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I took my precious time walking to the bathroom. Stopping in the kitchen to get a Pink Lady apple. Of course, I had to wash the germs off. Hummed a nice tune in my head. Did a little dance outside of his bathroom door. Became a skilled drummer making many beats knocking on the door.
I rushed for no one.
Leaning against the bathroom vanity, I ate my apple watching the best view in the world. Ezekiel in the shower. Yes, Lawd. The naked specimen was pure perfection. The muscles flexing in his back, water running down his dark chocolate solid frame. I haven’t had many sexual thoughts about him since I’ve been here. Too busy dealing and emoting from life but now. I wanted to be the washrag, cleansing him clean. I never wanted to be a piece of cloth so bad in my life.
I was jealous of that black rag.
Jealous that it got to touch him, scrub him, soothe him, cleanse him.
Washing over his abs and pecs. Washing over his muscular thighs and legs. Washing over his back and arms. And washing over that third leg…
“What’s up?” My ogling did not phase him. He kept washing and giving me this intense look of pure savagery that dared me to look away.
I was a good girl.
I knew how to follow directions.
He had my full attention.
“Hey, uh, Candice is here. She stopped by wanting to see you. I told her I’d confirm with you first if you wanted her in your space or not.” I’m proud of myself. I held his eye contact and never looked down and followed the trail of his hands, though I wanted to.
He washed his… appendage on purpose, tempting me.
I passed the test.
“The only person I want in my space is already here.” His voice mixed with the steam… whew.
“You don’t have to do that, Zeek. I don’t mind her checking on you.” I lied, but I was too enthralled in this moment to think straight.
Opening the glass door, he invited me closer. “Come here.” Apple in hand, I obeyed his order. He leaned down until his eyes leveled with mine. “Repeat what I said.”
My heart started racing and my lady parts were singing the highest soprano. “I…”
His lips touched mine, and my knees were about to embarrass me. “I want to hear and feel you repeat what I said.”
All I could do was swallow the last chunk of apple I had in my mouth so I wouldn’t choke. His eyes were so low, smoldering, fitting with the hot mist of his shower. I’ve never experienced desire the way I’ve experienced it with Zeek. Yes, he turned me on. All the way on, but he made me feel wanted and chosen. Made me feel like every day was spent in the clouds protected by his love.
It was intimate moments like these that elevated my obsession with this man.
“The only person you want in your space is already here.”
“Hmm.” When he licked his lips, he licked mine. “Send her away, Sunnie Mae. Thank you, baby.” He pulled back and closed the door, and I walked out the room with the biggest grin on my face touching my lips.
Opening the door, Candice and her sour face looked ready for war but I was too far gone in Lala Land to have her ruin what just happened to me. I wanted to share my experience like it was the latest good news. Almost how it’s depicted in musicals. Jumping and swinging from a banister.
“Zeek said the only person he wants in his space is already here.” I shrugged. “So that means you need to leave. Have a great day.”
Rejection never felt good, and she let it be known when I tried to close the door. “Bitch, stop lying. Move out the way and go get…”
“If that door hits her we’re going to have a problem, Candice.” Dripping wet with a towel wrapped around his waist that failed at hiding his manly meat print, Zeek had us both gasping at his beautiful glory. I swear there is nothing like a fine, chocolate Black man.
“But I-I…” If Candice started crying I was going to pop her upside the head.
“Make this the last time you pop up at my house. I already thanked you for sending flowers for my mom but nowhere in my appreciation message did I say come to my house. We aren’t like that and never will be. Enjoy your day and go on about your business.” To add a little cajun spice, he wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me into his wet chest and closing the door with the other.
Candice’s face was priceless.
That’s what her ass gets.
