🌸ڿڰۣ-P̠O̠V̠ P̠a̠t̠r̠i̠c̠e

Feigning indifference to Medz was a hard task. The feel of him nestled between my legs as my fingers glided through his curly silky mane was heating my body like the warm late summer afternoon.

It's tru weh dem seh yuh a plan an God a wipeout.

By no means had my plans for today
constituted my sitting in Maleek Fenton's aka Medz getting total unmentionable meds off just combing his hair.

True, no one knows what their day is going to bring. My Sunday should have seen me at the home right now probably caught up in the aftermath of my meeting with a different man that should be the one sending these nefarious feelings to my throbbing centre.

I shook my head to concentrate on the task at hand but the musky spice-tinged mixture of mint and sandalwood that radiated off the man between my thighs kept on muddling my rationale.

My mind drifted to this morning...

As I had sat watching the time and looking out the shop door for the familiar outline of the man I waited on in budding anticipation every sound of an approaching car or the ping of my phone only intensified the anticipation until the time started to pass into another hour that did not materialize in OD's arrival.

A few attempts to text him only resulted in me taking up my phone and starting the message only to delete it and exit the chat.

A fool dah bwoy yah tek yuh fah.

I hissed my teeth at the voice in my head and tried not to agree with my inner thought. What could be so important that two hours after our scheduled meet he was still MIA?

I reach for my phone again deciding to call this time but I only got as far as unlocking my phone.

Why should I call him? If he had any decency or respect he could even send a short text saying he can't make it again.

By one o'clock a gone mi gone. Him think mi a guh siddung down yah like man clown. Him can find time fi waste gyal Goodaz last night but him cyaah---

My silent tirade came to an abrupt end when I heard my phone vibrate in quick short succession and then gave a ping.

I hurriedly snatch it up and devoured the message but it was only Medz checking up on me. I smile as I read through the message and sent my reply.

๖ۣۜMعDŽ
Morning beautiful 🥰, how was your night?

Me
Hey, morning. It was ok. Hbu?

Watch lyaad, she deh yah a pine afta she ex.

๖ۣۜMعDŽ
Was not wonderful as you were not by my side.

My annoying inner self get lost nuh please!

Me
Hahahaaa...whatever Steve Holy.

๖ۣۜMعDŽ
Wait 😳 who name so 🙄 a adda man name yuh a call mi? 🥺 💔

I smiled as I read the quick returned response.

Watch smile.

Ignore and respond.

Me
If yuh neva a use d man lyrics inna d afternoon yah mi wudn't have to.

๖ۣۜMعDŽ
A my lyrics a 'im jus buss wid it.

Me
A read yuh.

๖ۣۜMعDŽ
So what yuh up to?

Fofool deh yah a cuss an nyaam up r sef ova long lost cocky.

I rolled my eyes and ignore the jibe.

Me
Am by the shop but am planning to leave in a few. U?

๖ۣۜMعDŽ
Went on the road to sort out a few things, took longer than expected... missed mi hair appointment now am heading home 👇🏿😫

Me
I can do it for you, all you need is to get me a shrimp pasta in return.

Wait a yuh or Petrice a d hairdresser?

I swear if my inner voice was one of my friends I would have died of embarrassment a trillion times over.

๖ۣۜMعDŽ
Kool.
Mi a come pick yuh up.

Me
Kl.

๖ۣۜMعDŽ
Put on something sexy 🥵

Me

๖ۣۜMعDŽ
😳

Me
What?

๖ۣۜMعDŽ
Yuh look different, yuh put on weight?

Me
😆😆😆😆

๖ۣۜMعDŽ
Leaving to come by you now babe.

Me
Ok.

The turn of events was unexpected, I by no means would have thought that I would be spending time with Medz instead of OD, but that's what he got for making plans and not sticking to them.

I must be honest going with Medz was a spur-of-the-moment decision and it was fueled by my being upset with Odean not even calling to say he would not be able to meet up with me.

I should have just locked up and headed on up but I wanted OD to know that I had options.

Gwaan Pitbull or yuh a Stephen Marley...?

Silent comment ignored.

And looking at him now...

Him standing so close to me the heat off his body and the alluring scent of his cologne had a certain effect on me that had another part of my body watering as it hungered for the scrumptious delicacy that was Maleek Fenton.

The turn of events resulted in a game-changer and a huge one at that because, in all that I shared with Medz, he was never the one to instigate my sexual desire. He was just a convenience and a good-looking one at that who knew exactly what to do and was not afraid to do it.

It was fun to have him pleasure me over the phone and now I found myself wanting him to do so in person. I was feeling this urge from the minute he had leaned into me. I had no idea why his body between my open thighs resulted in a flash flood warning.

I did not know if it was the flirtatious bits of conversation that he interjected within our conversing with each other or my responding with a few outright ones of my own or the playful occasions that cause other feelings to escalate as my body brushed against his as I tried to retrieve my plate of shrimp pasta from him.

All I knew was that never had something so commonplace as eating brought forth such need within me as I watch him eat a fork full of pasta and shrimp that caused the creamy sauce to coat his full kissable lips.

If he licks it off yuh know yuh pussy jus have a relapse.

Him watching me with those mesmerizing dark eyes of his as he purposefully licked his lips and my disruptive inner voice my face was as hot as a furnace as my cheeks burn red.

"Yuh coming?" he asked moving from the counter.

Good lord if only he knew how much I wanted to come for him and on him he would not stand there looking so slick and poised.

I let a devilish smirk play on my lips as I leaned off the counter and said.

"Mi nuh get nothing fi come."

He wanted to play, well let's play.

My smirk gave way to a gasp as my body was pushed against the counter with the firm pressure of Medz's body against mine in mere seconds of my being so bold it resulted in me being reckless.

I fell for the bait and pummeled into the trap that was efficiently set and all I could think about was how much better the spicey coconut sauce of my shrimp pasta tasted from Medz's mouth.

I was hungry alright but it was for the tall gorgeous man and not the shrimp pasta that now sat abandoned on the tiled countertop.

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