Page 10 of Where Is the Love
When I released her, she smiled again. “I’m so glad the two of you reconnected,” she said as she glanced at Brixton.
I glanced at him, too, and responded, “Me too.”
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When I woke up,I realized that I’d somehow made it to the bed. I didn’t remember getting in the bed. I was confused like I’d taken something to go to sleep. That was probably just how good I slept. I’d never been so comfortable in someone else’s bed. I wondered if Brix had slept in here with me. Before I could even get out of bed, my phone vibrated on the nightstand. When I picked it up, I realized I had a few text messages.
I rarely put my phone on vibrate, so I was more than sure Brixton had done that. I saw that the incoming call was from my mama, so I answered. “Hello?”
“Jess, baby, I’m worried about you. Are you okay? Where did you sleep last night?”
“Hey, Mama. I’m okay. I stayed at Brixton’s place. I just woke up.”
“Well, I take it that the two of you have gotten reacquainted. Has he changed much?”
“He seems a little more considerate. He’s not as forward as he used to be. I don’t know if that’s just until we get more acquainted with who we are as adults or if that change is permanent. I suppose time will tell.”
“Are you sure you’re okay, baby? You sound so nonchalant.”
“I’m okay. I’ll see you in a little bit. It smells like Brix is cooking breakfast.”
“Okay. Talk to you soon.”
I got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to rinse my mouth out then made my way to the kitchen. When I saw Brix standing at the stove shirtless, I nearly drooled on myself. As I approached him, he turned to me and asked, “What’s up, sleepy head? You slept like a log last night. I could havethrownyou in the bed and you wouldn’t have woken up.”
“Oh, whatever. I wasn’t sleeping that hard.”
“Shiiiid. You were snoring the paint off the walls.”
“First of all, nigga, I don’t snore. Secondly, I don’t remember a damn thing after hugging your mother and going back to the couch.”
He laughed. I didn’t have a dream. That was unusual, but I was thankful at the same time. That feeling only prompted the next question. “Did you sleep in the bed with me?”
“Mm hmm. Held your beautiful ass in my arms all night. That’s how I know you were snoring.”
He chuckled as I side-eyed him. “You don’t know shit.”
I couldn’t stop my eyes from scanning his body.Shit!Brix had been working out like crazy. His body was massive… muscles bulging on every inch of it. For some men, that looked like overkill, but on his six feet two inches, it looked mouthwatering. Apparently, I got mesmerized because I didn’t even notice he was staring at me. “You like what you see, Jess?”
I blinked rapidly, breaking myself from the trance I was in. “Uhh… yeah. You fine as shit. You making me wanna get in the gym.”
That’s a got damn lie.My thickness was something that drove men to me, despite Joseph’s assessment of me. Men loved this shit, and by the time I got to college, I really found that shit out. However, I had never had a problem pulling a nigga, but to pull one as sexy as Brix had taken my damn confidence into dangerous territories.
“Naw. This body need to stay just like it is,” he said as he approached me. He slid his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. “Feeling this softness against me last night almost had me taking advantage of yo’ fine ass.”
“Hmm. Maybe you should have,” I said as my face heated up.
I couldn’t be saying no shit like that. When I looked away from him, he grabbed my chin and turned my face back to him. “I said I was gonna go slow wit’chu, but if you gon’ be talking like that, the only time I’m gonna go slow is when I’m stroking that pussy, Jess.”
He took my fucking breath away. The forward nigga I’d known when we were in school was still there. I slid my hand behind his head and roughly pulled his face to mine. My tongue sought out his as we kissed roughly. It was like the desire had over manifested, and I couldn’t turn it off, especially not after he grabbed my ass with both hands, lifting that shit, and lowered his face to my neck.
He bit my skin there as I moaned slightly. When I felt the stiffness against me, I wanted to immediately drop to my knees to give him what I knew he loved. We talked about all kinds of shit when we were younger, and I knew he absolutely loved good head. If he got that, he could wait on actual sex. I used to tease him and tell him that his stroke game must have been lacking. I was willing to find out right here in this kitchen though.
Taking a deep breath, Brix wrapped his arms around my waist. He was pulling back and halting us before we really got cranked up. That was probably best. His mother was here. The last thing I needed her seeing was us hot and heavy in the place she ate her food. I was more than sure he wouldn’t want her seeing him while his dick was hard either. I pulled away from him, and my eyes immediately traveled there. His ass put the stereotype to rest.Shit!
I used to hear women say all the time that men who were muscular had small dicks because most of them were on steroids. Brix’s dick hadn’t lost any steam. I’d seen it once in high school and nearly lost my damn mind… not in front of him, of course. The crazy part was that he’d just stood there in his nakedness and smirked at me, and said,“See what these hoes after, girl?”
I’d rolled my eyes and walked off, knowing that my virgin kitty had gotten weak with desire for something she’d never had. I had to go to the girls’ locker room and take a cold shower to calm my hot ass down. Brix was my friend, and I couldn’t be fiending over his ass like that. Had I known he was feeling me like he was, I would have given him my innocence quick as hell. The muthafucka I gave it to didn’t deserve it, and nobody deserved that piece of dick he had the audacity to lie on.