Yani
My head lay on his chest as I thought about all the time Paxton and I were starting to put in.
There were days where we would be satisfied with conversation over the phone and then there were days like these where we wanted to mix fluids and form our own recipe to love.
Either way, I enjoyed giving this man my time.
He worked my body until I could no longer hold myself up. He knew exactly what to do and how to handle me. He kept up with my every move and taught me a few new tricks along the way. Sex with him was the best I’d ever had.
“I didn’t get to ask you shit about your day before I jumped your bones. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize. Seeing you always makes the day better. It was okay though. My sister visited and we drunk a lil’ bit. She wants to hang out with us and get to know you better.”
“She seems like the overprotective little sister that acts like she’s the oldest. I would love to vibe out with her.”
“Warning, her ass loves social media so don’t be surprised if you see videos of yourself floating around.”
I chucked at his heads up. I wasn’t a fan of social media, but I didn’t mind. Plus, I was turning over a new leaf and trying new things, so I didn’t have an issue with her showing me off. Hell, it would let the world know who had her brother occupied.
“No biggie. Tell her I’m down. There is something I wanted to discuss though. Just so I can have some clarity.” He nodded giving me the go ahead. “What are we doing?”
“What you mean?”
“In my head we’re building toward a relationship. I don’t want to say we’re together because of what I just dealt with, but it feels like we are. We don’t have to be exclusive until we’re both comfortable, but I would like to be the only woman you’re giving your time to.”
I was asking for a lot because as a single man he was free to do whatever he pleased. My request would dictate how he moved as an unclaimed man.
“That’s already happening beautiful. You’re not ready to call what we’re doing a relationship yet and I get it. I won’t rush it, but all I ask is for you not to treat me like a piece of meat. If I wanted a fuck buddy, I’d go get one.”
I nodded and removed myself from his chest. I had finally found the strength to stand so I could wash off tonight’s events. I stood and my legs felt like noodles. He wore me out entirely.
“I’m going to shower, you should join.”
He didn’t think my suggestion over. He was up on his feet beating them to the bathroom. He started the water as I stood in the doorway watching his every move.
Paxton was too damn fine, and it wasn’t hard to see his gentleman ways.
The way he handled me in the bed was so rough but also so delicate.
He never once had me in a position that hurt me or caused me any discomfort.
It seemed as if he learned my body and what all I could take in such a small amount of time.
His chocolate skin was everything to me. For the longest I thought light skin men were the only ones for me, but I quickly learned that chocolate on top of chocolate was the perfect mix. We looked good together and when we were out in public, those kinds of compliments never stopped.
“You know you fine as hell, right?”
“And you’re a beautiful being yourself baby. Come on, the water’s ready.”
A smile graced my face, and I couldn’t contain how he made me feel.
I felt comfortable and relieved when I was with him.
Paxton gave me mature, confident, and knowing vibes.
Like whatever he did he was always sure about it.
Almost like he never second guessed any decision he made.
I wanted to be like that, especially when it came to him.
I couldn’t lie. I was still harboring feelings for Trust and was unsure on whether I was spending time with Pax to forget him or actually move on. I loved that man for ten years. He wasn’t easy to escape by a long shot.
One of the reasons why I haven’t given him time to get Brendon from me directly was because of how I still felt. He was still in my heart, and I wanted Paxton to erase and replace him completely. It was just taking time and I didn’t want to play with Paxton’s feelings.
We stepped inside and he immediately wrapped his arms around me from the back. The safeness he provided was one I didn’t get from Trust. However, Paxton didn’t let me go a second without securing me in his embrace. I felt like a priority with him.
“Have you ever experienced love before? Like real love?”
A kiss was placed on the top of my head before he answered.
“I have. I was engaged actually. Her name was Thalia, and we shared a daughter by the name of Tiana.”
“I thought you said you didn’t have any kids, Paxton?”
“I don’t, well, not anymore. I lost both Thalia and Tiana in a car accident.
We were on our way home from a family outing when a drunk fireman crashed into us and proceeded to carry us down the street for half a block.
