I walked in and kissed the top of Junior's head. "Hey, god baby. You good?" I probed, picking my big man up from his chair.
"Ma Ma!" Deshoni cheered. "Ma Ma is here, Junie." He couldn't say Junior yet, so Junie worked well for him.
Junior paused his game. "She is here, man. I'm good, god mama. How was work?" he questioned.
"It was long but good. How was your day?"
"Busy. This lil' boy kept me busy and on my toes. He's been getting into everything, and as soon as you catch him, he runs. He fast too," Junior expressed, tickling the bottom of Deshoni's feet.
I laughed at him. "You're right. His butt is a handful. That's why I keep him glued to my side when I can because if there is some mess to create, Deshoni's gon' find it."
"True," Junior agreed.
"Where's your dad?" I queried.
"In his room on the phone."
"Okay, cool."
Junior went back to his game, and I focused on Deshoni. I planted kisses all over his chubby cheeks. He laughed so hard and wiggled in my arms. I gave him a brief break so he could catch his breath.
"Do you wanna go with me or stay with Junie?"
"Stay with Junie," he answered in his cute baby voice.
"Alright, big boy." I placed him back in his chair and handed him his controller. He gripped it and pressed down hard on the buttons like he actually played with Junior. I left the boys and headed to Trek's room.
I knocked and entered after. Trek's back was to me while he gazed out of the window. The drapes were open, and I could see the early evening. He looked so good in his white, long-sleeve Dri-FIT shirt and black joggers. I walked over to him and hugged him from behind.
He soothingly caressed my arms. "Hey, beautiful. How was your day?" he whispered.
I peeked around his body. "It was good. How was yours?" I quizzed in a whisper.
"It was okay, better now that you're here."
Trek continued to converse with Garrett afterward. From what I understood, Garrett was Trek's handler. He lined up his jobs and always made sure he was good.
I wanted to give him some space, so I tried to leave, but Trek gripped my arm. He was so clingy. I loved it, though. It felt good to hold him always. I wanted him to know and feel that he deserved the same kind of love and security that I desired. It was my pleasure to provide it for him, but I desired something more in the moment.
With my head resting on his muscular back, my hands slowly eased down his washboard abs and right into his joggers. He damn near dropped his phone but caught it. Trek peered down at me with lust-filled hazel eyes.
"Why you playin'?" he whispered.
I giggled and hid behind him. Trek carried on with his convo, and I went back to being mannish. My hands massaged his semi-hard dick until he was fully hard, exactly how I liked my man.
Strain leaked into his voice, and I knew my baby had grown weak. I walked in front of him and sexily licked my lips. Trek's eyes lowered as he watched me lower to my knees.
I removed his dick from his joggers and quickly pulled him into my mouth.
"Oh shit. Garrett, call back later." Trek could barely form a proper sentence as he hung up on his business associate. "Damn, baby. Just like that."
Trek removed my hair from my ponytail and grabbed the bulk of my hair and fucked my mouth like a madman. His dick was a vision of beauty. It was dark, damn near looked bruised, with thick serpent-like veins around it, and a big mushroom-shaped tip. Everything about him was perfect.
"Sss," Trek hissed, watching my drool spill from the corners of my mouth.
I hummed on his dick, making his big body tremble. When that happened, he tried hard to hold back his nut. I made it to his tip and slobbered all over the hefty piece of meat.
"Fuck," he groaned with his head tossed back.
