One Love (A Trey Songz Story)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Lyric

We got home later than I expected, Trey opened the door to his pent house. I walked into the living room and crashed on the couch. “Phew…I’m tired” I said a little hoarse. “Let me get you something for that” Trey insisted going in the kitchen. A couple of seconds later, he came back with a glass in his hand. “What is this” I asked taking the glass from him. “Water with honey, good for your voice” he answered. I sip it down slowly, as he watched me which made me feel uncomfortable “What?!?” I asked smiling “Do you trust me?” he asked. “Yes… I do, why?” I said looking at him intensely. “And you know that you can tell me anything, right?” he said. “Yeah I know you’re one of my best friends. I know I can tell you everything” I said to him “Well, tell me why I saw tears in your eyes when you had finished that song” he said putting his hand on mines. I stared at his hand then I looked up to him. “I wrote that song when you were on tour.  It’s about how much I missed you when you were gone, how much missed you when you couldn’t hold me, or how much I had to fight sometimes at night because of all the bad dreams I had that you wouldn’t come back for me. It scared me because I need you so much I didn’t wanna think about how it would make me feel if I ever lost you” I smiled. He wrapped his arms around me “I would do anything for you” I said into his shirt. He rubbed my back as I continued to cry. He kissed my forehead and rocked me stopping me from crying. I lifted my head then kissed his lips roughly knowing that he liked it. He kissed back with the same passion. I broke off the kiss and stepped in front of him slipping off my jacket and heels and walked into the kitchen. “Nah baby” he said following after me. I giggled when he scooped me up in his arms “Trey” I yelled at him. He placed me on the kitchen counter and stood between my legs. “D*** you’re beautiful” he said biting down on his lip. He pulled me closer to his body with the hands he had around my waist. I whispered in French into his ear licking it softly. This meant I wanted him now. I felt the goosebumps rise up on his arms. He looked straight into my eyes, narrowing analyzing me before he kissed me roughly keeping me pinned to him with the arms he had around me. Our breathing got heavier as we continued --never pulling away to catch it. His warm tongue skimmed against my lips, I parted them more and let it roam with mine. His hands pressed against me, his fingers trailing against my back. His lips kissed down to my neck as he slowly began pulling my panties off. He sucked on my neck, his teeth biting against the jugular vein hidden beneath my skin."Trey," I moaned. My hands fell down to his waist, wrapping around his jeans waistband and unbuttoning and pulling his zipper down. He inhaled deeply and moaned heavily pulling me closer kissing my lips. I felt it about to enter..."Wayy -wayy --waitt, Trey," I panicked between the breaths I was taking. Our chests pumping deeply, trying to catch up with the rates of our hearts."What's wrong?" Our inconsistent breaths were all I could hear as my heart slowed down to a beat I could handle."What's wrong, babe?" He asked stuck in the same position he was in before I stopped him -- only that he had moved away a couple millimeters. I looked down at what was "up", he followed my gaze. His head popped up and he looked at me. "I'm sorry, Lyric. I was getting too excited...." he started to explain."I'm not talking about that…" I exclaimed. My face looking at him as if he was stupid because he missed the obvious."OOOOooohhh," he finally understood why I had stopped him. "You're not under control with all that medicine and shit?" he asked."Yeah, but still Trey." I whispered looking down at the floor."I'm not packing anything, baby. I have nothing on me...birth control is safe though," he said coming up to me again. His arms curled around my waist as mine wrapped around his neck. He kissed it softly."But wouldn't you wanna be extra safe though. I mean...with both of our careers...we can't risk this." I said between my silent sighs."Did you take it? Have you been taking it? On time?  Every time?" He breathed as he continued on sucking random spots."Yeah on schedule all the time..." I said."Then we don't have nothing to worry about, Lyly..." He looked up at me and smirked. I exhaled deeply signaling that I was giving in to him. He grabbed my head in his hand and kissed me passionately. All of the consequences for what follows ran through my head as he continued to get rougher with his kisses and his hands. Trey's singing career cannot be affected by him having this new priority of having a child. My career cannot be put on hold because I have a pregnant belly for 9 months...I'm scared but if Trey is sure about this ...then ...then...I might as well. He pulled me in close like he had done before. One of his hands positioned on my lower back to push me in when he was ready. I felt it skim against my inner thigh as his lips traveled down to my shoulder blade and collarbone. His finger traced against my legs, passing through my "lips" and into me once more. I moaned deeply as my heart beat up in my throat. He pushed it in while pulling me forward."Oh," I moaned. He sighed heavily as he continued to thrust inside of me. Feeling him against my walls as it moved back and forth slowly. My fingertips dug