sweetness was so divine against her tongue. “Glad I finished my workout – well, almost finished. This is so damn good.”
“I know something that’ll burn plenty of calories. I’d like to fuck you after we’re finished eating. In fact, I insist on it. I lay damn good pipe, suck tits like a baby, and eat pussy like it’s going out of style.”
Bits of cake flew out of her mouth, giving her terrible déjà vu when she spit out her water – reminding her of when she’d been told Aiden had asked why Black people are made out of chocolate.
“Aww, hell,” he stated seriously as he got to his feet, his napkin in hand. He began to clean up, pat the table with his napkin as if she were in need of assistance.
“Aries, go sit down! I’ve got it!” She shooed him away, her face hot as a fireplace poker, her pussy now screaming for dick-assistance, and after a brief hesitation, he returned to his seat. She stared at him as he fiddled with his phone. I cannot believe this man. He was sitting there as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. As if what he’d said had been totally natural, normal, nothing strange or inappropriate in the least. “Why in the hell would you say something like that?”
He shrugged, looking truly confused.
“Why not? What’s wrong?” He placed his phone down and threw up his hands.
“You don’t say some mess like that to a woman, Aries. What’s wrong with you? You weren’t raised by wolves. Now I know things have been getting hot and heavy with us. We’re dating, basically, even though neither of us has officially come on out and said it, but you have to be, shit, I don’t know, more—”
“Fake? Closed mouths don’t get fed. This dinner is actually a perfect example of that saying being played out in real life. If you don’t ask for what you want, Lauren, you may not get it.” For some reason, that last sentence he said hit home for her. He’s still a lunatic. “I want to have sex with you, and I said so. So what? Why would I feel ashamed or feel the need to hold back? You knew damn well that I was attracted to you early on, Lauren. That I wanted you. I never kept it a secret.”
“Yes, all of that is true, but a woman wants to feel special, Aries. Telling me that you want to fuck me, instead of showing me, is far less romantic. You wanting the sex is not the problem. It’s your delivery.”
He gave her a blank look, cocked his head to the side, and crossed his big ass arms.
“I gave you flowers. I brought wine over tonight. I gave you the building for a damn dollar. I took you out to eat multiple times and—”
“That doesn’t mean I must now give you what is in my panties.”
“I didn’t say that. Let me finish. I gave you my trust, told you things I haven’t said to other people. I’ve tried to impress you and I don’t date often. I chose to date you. I had said no more. Indefinitely. I haven’t had a real relationship in years. By choice. But I met a woman who has captured my interest and attention. Her name is Lauren, and I said to myself, ‘I am going after this woman. I want her.’” Her gut clenched at his words. “All I know is to go hard or go home, baby. Go for broke. Most importantly, Lauren,” his voice shook ever so slightly, “I trusted you alone with my damn son.”
His deep voice reverberated in that room, filling her spirit up like smolder in a vase from the gods. “I knew you wouldn’t hurt him, wouldn’t tell him things that would confuse him. See, the way you’ve been talking to me all these weeks, the way you’ve been making me feel? That comfort you give, you gave it to him, too.”
“Well, he’s just a child. Of course I—”
“No… no.” He shook his head. “You didn’t have to. You were there to get books for your store, period. Case closed. You didn’t have to talk to him at all beyond that, but you did. Y’all had real conversations. That was a test. I didn’t give you a test intentionally, but I realized it after the fact. He took to you like a duck to water. He found you funny and fascinating. Said you knew a lot