Hopelessly Flawed

Chapter 21 - Crossing The Bridge

They'd been at it for hours now. Hardly any breaks or time to recover in between.
Different positions, skin slapping together, moans/weeps from the top of her lungs, kisses anywhere deeming fit, the list went on. Literally.

"Nono baby i can't! I- Ugh fuck!- Can't hold it!"
She squirmed with her nails digging into the mattress as he ate her out and held onto her hips in the process.
She'd gotten head in the past from both sexes, but this, that tongue work, unmatchable.
Sliding his tongue in and out of her wetness, he added both fingers to the incredibly satisfying equation causing her back to arch and her eyes to roll back as she weeped.
After some time, she was close. No, she was there.
With that, she let her juicy river flow into his mouth, following with intense panting and a series of mumbles.
After licking every part of her box, not daring to forget her inner thighs, Dean allowed her to catch much needed breaths.
She was so exposed with him. Emotionally and physically, so she didn't dare avoid his gazes of lust.
He laced laced their fingers while planting delicate kisses along her chest, breasts mostly, slowly making his way to her clavicles before he could meet her soft lips.
"You ready?", he whispered onto them in which all she could respond was with a weak head nod. With a devilishly sexy smirk taking ahold of his face, her doughy eyes never left his own. Backing up, he stroked his thick length, prompting her growing anticipation.
With a smirk like that, he could make the world crumble to his feet...or more so, Robyn Desmond.
As the rising sun's lights beamed through the dark room, she whimpered when he eased himself into her.
Dean made his strokes slow but sensual at first, almost making her numb to the pleasure.
"Bb- baby faster...i can't take it like this- it's too much-"
She'll surely regret her request later on in the day, being that they've completely lost track of time. Wasting no further of it, somehow her knee met the level of her head while he fucked her mercilessly into the bed. She wanted 'fast' and who was he to deny such a request?
"Aw shitt" "Dean! Mmmmmm. D- Don't ssstop!"
Her cries and moans encouraged him to quicken his hard motions whilst she clawed at the sheets with his lips grazing her marked neck.
Reaching her orgasm, she released for what might've been the fourth or fifth time since they've began. Filling her up, he followed her lead sometime later before meeting her lips once again. Subsequent to him rolling on the side, the sunlight basked through as did their fitting silence. Tossing an arm around her, Robyn caved into him with her eyelids presently shut.
"Hey, uh i know how closed off i can be at times, with others and you. But i want you to feel incorporated, see my work here-" "Is this because of the get together? I didn't do that for you to be forced into anything" "That's not the reason. This is coming from me."

