Page 2 of Love At Close Range

Me: I missed you too.

Dorian: Aight, let me get some shit done so you can have my undivided attention later. See you later.

Me: Ok.

Before I could put my phone down, Taryn was calling. Taryn was my best friend and only friend here in Arbor Point besides Mona. I met her when I was picking Rhyse up one day from daycare. She was there volunteering, and she was in Rhyse’s class. We engaged in small talk and we became close. I eventually hired her as Rhyse’s nanny. Over the years she became more than that, and now she was Auntie Tay.

“Hey girl,” I answered once our call connected.

“Hey, I was calling to make sure I was still picking Rhyse up from camp. I had a few errands to run, and I wanted to make sure I would be done by then,” she explained all in one breath.

“I was about to send you a reminder text. I still need you and I need you to stay at the house with him or take him to Mona. I have a date with Dorian tonight and as long as it’s been I’on want to reschedule and have to wait months again,” I confess. Because of our hectic schedules, we haven’t been on an actual date in a while, but we still saw each other frequently. I was just ready for more than in house visits and sex.

“Don’t worry about Rhyse… you know I got him. I wish it was for another reason besides Dorian’s weird ass, but I digress,” she stated. She never hid the fact that she didn’t like Dorian. Hell, I barely liked him some days.

“Thank you, bookie. If you stay at my house, I’ll order something for y’all before I leave.”

“Ree, please shut the fuck up talking to me. What would I need you to order something for if I got him? Don’t piss me off,” she sassed. I could just see her rolling her eyes.

“My bad,” I laughed. “I’ll probably meet y’all at the house, so I’ll see y’all later,” I countered.

“Alright, boo. I’ll see you later.”

We hung up, and I finished up and finished what little work I had to do before leaving for the day. I was beyond ready for some much-needed alone time with some dick on the side.

***

In true Dorian fashion, he didn’t take me out but had a nice dinner set up at his house for us. I could’ve complained, but I didn’t. Something was better than nothing. We were sitting at his table eating the steaks that he prepared on his grill while I listened to him talk about a new property that he was looking to invest in. I had no interest in any of that, but I pretended like I did. He loved what he did just as much as I did, but he never missed the opportunity to let me know that I was no more than a high-priced maid, so when he talked about his businesses, I gave him the same energy. Hell, he didn’t even know how much money I actually made, and it was none of his business. Somewhere between listening to him talk about the property, he must’ve finished because I heard him call my name. I tuned his ass out so good I didn’t even hear him call my name.

“Hmm?” I countered, taking a sip of the tequila and pineapple juice he had here for me.

“I said are you done with your food?” The look he had displayed on his face let me know exactly what he was thinking because I was too. Dorian was definitely easy on the eyes. He stood about six feet two and was clad in rich chocolate skin that was littered with tattoos. He had a low faded haircut that had enough waves to make a bitch delirious. His perfect white teeth were surrounded by plump lips and that housed a well-manicured beard and mustache. Dorian was fine, and he knew it, but he wasn’t it for me… he was just for right now.

Without saying any words, I took down the rest of my drink and stood before sauntering to his side of the table. With gapped legs, he took me in before I leaned down and kissed his lips. Once our kiss ended, he stood and led me upstairs to his bedroom. I don’t know if it was because we haven’t had sex in almost a month or that I was really horny. Either way, we were both undressed in a matter of seconds, and Dorian had his head between my legs, bringing me to a much-needed orgasm.

“Ooh… shit,” I cooed as my orgasm reared its lovely head and set my body on fire. Dorian didn’t stop until I was pushing his head away from me. With a smirk, he kissed up my body and tried entering me at the same time, but I stopped him.

“You know better,” I stated. He knew we always used condoms, and he always caught an attitude when I made him wear one. I already had one ain’t shit ass baby daddy. I’d be damned if I had two. He sucked his teeth, but he knew to get that condom, or he’d be finishing this by his self, and I’ll take my ass home and do the same. Once he was completely covered, he rejoined me on the bed and entered me.

“Ughn,” I moaned as he filled me. Dorian wasn’t small, but he wasn’t exactly huge either, but he got the job done.

“Damn, bae. Your shit always so wet,” he groaned in my neck as he rocked in and out of me.

Catching his rhythm, I started matching his thrusts, and before long, we both were succumbing to the feeling.

“Fuck,” he grunted as his body jerked before he collapsed on me. When he raised up, he had a stupid ass smirk on his face.

“I needed that shit, bae.” He kissed my lips before venturing to my neck.

“Mhm, I did too. Now I need you to get up,” I laughed and so did he.

He got up, and we were heading to the bathroom when his phone started ringing. He ignored it, but it rang again. I went into the bathroom to clean up when I heard him talking to whoever that was in a harsh whisper. I didn’t know who it was, but I wasn’t about to sit around and find out. After I cleaned up the best I could, I went back into the room and started redressing. That caught his attention.

“Aye, hold on. Bae where you going?” He asked once he took the phone from his ear.

“Home,” I stated flatly.

“What? It’s still early,” he protested with a frown.