Page 13 of Devanté
My hand slid down to her hips, flooding my senses with the overwhelming urge to drop a kiss to the back of her neck. She smelled amazing and felt so fucking soft. I leaned in, trapping her beneath my weight. I tipped down low enough to feel the heat rolling from the curve of her neck. She smelled like sweet honey. Amber and thick.
“Tell me you missed me,” I said in her ear. My voice wasn’t lighthearted anymore though. Desire and hunger took over. I needed to hear how much she missed me. I needed to know this thing I felt wasn’t imaginary.
“You know I missed you,” she said panting. I tickled her a little more and she pushed back against my dick again, rolling her full and thick hips like she was oblivious to how she made my body react. I couldn’t stop the natural consequence of her being pressed against me like that. I knew she felt it because the air fell at our feet like bricks.
Everything in me said to take control like I would with any other girl. Kiss her. Taste her sweet neck. Grab her wrists and make her look at me so she could see how much I wanted her. Not just with my body with my heart. With my mind.
I was too fucking scared though. So, the moment came and went like the cloudy threat of a thunderstorm on a summer day. There was no lightning though. And I was too afraid to make it rain.
Blake moved away from me, wringing her hands. Her eyes bounced around the room while her fingers tangled around each other. “Um…I have to go do something for Gabi. They decide at the end of the month if they want me to join their group or not. I’m trying to be as nice as I can muster because we both know it’s taking everything in me not to call her a shallow bitch.” She laughed but it was nervous and jittery.
My mouth was a sheet of paper without words. Dry. Blank. White.
“Yeah…right,” I said, clearing the lust from my voice. I backed away and watched her scurry around, gathering her purse and keys. It didn’t hit me until she was at the door that she was getting ready to leave and she wanted me to leave too.
Maybe I’d misread everything. Maybe her jealousy was only friendly and she didn’t feel the way I did. Fuck.
I rubbed my forehead and put my hands in my pockets. “You busy tonight?” I asked her.
“I’m hanging out with my parents so…” She was lying. I made things awkward between us and I knew she was looking for an out. I let her have it. I nodded and walked into the hallway. “I’ll call you,” she said moving past me.
My mind followed her for a while before I headed back to the dorm. I rejected every offer to hang out on my way. I needed to get my head right. When got back to my room, I called one of the only women I knew wouldn’t sugarcoat shit with me.
My sister, Janet.
“What’s up, D?” She answered.
“I need you to be real with me for a minute, Jay,” I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. I pushed to my feet and walked around the tight space. I checked the bathroom and the closet like my roommate would be hiding, then sat on my bed again.
“All ears,” she said.
“Do you think there’s something between me and Blake?”
“Something like…” She laughed a little and waited for me to elaborate.
“Something deeper than friendship.”
“Oh, you mean the fact that you’ve been in love with your her for like eleven years? Yeah, D. Everyone knows. Me and Mom have a bet going.”
“Wait…what?”
“Did y’all kiss or something? Or please tell me you slipped up and had drunk sex because Ma owes me a hundred dollars.”
“What. The. Fuck?”
“So, did you or nah?” Janet asked with an exasperated sigh.
“No, Jay. The fuck? This is Blake we’re talking about. I just wanted to know if you ever picked up on anything from her, but shit… Now I know how you really feel. Mom too?”
“We all know you two love each other, D. I thought you finally stepped over that line.”
“You think she has feelings for me too then? I was just at her place and I thought I heard jealousy in her voice when I was talking about this other girl but…I don’t know. Shit got weird.”
“Oh, I’m sure you heard right. You don’t see the way Blake looks at you. Like you hung the moon but she’d still bust your ass for being too arrogant. And that’s why I love her,” Janet laughed. “But seriously, are you finally starting to realize that the perfect girl is right under your nose?” Her tone softened and I fell into the safe space my sister always created for me.
“I think so. I didn’t know I was so transparent.”
“Aww, little bro. You’re see-through. You love Blake, don’t you?”