into his back hugging him closer to me as we both sighed in pleasure. He picked me up still inside me and he walked over to the couch kissing me, taking his time. He bit at my bra straps making it loose so they slid off my shoulder. He slowly placed me down on the couch, throwing down all of the pillows all over the floor while continuing to kiss me. My head on the low armrest of the couch, he positioned on top of me and started to grind and thrust over and over, getting faster as he went on."Trey," I exclaimed. He moaned deep inside his throat. Adrenaline coarsing through my veins along with the hormones that made it feel so good. He grabbed my legs propped up on both sides of him and went in harder and deeper. He moaned everytime my thighs hit against his waist. He was a dog, didn't stop for anything at all until he let "it" go and broke down on top of me. Kissing me softly as he tried to calm down. I felt his heart beat fast against my chest. He breathed against my neck, kissing all over my body."You're a beast, Lyric..." It slipped out of me. I laid back against the armrest of the couch. Exhausted...well maybe not exhausted but worked out. Damnn ..."I'm a beast?!" I asked. "Shiiiiiiiiiit...tryna kill me." He chuckled."Nahh, never that baby." He turned and got on top of me again. He leaned down, kneeling between my legs. Kissing my belly up to my breasts. His arms on both sides of me, propping himself up. The biceps, triceps bulging out. His veins outlined in the tight skin wrapped around his muscles. He pulled my bra down, exposing my breast as he leaned in closer to it. He licked the nipple before he began sucking on it slowly. His teeth grazed my skin as he kept going. My hands brushed against his hair. He stopped got in closer, entering me once again. I tilted my head back, adjusting to the change. Sighing, biting my bottom lip. I looked back up at him as he winked at me. "I don't know about you babe, but I can’t go another round..." He whispered pushing himself deeper inside me. I moaned as he slipped back out. "Good, cuz I need a shower...I feel dirty..." I said as I sat up."OH WERRDD?!" He exclaimed getting up quickly. "So now I'm dirty Lyric?" He asked all hyped up smiling. I winked up at him like he always does. We went to go take a shower, separately though because if we had went in together like this morning, it would never get done. When we both had finished it was around 5 in the morning and neither of us was tired. So we got dressed and we went downstairs and sat on the couch to watch some tv. The bright colors of light coming from the 60 inch flat screen in front of us danced against the dark walls of the room. The rays of sunlight as it rose shadowed against the white blinds hanging from the tall windows. "When are you leaving Trey?" I asked looking up at him. "I gotta go promote this album, do a couple of photo shoots, a couple of interviews and go to a few parties before the release and find out if I booked that tour with HOV. I gotta be in LA by the end of this week....Saturday." He said looking down at his hands as his finger laced between mine. He squeezed gently bringing it up to his mouth to kiss it. “These 3 weeks have gone by so fast” I explained. “Yeah...and now that I got you I don’t wanna ever let you go” he sighed and then thought to myself “Our relationship would never work. Trey has his singing career and me with mines we wouldn’t have much time to be with each other if we even tried.” “Well that means I need to find me someplace to stay while you’re gone huh” I said. “Or you could come with me” he whispered “You would like that” I said back to him. He nodded "I don't wanna leave you, babe ..." he muttered. I looked up at him and smiled half-heartedly. "We always have to anyways.” He opened his mouth as if he was going to say something but then shut it quickly -- hesitant. Trey looked back down and nodded his head. We turned back to the tv. and started watching a movie. I didn't ask what he was about to say because it was probably nothing. If he really wanted to say it, he would've on the spot. I'm guessing he knew that it was nothing new. This routine of getting to chill and then having to leave so abruptly was not a surprise. When you don't get to see your friend now boyfriend for 74% of the year because of your working schedules then what's the point of even attempting to put a label on us and making us into something that we cannot handle mentally and emotionally and physically? Trey would probably hate that this is the way I think about what we could be but it's the realistic way to see it if I'm trying to protect us....or maybe my own self. I cuddled up into his side. He let go of my hand and wrapped his arm around my shoulder kissing my forehead softly. The love between us had always been there. Since way back when we met at a nightclub in Jersey while he was doing a gig. We got each other's contact info, stayed in touch hooked up and got really close as friends. He met my family and I met his mom and we continue what we were doing. There was always attraction between us in every way possible but I never let it get to the point that he wanted us to be in -- in a serious relationship. It was not that I couldn't trust him although the title he had would've shown different. At first a singer. And now a Grammy nominated, platinum album, sex symbol...I was afraid that these things would get to him and I would be hit with the crossfire.