Chapter 13 Caziya
Intense heat, and the urge to release my bladder stir me awake the next morning.
Soreness between my thighs along with the heavy limb holding me like a piece of fragile glass reminds me of what kind of night I had.
A slow but unmistakable smile slides into place when my foggy brain recalls the multiple positions and Zakai’s beard that shone with the evidence of nectar.
Only the need to rest and take a break forced us to stop exploring each other’s bodies.
Zakai went from slow stroking me to making me wonder if I was a slut in my past life, back to tenderly marrying me with the mattress.
I need to get up and go to the bathroom, but the security in Zakai’s arms has me in an internal battle.
Girl, peeing on yourself isn’t the look of a sex satiated woman, so I suggest you act like you have some common sense.
I roll my eyes at the thought that enters my mind and ease ever so gingerly out of bed without causing Zakai to wake up. Or at least I thought.
“What’s wrong, Ziya?” Zakai’s thick voice is deeper than usual due to the sleep he had been engaging in before I broke our connection.
“Nothing. I just need to relieve my bladder.”
“Oh. What time is it?”
Now that I’m up, my bladder makes its presence known, causing me to do a little dance that isn’t ideal as a thirty-year-old woman.
“My bad. Go handle your business.” Zakai smirks, and I spin on my heels and make quick work of reaching the bathroom before closing the door for privacy.
It doesn’t matter that Zakai has been all up and through my thighs.
Aunt Emmy would kill me if she found out I peed without showing some decorum.
I empty my bladder and take a minute to wash my face of the sleep crusting my eyes before brushing my teeth.
I gargle with my mouthwash and exit the bathroom feeling like a pleasant woman.
A smirk upturns my lips upon seeing Zakai’s naked form now uncovered in my bed.
The third leg that had been poking me not long ago is standing at full attention as his eyes rake over my naked form.
“See something you like?” I ask, and my pussy thumps despite the ache I’m experiencing.
My tongue swipes along my lips the longer I stare at the thick, veiny member that had me riding Zakai like a jockey at the derby. I fight the shiver that eases down my spine along with the tremble in my legs. My mind runs to the gutter as thoughts of Zakai fucking me back to sleep surface.
“From the twinkles in your eyes and the shifting of your body, I think we both see something we like. It’s still early, so I don’t think either of us has to rush out of bed. Climb back in so I can rub on your booty, Ziya.”
Call me thirsty, and I’ll gladly drink a gallon of water with how fast my feet move toward Zakai to do his bidding. A low chuckle escapes Zakai’s mouth when I jump on top of him, forcing him to his back as his hand wraps around my body.
“Let me find out that your ass is clingy after one night of sex.”
“Hm. Let me find out that you’re complaining.”
“Not complaining. Only making an observation. Now be still. I want to sleep a little longer, and your movements are about to cause a detour.”
I smirk before mentally coaching my body to stop grinding over Zakai’s dick like a sex craved teenager.
“Are you comfortable, or do I need to get off of you?”
“With you in my arms, comfort will always be obtained. Now hush so we can sleep.” Zakai kisses my forehead, and all reservations vanish as a hum leaves my lips.
What I didn’t know is how much comfort I can get from lying on Zakai’s chest, because in a matter of minutes, I’m asleep.
What’s dangerous about this experience is that I’m not sure if I’ll be able to sleep on my own again.
There’s something life-changing about the syncing of two hearts that I have never had before.
I can understand why some babies are labeled as Velcro kids because it’s how I feel.
“I know we sucked that lemon with our shots, but your lips should have gone back to normal by now. What’s wrong with you?” Jandra asks, and my eyes peer across the island where she sits next to Paula.
Zakai and I slept for another two hours before he had to leave to go home and shower so he could pick up Zakiyah.
The two of them were going to spend time together, which made me swoon over him even more than I already did.
Not even ten minutes after he left, Paula sent a message in our friend chat reminding me about our plans to get together this evening.
Part of me was happy about the reminder because of the ache in my chest from Zakai’s departure.
The other part of me is reeling over the pain that surges through my lower half every time I move.
“I didn’t know . . .” My words trail off as I contemplate how much I want to reveal to my girls about my status with Zakai.
“Spit it out already. I’ve noticed since we walked in here how slow you’ve been moving. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know that you’ve let that man take you on a ride,” Paula says.
“Actually, I took him on a ride.”
“I know that’s right, bestie,” Jandra says, extending her hand across the island so we could slap fives.
A cheesy grin slides into place when my hand bounces up and down with Jandra’s because she never fails to cosign whatever I do, good or bad.
“If that’s the case, why are you looking like you’re constipated with a two-week backup?” Paula asks.
I didn’t want my man to leave, and my pussy keeps weeping because his third leg showed her what it means to be loved properly.
“I’m good. Are we staying in or going out?” I change the subject because revealing why I’m sulking doesn’t seem like the right thing to do.
“Clearly, you have been too out of it to notice that you answered your door in that little slip with bare feet.” Jandra smirks.
