Thankfully, he had no intention of going anywhere.
When my eyes landed on him, he was completely undressed, and his dick was staring right at me.
I couldn’t have asked for a better gift. Thick, chocolate and just the right amount of curve to hit every one of my spots.
I’m going to ride and suck that shit dry,I thought, motioning for him to come my way. Knowing what was up, he eased his bottom lip between his teeth, gripped his dick and strolled towards me.
Oh yeah, his ass is definitely about to get it.
He can have this shit any way that he wants it. No questions asked.
And that’s exactly what happened.
One minute he was driving his shit down my throat, the next he had me on all fours and was hitting it from the back.
I have no idea how long we went at it, or when I ended up passed out on his chest while still on the kitchen table.
When I finally opened my eyes, a little giggle escaped my lips.
“What’s so funny?” he whispered.
“My bad, I didn’t know you were awake.”
“Yeah, I’ve been up for a minute, just listening to you breathe.”
“Listening to me breathe?” I questioned, lifting my head and looking him in the eyes. “Why? You think you gave it to me so hard that I might stop breathing in my sleep?”
Laughing, he said, “I mean, your ass did struggle to catch your breath a few times. I can’t be going to jail for murdering the pussy.”
“Whatever,” I said, slapping my hand against his chest.
“Nah, but for real, I just wanted to listen to you, that’s all.”
“Hmm…okay. Any special thoughts while you were listening?”
“Actually, I had a lot of interesting thoughts.”
“Really? Any that you want to share?”
He wrapped his arms around me, making me feel a lot warmer than I did before. “I love the way that I’m feeling you, and despite all of the little shit that we’ve dealt with, I love the way you’re feeling me too. I want us to keep the lines of communication open with each other. I want it to be clear that I’m always going to step in if I feel like you’re being disrespected. I don’t care who it is. I’m not interested in having a pissing match with any man, but I will cave a niggas jaw in if I feel like it’s necessary.”
Before today, his words probably would’ve rubbed me the wrong way. In the past, shit like that only happened because of another man’s insecurities. It wasn’t for the purpose of my protection. But this time, I knew it would be different. If Law ever had to stoop to the level of using his hands, it would be for the right reasons.
“Damn, I’m in love with you,” I blurted.
I was so giddy that I had to look away.
Easing my face back towards his, he said, “I’m in love with you too, and I hope that you understand where I’m coming from.”
“I do.”
“You sure? I don’t want there to be any misunderstandings. I’m going to let you handle your situation with your daughter’s father on your own terms, but if—”
I pushed my lips into his, stopping him from going any further. I wanted him to know just how much I understood.
After tonguing him down and making sure that I’d snatched every word that he was thinking about saying, I eased back and said, “Does that answer your question?”
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure that it did.”
