Flo - X
I paid the bill and she walked out of the bathroom looking around. She looked nervous and it was damn cute. When she looked up at me and gave me a little smile and I couldn’t look away.
When she came up to me I pulled her into a big hug.
“You get snuggly after you, you know.”
“I do not.” I looked down at her and scowled.
She smiled and stood up on her tip toes and kissed my nose. “It’s okay you know.”
“You looked like you needed a hug.”
“Okay,” she smirked.
“What’s okay mean?”
She was smiling as we walked out the door.
“Seriously Taelyn, what’s okay mean?
“It means if that’s what you need to think until your testosterone levels rise back up--.”
“Are you calling me a bitch?”
She laughed out loud.
“Are you?”
I stopped and grabbed her, picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. I smacked her ass as she laughed even louder.
James opened the door and I plopped her in the seat.
I bent in to kiss her and she snapped, “Damn it!”
“Mood swings? I read about them too.”
She laughed, “No my purse, bag, whatever it just broke. I’ve had it a year and it broke.”
“You attached to it Irish?”
“It’s a Coach knock off, no I’m not attached I just liked it.”
“Me too.”
“What?” She looked at me like I was nuts.
“It slings across your body. The strap goes right here,” I ran my finger between her breasts. “It’s hot. You’ll need another.”
“I’ll go to China town and get two.” She closed her eyes and I cupped her tit and pinched her nipple. “Xavier.”
“I can make you come like this. Let me rephrase that. I will make you come like this.”
She nodded her head up and down quickly.
“One stop first.” I sent James a message.
I looked over at her and she smiled.
“What are you thinking?”
“I can’t wait to get…” She stopped and covered her face.
I pulled her hands away, “Don’t go hiding on me now you naughty little girl.”
“I shouldn’t have done that.”
“When you want to touch me Taelyn I don’t ever want you to think it’s wrong. I want you to do exactly what you did tonight. When I want to touch you I want it the same way I don’t want to hold back.”
“It feels wrong.”
“I need you to explain what you mean. Cause right now I feel like I just got shot down and I’m not cool with that.”
She was looking at me like she was thinking about what to say and that made me even more uneasy.
“My Mom always--.”
“If you’re gonna say she warned you about boys like me I can assure you she wasn’t talking about anyone like me. She couldn’t even begin to imagine the shit I want to do with you, to you.”
She smiled and took my hand. “Okay that makes me a little nervous.”
“Shouldn’t make you nervous. It should excite the hell out of you.”
She giggled and looked at me, “She said if I want something in my life I’d never experienced I had to do try things I had never tried.”
“Well damn I think I was wrong about your Mom.”
“You’d like her.”
“I like you.”
“I like you too.”
“Good, because I can’t get enough of you.”
“I just can’t believe.” She looked down at our hands and sat back, “Never mind.”
“Don’t do that. Talk to me. I can handle it. Whatever you have to say isn’t any worse than what I’m thinking you’re gonna say. I’ve never been so wide open to anyone Taelyn.”
“Less than three weeks ago I met you. I thought you were an ass--.”
“But you wanted me.”
“I found you attractive. I may have been curious about you but I was so sure of my relationship with Daniel.”
My entire body tensed at the sound of his name.
She squeezed my hand. “I’m not saying this to make you angry.”
“I’m not angry. What I am is--.”
“I feel very vulnerable. Like I should still be healing but instead I let a wound lay open inviting a more terrible disease to take over. One that it far more powerful. One that could hurt me so much more.”
“I’m that infection?”
“Yes.”
“What if I’m the cure for whatever disease it is you’re so afraid of?”
“What if I’m that to you? Xavier, I’m going to be honest here. I like you too much. I don’t want you to be a rebound. You are all consuming. You demand that. I never thought it would be okay with me but I love the way it feels. I like knowing that I can say what I want to say to you and you don’t find it offensive. I like that you want to take care of things but I can’t let you take over completely because you aren’t a rebound buddy. You’re –amazing. I know what you do and don’t want and I like who you are too much to expect any part of you to change. I don’t think I can possibly be enough for you.”
I thought about what to say cause I knew what I wanted to and there was no fucking way I was gonna let that happen. Not until we were both ready.
