Page 22 of The Heart of a Capricorn
“Oh. Oh.” Her voice softened. “I can understand your apprehension, but anything can happen at any given moment. You made it there and plenty of other places safely. Don’t let that hold you back.”
She was right. I’d flown to and from multiple times since Brice died, so I wasn’t sure why I was so afraid of someone else flying.
“I’ll try, like I said,” I reminded.
“Do. I have to go. I’ll check on you later. Bye, bestie.”
Katrina hung up the phone before I could respond. She was a high school teacher, but she had been talking about retiring to pursue her real passion. I couldn’t wait for her to live her dreams.
I realized I had time to get breakfast. I risked running into Chauncey, but I was hungry and knew I couldn’t be hungry at work. I also knew I couldn’t avoid him forever.
I threw some clothes on, grabbed my phone off the charger and my room key. I only had an hour left to eat, then make it to my meeting on time.
I was met with a surprise when I opened my room door. “Chauncey?”
He pushed back into the room and closed the door. Before I could think or ask any questions, he had his hand on the front of my neck. Immediately, his lips were on mine. His tongue entered my mouth, and I grabbed the front of his shirt. I sucked on his tongue that tasted like mint toothpaste.
Chauncey backed us up until the back of my legs hit the small dining table.
I guess I wasn’t going to make it to breakfast.
He released my neck and pulled the bottom of my shirt up before he broke the kiss. I lifted my arms and watched him as he removed my shirt, then took his off. As soon as he was shirtless, he kissed me again.
Chauncey kissed me with urgency as our tongues thrusted against each other. My knees buckled because it felt like I was drugged. I couldn’t think, as every nerve ending in my body fired off.
“You were trying to avoid me, weren’t you?” he asked when he finally broke the kiss.
I closed my eyes when he reached into the waistband of my leggings. I arched off the table when his finger connected with my clit.
“Answer me, Lyric. Why were you trying to avoid me?”
His woodsy scent filled my nose.
“I wasn’t,” I cried out.
“Nah, I think you was, and I don’t like that shit.” He stuck another finger inside of me. “As wet as this pussy is, I don’t think she likes it either.”
My panties were ruined. At this rate, I wouldn’t make it to the meeting either. It wasn’t that important, but still. I never missed meetings before, and for sure not because of another person. This man truly knocked me off my square.
“I’m going to show you that it’s not a good idea to avoid me, Lyric.”
He took his hand and lifted me by the back of my legs, then carried me to the bedroom.
My heart pounded in my chest because the passionate and hungry look in his eyes let me know that he was about to flip shit upside down.
Chauncey placed me at the edge of the bed. He stood in front of me and pulled my pants down from the bottom.
Once my pants were off, he stood back and took his pants off. He stood in front of me naked, with his dick standing at attention, and it was all I could focus on.
“Eyes up here, Lyric.” His dick jumped, and my shoulders dropped.
I licked my lips then looked into his eyes. My nipples were painfully hard.
“Let’s make this the last time you pull that shit again. Understand?” He squeezed my nipple, and my pussy gushed.
“Yes.” I agreed because I needed him inside of me, but by the smirk on his face, I knew he would make me wait.
“Good girl.” He pinched my other nipple, and I moaned. “Lie back.”
