4. Got You In Heat #4
I blinked, glancing down at his empty ring finger. I couldn’t help but wonder what his story was or why a man that looked this damn good was single. What were his red flags?
“Peace is a beautiful thing. People spend their whole lives searching for it so I’m glad you have it and use it to help the next generation.” He nodded his head in agreement. “Being that your peace is important, I know you run a tight ship, huh?” I teased. “It’s strict around here?”
“Very.” Vayce smirked, glancing over at me. “Because without structure, there is chaos.”
My lips turned in a downwards smile. “I know that’s right.”
During the drive, Vayce and I got more acquainted.
I learned that he’d been in the mental health field for over ten years.
We both went to Harvest Hills University and although we were a year apart, I’d never seen him on campus and further than that, around town.
It was blowing my mind how him being Zion’s counselor was our introduction.
Vayce was quiet but so damn cool making conversation flow like we were old friends. The more we talked, the quicker I realized that it wasn’t a night out that I needed, I was longing for a sense of friendship. As the minutes on the GPS dashboard decreased, my answers shortened.
“What’s on your mind?” Vayce called out.
My eyes remained out of the window. “Nothing.”
“One of the first things I learned about you in my office was that you speak without saying shit. Your leg is bouncing, and your lips are deflecting.” I didn’t notice it was bouncing but stopped when he called it out. “Tell me what you thinking, Jersei.”
“You think you know me, nigga?” I halfway joked.
“I spend my days studying body language and silent shit people try to hide. You have a lot to say even when you don’t say it.” He pulled up at a red light and turned, giving me his full attention. “I’m listening.”
I sighed and spoke just above a whisper. “I—I’m enjoying our time and I’m not ready to end our night.”
His response was making a U-turn going toward the opposite side of town. Two minutes passed before he pulled into an abandoned parking lot that used to hold the town movie theater. He parked to the left of the lot directly in front of the lake, undid his seatbelt, then jumped out the truck.
“I’ll be right back.”
I tried to watch him, but his skin and clothes blended with the night sky. Since I wasn’t able to see, I locked the truck doors and kept watch of my surroundings until he knocked on the window. I popped the locks, and he jumped back in.
“Damn. You locked me out of my own shit?” He smiled.
“Listen, I watch too much TV. I d—” I gasped when he handed me two magnolias. “Vayce.”
“If we were in my city, I could’ve taken you to Sweet Treats, but y’all niggas ain’t got twenty-four-hour shit ‘round this bitch,” he chuckled.
“This country ass town makes you dig deep and think. That tree only had two, so I picked both for you. I’an calling this a date, but I want you to cherish every second we spend together. Those magnolias are a good start.”
“They’re beautiful. Thank you so much,” I smiled looking from the flowers to him. “Magnolias represent inner strength. Did you know that?”
“Nah, but I do now,” he reclined his seat before folding an arm behind his head.
I turned in my seat so I could face him but couldn’t get comfortable because of my heels.
Vayce seemed to notice and grabbed my left ankle, placing it on his lap then unstrapped my heels, doing the same with the other foot.
His gaze dropped between my thighs to my exposed lace panties and I didn’t rush to close my legs back once both feet were in his lap.
I watched hunger dance in his eyes, sending another wave of heat to my pussy before our eyes met again.
“You tryna make black my favorite color, Jersei?”
I released a small breath as he started massaging the ball of my foot. “If that means I get this type of treatment, I am,” my voice came out sultrier than I intended to.
Vayce released a low groan as he rubbed each of my toes between his warm fingers.
He was gentle, applying just enough pressure to ease the aches my shoes left behind.
I could tell he wanted to say more, but he continued rubbing me down allowing the music to fill in the gaps between us.
My chest warmed, not because of the feeling of his hands, but because I felt safe enough to open up to him.
I had so many questions sitting on the tip of my tongue that were threatening to spill, but it all felt like it was too soon.
Vayce broke the silence. “This your playlist?”
“Mhmm. This here before your time.”
He sucked his teeth, moving up to knead my ankles. I bit down on my bottom lip to stop my moan. “Yeah, aight. You don’t know shit about The Spinners.”
My head fell back in disbelief. “Boy please! Ghetto Child? Mighty Love? You don’t know nothing about that.”
“I know Ghetto Child, not that other one.”
“Exactly! You know radio hits,” I chuckled. “Who is your favorite group of all time?”
“Earth, Wind, and Fire,” he answered. “They so layered from the singers to the band. Plus, they taught me the elements of the earth and music. Who is yours?”
Instead of telling him, I swiped through his music app until I landed on my favorite song. When the lyrics started, he gave me the hardest side eye. I couldn’t stop laughing.
“Sexy black. Come over hereeee and let me put a few love buzzes in your ear,” I sang putting my arm in the air. “Shorty will you be my? Say shorty will you be my. Ayee.”
Vayce was laughing his ass off. “Man, hell nah! Turn this shit off.”
“Don’t do Pretty Ricky!” I finished laughing and typed in another artist. “Now, this is my favorite artist of all time.” The beat dropped and both of us started rocking. Vayce reached out and turned the volume up. “What you know about this, Jersei?”
I was moving my hips in the seat while he was saying the lyrics like his favorite rap song. Here and there he would place a hand on his chest when he felt a line while I snapped my fingers. We sounded terrible together, but somehow it made the moment better.