“Do me a favor?”
“Sure Xavier.”
“Understand that intimacy is built by exposing our wounds, making them vulnerable. And remember you’re not the only one who feels like they drank the Kool Aid. This is all new to me. I’ve never felt this way either. You aren’t the only one who feels exposed.”
“You’re sure?”
“One hundred percent sure.”
“Okay. Promise me something too?”
“Anything.”
“That when you get sick of me you’ll just tell me. Just don’t; I don’t even know if I could call it cheating. I don’t even know what we’re doing.”
“We’re doing us Taelyn. I promise you as long as you promise the same.” I squeezed her hand. “You trust me?”
“Oddly I do. And how stupid is that. Aren’t I supposed to be bitter and out whoring around or something?”
“You can be my whore any day of the week. Every day of the week.”
She smiled and held my hand to her chest and kissed my hand.
“Can you take me home?”
“One stop.”
“Okay.”
My phone rang and I hit answer. “Xavier Steel.”
“We doing a roll call?”
“Cyrus, what’s up man?”
“I know you’ve been planning this thing for Tara but I need to take over.”
“Okay. Why? What’s up?”
“I want it to be about her. She’s not hotels and fancy dinners. She’s not roses and bullshit Xavier. She’s just-- love.”
“What does that mean?”
“Xavier, please tell me that shit wasn’t on speaker.”
“Sorry man when you’re gonna channel your inner vagina maybe you should warn me.”
“Be nice,” Taelyn smacked me.
“Ouch damn it.” I laughed.
“Hi Cyrus, I’m Taelyn.”
“I’m not a pussy.”
She laughed. “Tara is a lucky girl.”
“I have a huge dick.”
“Wow, okay that’s great.” She gave a nervous chuckle.
“It’s genetic, she knows that very well don’t ya Irish?”
“Are all of you all pierced up too?” She asked Cyrus.
“Fuck X, she’s dick talking to another dude.” Cyrus chuckled.
“I did that because you were worried about me hearing you acting like you had a vagina. Just trying to make you comfortable.” She was quick as hell with the come backs. Hot! I think.
We pulled up in front of the store. “Cyrus talk to Taelyn, I gotta grab something.”
“What would make it the perfect day for her Cyrus? If she could have anything, what would she want?”
“Kiss?” I leaned over and gave her a loud kiss on the cheek. “Blow job?”
“Speaker phone X. Come on man I don’t need to hear that shit.”
I laughed, “She’s amazing.”
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I ran into the store and looked around.
“Can I help you?”
“Yeah, I need a purse or bag, the kind that’s strap crosses between tits and shits on the hip.”
She smirked, “Xavier Steel?”
“Yeah. Can we make this quick?”
“Sure thing,” she smiled, “Right this way.”
I followed her well aware that the sway in her ass was exaggerated for my pleasure. But that shit did nothing for me. I saw them and walked around her. I grabbed a black one that was kind of like the one she had and a brown one. Then I saw pink, which reminded me of her blushing. I grabbed it too. I was gonna make her walk around it in naked.
She rang me up and asked why three.
I just winked at her and walked out the door.
When I got in the car Cyrus and Taelyn where still talking.
“Birds?”
“Yeah lots of them.” Cyrus answered her.
“Flowers?”
“Not a lot, just for her.”
“Her dress?”
“I was thinking a couple days before the wedding she and the girls could go grab something. You can go too.”
“Thanks but its family. If that’s what’s important to her it should all be about that.”
“If X still has you around after this long. I can assume--.”
“Anything else Cyrus?”
He laughed. “Nah, your girls got it all under control. You done with Falcon yet?”
“Soon why?”
“I need some shit done in Terrytown like yesterday.”
“Why’s that? I won’t be at your place.”
“Taelyn will let you know. Thanks girl. I think you’re my favorite out of my brother’s rides.”
“Thank you I guess?” she laughed. “But we’re --.”
She stopped and looked at me.
“We’re us. Not like you freaks. Safe travels bro; see you in a couple days.”
I looked over at Taelyn writing down notes in a little notebook.
“You take on another job?”
“Just helping out that’s all.”
