Page 68 of Lyric Squared

“Any specific?”

“Surprise me.”’

I watched as he began pulling out the contents of the bar. After he’d chosen two additives, he turned to me and smiled.

“You said surprise you. Close your eyes,” he insisted.

Closing my eyes, I smiled. The man that I was witnessing before me wasn’t the one I’d known my whole life. The one I’d known since a kid barely showed those dimples in his cheeks or those gold teeth in his mouth because he hardly had anything to say or anything to smile about. The one that I’d known since a kid also sported the most unchanging, serious mug on his face day in and day out. He was kind to the women he loved, ones like his aunt, grandmother, my mother, and I. But that was as far as his kindness stretched, much like my brothers.

I waited and waited, in the middle of the floor with my arms folded in front of one another. The silly smile that I wore on my face didn’t falter. Though it felt so stupid plastered on as it was, it felt just as good.

“You know… I’ve been wanting to get you here since I first read your message,” he stated. I could hear his footsteps in my direction. He was on his way to me, closing the distance between us.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Now that you have me here, Keanu, what will you do with me?”

I felt a glass up to my lips, prompting me to open my mouth. I sipped from the glass, allowing the fruity mixture to slide down my throat. It was delicious.

“I’m going to fuck you on every surface suitable, in every corner that’s available, and in every position you could imagine.”

I pulled my eyelids apart and stretched them to the limit. His smooth, dark skin was so close that I could reach out and touch him. I wanted to, but first, I wanted to address the obvious. Before I was able to respond to Keanu’s admissions, he’d placed the cup to my lips again. I opened my mouth, swallowing a huge gulp of whatever he had mixed for me.

“Then, once I’m done with you in the morning, I’m going to take you home so that you can think of what you’re going to tell your ex because as of this moment, you don’t belong to him. Shit, you never did.”

“Keanu,” I started to protest, but he cut me off.

“Do you understand me?”

With furrowed brows, I nodded. He just couldn’t help himself. The entitlement he promised not to utilize, he was.

“What’s the issue?” He noticed my hesitancy.

“You said you’d earn your spot in my life,” I reminded him.

“I plan to, but I’m terminating his first,” he explained.

The glass was up to my mouth a third and final time. I finished my drink and heard the glass collide with the counter nearest me seconds later. I watched as Keanu walked back to the bar, poured himself a shot of something brown, then toss the contents of the small glass into his mouth. He repeated the same steps twice more before grunting.

“Ahhhhhh,” he bellowed as he turned in my direction.

It was as if the more alone time I spent with Keanu, the more I noticed about his beauty. For instance, the thickness of his brows and the thick line that traced his large lips. It was so defined and so perfect.

“I missed you, too,” I finally admitted.

Tilting his head to the left, Keanu exposed every gold tooth in his mouth. My pussy thudded at the sight, salivating with each thump. I wasn’t sure what God was trying to prove when he’d made Keanu, but he’d made his point. Vividly.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” I responded, feeling utterly exposed although I was fully clothed.

Somehow, I felt as if he could see through it all. Underneath the designer fabrics, I was translucent. Straight through me, he could see.

The space that he’d put between us was quickly obliterated. Keanu’s hands were underneath the cheeks of my ass, and I was being lifted into the air in the blink of an eye. Through the house, he glided as if my weight was that of a feather. When we reached the steps, his hesitation startled me. When he turned around and headed back into the kitchen, he confused me. But when he laid my body down on the island that sat in the middle of the floor, I understood.

Every surface. This was number one.