Standing back to my full height, I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Her puffy eyes watched me as I pulled her panties off, then I helped her into the tub.
After she got in, I took my clothes off and joined her.
I slid in behind her, and she leaned against my chest. I spotted tears falling from her eyes while she kept her eyes closed.
“You don’t have to go through any of this alone, baby. I’m not leaving your side if I don’t have to. If I’m not around and you need me, don’t be afraid to call me. You are strong, but if you ever feel weak, I’ll be all the strength you need.” I kissed the top of her head, then ran my fingers through her hair.
“I can’t lose my daddy, Coye.”
“Baby, if there was anything I could do to keep that from happening, I would. Unfortunately, no one can. Only God knowswhen he’s ready for any of us to come home. You’re Pops’ favorite girl, and he’s so proud of you.”
More tears fell, and I used my dry hand to wipe them as best as I could.
We stayed in the bathtub for a little bit before I washed River’s body, before I washed mine. Afterward, we took a quick shower to rinse off.
I wrapped River in one of my big towels and walked her to the bed. The tears had finally stopped, but her eyes were still swollen and red.
As she lay on the bed, I grabbed the bottle of lotion and began applying it all over her body.
“Turn over,” I commanded after I moisturized both of her feet.
I squirted more lotion into my hands as she turned over. I took my time rubbing it in, making sure I got the stress out of her shoulders.
When I was done, she turned back on her back.
“You need anything?” I asked as I lotioned my own body.
“Can you make me feel better?”
“What you need me to do?”
I put the lotion bottle on the table, then pulled the cover back more so River could get under them.
“I need to feel you, Coye.”
“Are you sure?”
I wasn’t opposed to giving her whatever she needed. If dick was what she wanted, dick would be what she got. If she wanted me to hold her, I would do that too.
“Yes, I’m sure.”
The only light in the room was a dimly lit lamp on the opposite side of the room. I looked down in her eyes.
“Okay.” I climbed on top of her and kissed her. The kiss was slow and deep as I tried to portray everything I felt for her. Oneof my hands was intertwined with one of hers over her head as my hard dick rested against her inner thigh.
I slowly slid my way inside of her and waited. When she looked up at me, I saw my whole life in her eyes. The adoration in them made my stomach flutter. I believed she felt the same shit I felt, but neither of us was ready to utter those three words. I damn sure felt it, though, and it wasn’t just because of the grip her pussy had on me. My feelings for River got deeper each time I was around her.
Slowly, I rocked in and out of her. No words needed to be exchanged, but it was said with every stroke of my dick and every moan that escaped her pretty lips. I licked each tear that fell from her eyes as her pussy cried on my dick.
I stared down at River, loving the pain and pleasure on her face. I paid attention to the movements that made her eyes squeeze tight, and her mouth slightly form an O. Or the ones that made her open her eyes and stare at me as she bit her lip. Each scratch on my back got harder as I went deeper. The shit burned but felt so good. Her body relaxed with each stroke. She could drain my dick every damn time she felt sad, happy, or angry. My dick was hers to do with as she pleased. That was how gone this girl had me.
When we finally came together, I held her in my arms until she fell asleep. Once her breathing completely evened out, I was right behind her.
The last few days,I had been on an emotional roller coaster. Finding out my dad was going to be put on home hospice put me in such a dark place. I knew that step was final, and there would be no healing or recovery from the cancer. If the Lord saw fit that he should be around longer, then he would be. I didn’t want to think about my dad dying, but I had no choice.
Coye had been such a great shoulder to lean on during this time. He checked on me every day and made sure I ate, even when I didn’t feel like it. I found myself slipping into a depressive state, and my father was still on this side of the Earth. I needed to spend as much time with him as I could, so I notified my staff that I would be out for a while. I trusted them to hold things down in my absence. I didn’t need to be there most daysanyway, but I just loved it so much. Since I wasn’t going to work, I stayed home and played around with some new recipes. Some I loved, others not so much.
When Coye and I were last at my dad’s place, it took a minute for me to agree to leave my father’s side. I was so afraid I would miss something if I left. I made sure to call my dad every single morning, and we would talk on the phone for hours.
