.

Dexz pulled away from their kiss and rested his forehead on hers as she whimpered. All the feelings they had for each other that they tried to hide had surfaced again.

“How did you end up with this nigga?” he asked, low and upset.

“He's been in my life ever since I got here, and we fell in love later. I'm so sorry. I ain’t know no better and feel like I still don’t. I was so weak without you,” she whined with her head down, but he lifted her chin.

“I played my cards all wrong with you. I'm sorry too, because this is my fault. I should have made you my girl before I got locked up or told you my feelings in a letter, so you could be ready for me. I just didn’t want to stop you from living your life while I was locked up. That shit is selfish.” He kissed her again and wiped her tears with his thumbs.

“It wouldn’t have been selfish. You put me in a position where I could live and survive on my own. You promised you would take care of me and support my dream, and you did. We’re here standing in my shop you bought me that we always talked about. I would’ve waited for you or made myself available… and I would’ve never gotten in too deep with Lunden.”

“And I'm fucking proud of your fine ass. You did good while I was gone, and I don’t care about that nigga Lunden being with you because you’re mine regardless,” he mumbled.

Their intimate moment got steamy when he lifted her hot pink sundress over her head as they kissed. She stood in front of him in her bra and thong. She pushed him gently into her chair and stood in front of him while he took in her body.

“I'm not a virgin anymore, so you don't have to be scared of me now. I’m mature like you wanted me and ready for you,” she said as they locked eyes. In that moment, Lunden didn't exist. It was all about them.

“Shit, I'm ready. Lunden tried to push Storm on me, but you know I wouldn’t fuck her.” He bit his bottom lip seductively.

He pulled his dick from his new designer jeans and boxer briefs, already hard. Pretti was turning him on at just the right time. She couldn’t stand looking at her engagement ring with her soulmate in the room, so she took it off and set it on her station. She climbed onto his lap and slid down on his dick slowly, because just his presence had her wet enough to not need foreplay.

Dexz couldn’t stop kissing her, and he was enjoying the way she was moaning into his mouth. They had wanted their moment to happen since they were kids. They might not have been in the situation they wanted to be in, but the moment was special and well worth the wait. He didn’t want to come home and fuck anybody else. He didn’t care who she was with either. He was coming home to get what was destined to be his.

“Dexz, this feels so right,” she muttered as she threw her head back and rode him like a pro with her hands on his knees.

He sucked on her pierced nipples, which surprised him, and played with her swollen clit as she zoned out and rode him. He was impressed with her skills, but he already knew who taught her. He brushed the thought aside and kept his focus on their lovemaking. He wanted to kill Lunden for what he had done to his heart, and his heart was the woman on top of him fucking his brains out. He had broken her in more than he ever expected.

“Shit, Pretti! I’m about to cum!” he uttered seductively as he stroked her from underneath. They had only been fucking for twenty minutes, but he exploded inside of her without a second thought.

Pretti silently lay on his chest as he ran his fingers through her hair. It made her think back to the times when they used to be alone in their motel.

When she was sad about anything, he would hold her and play in her hair. However, she knew she couldn't lie up with him. She had a full day of money-making, so her time with her bestie had to end.

She stood up and slipped on her clothes. She didn’t have time to freshen up, and she really didn’t want to. She wanted to have Dexz all over her for the day. She had let him nut in her on purpose, because she wanted all of him, even though she was actively fucking Lunden. With Dexz, he could do anything, but with Lunden, she had restrictions because she couldn’t take birth control since she was allergic to every brand on the market.

“Our birthday is in three weeks. I’ma get us a spot in the Hampton’s. I need to spend some time with you so we can catch up.” He stood up and put away his manhood. Pretti fixed her face and her hair.

“Okay, that sounds like a plan. You ready to get that cut?” she asked with a smile.

“Yup… but listen. If Lunden is who you want, be with that nigga. I was gone; I can’t stop you from who you want to be with. But I do want you to know I’m not happy about you fucking with this nigga, so if he does anything to you that I don’t like, it’s ova’ for him. You hear me, Pretti. I want you bad, but I’ma let you live your life because I was gone.”

“We’ll talk, Dexten,” she replied bashfully.

Dexz went to the restroom and came out ready for his cut. As she was cutting his hair, Storm came in and opened the shop.

She gave him a fly-ass low fade with a line on the side like Nas. He wanted to keep a little hair, so the low cut worked for him. He also kept his beard but cut it real low. She trimmed his eyebrows, put lines in them, and gave him a mini facial before she sent him off into the world looking like a snack.

“Damn, that’s the sexy ass Dexz I used to know. I’m glad after all these years you want to keep some of your beard. This cut is on the house, but next time, I need my money for a cut and facial. Prices went up from them fifteen-dollar cuts.” She threw her hands on her hips.

Dexz laughed. “You ain’t never played about yo’ money. I got you next time.”