“We got you,” I told her with a quiet laugh.
Once they were in their own world, I told Jayla I’d be at her place as long as they were there. We came up with small meals we could cook daily so they wouldn’t have to eat the same thing, which was something they mentioned about Pearl. Pearl was an old school Southern woman. She made a feast on Saturdays that she ate off and fed the kids all week, then she’d make something new the next weekend. Me and Jayla loved cooking, especially together, so it was nothing for us to come up with two different options for breakfast and dinner. We usually had salad, soup, or sandwiches for lunch, or smoothies.
Our order numbers were called almost at the same time, so while I grabbed the burgers and fries, Jayla got the pizza. We feasted and talked about what we wanted to do for the rest of the summer before heading to the mall. Mateo and I got themeverything they’d need for the weekend, and a few extra outfits for the next time they were with us, then we headed out.
“Mr. Mathis,” Mateo said as we neared the car.
“Wassup?”
“Are you staying with us?”
“Yeah. Is that cool with you?”
He smiled. “Yes, sir. I like having you around.”
That made me smile. “I like having you around too, son. You’re a pretty cool kid.”
“Thanks. Um . . . You think I can join your gaming club at school next year?”
“Of course. The only requirement is that you keep your grades up. Anything less than a C will not be tolerated,” I informed him. The gaming club at the school was my pride and joy. It allowed me to connect with the kids on a recreational level that made it easier for them to come to me when they were having problems or needed advice or help. “Think you can handle that?” I challenged.
“Yes, sir. I won’t get anything lower than a B. You know I made the honor roll all year before I fell off. Next year, I’m going for principal’s list.”
Pride surged through my core at his declaration. “And you know what, whatever you want and work toward, you’ll receive. I’ll make sure we make that happen. Congratulations in advance, big man. I’m proud of you.”
We bumped fists before putting the bags in the trunk. A wide grin kept the corners of my mouth lifted as I got in the car. I looked back at the kids—Miley sleeping peacefully and Mateo getting comfortable in his seat. Jayla—eyes lowered as a content smile teased her face.
They weren’t ours, but they were.
Maybe not by blood but by something that meant more.
Choice.
We chose these kids, and we were a family, and I thanked God for that.
August
My Man, My Man, My Man: Bring me my pussy.
My Man, My Man, My Man: I need it.
My Man, My Man, My Man: Right now.
Kayne’s text had me squeezing my thighs together and biting down on my bottom lip. I’d come out for drinks with Brooke, Treasure, and Tamera, and his text was the perfect excuse for me to leave. After I told them goodbye, I made my way to Kayne’s place as quickly yet carefully as I could. As soon as I arrived, he met me at the door, picking me up and carrying me to his room. I giggled as he tossed me onto his bed, but it turned into a moan when he fervently yet gently removed my clothes.
“Hey, baby,” I said, lifting my hips so he could take my panties off. “You didn’t speak.”
“I’ma speak to my pussy,” was his response as he spread my legs—and that was exactly what he did.
It was comical as he asked her how she was, if she missed him, was she ready, but the long, slow swipes of his tongue put my mouth to a different use. Laughter was replaced with moans and heavy breathing as he feasted on my pussy. I massaged my breasts and pinched my nipples as my toes curled.
“Oh my God, Kayne,” I slurred, spine tingling. “That feels s-so good.”
He moaned and slurped my clit back into his mouth, stealing an orgasm that I was happy to give him. His middle and ring fingers pressed their way into my pussy as he licked and sucked my clit. My eyes snapped shut and mouth opened as I fought another quick climax. It was almost embarrassing how quickly this man could make me cum. Our fucking and lovemaking, the way we were so in tune with each other’s bodies, suggested we’d been doing this for years instead of a couple of months.
Surrendering to the pleasure he provided, I gripped the sheets as my body locked underneath him.
“I love how this pussy feels when she cums,” he complimented, pressing into my spot while I jerked and came. “I love how you look when you cum. How you sound. Mm.”