“Until the end of time, I’ll be there for you. You own my heart and mind. I truly adorn you,” we harmonized.
“I used to say I was going to get married to this. This was the first song that made me go and try and find song lyrics,” I explained.
“It’s not too late,” he spoke. I gave him a faint smile. “Since you shared, this one made me realize love existed past the surface. It’s one thing to love someone and another to adore them.”
“Same. Listening made me process the fact that I never had that.”
Vayce stared at me for a minute, his eyes flicking from my lips back to my eyes. His gaze was too intense, so I broke it, only for him to hook a finger under my chin to redirect my vision. When he spoke, his tone had lowered into a faint whisper.
“Let me be the one to change that, J.”
I wasn’t sure if it was the nickname he’d come up with or the sincerity in his tone that made my breath catch in my throat.
The air in the truck seemed to be entrapped by the increase in temperature between us.
Suddenly the words of the song started to hold a different meaning, like the perfect illustration of the story we both were afraid to write.
I wanted to tell him he could be the one to change that, but I was scared because no good things come this fast… right ?
My eyes dropped to Vayce’s full lips then back to his eyes. Placing my feet on the truck floor, he inched forward, and I gasped feeling him come closer, but I was even more surprised when I felt myself closing the gap.
His thick lips covered mine at once as if our sets belonged together.
The fireworks in my brain erupted. It wasn’t rushed.
It was patient, slow, and grew nasty. We took our time learning every part of one another’s mouths.
My hands ran from his shoulders until they reached the back of his neck.
I moaned against his lips when his tongue slid in, an excuse for him to kiss me deeper.
Vayce lifted me, setting me directly on his lap, with my knees bracing either side of his hips.
His mouth opened wider, tongue sliding against mine in wet, slow strokes that matched my hips that were now rolling against his lap.
Neither of us voiced a word, so our tongues exchanged silent yes’s.
Yes, I was willing to try.
Yes, I was willing to…make you mine.
Yes, to taking a fucking risk without having all the details.
Yes.
To whatever was to come.
It didn’t take me long to feel his dick harden underneath me. I angled my hips so I could grind directly against him.
“Mmm,” he groaned, pulling back to look between us. My dress had risen and my pussy was pressed directly on his lap. “This view hits different in person mama,” he kissed me again.
“You feel so good,” I whispered, pressing my forehead against his, still grinding my hips against him.
He held me down harder, making the friction of our movement more passive.
My head tipped back in a moan, and he kissed my throat.
When I pulled back, he caught my bottom lip between his teeth and sucked, just hard enough to make me moan into him.
His hands moved from my hips to the small of my back, sliding under my dress.
The warmth of his palms made me grind harder without thinking.
Vayce broke the kiss just enough to breathe me in, his lips moving to brush my cheek, my jaw, then back to my mouth like he couldn’t decide where he wanted to be. “You feel that baby?”
I nodded, lips barely parting from his. “Yes.”
“Then keep going, J. Lemme feel you.”
I rocked into him slowly, letting the feeling build.
Prince was still crooning in the back creating the perfect atmosphere.
His tongue slid over mine again, slow at first, then deeper, matching the pace of my grind until I could feel my thighs trembling.
My hands held his face now, thumbs brushing his beard, feeling the heat of him down to my fucking fingertips.
The feeling of him pressed against me and his large hands on my ass was too much in the best way.
The more I kissed him, the more I wanted to fuck him and from the way Vayce’s breathing turned into quiet, rough groans, I knew he was right there with me.
“J, we gotta chill,” he broke our kiss. Breathlessly, I pulled back trying to process how quickly the shit escalated and how good it felt. “It ain’t that I’on want it, but I rather take our time. The next time I get my hands on you, won’t shit be able to stop that. Just not here.”
I nodded, understanding where he was coming from because mentally, I was already beating myself up for kissing him so fucking soon.
Climbing back in my seat, I fixed my dress the best I could. I heard what he said about taking our time, but that didn’t stop my thoughts from running wild. First, it was the picture now I was kissing him on our second interaction. He definitely was going to think I was a hoe.
We spent another ten minutes or so at the lake before Vayce drove me home. It was almost four in the morning when he walked me to my door. The thrill of our entire outing felt like fate mixed with high school and as much as I was in my head about it, I had a ball.
“I enjoyed every moment with you tonight,” he grabbed my free hand.
I couldn’t hide my rosy cheeks as I looked up at him towering over me. “I enjoyed you too. Thank you for letting me let my hair down with no judgement.”
“It’s what I’m here for,” he looked off in the distance then back down at me. “Do you have summer plans?”
I looked down at the bulge that was still very evident in his pants. I wanted to know how he’d be handling that. I wouldn’t mind being a fly or a wall, whichever would get me the best view.
My eyes flicked back to his and he gave me a lazy smirk. “Nothing set in stone, but I plan to spend some needed time with myself. What about you?”
“Outside of reconnecting and learning more about you, nothing.” he responded like he’d been waiting to say it. I bit into my bottom lip.“That’s if you’re up to it.”
He tucked his hands in his pockets waiting for me to answer.
I nodded, unintentionally batting my lashes. “I’m up to it.”
Vayce placed a warm kiss on the back of my hand he was still holding. “Then I’ll see you soon, J. Goodnight.”