Page 49 of Surrender to Love

“Baby, I know the code. That’s my permission. This is Deuce’s private space,” I say then close the door.

As she looks at the large marble sink, smoky glass enclosed shower, and private toilet behind the partially opened door, she utters, “He actually showers here?”

“Sometimes,” I answer as I step behind her. When my chest is on her back, I take her in and inhale her sweet scent. As my hands slide down her hips, I admit, “I miss you. Did you get the flowers?”

“Yes,” she answers before stepping out of my arms. She turns to face me and steps forward, killing the space between us. “Shiro, why are we in here?”

“’Cause I got tired of being so far from you out there. In here, I got you all to myself. What’s under this skirt?” I ask as my hand inches up her thigh.

“Nothing you need to worry about,” she snaps but her little attitude is fake as fuck. I heard her breath hitch when I first touched her.

“I don’t?”

“No, you don’t.”

“Just humor me then.” My hand travels all the way up her thigh and I run my fingers along her panties. “Feels like lace. Let me see,” I say and she smirks.

“Shiro,” she murmurs, sensually as fuck.

“Let’s go over here,” I say as I grip her ass and lightly coax her toward the sink with me.

“Can I see them?” I ask and she closes her eyes then nods. “Open yo’ pretty eyes, baby. I miss seeing them.” She opens her eyes and I slide her panties down her legs. After she steps out, I place them in my back pocket. “Put yo’ arms around my neck,” I demand and she doesn’t hesitate. I lift her and prop her on the sink. I spread her legs then drop to my knees, positioning myself right between them, eye level with her pretty ass pussy. “I’ve missed her too,” I admit before placing her legs over my shoulders.

Being denied her, this, has been torture. I place my hands on her inner thighs, then dive in. After kissing her phat pussy lips, I run my tongue down her sweet slit. The low soft moan she emits lets me know she missed this too.

Encouraged by her sound and taste, I lick, suck, and kiss her pussy until she starts to squirm. Her legs latch around my neck and her hands move to my head as I work. When I pull her swollen clit into my mouth, she bucks and I move my hands from her thighs to her ass. As I feast, her moans get louder, and when I tongue kiss her clit, she loses it and wets my face.

“Shit,” she cries through trembles. When her body stops trembling, her legs fall off my shoulder. She then lifts my head lightly. She looks flushed, satisfied, and pretty as hell as always. When she smiles, I do the same as I ease off the floor. Once at my full height, I rub the side of her face then hold her chin as I lean down and kiss her forehead. The disappointed look on her face is priceless but cute. “Where are my panties?” she asks.

“I got ’em. Come get ’em tonight when you finish with yo’ girl,” I tell her, then give her the kiss she was expecting a few seconds ago. “There are clean towels under the sink. You can refresh yourself.”

“What about your face?”

“Nah. I’m taking yo’ sweet scent home with me. It’ll keep me happy until you come,” I say then head to the door. “And I got your tab.”

Before closing the door, I hear her utter, “Who said I was coming.”

I simply laugh because she’s definitely coming. Even if it’s to cuss my ass out, she’ll be at my crib and this space shit between us is a wrap.

When I walk back out, I head to the bar. I spot Trenae, Deuce’s manager, and tell her my tab is still open for Kyrah and Alex. I also give her permission to close it out when they finally leave.

With my baby’s juices on my lips and in my beard, I leave the club and take my ass home to wait for her.

THIRTEEN

What the hell!

I gave in too damn fast.

But shit! What a way to give in.

If I’m being honest, I came tonight, wearing this tight ass skirt and the boots he loves in hopes that he would be here. I’ve been miserable this past week without my man and I was sick of it. The lesson he was supposed to be learning taught me one too. I want my man back.

He apologized two million times, fired that little trick, and has been so thoughtful and intentional during our little time apart. He has suffered enough, and hell, so have I.

After cleaning myself off, I leave the bathroom and make the slut walk back to Alex. I’ve been gone long enough for her to figure out what I’ve been doing. The minute I step into our section, she goes in.

“I saw Shiro leave here smiling,” she says with a smirk. “It was almost as big as yours.”