Chapter 20
THEIR DAY
Dexten had Pretti meet him in New Jersey at a spa the morning of their birthday. Lunden was running around getting things ready for the party, so they used that time to meet up.
Dexz met her in the parking lot, and she got out her new four-door Porsche with balloons and a cute little chocolate cake for them to share for breakfast.
Dexz shot her a sly smile as she made her way to him. He unknowingly licked his lips as he watched her hips sway in the half-black and spandex bodysuit that she was wearing with black platform Louboutin ankle stiletto boots. She damn near made his dick hard but kept him down.
She set the cake on the hood of his car, and then Dexz took her in for a hug. He grabbed her ass while he took in the smell of her fresh hair and Chanel perfume.
“Happy birthday, ma. You look good as fuck.” He kissed her neck while she giggled and held onto the balloons.
“Happy birthday, boo.” She grinned. She was smitten with the way he was all over her. “I brought us this cake to eat before we get pampered. I know how you love your chocolate.”
“You know it, let’s dig in.” He beamed.
Pretti brought two forks for them, and Dexz damn near ate the whole personal cake by himself while they stood at the hood of his car, listening to music.
“You’ve always been so greedy. I only had two bites. You’re lucky I am watching my weight right now.” She laughed as she watched him take the last bite.
“A nigga had the munchies, and I just had breakfast.” He shook his head.
She giggled. “Probably smoked too much weed this morning.” Dexz pulled out his phone.
He wanted to give her a visual of their upcoming trip.
“I haven’t said much about our trip because I know that nigga Lunden is jealous, but I’ma be at your house first thing in the morning.
This is the house we’re staying in for three days. ” He handed her his phone.
“Three days alone with you sounds like trouble.” She snickered as she briefly looked at the house.
“You know it, but I want you to vibe out and relax. I’ve been watching you work hard at your shop for hours. You deserve to do absolutely nothing, ma.”
“Thank you for noticing. I definitely need a getaway to just sleep and chill.”
“You can do all of that. Let’s get up in here because I’m ready to get rubbed on.
That jail shit and them beds fucked up my back.
I went to a doctor, and he said I might need therapy for the pain because it’s my nerves.
A nigga too young for back problems. But let me ask you a personal question. ” He glared at her seriously.
“What’s up? Ask me anything?”
“We went through a lot as kids and as young adults now. What do you think about going to see a psychologist with me? I don’t know about you, but that shit still fucks with me mentally, and being in jail made me go through depression for most of my stay.
You don’t have to tell them shit about you, but I need you to support me.
You know how we feel when we’re alone,” he truthfully told her because he had always been transparent with her.
“I’ve thought about it a lot, but Lunden always said it was a waste of money. As time went by, I realized he only did certain stuff to me, so nobody could get me to change my mind about him. Of course, I’ll go with you as support, but I definitely need to talk to one as well.”
Pretti put the balloons in his car, and then they headed inside to enjoy their massages and champagne.
Dexz paid for the premium spa day package, so they spent two hours drinking champagne and getting rubbed on by Indian women.
By the time they got to the sauna, they were tipsy.
He sat next to her, and his hands couldn’t stop roaming her body, and she was enjoying it.
She closed her eyes and let him finger her under the towel.
She moaned lightly while enjoying the pleasure.
“Mmm, I wanna taste it,” he uttered in her ear.
“Taste it, baby, while ain’t nobody in here,” she whined.
He chuckled. “You’re spontaneous, I see.”
“Only with you. I’ve never done this before.” She leaned over and kissed him. She had never had sex in public or done anything spontaneous with Lunden, so Dexz was getting a different side of her.
He stood up and bent down in front of her, pulling up her fluffy white towel. He put his face in her pussy and went to work on her clit while she rubbed on the wavy fade that she had just done for him the night before. She rotated her hips on his face, getting off.
“I want to feel you, baby,” she breathlessly stated.
Dexz didn’t miss a beat. He stood up and pushed her legs up to her shoulders.
He snatched off his towel and slowly slid inside of her.
But before he could even stroke her once, the door started opening.
Luckily, he was already watching the door, so he quickly picked up his towel and wrapped it around him.
Pretti laughed as she put her legs down because the older white couple had an awkward look on their faces, like they knew what was going on.
Dexz smirked as he secured his towel. He was sure the white woman could see a silhouette of his manhood.
“Let’s get out of here. I got some shit planned for my birthday with my family.” He grabbed her hand, and they left.
“I can’t believe we almost got caught fucking.” She laughed as they walked to the locker room.
“I know, but that shit was fun. I want to have more days like this with you.”
“We will, I promise.”
“We gon’ finish off what we started when we settle on vacation. Go be with that nigga Lunden, so you don’t hurt his feelings. He lucky he’s my bro because I wouldn’t be sparing his ego.”
“He is very lucky. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said bitterly, not knowing she would see him later at her surprise party.
“It’s gon’ go by fast. Just enjoy ya’ day.” He kissed her cheek before they went into separate locker rooms.
When they got outside, he gave her the gifts he had gotten her: a plain gold Rolex with two diamond bezels, if she wanted to ice it out or keep it for its value.
He also gave her a bunch of designer store gift cards and ten grand in cash.
She loved her gifts, so she drove off happy, making it easier to move on with her day without her best friend-turned-lover.