Chapter 7 Heated Hearts
Heated Hearts.
Harley
No way, Chey…
“So, what did she say?” Nala chuckles as I frown at my phone. I glance up at her as she sifts through the rack of clothes before her. She looks at me and shakes her head. “You should’ve known that she was not about to go for that.”
“But it would be a once-in-a-lifetime experience,” I whine, sitting back against the bench.
“Chey, you are something else for real,” she says as my phone pings again.
Harley
Pick something else, Chey.
“I will not,” I say to myself after reading Harley’s message. I look back up at Nala with a smile. “I’m gonna turn on the charm.”
“Good luck, cuzzo,” she laughs as she pulls a dress from the rack. “I’m going to go try this on.”
I nod and turn my attention back to my phone, determined to get Harley to agree with my idea.
Harleyyyyyy
Harley
The answer is still no, Chey…
Come onnn, Harley! Pleaseeeee?
Harley
Chey…we are NOT going scuba diving with sharks…
Your ass can’t even swim!
Ugh, where is your adventurer spirit, babe? You said you would do something fun with me this weekend before you have to start training camp
Harley
Yeah, like going to a paint and sip or having a picnic or, you know, you hosting an all-you-can-eat event for me
NOT FUCKING SCUBA DIVING WITH SHARKS
Booo, loser…
Harley
keep it up and I’m taking my ass straight home after practice
You act like I don’t have a key to your condo
How do you know I’m not in your bed right now waiting for you?
Harley
*sends a random stock image of a bedroom*
Harley
really…
Stop texting me! Got me excited for nothing…
Me and Nala are out shopping right now. I’m nowhere near your place lol
Harley
you’re so annoying…
You don’t love me?
Harley
Ofc I love you…unfortunately
well, fck u too…meanie
Harley
Oh, bet? What store y’all at? Imma slide through and you can tell me all about that in the backseat of my truck.
We’re at Non-Noble in the outlet mall
Harley
Okay, I’m on my way
Yeah, don’t tempt me like that. I know your ass is still at practice
I wait for a minute, and when she doesn’t text back, I sigh, stuffing the phone in my pocket.
I was crushed because now she had me all worked up, and she wasn’t around to remedy that.
It’s been about two weeks since we’ve done anything because she had been busy helping with a local youth basketball camp, and every time she’d come home, she’d be tired as hell.
It only made things worse that I was currently ovulating.
I wanted her more than ever, and my irritation was at an all-time high because of it.
Yesterday, she promised that this weekend would be dedicated to her taking one last break before she had to get back to the grind.
So, she decided that we should fly to California for a bit.
Earlier, before she left, she told me to pick something for us to do when we got there, and I jokingly suggested swimming with sharks.
Hell, I don’t even know if it was even an option, but I liked being a menace sometimes, especially because I knew that she was terrified of so many things.
In my opinion, Harley was the cutest person on the planet.
Just looking at her, you’d assume that she was this muscular, protective, provider type of person, and don’t get me wrong—she is!
However, what I loved the most was her softer side.
The one that only I got to see. I loved how comfortable she was around me, even admitting that stuff like heights, sharks, lizards, and bugs frightened her.
I wasn’t afraid of any of that, and I loved that I could be her protector just like she was mine.
“What do you think?” Nala asks, pulling me out of my thoughts. She twirls in the dress she’d picked out, and I nod enthusiastically. She looked gorgeous! “It’s a little shorter than what I’d usually wear, but I like it.”
“Girl, you look good! Yesss!” I exclaim as my jaw drops. “Simone is gonna be all over you once she sees you!”
“Thank you! And that’s the plan,” she winks. “I still can’t believe she’s been my wife for almost 3 weeks now! It feels so surreal.”
“Ugh, I can’t wait to join you in the married lane,” I chuckle.
“Harley has been so busy these last couple of months that we haven’t even decided on a date yet.
But honestly, I don’t even care about all of that.
An officiant could pop up right now and marry us for all I care. I’m just ready to be her wife.”
“Now imagine if Harley really popped up with rings and an officiant,” Nala laughed as she headed back to the dressing room. “You know she has a habit of materializing whenever you talk her up.”
“She does not-” I pause mid-sentence as my phone buzzes in my hand. My heart almost jumps out of my chest when I see that it’s a text from Harley. “Her ass is gonna live a long time.”
