Mickey, the man breathing right now is turning your ass the fuck on.
That was true. I was attracted to my boyfriend a little too much.
Maybe this isn’t a good idea, mixing this type of pleasure with all this business.
While I sat in my thoughts, Burkeley addressing me made me give him all my attention again.
“Friends? That’s cute. Whatever lie you have to tell yourself to make it easier for you to put the pussy on me I’m good with, as long as you know I’m not no little friend. I know it was a couple hours ago, but let me remind you of some of my titles in your life: your man, Peanut’s father, and now lover can be added to the list.”
“Ugh…and yet that mouth of yours keepsremindingme of how this is a bad idea.” I closed my eyes as I rubbed my temples, doing my best to calm the throb aching at this point.
“Naw, I’m simply helping you not forget my role in this situation. I can keep it anyway you want me too, M&M. If you feel like adding in me dicking you down from time to…wait, how often will you need my skilled services? I mean, you already know how I’m moving behind you and Peanut. It doesn’t matter, shit, we can put that in the category of late night food runs if that will help keep your feelings in check.”
“The more you talk, the more I’m inclined to keep my good pussy to myself. Ya know what, keep it up. Maybe I should consider the alternative.” I tapped on my chin, pretending to actually think of options I didn’t have.
“McKay, tell me, what does lying to yourself really do, huh? Because as long as we’re together, that’s my shit. So what, avariety of toys? Because that’s your only alternative as long as you’re mine. If it ain’t me then it better be a double A battery or chargeable bed buddy. I already told you, ain’t no cheating in our relationship.” Burkeley’s tone carried aggression that had me squirming in my damn seat, doing a slow rub against my throbbing clit. The slickness between my folds had me clearing my throat.
“My hands work just fine, thank you.”
Another lie. They hadn’t been able to get the job done since all the changes my body was going through, including my hands swelling and hurting, making it extremely difficult to get myself right.
“You’re only saying that because now you’re trying to convince yourself you don’t want to do this with me anymore. Hands, toys, or pillow pets won’t ever compare to the way I’ma take care of your body, McKay. I promise you’re in good hands, my hands.” He winked and I fought my smile as I rolled my eyes.
“Seriously, BK. Can you handle this part without making it complicated?”
The question should’ve been more for myself, but I figured it was too late to ask. I just hoped the dick was small or weak and it would make this decision easier for me when it was time to walk away from Burkeley.
“Seriously, M&M, I can handle whatever you put on me. There is one thing though that might have you completely changing your mind, but we can talk about that later.” I was sure he meant it in a sexual way, but that was enough for me. Hell, I was too fucking horny to keep going in circles that I didn’t even allow my mind to process his statement fully without answering prematurely.
“Whatever it is, I’ll do it.”
Burkeley took a sip of his drink before his cocky grin began to spread and I sat back in my chair, already wanting to take my words back.
“You’re saying that now. And as tempted as I am to bring it up here, one thing at a time for you and Peanut for the night.”
I took a bite out of my salad while my mind now played around with the next important question.
When would we start? I pray like hell he says tonight. You’re not that in need, Mickey, damn, chill.
Of course, Burkeley knew where my mind was because with my mouth full of salad and now going for a few gator bites to add in for my next one, he answered my unasked question.
“We can try it out tonight if you want. I’ll go easy on you. We can call it a pre-trial ride.”
“Easy on me?” I laughed a little too hard and loud for us to be in public but Burkeley was comical right now.
“BK, you’re talking big shit like you got that for real. I mean not to toot my own pussy—” I leaned back and rubbed my swollen belly, using it as evidence to further prove my case.
“There’s a reason why there is a whole baby in here right now. I should be telling you to get your icy hot ready, because easy or not, I got a feeling I’ma cause you to pull a muscle or something fucking with me.”
This time it was him laughing uncontrollably to the point that he reached for his water to help catch his breath. He was doing the most.
“Don’t bring my baby into this. Peanut is an innocent bystander. But, baby, icy hot is a good one. So tonight though?”
I wanted to correct him when he called Peanut his, but honestly, it sounded nice and I hated to ruin my personal fantasy I had begun to form since Saturday.
I nodded as I put my eyes on my food, unable to look at him. My cheeks were burning from blushing so damn hard.
I had officially fucked up and caught feelings for my boyfriend.
