She missedher flight last night. Missed her flight this morning. I’m quite sure if her meeting in New York wasn’t scheduled for tomorrow morning, she wouldn’t have allowed me to coax her into sleeping in until I was ready to leave but I mastered the art of sexual manipulation to get my way. Out of respect for Kameron and his home, we spent a lot of time at her house or I booked us a downtown suite.
We were together.
I had my woman.
My woman that is all mine.
I enjoyed smothering her with kisses and making love until our limbs screamed for us to stop. We had a lot of time to catch up on. My Sassy baby turned into Vixen Sassy easily. She loved when I talked dirty. Loved that no matter where we were I couldn’t keep my hands off her. Equally, we both loved that we were the object of each other’s fascination. Never has she ever rejected my touch which is why she ended up missing two flights and was currently being held hostage inside my truck.
Aware of her annoyance and hypersensitive skin, I tried to coax her into a better mood by swelling her lips and leaving her breathless. “Baby, come back home with me.” With Jacolby I became selfish and clingy.
Resting her chin on my chest, a bemused smile teased the corners of her lips. “I love that you can’t get enough of me. When your clingy it does something to me.”
“Come home with me. Kameron is out of town so you can be as loud as you want without Pi mocking you.” I never thought I’d grow to like that annoying bird, but it was funny as hell to hear him mock Jacolby’s sex noises.
“Nooooo.” She giggled with a moan. “I will never make it.” Sitting on my lap she pulled down the visor to fix her lipstick that I kept ruining. “Pick me up when I return, and I’ll spend the entire weekend with you.”
I was going to do that anyway.
“You’re going to miss your flight.”
With her head hung low, she scooted off my lap pouting.
She didn’t want to leave me but had to go because she still had a business to run. She could’ve sent Brooke in her place but this was a meeting to sign a potential new client so she had to be there.
“Bye, Paxton,” she pouted on the verge of crying.
Such a spoiled baby.
Just as she turned to walk away, I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her into my chest. “I love you. Give me a kiss.” She shook her head. From the rise of her cheeks, I knew she was smiling. “You not gon kiss ya man before you leave?” She hid her face to suppress her giggle. “Whatever. Give me your tongue before I show out in front of all these people. We both know I have no chill when it comes to claiming what’s mine how I wanna in public.”
“You better not.” She pointed her finger at me grinning like she wanted to challenge me on it.
“Open up and give me what I want then.”
Refusing to keep playing this teasing game, I claimed my prize. My woman. We started with a series of slow, shivery kisses. Kisses that teased and grew the anticipation for the next time. Tired of teasing, I gave her a kiss that popped her knees. If she had a doubt, I kissed it away. I confirmed my love and dedication by sucking the pink off her tongue. I confirmed my need and craving for her by burying my tongue so deep in her mouth that I touched the back of her throat. Raw emotion lay within our lips.
I eased her mind while she stimulated mine. Devoured her fears and hesitations. Branded and stamped my claim without having to penetrate her physically. Ruined her for any man who dared to think he could replace me. Shattered her dreams of prince charming and gave her Paxton Reid instead.
“Go check-in and call me when you land,” I uttered between each kiss.
She buried her face against my throat. “Mmmmm, Paxton. Why kiss me like that only to send me away? Mannnn…If your mama wasn’t so eww I’d gift her diamonds and pearls for creating you.”
My head hung back laughing. “Silly girl, go check-in.”
“Fine. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“And you better not kiss nobody else like that or you’re gonna catch mononucleosis.” She yelled over her shoulder. “Oh, and don’t forget to drop that package off at the post office for me.”
The first time I tried to kiss my baby in college she freaked out. Mushed me so hard that I bit down on my lip breaking skin. Cry Baby featuring Johnny Depp is one of her all-time favorite movies. She, trying to be funny, quoted the line from the movie leaving me confused with a bruised lip. But that’s my Jacolby. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I never admitted to Jacolby before she left but I was nervous about going into the office today. After much prayer and fasting, I found the courage to submit my proposal to be one of the architects for the new urban development project. Only God knew that I had stepped out on faith and done it. If I got rejected no one would know but me. I could sulk alone without the hovering of my loved ones. But if I got it, I could use it as a surprise and present it to them once I settled in my new office because then things would be official. However, my secret plans weren’t a secret anymore.
Of course, Kameron and Kandon found out, but I threatened them to secrecy until I made my move out of my icy tower. I could’ve kept my office, but I wanted a new environment. I wanted to be around my colleagues and start socializing more. I wanted to be closer to my brothers. The dynamics of our relationship outside of Monarch never changed. Kandon must’ve been inspired by Kameron beating his ass that he beat Daley’s ass ten times worse for cheating on Bri. However, it turns out that she knew about the affair. They’re swingers and apparently, Daley thought she didn’t know about his solo escapades, but she knew.
She knew about the affair and the money that he stole. That revelation had me looking at her and Kandon sideways and taking a step back to reevaluate my future at Monarch. Kameron was pissed, rightfully so. His plan to branch off came at the right time. While I loved Kandon as my brother, I would never work with or under him. This project was the start of us stepping out on faith and believing that we could have our own company that wasn’t at all affiliated with Monarch.