Page 61 of Certified To Handle You 2

Every few seconds I kissed her, sometimes on her forehead and sometimes on her lips, and she let me take care of her without turnin’ the shit into more than what it was.

She washed me next.

Her hands moved across my chest and shoulders while I stood here lookin’ at her, and when she got done, I pulled her into me under the water. She wrapped her arms around my waist and rested against my chest, so I held her here and rubbed down her wet back.

“I missed you,” I told her before kissin’ the top of her head.

She stayed against me for a second before answerin’. “I missed you too.”

That was all I needed from her.

We stayed in the shower a lil’ longer before I turned the water off and grabbed the towels. I dried her first, takin’ my time gettin’ the water from her skin before she wrapped the towel around herself. I dried off next and put mine around my waist, then grabbed her hand and took her back out the room.

I walked her outside to the daybed before goin’ back in for the rest of the shit I had bought. I filled the bucket with ice and grabbed the champagne, two glasses and the bowl of fruit from the refrigerator. I had strawberries, grapes, pineapple, watermelon and blackberries in that muthafucka, so I carried everything outside and put it beside her.

“Hold on,” I told ‘Nelle before headin’ back inside. “I forgot my weed.”

I went back in the room and grabbed my small leather bag with my weed, a few pills and the rest of my shit in it. When I got back outside, ‘Nelle had already opened the champagne and poured both glasses.

I dropped my towel, and my dick sprang free, and ‘Nelle’s eyes went right down.

She looked down at my dick and then reached for her champagne like she ain’t just looked, which made me smile as I sat beside her.

I opened my bag and started breakin’ the weed down on my lap while she took a drink. The daybed rocked under us whenever either one of us moved, and once I finished rollin’, I lit the blunt and leaned back against the pillows.

I hit it a few times before puttin’ my hand on ‘Nelle’s thigh.

Her skin was smooth from the shower, and I rubbed my palm over it while I smoked. I slid my hand further up her leg, squeezed her thigh and looked over at her.

She took the blunt when I held it toward her and brought it to her lips. I grabbed my champagne while she smoked, and for a while we just chilled. We drank, smoked and ate fruit while the music played from the speaker and the daybed rocked under us.

I watched ‘Nelle reach in the bowl and grab a strawberry before bitin’ into it. Soon as the juice started slidin’ down the corner of her mouth, I tilted my head and leaned in slow, draggin’ my tongue across it without breakin’ eye contact.

I pulled back long enough to pour us both some more champagne before reachin’ for another strawberry. I bit into one side and held the rest between my lips, already knowin’ she was gon’ meet me halfway.

Soon as she came for the other half, I slid my hand around the back of her neck and pulled her the rest of the way tome. The strawberry disappeared between us, but I ain’t let her go. I chased that same sweetness from the champagne and strawberry off her tongue, feelin’ my dick jump. It was already hard, and layin’ heavy against my stomach.

The lil’ moan she tried to swallow was cute.

I scooted closer, brushed her damp hair over one shoulder, and let my lips find the side of her neck. I stayed there, lettin’ my mouth love on her the way I been wantin’ to all damn day.

Every slow kiss made me greedy for another one, so I let my tongue drag across her skin before goin’ right back to that same spot. I wanted her to feel that shit. I wanted her to know I wasn’t just kissin’ on her. I was finally gettin’ my hands on the woman that had been drivin’ me outta my damn mind since we spent our first night together.

All day I had been fightin’ myself. Every time Sha’Nelle walked past me smellin’ good as hell, every time she laughed, every time she looked over at me with them pretty ass eyes, I had to remind myself we still had people around us and I couldn’t just throw her over my shoulder and disappear with her. I held that shit in longer than I wanted to, and now that it was just us, wasn’t nothin’ left to fight.

I kissed my way down her neck and across her chest before I reached up and snatched that towel loose. I let it fall wherever the fuck it landed. My hands slid right back over her warm skin, learnin’ her all over again like I had been away from her for years instead of days.

That’s when I looked up at her.

Sha’Nelle was already lookin’ at me. She still ain’t said a word, and she ain’t have to. The way she was lookin’ at me had my chest feelin’ tight as hell. It was love all in her eyes, the kind she kept tryna hide from everybody else, but there was somethin’ else sittin’ behind it too. She looked like she was still tryna make sense of us.

I couldn’t even be mad at that look ‘cause I was just as fucked up over her as she was over me. Hell, if I was keepin’ it a hundred, I probably had that same look on my face every time I caught myself thinkin’ about her. I just smiled to myself and rubbed my thumb across her cheek before I leaned in and kissed the corner of her mouth.

“Come here,” I murmured against her lips. “Quit thinkin’ so hard.”

I slid my forehead against hers for a second before I kissed her again, slower this time, lettin’ my hands roam. I was enjoyin’ her. Every inch I touched settled somethin’ in me that had been restless all damn day, and the way she kept lookin’ at me made a nigga feel like, for these few minutes the rest of the world ain’t even matter.

I gripped her hips first, then slid my palms slow over every curve, squeezin’ on her like I was remindin’ myself she was really back in front of me. I missed my woman, and my hands wasn’t about to let her forget that shit.