“I don’t like the sound of the egg cartons.”
Onyx barked out a laugh, filling the otherwise silent kitchen. It took him a few moments to calm down, then he looked at me. “I’m sorry for laughing, but are you for real?”
“Dead serious,” I told him. “It’s just something about that sound.” I shivered.
I could never explain why I didn’t like that sound, but to me it was the equivalent of chalk on a chalkboard. It made my teeth clench whenever I heard it.
Onyx chuckled again and shook his head. “Don’t worry, I’ll pull out the eggs for you. I never heard of such a thing.”
“So you don’t have any weird sounds or textures you don’t like?”
“I never really thought about it because I just don’t eat it, but I hate the texture of cottage cheese.”
I giggled when he stuck his tongue out like he was going to throw up.
“I’m with you on that.”
“Come’re,” Onyx commanded as he pushed his chair back from the table.
I got up and rounded the table. When I was in arm’s reach, he pulled me into his lap.
His big hand massaged my thigh. My heart thumped as Onyx stared into my eyes. As his tongue slowly trailed his bottom lip, I couldn’t help but stare at it and lick my lips as well. Never-ending butterflies filled my stomach every time I was in Onyx’s presence. He was just too damn fine.
“Thank you again for today. Not just for going, but dinner as well. I don’t think you will ever understand how much it meant to me.” He kissed the corner of my mouth. He moved his hand further up my thigh until he was almost touching the seat of my pants. “It’s hard raising a child with hardly any help. The fact that you stepped in made me fall deeper for you.” Another kiss. “I appreciate you, baby.” Another kiss as his hand massaged my pussy through my pants.
“Mm. You’re welcome.”
Onyx pulled me closer with his free hand and kissed my neck.
“I think you should let me fuck you on the counter,” he whispered against my neck before licking it.
“What about little mama upstairs? What if she wakes up?”
The last thing I needed was his child coming downstairs and catching her father fuck my brains out.
“Don’t worry, she won’t. Plus”—His lips were on mine again—“the way I’m feeling, it won’t take me too long, but I’ll make it up to you.” We shared another kiss.
“What are you waiting for?”
Onyx stood from the chair, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me to the counter and removed my pants and panties. It didn’t take him long to pull his pants down to his ankles and plunge into me.
He didn’t lie when he said it wouldn’t take long, because we were done five minutes later, but we continued in his bedroom until sleep took over.
Me:
Be ready at seven tonight.
As soon asI pressed send, I put my phone back into my pocket, knowing I shouldn’t have.
Just as expected, my phone rang two minutes later.
With a smile, I answered the call after the second ring.
“Don’t ask any questions. Just do what I asked, please.”
“Onyx, what do you mean, don’t ask any questions? I wasn’t aware of any plans, and now you say to be ready. What am I being ready for? What am I supposed to wear? There is no way you thought I wouldn’t have questions.”
I chuckled at Maverick’s rambling. Maverick went with the flow most of the time, but never without asking questions. At times, I indulged her and told her; other times, I kept things a secret. I enjoyed being spontaneous with her. It wasn’t something I normally did, but Maverick had me doing things differently.
