“Coye.” One of her hands was on my chest.
I leaned forward when she pulled me close by the chain around my neck.
“You feel too damn good, River. Fuck.” I used a finger to apply pressure to her clit because I needed her to cum before I did. I was tempted to pull out and eat her pussy, but the shit felt too good.
I put my hand under when her back arched off the couch. I held her as close as possible while she rained her sweet nectar onto my dick.
Before she could finish, I came deep inside of her walls.
After releasing myself completely, I leaned down and kissed her lips.
“Let’s get cleaned up, and we can watch a movie.”
By the look on her face, I knew she wouldn’t be up for long.
“Okay.”
I chuckled as her mouth said one thing, but her body said another. She tried to get comfortable, but I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.
I was curious to see what Pop Dean had to say about us, but regardless, I wasn’t stopping unless she wanted me to.
I rode shotgunin Coye’s car, biting my nails as he drove to my father’s house. My nerves were shot, and no matter how much Coye told me to relax, I couldn’t.
I spoke to my brother earlier in the day and was glad he and his family were out for the day. I didn’t need them popping up at my dad’s place, and him catching Coye and me there together.
“Babygirl.” Coye put his tattooed hand on my leg as it bounced. “You gonna chew your damn nails off, and I need to feel them on my back when I’m in yo’ shit.” He smirked.
For a brief moment, I forgot about where we were headed and thought about what he said. I didn’t need him getting me wet before we made it to my dad’s.
I cut my eyes at him. “Sir, not right now.”
His low chuckle cut the silence of the car. His fingers on me made me warm as he rubbed my leg where my jeans were ripped.
“My bad. I’m just trying to loosen you up some. You tense as hell over there, girl.”
I put my hand over my face. “Because I’m so nervous,” I whined.
My father wasn’t as bad as my brother, but I knew he didn’t like most people. Coye was his boy, but as my brother’s friend, not someone dating his daughter.
“I understand how you feel, but you know it doesn’t matter what anyone says, right? I’m not going anywhere until you tell me to.” He gave my leg a light squeeze.
“Okay.”
It wasn’t okay, but I knew there was no sense in saying anything else. Coye had always been a calm and cool person. I never saw him bothered by anything. I didn’t even know if he ever got mad at anybody.
“Thanks for my cookies.”
“You’re welcome.” While Coye was at work, I baked him some lemon and strawberry cookies since they were his favorite. It helped me take my mind off everything until he picked me up. “Can you tell me about some other places you visited?”
I needed something to calm my nerves before we got to my father’s place.
“Did I tell you about Madagascar?”
“No.”
He told me about the jewels he picked up while he was there. Apparently, he got some of the best aquamarine and quartz from there. He told me about his adventures seeing the lemurs, hiking, snorkeling, and whale watching. He had done a lot of things, and by the time he finished, we were pulling up to my father’s place.
“Oh, boy.” I looked out the window at my father’s apartment building.
