After telling him everything I wanted, he made me a plate. I waited until he made his and joined me before digging in once he said a quick prayer. The quartet began to play Luther Vandross’s “Here and Now”, making me smile. “Gosh, I honestly didn’t think you had something like this in you,” I admitted once I swallowed a bite of my sandwich. I moaned at how savory it was.
“Why?”
I paused eating to glare at him. “Um, I know you, Lyrix. You’ve never been in a serious relationship.”
He shrugged. “Doesn’t mean I don’t know about romantic gestures or how to make my best friend smile.”
I wanted to hate his answer, but how could I? We ate in silence for a beat before he spoke. “I apologized to the boys, but I explained to them why I did what I did. I don’t want them to ever doubt that they can call on me and I’m not coming.”
I leaned closer and rubbed his shoulder gently. “It’s okay, Pop. I know why you did it. I wasn’t really mad that you beat his ass because he deserved it.” I put down my sandwich and turned to face him. “I was mad because I should’ve trusted my gut. I knew they didn’t want to go, and I also felt like they shouldn’t. I ignored that, and my boys suffered.”
Fresh tears surged forward, causing me to drop my chin to my chest. Poppa paused his eating to lift my head slowly. When I looked into his eyes, I sighed in contentment. Beneath the fire of his passion, I saw longing that made me want to close what little space there was between us. “I know why you agreed to it, but I think, moving forward, you know how to handle him.”
I nodded. “Yeah, I do. I don’t want him anywhere near my boys. He can go start his new family and leave us alone.” Poppa stared at me with an expression I couldn’t read. “What?” I asked, fed up with not being able to tell what he was thinking.
The corner of his mouth tilted up. “I think that’s for the best.”
We went back to eating while giving each other goofy smiles. After another mini croissant sandwich and a sip of Rosé, I said, “I always thought you weren’t paying attention when I watched Bridgerton, but you’re over here reciting lines and shit.”
“It’s you, Broccoli Head. Of course, I pay attention.”
Hearing him call me that made me burst out into a fit of giggles before I pushed him forcefully. He only fell on his sidebecause he was laughing so hard. “I’ve eased up on forcing Loh to eat broccoli, so I know he better not still be calling me that.”
He laughed heartily. “Hell, I called you that a few times this week when you kept ignoring me. It’s just your name now when you’re not acting right.”
I tossed my drink down, then crawled over to him. I began fake punching him while straddling his lap. He play fought me back, laughing without pause. When he grabbed my hands and yanked them above his head, I ended up levitating over his lips. Suddenly, I forgot how to breathe as I stared down at their pillow-soft surface. Then he had the nerve to swipe his tongue across the bottom one, weakening my resolve.
Before I could stop myself, I allowed the tether between us to tighten until I landed right where I wanted to be. Poppa froze, but it was only for a split second. Fireworks went off behind my eyelids, and those sparks swam all the way down to the nerve endings in my clit. It jumped in anticipation and desire that I’d tried to keep under wraps since that first kiss after moving in. But tonight, she was thumping a direct order to sit on Poppa’s face. I had half the mind to follow that urging.
He moaned into my mouth as his hands went to my waist and then my ass. His warm hands felt like heaven on my bare skin. When he squeezed my cheeks, I was the one to moan and deepen the kiss. He smacked my ass cheek, making the music halt. His tongue dancing around my mouth made it water even more. When we found the strength to pull away, both of our chests were heaving. I stared down at him while he stared up at me. I think we both knew what was on our minds, and for some reason, we decided to fall victim to it.
“Can I have you, Bubbles?” his deep voice sounded desperate.
“Yes,” I replied with ease. “But first.” I scooted until I was suspended over his mouth. I could see the joy in his eyes when he began to lick across my slick center.
Even though the fabric of my panties was there, my body still shuddered. My eyes began to roll to the back of my head, but not before I saw the quartet scurrying across the meadow to leave us alone. I released a giggle that became a moan when Poppa pushed my panties to the side to suck on my clit.
“Ouuu,” I cooed, becoming creamier by the second. He expertly swiped his tongue back and forth across my clit. I made the mistake of looking down to see him watching me intently.
He smacked me on the ass, then reached up to pinch my nipples through my dress. I bounced on his tongue, the least bit concerned with suffocating him. It’d been so long since I felt anything remotely close to pleasure. My body was so backed up that I was cumming in no time.
Poppa moaned, grabbed my ass cheeks, and forced his face deeper into my folds. I tried to get away, but he wrapped his arms around my thighs, locking me in place. I trembled, leaked, and screamed from how good it all felt. I glanced up at the most beautiful sky through my tears. The sun was making its descent, painting orange, pink, purple, and blue hues in gorgeous streaks. I exhaled just as the seizure creeping up my spine took over.
“Lyrix, please.” I begged for him to pull back, but he wouldn’t until he’d had enough.
My heart was racing when he allowed his head to lie back on the blanket. In a split second, he had me lying on my back. He helped me remove everything until I was bare before him. He admired my body like he was studying every detail. His gaze floated up to my eyes, and he blessed me with his handsome smile.
Time slowed as he began to lean down until his lips were on mine. They were so soft and covered in my juices. I ravagedeverything he poured into me until I was gasping in need of more. I felt his tip sliding up and down my opening. His lips wrapped around my nipple, sending a shockwave of yearning through the air.
“Lyrix.” I moaned his name. I was so ready for him. I felt like I would explode if he didn’t have me right this instant. “I need you,” I confessed.
His gaze shot to mine. “What you need me to do, Bubbles?” His voice was low and husky. A haziness made his eyes droopy as if he’d faced a blunt.
“Make love to me.”
He growled before shoving his thick tip inside of me. I gasped with an arched spine, feeling every inch dig into me. I scratched at his back, hoping he’d pull back, but of course, he didn’t. “Take every inch, Grai. It’s yours.”
He peppered my lips with the sweetest kisses. If his intention was to loosen me up, he succeeded. I felt every muscle in my body uncoil until everything flowed as God intended. If I had any chakra blockages, I knew those were gone too. This felt like more than sex. It was a spiritual cleansing, an emotional demolition, a mental massage that made me want to sing.
