“You’re putting on a show, baby. You want them to watch you cum?”
“I swear to—Oh fuck!”
Watching her squirm had my dick hard as hell. Although she did her best not to succumb to the vibrations between her thighs, I knew exactly what to do to send her reeling into her climax.
I grabbed her by the front of her neck and pulled her tense body toward me. As soon as my mouth connected with hers, sherelaxed under my grip and gave me her tongue. I slipped my other hand under her shirt and bra, flicking her nipple.
When she moaned into my mouth and grabbed my shirt, I knew she was about to soak her panties. I pulled my mouth away from hers but kept my lips close and looked into her eyes.
“Let that shit go. I want you sitting in a puddle of your juices.”
“Baby,” she whined.
“Cum now, Mel. Wet those panties up.”
Her grip on my shirt tightened as her body stiffened momentarily before going limp against my body. I turned the vibrator off, and she released a deep sigh.
“Don’t buy any more toys from Flikstagram ads. Let me out so I can clean myself up.”
I laughed as I slid out of the booth, then helped her to her feet. Before she could walk away, I held onto her waist.
“It looks like this toy worked just fine.” I pecked her lips and released her, slapping her ass before she got too far away. Since the show was over, I sat on the other side of the booth to give us more space while we ate.
“Fancy seeing you here.”
I looked up and saw Tia standing there, her arms folded across her chest, and all her weight on one hip.
“Hey. How you been?”
She smacked her lips and shifted her weight to her other hip. “Honestly, I’ve been fucked up since we broke up. I feel like?—”
“Tia, I didn’t mean for things to go down the way they did, but it was only a matter of time. I’ve been in love with Melodie for a while, and we would’ve ended up together eventually.”
She shook her head in dismay. “You really are the asshole my friends said you were. The least you can do is give me a proper apology for stringing me along and wasting six months of my life. Instead, you keep turning the fucking knife.”
“I treated you with respect, so I don’t care what your trifling ass friends said about me. Kellie and Trenisha just mad I turned their asses down when they tried to get me to fuck.”
“Tuh! Now you’re lying on my friends to avoid apologizing? Just pathetic!”
“I ain’t got no reason to lie. The fuck you want me to say?” I questioned, trying not to raise my voice. “I thought I apologized to you, but if I didn’t, I’m sorry. I ain’t mean to hurt you, but?—”
“What’s going on here?”
I was hoping this conversation would be over before Melodie returned from the bathroom, but no such luck. I stood and stepped between them just in case one of them decided to swing.
“Ugh. I should’ve known you were here with her,” Tia mumbled but loud enough for Melodie to hear her.
“Shouldn’t you be at work some damn where? You damn right he’s here with me. Is there a problem?”
Melodie attempted to step around me, but I stopped her. “Baby, chill.”
“Yeah, chill. No need to act ratchet and ghetto in this nice restaurant.”
“Ratchet and ghetto? Oh, I got your?—”
“My seeds, Mel.”
I realized it hadn’t been long since we found out she was pregnant, but I’d had to remind her twice today that she was carrying my seeds, and it was starting to piss me off.