“I got ya something” I handed her the bag and she shook her head no. “You’ll like it.”
She looked in the bag and we pulled back onto Madison Avenue.
“Xavier I don’t know what to say. Thank you. But it’s too much. Mine was like thirty bucks and why three?”
“Black and brown go with everything right?”
“Like you have to ask me GQ. So why pink?”
I could lie but I knew by saying it she’d turn pink. “That matches your cheeks when you get embarrassed, and then sometimes pissy. It makes me hard.”
She shoved my arm. “Not funny.”
“It’s truth.”
“I love them, thank you. Which one do I use first?”
“Pink. Definitely pink.”
“But--.”
“No buts. I’m gonna fuck you in the bath and in the shower. I won’t go without Irish. I’m also gonna fuck you on the weekends.”
“Awe that’s so sweet?” She laughed. “You’re a nice guy you know. Just like your brother--.”
“I’m not a nice guy and I’m not a pussy like my brothers.”
She laughed. “Of course you’re not. You’re an asshole.”
“Remember that.” I reached down and played with my tunes until I found the one I wanted to play for her. “This song Irish--.”
“Don’t tell me it’s ours?”
“It’s reminds me of tonight,” I winked at her.
Blurred Lines by Robin Thicke played and she laughed.
I loved her laugh. I loved a lot of things about this girl. She was way too far in.
When we got close to home she was holding her waist.
“Cramps?” I squeezed her hand.
“You are a little too interested in my period. It’s weird.”
“It’s your pussy, of course I’m interested.”
She closed her eyes and leaned back in the seat and I rubbed her tummy.
“You want me to stop and grab some Pamprin or Midol Irish?”
“For God sake Xavier.” She half laughed, half scolded me.
“I just wanna help you feel good. Instead of saying for God’s sake Xavier. It should be Oh God Xavier!”
“I love how you think of me in my time of need.”
“Well that’s just the kind of guy I am Taelyn, I’m a giver.”
She smiled as she sunk further in the seat. “I do need to stop at the store though. I need tampons and pads.”
I cringed, “Both?”
“Yeah and could you hurry it hurts. I need Motrin too.”
Irish was bleeding from her vag and in pain. “I’m gonna kiss it better when we get back.”
She tried to laugh but she held her stomach tighter.
As instructed James pulled in the convenient store and she sat up and whimpered.
“That bad?”
“Uh huh.” She bent to grab her wallet out of her pretty pink bag and the pain in her face killed me.
“What do you need?”
“Just Motrin, regular sized Tampax and maxi pads with wings.”
“Sit still.” I got out of the vehicle and walked in the store on a mission to make the pussy I was obsessed with feel better.
I walked right up to the feminine hygiene section and grabbed what she said to. Regular Tampax looked ghetto compared to those pearl ones. Irish liked pretty things. I was getting her the pretty ones.
I marched up to the counter owning this shit. Sort of. Fuck this was embarrassing. I was buying menstrual supplies. But I was doing it for her, and her pussy. My pussy. My pussy needed caring for and I was gonna be the only one caring for it. Suck it up man, I told myself.
The teenage clerk looked at me and I swear he was trying not to laugh.
“Do you think this shit’s for me?” I snapped at his smug little ass.
“I certainly hope not,” he laughed.
“Laugh it up dip-shit. Someday you’ll be done beating off in the shower and know what a pussy feels like. Of course that’ll happen after your balls drop and you’ve figured out that pleasing someone else is as good a feeling as getting off.”
“My balls dropped a few years ago. I don’t have to beat off and I get plenty of pussy.”
Smug little fuck, “I’m sure that blue and red smock gets them all hot and bothered.”
“No probably not but my brothers in a band. I get his cast offs and for an eighteen year old, that’s not all that bad. Here’s your change man have fun with your old lady.”
I wanted to climb over the counter and wipe that smug look off his face. Son of a bitch.
“She’s not old.”
I walked out with my dick between my legs and a bag full of rags. I guess I showed him. Fucker.
I looked at the vehicle and she was on the phone. She looked upset. I opened the door and she was yelling at someone. I looked at her and she looked away and continued her conversation with I assumed her brothers or her mom.