• • •

No one besides them and his employees were present in the decorative space. Her entire body shook with every step she took during Dean's tour of his property: The BlCk Lounge. She tried to play it off as well as she could with smiles and supportive comments here and there, but he really did pull one on her.
"-Now we're back to square one. What do you think?" "I love it! I like the idea of having a specific name for the most exclusive area. It creates a sense of superiority with the title Pure, that'll make people eager to get in there. Smart move."
Robyn admitted with her professional perspective as she observed her surroundings, taking in the brand he's established for himself here. She knew of his many investments, though it never really sunk in how popular he actually was. Honestly, she felt a sense of pride knowing she had a successful man at her side.
"I appreciate your input, thank you" "Of course baby, anytime!"
He winked at her, probably undressing her with his eyes, right before a medium height, chipper, dark skinned man approached.
"I thought you were arriving later? I might've actually cleaned up if i had known!"
Greeting the two, the man she assumed was Maleek caused them all to chuckle in harmony as Dean's arm found its way around her waist.
"I might have to look for a replacement" "Don't be so drastic D, i'm the best and you know it" "No use in denying that- Oh for introductions, Maleek, Robyn, Robyn, Maleek."
Extending his hand, Robyn politely accepted the gesture and greeted him with a amiable smile.
"Maleek manages everything here when i'm out of town- Shit, i just remembered something i have to retrieve from my office."
Slipping away, Dean left her in the presence of her new acquaintance.
"Hmm, typical Dean i see" "Yeah..just ol' regular Dean" "He's always been this way so we really have had no choice in dealing with him!" "It's hard enough having to see him but having him as a boss? I feel bad."
Robyn sighed jokingly while they casually made their way to sit in the V.I.P area, having that the floor was being mopped.
"You don't even know the half of it! Manz is a pain in the ass..don't tell him that tho. He can be a little extra with his antics sometimes but i still very much enjoy my job" "Oh please, don't worry about it. He knows i tend to joke a lot."
Crossing her legs, she winced a little by reason of forgetting the soreness. Robyn sent the employee another smile just as she had the temporary reminder of not teasing her boyfriend in such manner again.
"If you don't mind me asking, how long have you guys been together? I've known D for a while n' he's never really had a main girl to be honest."
Maleek inquired with much curiosity peeking through his obvious Atlanta region accent.
"It's a long story..but um i would've thought he'd inform you on my existence yesterday. He's got some nerve" "You a funny girl ya know? He needs some light in his life like that."
She shrugged conceitedly with both their laughs escaping, almost letting a flickering lightbulb capture her entire attention. That was till he lead with another interesting question.
"And yesterday? Why yesterday?" "Yesterday, you know? You both had a quick meet up here."
Robyn furthered innocently resulting in his eyelids to partially close at the same time he tried understanding her standpoint.
"I certainly was here yesterday but first time i've seen him in the last couple of months was when y'all got here? Maybe he's-"
Putting two and two together, Robyn affirmed that things didn't add up after the man of the hour made his return.
"A technician just got here saying how he had some security cameras to tend to, is that right?" "Uh, yeah, the ones in the bathroom hallway haven't gotten fixed ever since the fiasco."
Darting him a glare, Dean took a seat across a presently suspiciously alert Robyn.
"Fiasco? What fiasco?"
Nearly leaping at the opportunity to escape the rigid atmosphere he aided in creating, Maleek suggested that the technician might need some guidance, therefore he excused himself.
"Uh, there are certain things that you aren't aware of and i'd like to keep it that way."
The fuck?
"What's the suppose to mean? If you really have nothing to hide," she quoted his very own words, "I suggest you don't act like it" "Why is it that i constantly have to prove myself to you?", he breathed an irritated air. "If you feel that way than it isn't me. It's you."
They both countered one another like the bickering pair they were. Robyn with fingers tangled together and Dean with his elbows planted on his thighs.
"Is that right? If it's all me explain why is it that ever since we've met, practically everything's been one sided" "That- that isn't true.." "It's like you're trying your best to make it seem that i'm doing you wrong, all the time" "Tell me then, if you haven't been lying, where were you yesterday because i talked to Maleek and he did not meet with you."
With the staff peering at them, Dean sighed at this being the wrong time and place for this argument.
"Look-" "Forget it. I'd rather not know. Besides, i got the answer i needed."
Pausing him, Robyn put her hand up, at the same time she prepared to exit the area.
"I'm going to be late anyways."
The man who held all the untold secrets and mysteries refrained from responding and chasing after her.

"Babes tell me you haven't been on your Instagram??" "I haven't been on it in around a year, thought i deactivated. Why?"
Finally calling back Jordan, Robyn pressed the elevator button that would lead to their floor.
During her second tour of the day, Robyn made sure to take notes and trade calls with Marcus about taking its entirety into consideration. She didn't have time to take outside calls earlier, including ones from a specific guy.
"People, yes i did stalk some of their pages but only cuz i was waiting on the movers to bring in my furniture, were starting shit on your page... From what i see it's cuz you're with ya man.." "Really?"
She let out a laugh at the fact that those unknown people thought they were affecting her daily life.
"You still have some pics up with Matthew too, they're probably sus on that" "My God it's not even that serious. Social media is funny ha... Maybe it's time i come back," finally reaching the door, she unlocked it with her given keycard, "Just to make hoes mad" "Petty Robyn? I like."
They shared a chuckle as she settled into the quietness of the room.