My brows hike, and my forehead wrinkles as I look down, only to confirm that I am indeed in one of my silk night dresses without shoes. The only thing I did after Zakai left was shower, as my mind had been scattered colliding with an ache in my chest.
“Is it too soon to think I’m in love with that man? I mean, we’ve only had sex one night, but the multiple refills from that occurrence make it feel like our twentieth time.” I bite my lip as my eyes bounce from Jandra to Paula, and all I can do is stare in wait.
“Damn. That man must have some stroke game for you to be thinking about love. The last time a dick had me like that—hm, never mind,” Paula says.
Laughter echoes around the room because Jandra and I already know the answer to the statement Paula didn’t finish.
“You better not let your fiancé hear that you’re still reminiscing about the one-night stand he didn’t know happened during your little break.” Jandra smirks.
“I know. It’s worse since it was with someone I had no business going there with in the first place.” Paula hangs her head before silence bounces off the walls.
Paula and her fiancé, Jasper, were on a brief break, and during that time, Paula's heartbreak dictated everything except her common sense. The man that should have been a one-night stand turned out to be her man’s first cousin visiting from out of town.
Paula only learned of their connection after seeing a post of the two men on social media.
“It’s okay. Nobody but Jandra, me, and you know what happened that night. We’ve already sworn to take it to our graves, so you’re good,” I say.
The situation is complicated, but the last thing I can do is judge my friend, especially after my recent revelation.
“That man knows, too, but thankfully, he wants to forget the whole thing, so I’m good. But let’s change the subject. Are we going out or continuing this party here?” Paula asks.
Before I can respond, my phone chimes with an incoming message, which increases my heart rate without me seeing who it is.
With Jandra and Paula here with me, there are only two people who it can be, because Aunt Emmy is not tech-savvy enough to text.
I inhale and blow out the air in my lungs while praying it’s not Rosetta, because I don’t have the mental capacity to deal with her foolishness today.
Picking up my phone, a wide, cheesy smile forms upon seeing Zakai’s name on my screen.
“Hm. From that girly grin, I guess you’re not the only one dealing with withdrawals,” Jandra says.
I don’t reply as my fingers trip over themselves to open the text from Zakai.
Zakai:
Is it bad that my chest feels lonely without you?
For a second, all I can do is smile like a fool as the memory of me lying on top of Zakai surfaces like a warm hug. My fingers glide over the keyboard as I type a response once longing settles within me.
Me:
Whenever you want to run it back, please let me know. I wouldn’t want to cause you any discomfort. I’m also willing to become your chest’s temporary resident.
Zakai:
When.
A giggle slips from my mouth at reading Zakai’s single-word reply because I didn’t expect it. Warmth stretches across my chest, and my stomach quivers from the swarm of butterflies dancing within me.
“From that giggle, I’m thinking that we’re on our own tonight, girl,” Jandra says, and my eyes momentarily leave my phone to see her and Paula staring at me.
“I’m sorry. It’s Zakai, and I need to get this.”
“You don’t have to apologize. That man has your nose wide open, and I love that for you. Seeing you pick yourself up and getting back out there makes me happy,” Jandra adds, and Paula nods before she speaks.
“I know I was giving you a hard time a second ago, but there is absolutely no reason for you not to let that man take you on a journey.”
“Is it too soon though?” I ask.
“Hell no. You don’t have to slow your life down because that man played with you. You aren’t his wife and shouldn’t have to sulk around like you did something wrong,” Jandra utters with zero hesitation, and my chest tightens.
“I’ve already agreed to being his woman, so it would be crazy to change my mind after letting him slut me out last night.” I smirk.
“Uh, yeah. Besides, I don’t think that man is gonna let you push him off or backpedal,” Paula says, and another chime rings from my phone with a new message from Zakai.
Zakai:
Damn. Read but no reply. Does that mean you have to think that hard about securing my heartbeat returning to its normal rhythm?
“Y’all got this man jumping to conclusions since I haven’t answered his last message,” I tell my friends who laugh nonchalantly.
“Humph. You better let that man make you happy, bestie,” Jandra says.
“Agreed. Date him without fear or limitations. We’re going to support you every step of the way. To show our cooperation, we’re gonna get out of here and let you give that man whatever he’s seeking,” Paula adds before grabbing Jandra’s hand to pull her toward the door, and I add my commentary.
“I promise to do exactly that, but on my terms this time.”
My gaze returns to my phone, and I finally take a second to respond to Zakai.
Me:
I’m sorry, love. My friends are here but leaving. I’m down for whatever and whenever. The ball is in your court, Daddy.
Zakai:
Nah, that name won’t work for you because the last thing I need to be thinking about while fucking you is my daughter. Pick something else on your way over to my crib. I need to see you again.
“Bye, Caziya,” Jandra and Paula say before I hear my front door open and close, preventing me from returning their goodbye.
Now that my girls have left, I practically skip to my bedroom to find something decent to put on. Seeing Zakai and spending more time with him isn’t a consolation prize for dismissing my girls for the evening. In fact, the idea of lying on Zakai again fills me with merriment.