Story II-Rikki

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I love waking up to his smell, the warmth of his body and knowing that this would be the day our lives would change forever. I didn't want to wake him up, I just wanted to enjoy his slow deep breathing as he slept. He's so beautiful to me and nothing matters anymore since I realized that this was the man I truly loved and always have.

I slipped out of bed and headed into the bathroom, I had an early showing on an 8.5 million dollar home and I knew my clients would love this property so the commission check may as well be in the bank. As a successful realtor in Las Vegas, I prided myself on giving my clients white glove service from start to finish and I had the inside privilege of first dibs on some of the most valuable, lucrative listings throughout the Valley.

The shower was hot and steamy as the water pounded my body from the sonic jets on all sides of the marbled walls. I let the water flow down my body and closed my eyes as I thought of last night, how much passion and pleasure I felt with him, especially since this was our first time together in a while but it felt like we've never separated. It is almost as if events from the past brought us closer together and the fact that neither one of us saw it coming made it feel like the most natural union I have ever felt before.

Checking my phone again once I got out of the shower, "Damn, where was this girl?", I thought to myself. My best friend, sister in arms and the only woman in my life who never did me wrong was doing her usual missing in action routine after I left her the night before in one of her VIP rooms on her 2nd or 3rd bottle surrounded by the most beautiful people in the city. Dominique or "Dom" as we call her was the type of person in my life who always showed support but stayed transparent and real with me no matter what. I believe the honesty in our relationship is what has kept us growing in sisterhood and friendship for all these past years. Although her lifestyle is not my taste, I don't judge her, hell who could? Dom is loaded, spends her days around celebrities that most people just cry in the presence of and is the epitome of "a boss", a real no-nonsense person with a heart of gold and a bad side that even Lucifer himself would hate to be on. I have seen her do some things that I will take to the grave and I honestly don't know how she even sleeps at night but it's so hard to not have loved her all these years, we both started from the bottom together and now look...we're here.

"Mmm, baby...did you think I wouldn't catch you with your clothes still off?" Malik was behind me with his nose into my neck, his manhood pressed tightly against my back and his arms wrapped around my waist.

I stopped rubbing cream on my arms and looked back at him in the mirror. We look gorgeous together and I will go to the ends of the earth for this man.

"Good morning handsome, I didn't want to wake you so early." I turned and put my arms around his neck and looked up into his beautiful brown eyes. He looked down at me so intensely, we kissed slow and long allowing the passion to start building again.

"Stop it Malik, I can't start with you this morning baby, I love you but I think we'll both love me selling this 8.5 million dollar home today." I gave him kisses all over his face, I love kissing his scars and

letting him know that I don't see them, and I never will. We stayed locked tight to each other breathing in unison knowing that after today things would be different, she will get what she deserves and she will see what it feels like when someone takes something or someone you love.

On my way to the house showing I tried face-timing Dominique one more time, I just had to lay eyes on her and make sure she was still alive. Dom's face showed up on my screen and I thought thank God this girl made it through another wild party night. She looked hot, and sweaty and had a fresh "I just got F'd" look on her face. I have to put on a serious face for what I had to tell her because I needed her to understand how serious this was and also more than anything else, I needed her to believe me.

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