Page 27 of Phase Two

“Where you at?” his tone was deep. The low, masculine rumble made my pussy ache.

“Lauren’s house.”

“How the fuck you gon’ throw me a surprise party and not come?”

“Because we aren’t talking, but I wasn’t petty enough to cancel everything. You said you never had a birthday party, and I wanted to do that for you.”

“Get dressed and get here.”

“Okay.”

“That was Carter?” Lauren was just as excited as me.

“Yes. Grab some clothes bitch. You can get dressed at my house. I’m going to get my man back.”

“Oh, hell yeah!” Lauren jumped up and ran into her room.

I was so happy it was crazy. During general conversation Carter told me he’d never had a birthday party. I wanted to make that happen for him, so when I met E, I let him in on the secret. I told him to invite everyone that Carter would want there. When we got into it, I told E it was up to him to think of a reason to get Carter to the venue.

It was a miracle that I didn’t get a speeding ticket from Lauren’s house to mine because I did fifteen over the speed limit the whole way there. I had showered before I went to Lauren’s thank God, so all I had to do was put on the dress I had already purchased for the party. It was an emerald, green bandage dress that fit my body like a glove. The décor was green and gold. Lauren knew about the party of course, and she had a gold dress. I took another shot at home because I was nervous as hell, so Lauren drove us there.

Thank God for tequila because being almost drunk was the only reason I wasn’t losing it. I wanted Carter back. I had never needed a second chance from a man, but I wanted one from him. When Lauren pulled up at the venue, my heart began to race, and my palms started to sweat. The fact that I was so nervous was telling.

We approached the door just as Carter was walking outside with a clear, plastic cup in his hand. The brown liquid was more than likely cognac. Time may as well have stood still when we locked eyes. He was so damn handsome. Dressed in all black, Carter looked like something good to eat. His expression was neutral as he walked over to me. Slow and cocky. When he was in my personal space, he peered down at me.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Your stubborn ass wasn’t even gon’ apologize, huh?”

Tears filled my eyes. “I wanted to. I just didn’t think you wanted to talk to me.”

“You better not cry,” his tone was low but assertive. “What do you want, Alise?”

“You.” Despite his words a tear spilled over my eyelid. Carter took the pad of his thumb and swiped it away. “We not doing that.”

He wrapped one arm around me and pulled me into him.

“You gon’ straighten up, and we gon’ be aight. Alright?”

I nodded. We had a brief stare off.

“Come on.”

The event planner had done an amazing job. From the centerpieces, pictures of Carter in different stages of his life, the candles, the food. Everything was amazing. I even met his ex-wife, his daughter, and his parents. Carter had the time of his life as he drank, sang to me, and danced. At the end of the night, Lauren took my car home, and a luxury share ride service came to get me and Carter. In the back of the car, he leaned over and whispered in my ear while holding onto my exposed thigh.

“I been missing you,” he whispered, and my pussy thumped.

I turning my head to the side I looked down at the side of his face. “I missed you too,” I whispered not wanting the driver all in our business.

“You gon’ show me?” he leaned back and licked his lips. All I could do was nod because I was going to show him for damn sure.

Two seconds after our clothes were off, I had Carter’s dick in my mouth. Every time he moaned, I relaxed my throat and took more of him in until I was gagging. I hummed on his dick while sucking feverishly.

“I need that,” he breathed, and I knew what he meant. Using my mouth, I cleaned up the excess saliva and laid back on the bed.

Carter parted my thighs and dove in headfirst. The way that man tongued my coochie down had me grabbing the back of his head and arching my back to the point that it damn near hurt. He ate me like he had indeed missed me. The moment he sucked my nub into his mouth, I came long and hard. The guttural moans that left my mouth sounded forward to me as I lifted my hips and rode his face like I was riding a wave. I wanted him inside me so bad, and he granted my wish.