When we stepped outside, the air was crisp. The afternoon sunlight gleamed off his well-manicured lawn. The sound of the wind blowing through the trees relaxed me as we took careful steps down his porch steps.
I froze when my eyes landed on his driveway. A brand-new pearl white Mercedes-Benz S580 glowed under the sunlight with a big pink bow wrapped around it. The closer we got, the more real it became. Speechless, I gripped his hand tighter as I stopped my stride making him stop walking as well to gaze up into his eyes.
He didn’t have to tell me it was mine, I felt it. The knowing look in his eyes confirmed it. A painful lump rose in my throat as I tried to properly formulate my words to even begin to thank him.
For a moment, everything else faded away, and it was just the two of us standing in front of the Benz with the sun beaming down. My breath caught as I tried to process the overwhelming gesture. The car shimmered, almost unreal, and I could feel tears rimming my eyes, not from the extravagance, but from the thoughtfulness behind it. I glanced at Bleu, trying to search his face for any trace of insincerity, but all I found was warmth and a quiet anticipation.
“You said you didn’t have a car. So, I got you one, it’s in your name. Pink papers are in the glove compartment. I know that mind of yours work overtime, so I had your dad give me your personal information to make sure the car belonged to you a hundred percent. I have a couple of other things for you that I put into fruition in the middle of the night after I fucked you to sleep but I don’t want to overwhelm you all in one day.”
My heart raced as gratitude and disbelief tangled inside me. I wondered how I could ever deserve so much kindness as well as a grand expression of care. For the first time in a long time, I felt cherished beyond means, as if someone truly understood what it meant to bring light into my life.
“So,” Bleu rolled his feet over what I assumed to be a rock.
I looked down at my own feet and realized that we both were barefoot outside. Caught up in the moment, Bleu stood tall with royal blue pajama pants on with no shirt. His dick print laid limp on his thigh as he gave me that sexy nonchalant expression.
“If you cut me off, I can’t take this car back if you’re wondering.”
“I’m not wondering or worried about that. You not that kind of man to take things back just because things don’t work out in your favor.” I smiled wide.
“Besides if you tried, I wouldn’t give it back! This all me!” I squealed and ran up to him full force with excitement.
Without thinking twice, my big ass jumped up as high as I could. I thanked God that Bleu worked out and probably lifted weights. With ease his hands caught each ass cheek and lifted me off my feet.
“This feels so unreal, Bleu. Spin me around so it can make my fairy tale even more surreal.” I laughed.
I was just joking, but Bleu took what I said seriously. He spun me around until I felt dizzy and I laughed until my stomach cramped up. Bleu didn’t break a sweat; his breathing was still even when he stopped spinning me around in his arms. I grabbed the sides of his face and kissed his lips with so much intensity causing my heart to skip.
“Thank you so much, Bleu.” I pulled away from the kiss.
“I love it and needed it, now I can take Lo Lo to get ice cream without having to use one of my sister’s cars.” I smiled.
Before he could say, you’re welcome, I pressed my lips against his again. My tongue hungrily slid across his lips nastily then across his velvety minty tongue. Bleu deepened the kiss, his hands roamed all over my body. My pussy clenched then pulsated. By now, my wetness gushed out onto his bare torso.
“You gotta get down, Thickumz before I fuck you up and down my driveway.” He grunted.
Slowly, he lowered me down to my feet and told me to check out my car.
“There’s some clothes and toiletries inside of an oversized Birkin’s bag.”
I turned back to him with big eyes. He held the key in his hand and clicked down on the top button. The trunk opened smoothly.
“Bleu…” I whispered, voice cracking.
“You bought me a damn car; this is so fucking dope.” I cheesed hard.
“I still want to get it painted hot pink with light pink leathered seats. I made the purchase fast to surprise you. We can get that done at a later time.” He smirked cockily.
“I don’t know, I love it this color.” I said excitedly.
I turned and walked up to it finally. I opened the door, and it all became my reality. The smell of fresh leather seats hit me first. Peanut butter seats with a moon sunroof undid me. I pulled myrobe tight together and slid right in. I breathed the car in and sighed.
This man saw a need and filled it without being asked…
My fingers glided over the steering wheel, savoring the luxury of it all. I could feel my heart racing, every detail of the car making me feel cherished and seen. For a moment, I just sat still, letting the joy wash over me and imagining all the places I’d go in my new ride. Sitting there, I realized how much intention and thought he’d put into this, and it warmed me from the inside out. No one had ever done something like this for me before.
Before I could gather myself, Bleu slid into the passenger seat, grinning like he was super excited for me.
“Let’s see if you can handle her,” he teased, nudging my arm playfully.
