He brushed his nose against hers. “Tell me.”
She tried to breathe through the knot forming in her chest. “I…don’t know if we’re even…”
His hand slid behind her thigh, pulling her a little closer. “Marai…” He moaned it like only he was allowed to. “Stop playin’ with me. Tell me.”
Her lips parted…her eyes softened…all her walls loosened under the weight of him. “You asking me that right now?” she breathed, fingertips smoothing over his hairline.
“I’m asking you exactly when I want to know,” he answered, voice low and sure. “I just flew across a few states ‘cause I needed to see your face. You think I’m not serious?”
Her chest rose, her breasts pushing into him.
He kissed her jaw, then the corner of her mouth and then her cheek.
Her breath shook when he got to her ear. “Tell me if you want a future with me.”
His hand tightened gently on her hip. “Tell me if you want a family with me.”
He paused, eyes locked with hers. “Tell me if you wantmybabies.”
Meadow stared at him, unblinking.
The tournament glow still sat on his skin, his eyes darker than usual, his voice warm like something that belonged to her even if neither of them had said it out loud.
She dragged both hands down his face, thumb brushing his bottom lip. “I didn’t expect you to ask me that,” she breathed. “But…yes, I want that…withyou.”
Zaire didn’t move at first.
He let her words hit him, let them sit there.
Then his eyes closed, and a warm, rough sound slipped from him as relief filled him.
Zaire kissed her again.
Meadow’s hands roamed his back, gripping the hem of his hoodie as if she could pull him even closer.
When he finally pulled back, his mouth hovered over hers. “That’s all I wanted to hear,” he breathed, the words sliding from his chest like they’d been waiting. “I’m not askin’ out of nowhere. I know what I want, and I know who I want it with.”
Meadow swallowed hard, her voice trembling in her throat. “You sure?”
“I ain’t never been more sure about anything in my life,” he assured her.
She brushed her lips against his again, softly but fully covering his, and he pressed his forehead to hers one more time. “We gon’ get there,” he added, thumb tracing her jaw. “Not today…not tomorrow…but one day? You gon’ be the mother of my kids.”
Meadow choked on her own breath, her eyes glassing over.
She lifted her bottom up, just enough to pull his dick out of his pants.
“That’s what you on?”
“Let me handle that,” she snickered, but there was no humor in her voice.
Pushing her panties to the side, she sank down on him slowly, inch by inch until he was snugly inside of her. “Ooouuu,” Meadow whined, lifting her nightgown over her head.
Zaire’s hands immediately went to her breasts, squeezing and tugging at her hard nipples.
Music from the house surround sound filled the room and had Zaire’s girthy dick not been planted inside of her, she would’ve laughed at Tia, knowing this was all her doing.
Zaire was amused and happy that he could fuck Meadow like he wanted too without her screams filling the hallway. “Ride this dick…it’s yours right?”
