She was over by the patio talkin’ with Pluto most of the time, and even though she acted like she was focused on whatever Pluto was sayin’, I caught her lookin’ at me more than once.
Later in the evenin’ when the party started slowin’ down, I finally walked over to her. She saw me comin’ and tried to look like she needed space, but it was too late for all that dumb shit.
I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her into me while pressin’ a kiss against her cheek.
“Kay’Lo,” she murmured like I was annoyin’ her, but she ain’t step away.
My hands rested on her waist while I leaned down close to her ear.
“You done actin’ like you don’t miss me yet?”
She huffed like the question irritated her, but the way she leaned into my chest said otherwise. Her arms slowly lifted around my neck like she was forgettin’ she was supposed to be mad.
I smiled against her hair. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”
She tried to push me back a lil’, but her face ended up tucked against my chest instead. I rubbed her back slow while holdin’ her close, and I could feel the tension she been carryin’ around finally loosenin’.
After a minute, I looked over toward Pressure. “Yo’,” I called. “I’m finna head out.”
He nodded with a grin. “A’ight.”
I took Toni’s hand and walked her back through the house and out to the car.
When I opened the passenger door for her and she settled into the seat, I walked around and got in behind the wheel.
Before startin’ the car, I looked over at her. She was tryna stare straight ahead again. But this time she couldn’t hide what was in her eyes.
I smirked and stared the car, ‘cause at this point the only thing on my mind was gettin’ my wife back home and fuckin’ all that aggression outta her.
“You still actin’ mad?” I groaned in Toni’s ear while I stroked her from the side, my arm wrapped around her throat and my chest pressed against her back.
For days this woman had been givin’ me attitude, rollin’ her eyes and actin’ like I was gettin’ on her nerves. She had been walkin’ past me like I ain’t exist, mumblin’ under her breath and catchin’ lil’ slick attitudes every time I tried to touch her.
But right now, that same attitude was gone.
Right now, she was laid out on the mattress with her leg hooked over mine, moanin’ into the pillow while I pushed my dick deep in her from the side.
“Mmhhmm,” I murmured against her ear, my voice low and rough while I rolled my hips into her again. “I can tell by how wet this pussy is that you wasn’t really mad.”
I pushed deeper just to hear a moan tear from her mouth.
Toni gasped and grabbed the sheets, and her body jerked forward from the force of my thrust while I stayed right behind her, grindin’ slow and heavy.
All that attitude she had been givin’ me all week was gone now. She wasn’t talkin’ slick, rollin’ her eyes, and she definitely wasn’t pushin’ me away.
She was moanin’…
She was pushin’ back.
She was squeezin’ my dick like she had missed me just as much as I had missed her.
“This pussy so wet, baby,” I groaned, my eyes closin’ for a second while I rolled my hips again and let my dick slide deeperinside her. “You been walkin’ around mad, but this pussy been cryin’ for me the whole time.”
Every time I pushed in, I could feel and hear how soaked she was. That wet sound filled the room while my thighs slapped against her ass, and it was drivin’ me crazy.
The more I stroked her, the louder her moans got. Her arm came around behind her, and she reached back until her hand found the side of my face. Her fingers rubbed slow against my cheek while I kept pushin’ into her. That soft touch did somethin’ to me.
“You love me, baby?” I asked, my voice rough while my hand slid from her neck down to her chest.
