“You give him one more good squeeze and he’ll erupt. Let me taste you before me and my dick break you and put you back together.”
I kissed her again and leaned her back on the bed as I braced her body with my arm.
I scooped her up by her legs letting them hang over the crook of my arms before I lowered my head and took a deep whiff of her core. Her scent was heavenly. A mix of arousal, body wash and perfume. I wanted to rip her panties off but I knew I needed to save that for when we got more comfortable with each other. I could tell these shits were expensive and she’d probably cuss me out if I offered to buy her more. My mouth feasted until my dick got jealous and I felt like Sterling was seconds away from her second release. Only then did I finish stripping and climb in bed to make us one. Her pussy was sopping wet but I still had to ease myself into her to fit. I might’ve carelessly run through tackles but I wasn’t about to do that with Sterling.
“I missed you,tesoro. Give me a few hours to show you how much.”
“I've got to talk to you.”
I took my eyes off of Ami who I’d had standing on my legs when she should’ve been sitting in her highchair or actually having her bottle for breakfast. But she’d slept through the night, something Sterling said she’d started while I was gone and I was too happy to have her back in my arms to put her down.
I woke up with my body wrapped around Sterling’s like she was a body pillow. It felt good as hell to wake up to her and when she had the nerve to moan when I accidentally squeezed her titty; we had to show her just how good she’d made us feel.
I knew why the men around me were so obsessed with their wives. Even when I was trying to deny how I was feeling I was drawn to her. Not obsessively, but something akin to it. She made me feel comfortable but not in a way that would bore me. Excited but not stressed. A flight of emotions that were all different but comprised together delivered an experience that was uniquely Sterling. And seemed tailor-made for me.
But her standing here in the kitchen looking freshly fucked while she cooked breakfast for me saying she needed to talk had me wondering what was up.
“That never starts off a good conversation, Ling.” Ami’s eyes were watching mine and I could tell that she could sense the change in my tone despite not being able to understand my words by how inquisitive she looked. “What your mama gotta tell me, baby girl? Is she about to tell me that I put your baby brother in her belly?” Ling gasped and Ami grinned and drooledlike she knew I’d scared her mama but she found it the funniest thing in the world.
“Aldrich, are you insane?” Sterling’s eyes were wide and I wasn’t sure if it was shock or anger that had her looking the way she was. When her fingers gripped the spoon she had been using to stir the waffle batter, I knew it was anger.
I bounced Ami again kissing her face as I realized I wasn’t panicked about Sterling potentially being pregnant. The sadness I’d felt over how angry I’d been knowing about Ami’s life hit me again. She’d deserved better and when I looked in her face and saw features that had to come from her egg donor, I didn’t get angry. The love I felt for her softened the anger although it didn’t make it go away. I knew if I had a baby with Sterling, I would celebrate from the second we confirmed it. And despite how differently I felt about their mothers I wouldn’t love either of my kids any less.
“I’m not pregnant, Aldrich.”
Well damn, fuck up my fantasy then.
“Stop acting like it couldn’t have been a possibility, Ling. I been dumping in you each time we got together. I remember SEX/ED well. We know the consequences of that.” I grinned and nodded toward Ami like she needed a visual.
“Yeah, I’m on birth control so that’s not happening.”
“If it’s not a baby tell me what’s up.”
“What’s up is that we were discussing the first-game accommodations—”
“Y’all get everything handled?” I glanced up and saw a funny look on her face but it passed too quickly for me to believe it was something serious.
“Yeah it’s handled. But we started to talk about a few things and I needed to come clean about something.”
This sounded far more in-depth than some flight arrangements and where she was gonna stay when she went toNew York. “You sound as though you need to get something off your titties, Ling so do it. This is a safe space.”
“It’s off your chest, Aldrich, you know that.”
“Ling, I know I get tackled a lot but my eyesight is great. Your chest has titties on it so what I said stands.” I stared pointedly at her chest, which I knew for sure had passion marks on it.
“You’re being ridiculous right now.”
“And you’re stalling so tell me what you need to tell me.”
“My family is well-off.”
“Speaking multiple languages, the classy way you carry yourself, the quality of your jewelry—yeah I already peeped that you weren’t a hood chick, Ling.”
“Yeah, I’m not saying that we’re not hood; we’re pretty well-off.”
“Cool.”
“Aldrich, you don’t have anything else to say? Like you don’t want to ask any questions?”
