I watched her take a bite, and my cock twitched. “I don’t go to those places.”
She giggled. “To the store? Where do you buy your milk?”
“The mini-mart where I get gas.”
She tossed her head back, laughing. I couldn’t help but chuckle because her laugh was infectious.
“And you don’t talk to the clerk?”
“No.” I took my first bite and groaned. “Oh man, this is the best pizza I’ve ever had.”
“Who do you talk to?”
I chewed and swallowed. “You, baby.” I leaned over and stole a kiss. “I only talk to you.”
“I don’t believe it. What about at work? Or with Nana Bea. You talked to Granny.”
“That’s idle chitchat—meaningless shit. Serious stuff like feelings and the past, I only do with you.” I kissed her again.
She considered me a long second. “I sort of feel special then.”
“I told you, you are.”
She fluttered her lashes. Her eyes were a bit red and puffy from crying earlier, but she was still the most beautiful woman on the planet. “I believe you.” She wiped her hands on the napkin and tossed it aside.
I finished off my slice as she climbed out from under the sheet and straddled me. Her tits pressed against my bare chest, and her pussy rubbed over my abs, coating me with her desire.
I filled my hands with her plump ass cheeks. “You are so damn sexy.”
“So are you. I think I’m ready for round two.” She rocked on me, her tits bouncing. I hadn’t seen anything hotter.
“I know you are. You frosted my stomach with your cream.”
She bit her lips, picking up her speed. “I did that so you’d know I want it down and dirty.”
I groaned and took her nipple into my mouth. “I’ll give it to you any way you want,” I mumbled and sucked on her. I could smell her as she got herself off on me.
She flashed a mega-watt smile and suddenly stopped. “But first, answer my question from earlier.”
I knew what she was referring to. The pizza guy had interrupted us.
“My mom isn’t in my life,” I told her honestly. “I was six when she told me she couldn’t do this shit… being a mom. She also told me to not fuck up like she did and always wrap it up. I cried and begged her to stay.”
Her eyes filled with tears. “Oh, Nik.”
“I thought I was bad or not good enough, so she left me. Nana Bea told me she was messed up, but you know, that shit scars a kid.” I exhaled a breath, staring into her eyes. “I had one girlfriend in high school, Cece. She always wanted me to open up. Bare my soul. But I wouldn’t do it. I stayed detached and cocky.” I shrugged. “So she dumped me, saying I wasn’t good enough for her. The next night I caught her fucking my best friend at a party. After that, I sealed up my heart and vowed to only fuck women.”
She caressed my shoulders. Her soothing touch made everything bearable. Hell, it might even heal my old wounds.
“Thank you.” She pecked my lips.
“For what?”
“For baring your soul. I want you to know, you can trust me with your heart. I’ll always tell you the truth, even if I know it will piss you off. But I have to admit, I’m afraid. What if we don’t work out? What if in six months or less we hate each other, or in six years? It would kill me to hurt you.” Her eyes welled with tears.
I felt the shift in her. I held her in place because I knew she was about to run.
“Rita—”