The two spoke for some time, in which Robyn avoided speaking about her dilemma, before the keycard slipping in and out of its lock could be heard resulting in Robyn saying her goodbyes.
"You're back? Don't you have to host tonight?" "Was your phone off? I tried calling, thought something happened to you for fuck sake."
After removing his jacket, Dean grumbled as he dropped onto the couch across of her curled up self.
She had changed into her pjs, had no makeup on and her hair in a high ponytail at the same time the flatscreen played a marathon of 'Friday Night Lights'.
"I was occupied with securing a possible deal" "Mhm. When'd you get here?" "Twenty, twenty-five minutes ago" "Hm. How was it?" "Good."
The intensity was so evident that they'd be imbeciles if anyone dared denying it.
"Okay let's get it over with. Let's talk. I know you've been aching to."
The good side of their growing relationship is their communication. His communication mostly. He prefers not to let things be and rather address/discuss the matter at hand and resolve the issue on the spot.
"You lied. I'm not sure the reason or who was the reason. That's it" "I apologize-" "You're always apologizing but they don't seem to mean anything."
He sucked his teeth whilst tossing his arm over the back of the couch comfortably.
"Do you enjoy testing me? Pushing the limits of the unwavering patience i appear to have with you?"
She bit the inside of her cheek feeling like a scolded child during the time she caressed her sides.
"I've already told you many times i don't want anyone else. What is it you need more Robyn?" "Sorry if i'm such a fucking burden on your ego! Relationships..they're difficult for me but i'm trying! Trying for myself and you" "You fail to acknowledge that it's a two way street, not one" "I'm guarded, we've established this Dean and you doing sus things like that only puts my fences up... I just don't know what else to tell you."
Running his hand along his face, he sighed before bringing his vision back to her face.
"Around a year ago, i used to be more frequent here, like i am in New York now. Everything was going well, i had my brand here and in Toronto. What i failed to realize was that with my brand came issues. I tried to deal with them, or ignore them i guess, but those complications followed me here. Resulting in a uh shooting. In the club..my club. Two were shot, no deaths thankfully" "Did you get hurt??" "Well, there, in that moment..no."
Robyn's eyes scanned him blankly with her mouth semi open as if she wanted to say something but couldn't get it out.
"What?" "What do you mean, what? What do you expect me to say?" "I don't expect you to say anything. I believed that you wanted to know that's why i told you."
They really did get on each other's nerves despite their undeniable chemistry.
"God, Dean! Don't guilt me in my reaction right now okay!"
Shutting off the TV, Robyn paced around as he stayed put, for now.
"You have all these secrets and loopholes around everything you do- I just..how do you expect me to trust you like this?" "With time i'll tell you everything you want to know. I will. You just can't pressure things like this..i trust you. I do. But my involvements require me to be sure" "What about me? How am i supposed to be sure??", scoffing, she threw her hands in the air, "You can't possibly think explaining something so vaguely won't keep me wondering right? I like you, a lot..but-" "But, what? Go on, finish your sentence."
Robyn gulped at his harshness. Tripping over her words, she unintentionally backed into the wall as if his eyes pinned her with invisible darts.
She couldn't..no she wouldn't.
Soon growing tired with her loss of words, Dean diminished the proximity between them. With his hand placed above her head, his frame leaning towards her and his body now inches away from her own. They stood close..close enough to spark something in her.
"Uh, point is that, that wasn't the big deal. Sometimes i can't help but think i don't really know or understand you, in the way that you do me" "Babe, i don't want to steer you in the wrong direction by any means with stories like this. I should've known-" "Let that be my choice alright? My decision. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."
She declared while looking up at his handsome, defined face.
"Okay" "Okay?"
Ahead of Dean sighing, getting him to fully focus, she ran her hand through his growing beard since learning most of his quirks.
"Yes, okay."