Page 25 of The Key To His Soul
Locking my phone, I made my way to the bathroom to get fresh. Just the thought of Eric’s tongue snaking up and down my slit made me put a little pep in my step. I hadn’t met a man yet who took such pleasure in eating pussy as Eric. Great pride in it too. That man would go to sleep with my pussy on his tongue and wake up attached to it if I let him. Just as nasty as he wanted to be. Placing my phone on the sink, I stripped out of my clothes.
No sooner than I went to turn the shower on, my phone chimed again. I sighed, hoping that it wasn’t him. Eric could also be a little pushy at times and often impatient. I had to remind him that a man who couldn’t let the anticipation do its thing would only kill the vibe. Pussy instantly dried up. Reaching over to pick the phone up off the sink, I was surprised to see Mehki’s name on the screen. Well, the name I’d saved him under — B.D.E. Before I could stop it, I broke out in a wide smile.
Cause bitch, not you cheesing and ain’t even open the text yet,I thought as I unlocked my phone.
B.D.E: You sleep?
Me: Nope.
I responded quicker than I should’ve after 11 p.m. but thought,what the hell.
B.D.E: What you up to?
Me: Getting ready to take my cat for a ride.
I laughed out loud after sending the message because I played way too much.
B.D.E: Lol. You bullshittin’. Ain’t nobody taking they cat for no damn ride. Why you playin’, girl?
Still laughing, I leaned back against the sink. It was funny because I really was taking my cat for a ride. At least that was what I planned to do to Eric’s face.
Me: Lmao. I guess that’s one of the things that makes me unique. I see I crossed your mind again and the day hasn’t even ended. I think that makes me two for two.
B.D.E: Yeah. I can’t get your victory smile out my head.
Me: Did my big one, didn’t I?
B.D.E: I don’t know what that shit mean, Ma. I’ma just assume it’s a good thing and say yeah.
Me: It is.
B.D.E: Cool. I hit your line ‘cause I wanted to see if you were up for coming out to grab something sweet with me.
I paused, staring at the screen. His response was unexpected for many reasons. The fact that he texted with clear intentions was one thing butgrabbing something sweet?Yeah, that was different. I’d been invited to dinner multiple times, lunch, and even brunch. But dessert was different, especially at this time of night. My fingers hovered over the keyboard as I ponderedon what I wanted to say back. Before I could type, he called on FaceTime.
Glancing down at myself completely naked, I shrugged. Holding the phone up high enough to capture just my shoulders, I angled the camera just enough to not show much and answered.
“Texting just wouldn’t do it, huh?”I joked.
“Wassup, fine ass girl?”he greeted smoothly, smiling the second he saw me.
A black du-rag covered his waves, neatly rolled up at the sides and tucked at the ear. I took notice because it was the smallest things that turned me off. Like had he appeared on the screen with the tail hanging at the end of the du-rag, instant irritation. He looked freshly showered and comfortable in a plain white tee with his head propped up on a pillow.
“You look relaxed. Not like you’re ready to go out,”I said.
Sitting up straight, his eyes shifted briefly. I squinted, following them. Quickly realizing what had his attention, I snickered. Through the bathroom mirror behind me, a sliver of my bare back and the top half of my cheeks were visible in the reflection. Mehki licked his lips openly then focused back on my face.
“You tryna seduce me?”he questioned with a lazy grin.
I smirked at him.“Are you that easy?”
Laughing, he brought his face closer to the screen.“I mean, you the one who answered the call naked, Ma. Let a nigga see sum’n.”
“Boy, back up.”I giggled.“Your eyes should be on my face.”
“You right. You right. You know what you doin’ though.”
I tilted my head.“Do I?”