Thalia was killed instantly, and Tiana died in surgery.
Me becoming a millionaire was from their death.
I sued the city, and they gave me 3.4 million dollars.
I flipped it and became a billionaire. There’s not a day that goes by where I don’t think about them.
I was depressed for years not knowing what to do.
If it wasn’t for my sister Patience coming and being with me day in and day out, I probably would’ve joined them.
I was in a dark place when I lost them.”
Paxton shared his story and tears cascaded down my face. I was devastated behind a cheating ass nigga, but he lost everyone that meant something to him. Our pain wasn’t the same.
Hearing that only made me want to retract what I said in the bed and give him genuine love. He deserved it more than I did. Everything was taken from him in the blink of an eye.
“Baby I’m so sorry you had to go through that.”
“Don’t sweat it beautiful. God don’t make mistakes, right?”
I had to take that in for myself. Him revealing the type of man Trust was, was him telling me to get the hell on and focus on myself. In this moment, I understood that. Although my heart was still attached, I knew I had to get from under his thumb and think clearly for once.
“Right babe.”
A comfortable silence surrounded us, and we began to wash ourselves up.
He let out an earful and I was sure I would have to eventually let him know exactly how me and Trust were.
I gave him a brief summary of us but never any real information.
I tried not to talk about Trust because he was and still is an emotional topic for me.
After we showered, we were back in the bed with him cuddled up under me. With him on my chest, I felt like this was where he wanted to be. I felt safe with him, but I could only wonder how he felt while he was with me.
Sleep found us quicker than we realized.
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“It smells good, but do it taste good?” Paxton had finally made it downstairs.
Last night we had a time and this morning I was showing my appreciation. I wanted him to know that he was someone I was developing feelings for.
“Not better than me, but it’ll satisfy you,” I smirked as he walked up behind me wrapping an arm around my waist.
“I’m satisfied just with being here baby. Everything else is a plus.”
That gentle kiss sent electric currents through my body. Paxton was the perfect gentleman and everything he did was exactly how Trust started out. A part of me wanted to believe he was different, but I didn’t know what to truly expect from him. What glittered wasn’t always gold.
“Have a seat baby. I’ll fix your plate.”
As he went to walk off, the doorbell went off. I wasn’t expecting company and Brendon wasn’t due to be home until tomorrow afternoon. I was confused on who could be popping up unannounced.
“You want me to get that?”
“No baby. You take this, and I’ll get the door.”
I handed over his meal and headed for the front door. No one was there any longer, but a gift bag was sitting on the porch with a set of flowers. I glanced back toward the kitchen thinking maybe it was a surprise from Paxton, but he never surfaced.
Opening the door, I bent down and retrieved the items. I brought them inside but didn’t go pass the table in the foyer. I instantly started searching through the bag when I came across a card. I didn’t bother to read it until after I inspected what was in the velvet box.
The box was small, but it was from one of my favorite jewelry spots in the mall. My thoughts diverted to Trust and Trust only. Trust wasn’t balling like me, but he had enough to do for me and I appreciated it so much coming from him because of his financial status.
What the fuck?
When I opened the box, I was looking at a beautiful princess cut diamond ring. It was the ring I would never forget. Trust always told me that when I became his wife, that would be the ring that sealed the deal.
The card was going to have to explain more. I quickly pulled it out and got to reading.
I’m the last person you want to speak to or even see.
I hurt you in the worst possible way and for that I accept everything you say and do to me.
I’m man enough to admit that you were never the problem baby.
Me and my childish ways caused our bond to break, and I regret every single thing that caused you pain.
However, when I told you I loved you and you would be my wife, I meant that.
This common law shit ain’t real enough for me.
This isn’t half of what I want to apologize for or explain, but if you’ll accept my ring then that means you’re accepting my proposal.
You can find me at our favorite hotel in the same suite we always get, tonight.
Whether it’s you saying yes or no, I need you to do it in person.
“Fuck!”
“What’s wrong baby? You straight?” I had zoned out not realizing Paxton was still in attendance.
“I’m good. Just give me one second.”