I open the message, and my eyebrows furrow.
Harley
Come outside.
***
When the next message came through, I lost all ability to speak. I’d really talked her up.
Harley
I told you to stop underestimating me
Now bring your fine ass outside, Chey. We have business to attend to.
I don’t argue, and text her back saying that I am on my way and have grabbed my purse.
Nala comes out of the dressing room and tells me that she was gonna get the dress.
I nod, but my mind is elsewhere. When she asks if I’m okay, I show her the texts, and she smirks, knocking her shoulder against mine playfully.
She tells me to go on ahead, and I hug her before telling her that I’ll call her later.
Since she’d driven today, I didn’t have to worry about my car.
I practically ran out to greet Harley, and she looked just as happy to see me as she leaned against the passenger side door.
I take in her appearance and have to stop myself from drooling at the sight of her in a pair of black br Bayou sweatpants and a tank that she’d cut from an old graphic tee.
Her muscles and beautifully tattooed arm were on display, and I wanted nothing more than to have her wrap them around me and have her way with me in the backseat.
“You over there looking at me like you want to devour me,” she chuckles as I walk into her outstretched arms. I moan at how good she smells. “Stop all that moaning before I pull you into the backseat.”
“You act like I would say no,” I flirt. She smirked before kissing me softly. “I missed you.”
“You saw me this morning before I left.”
“Who cares?” I wave her off. “I missed you as soon as you left. I love youuu.”
“I love you, too, Chey,” she chuckles as she holds the door open for me.
I climb in, and she closes the door before heading over to get in on the driver’s side.
We sit in silence for a bit after we’re buckled up, and I intertwine my fingers with her hand that rests on my left knee.
She smirks. “You’re so beautiful, you know that, right? I can’t wait to marry you, baby.”
“The feeling is mutual, love,” I assure her before leaning in to kiss her. “Whenever you’re ready, I’m ready.” I pull back a bit and smirk. “But for right now, I need to make love to you.”
“You ain’t said nothing but a word, baby girl,” she smiles, starting the car.
Harley Dunn - March 28th, 2025
As soon as we crossed the threshold, Cheyenne was on me.
I barely had time to close and lock the door before she started peppering me with kisses.
Usually, she wasn’t this needy, but she’d told me this morning that she was ovulating, so I knew what that meant, and I wasn’t about to turn down shit when it came to her.
“Mm, you smell so good,” she moaned as her hands roamed my body.
Our lips were still connected as I walked us over to the couch.
I sat down, and she sat beside me, but there was barely any space between us.
She leaned over and cupped my cheek lightly, sucking and biting my neck. “Fuck, you’re so gorgeous, baby.”
“So are you, love,” I moan, melting into her touch.
I close my eyes and sink back on the couch.
She throws her right leg over my lap, and I caress her thigh softly.
Her left hand finds its way under my shirt, and soon she’s playing with my nipple through my sports bra.
I let out a moan as she continued to devour my neck.
The way her tongue and lips felt on me as she groped my breasts was sending all types of sensations through my body.
My head falls back, and she takes that as an invitation to push her hand under my bra.
As soon as her soft hand touches my skin, I’m about ready to lose my shit.
I’ve gotten so used to her taking control of everything that this one gesture was enough to have me ready to strip.
She must think the same thing because soon she’s climbing off of me and helping me out of my shirt and bra.
Her lips are instantly on me, kissing, licking, sucking. So wet. So warm.
Shit!
“Chey, baby, fuck,” I groan as she trails kisses down my body. “Mm, you’re so good at this shit.”
I open my eyes to see her smiling up at me. She pulls off my sweatpants and then my boxer briefs. She uses her hands to spread my legs, and I let out yet another moan of pleasure. Her left hand begins to rub my clit as she stands and bends over to whisper in my ear.
“You’re so damn fine, Harley,” she says seductively.
“You look even better when you let me touch you like this. I’m so wet just watching you right now.
” She dips two fingers inside of me, and I jump at the feeling.
As she’s working them in and out of me, she kisses me passionately.
“Baby, you’re so wet for me, and I love that. ”
“A-Always,” I pant as she works her fingers faster. I gasp and throw out a string of curse words as she guides me to pleasure. It felt so fucking good.
“I love being able to make you come for me,” she moans as she kisses me. “It’s so fucking sexy. Do you like coming for me, baby?”