Winter Toes III: Defending the Heart

WT3| "Truth Is..."

c h a p t e r t h i r t e e n
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love me for who I am,
was, and will be

Taylor and Roman laid on the same air mattress together while China laid on the couch in the living room. Roman's eyes were closed but Taylor was wide awake, watching him sleep. She was wondering why it was so coincidental that he was there right on time. He always was.

Back in the day, you couldn't explain a love triangle to Taylor nor did she believe in being in love with two different people at the same time. And although she still thinks it's bullshit right now as she lay here, tears in her eyes from Wyn but calmly breathing because of Roman she realized it was indeed possible. She was head over heels for Wyn and Roman but she wouldn't dare pursue them both.

Roman was just always there at the right time and Wyn was just always saying the right things at the right time. On top of that, it was always time versus chemistry. Whenever she was with Wyn all they did was argue and make up but with Roman it was all jokes and deep conversations, a few petty arguments that could always be easily forgotten. However, it all came down to who wanted her as much as she wanted them.

Wyn, of course, wanted to work things out and be with her but she didn't get that vibe from Roman. He never flat out gave her the feeling that he wanted her, he just acted on his emotions and said what he felt but Taylor didn't know if she could 100% count on that.

She did feel the distance. It's like they were back at square one where Taylor always wanted to know what was on his mind and whatever else there was to know about him. She didn't know he could paint. She didn't know he was into that.

"Why are you staring at me?" She heard, snapping her out of her thoughts.

Taylor didn't say anything at first, she just stared at his closed eyes. "How do you even know I'm looking at you?" She asked with a laugh.

He eased his hands around her until he could pull her closer with a lot of force. She caught butterflies and tingles by just his touch. "Because you staring a hole into my damn skull. What are you thinking about?" He asked finally opening his eyes.

When their eyes met, Taylor felt frozen in thought. She pulled her eyes away and put her face into his chest. "I don't know."

He didn't respond, he just did a grunt. "I have a flight to catch tomorrow, you and China can stay here for as long as you need." He told her after a while.

"How nice of you to offer us your.. empty abode but I'll pass." She joked, rubbing her hand up his muscled stomach. "Where you going?"

"Detroit." He told her. "Client out there."

"When did you start getting into that?" She asked. Roman let out a large puff of air.

"Here you go." He said

"It's my last question, I promise. I just really wanna know." She told him.

Roman smiled before kissing her forehead. "I use to do graffiti when I was younger. It was my thing. My mom used to get on me about it and tell me I should use it to better the community. I always thought it was bullshit so I stuck to the basics." He told her.

"You're really talented. I'm proud of you." She said. He didn't say anything.

He just pulled her in for a tighter embrace and smiled. I am never letting you go again.

***

"Wyn, I hate drama. I'm not into this shit. You could've just told me you had a girl." Sin said, even though in her mind she knew it still wouldn't have mattered.

Sincere was raised in the projects where you gotta do what you have to to get what you want in life. That lesson alone didn't stop once you got out of the projects, it followed you wherever you went. From jumping rope to jumping fences, Sin has known the streets for what it has been: Dirty. And she earned her nickname. She has owned up to each of the seven deadly sins more than once and they weren't going to stop until she was on the thorn living how she wanted. Even then she probably wouldn't be satisfied.

Wyn waved her off. "I'm really not caring about none of that shit. This shit is a no go." He told her.

Sin laughed, sending her curly hair flying behind her hair with one swipe of her hand. "So, you came all the way to my apartment to tell me it's a no go?" She asked. "You gotta do better than that."

Wyn stood up quick but Sin was so close, she put one hand on his chest and forced him back down. "Look. You gotta nice voice. I'm sure you'll work somewhere else. I'm good."

"I don't think you really want me to work somewhere else." Sin said said crawled on top of him, whispering into his ears. "What's wrong? Y'all broke up? You need something to... get ya mind off it?"

She fondled his dick through his jeans, her lips brushing softly against his cheek. Wyn closed his eyes, thinking.

All he could think about was watching Taylor walk off with Roman, getting into his car and pulling off. Sure it was his fault, and little of Sin's but Taylor was still his. He couldn't just give up and fuck up even worse like that.

Wyn moved her hands from his body before moving her gently to the side and getting up. "Nah, I'm good. Like I said. We're good, find another club."

Sin glared at him as he walked out. I'm gonna get you, Wyn. You'll forget all about ya ex bitch. She thought as she watched the door close.

-

"Roman!" Taylor moaned in a low, whispered tone. Roman pumped inside her deeply, his face buried into her neck as his sucked roughly leaving dark hickies.

She scratched into his back as he raised her legs higher, thrusting a little faster. Taylor could barely take it, it had been a long while since the last time she had sex. As she palmed his back, she could feel the engraved tattoos in his skin. She was in ecstasy.

She hadn't really imagined this moment, especially not with her niece in the next room.

The air mattress made a weird rubbery sound each time he stroked inside her, his hands with a firm grip on her thighs.

When he heard say his name again, he put a hand around her mouth freeing one of her legs. She immediately latched it around him, forcing him deeper. She tilted her head back, panting dramatically.

"Don't stop..." she was saying behind his hand but he couldn't hear her, but he probably wouldn't stop either way.

She rolled her eyes back feeling an extremely familiar feeling creeping upward from her legs to her vagina. He obviously could feel it too because he began to speed his pace. He moved his hands and locked his lips with hers, muffling her moans. The little bit of cover that was covering Roman was starting to fall off as he dug into her guts harder.

Taylor wrapped her arms around him, digging her fingers deeply into his skin and dragging them down. She let their lips part, they looked at each other. Roman moaned and it caught Taylor off guard sending her over the edge.

"Taylor..." he groaned as she arched up against him. She came and he followed up, kissing her again to muffle her growing moans. He kept going as the climax rolled over.

Taylor was in love like it never left. It was at that moment they both realized... it never left.