Chapter 25 Asia
Nyree left two hours ago and I didn’t know what to do with myself.
I couldn’t believe we went there.
But now that it was done, I wanted more.
Every time I tried to pull back from him, I ended up propelling myself further toward him. It was time to stop fighting and just let him in.
I kept hiding behind the prospect of him being like Quan before but my heart and my gut were telling me he was different.
I reached for my phone to call Bella, then stopped myself. How would I start in telling her what had been going on?
She was gonna be pissed at me for holding back this information. I wasn’t sure why I had been holding back either.
Bella had just raved to me a few days ago about how her and Blake had made things official and how she was proud of herself for taking things slow with him, and I congratulated her.
I felt like such a hypocrite since I just had Nyree’s dick in my mouth and last night his tongue was spelling his name on my pussy.
Flashbacks on all that transpired flooded my mind and I felt myself growing hot and heavy. But despite my sexual attraction toward him, my feelings about Nyree weren’t purely lustful.
There was something more there, a deeper connection I couldn’t explain nor describe.
I flopped back onto my unmade bed, staring at the ceiling.
The sheets still held his scent. I hugged a pillow to my chest, replaying this morning in my mind.
The way he'd looked at me when I was on my knees, like I was the answer to every question he'd ever had.
The gentle way his hands had tangled in my hair, not pushing or demanding, just connecting.
And afterward, he carried me to my bed and returned the favor with interest, his mouth working magic between my thighs until I was clutching the sheets and crying out his name. Twice.
But it wasn't just the physical stuff that had me twisted up inside. It was how he made breakfast without being asked. The way he looked at me across the kitchen table, like he belonged there. The conversations that flowed so easily between us, no awkwardness, no games.
Was he feeling the same way? He must be, right?
He could have taken what I offered last night, but he held back, wanting it to be special, wanting it to be right.
That wasn't the move of someone just looking to hit and quit.
I reached for my phone again, this time unlocking it and pulling up Bella's contact.
I needed to talk this out with someone who knew me, someone who would call me on my bullshit if I was making another mistake.
But what would I even say? "Hey girl, remember how I said I had sworn off men and wasn’t ready for a relationship? Well, I just sucked Nyree off in my kitchen after he went down on me last night and now I think I'm falling for him."
Bella would have a field day with that. She'd been telling me for months that I needed to get back out there, that I was using Quan as an excuse to avoid connecting with anyone. And here I'd gone and connected with someone without even telling her I was interested.
Snatching up my phone, I was about to hit her name in my contacts when a knock at my front door halted my actions.
Did Bella stop by?
That would be even better.
Climbing out of bed, I padded down the hall toward my front door, opening it with a smile. Then I gasped.
Nyree stood there, a serious expression on his face.
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
He stared at me, then swallowed.
“I have to ask you something.”