“You know damn well what you do to me, Zeus.” Her natural scent traveled to my nose, igniting my blood. “Just thinking about what you do to me is making me wet right now. So, yes, you’re being irrational.”
I didn’t hear anything after “wet”. By then, I had Pen pinned against the counter.
Giggling, she fisted my beater and pulled me closer. When she kissed me, I inhaled her lips like I hadn’t had them in years.
“Turn around,” I commanded between kisses.
She did as I asked with a blaze burning in her eyes. Knowing she had to assist me, she shimmied out of her shorts and panties, then bent over and grabbed her ankles. With the head of my stiff dick, I rubbed on her juicy pussy, loving how soaked she was. Pushing inside her was akin to ecstasy.
“I haven’t had my pussy in days, Baby.” Groaning, my head tilted back on my shoulders as she moaned. The fit was tight, so tight and wet that I had to look down and admire my woman’s goodness.
“Damn,” I commented. She had my entire length coated in her nectar. I hit her deep, grunting when she took it.
“Zoo!” she gasped.
Her whimpers drove me insane. As she took my deep blows, she never let go of her ankles. That shit had me on one.
Glancing over her shoulder, she made eye contact with me. Her glazed expression mirrored mine.
“I love what you do to me, Baby,” she moaned right before her pussy gripped me so tight, she triggered me to nut.
“Fuck!” I stiffened behind her while she threw her ass back and drained me dry while cumin’ all over my dick.
PENELOPE
As Zoo and I showered, I fought back the tears I’d been holding in all day. When he wasn’t around, I cried. I cried because all I saw when I closed my eyes, was him hitting the ground. Iremembered the way I screamed, and the way my heart left my chest, not knowing how badly he’d been injured.
That night was etched into my brain to the point where I couldn’t sleep without being underneath him. However, by day, I found myself avoiding him until I formed a rational reason for why I was upset with him.
I’d never been in love, and I wasn’t expecting to lose myfirstlove. Zoo scared the hell out of me, and truthfully, I was mad at myself for loving him so much that I couldn’t live without him. This type of love was dangerous. It caused sleepless nights, jars of tears, and broken hearts, none of which I wanted to endure.
Yet, in the days since Zoo had been shot, I’d experience all those emotions and then some. One emotion I couldn’t let go of even if I tried was fear. I was so afraid to lose this man.
“What’s on ya mind?” he asked while rinsing off.
Shaking my head, I replied, “Nothing.” He continued to stare, causing me to say, “I can’t wait until you can pick me up again.”
Deflection was key as it did what I expected. He attacked me just as I darted out of the shower, laughing when he almost slipped. Zoo and I needed to stay on the path of healing in our relationship. Admittedly, I was the one causing the drama when he was being everything I thought he wouldn’t be to me.
Grabbing my moisturizer, I applied it to my skin while watching him dry off. The bullet wound was still evident and would be for the rest of his life. I had a love/hate relationship with the scar. It was a sign of Zoo’s bravery and fearlessness.
“My parents are comin’ over for dinner,” he mentioned.
Scoffing at his reflection in the mirror, I said, “You could’ve told me your parents were coming for dinner before we decided to bless the kitchen.”
Zoo dropped a kiss on my neck and grinned. “If you’on put some clothes on, we gon’ end up blessin’ this bathroom in a minute.”
The smile I tried to fight blossomed across my face. What was on the tip of my tongue to say died when the motion sensors alerted that someone was pulling into the yard.
Checking his phone, Zoo mumbled, “Shit.”
“Who is it?”
“Thing One and Two,” he answered.
He disappeared from the bathroom seconds later. I finished moisturizing, dressed, then went to find Zoo. In the living room, Zoo was talking to two men, who I instantly knew were Smiths. Zoo heavily favored the men who were definitely twins, although one happened to have the same snarl on his face that Zoo wore when he was upset.
All eyes trained on me with me smiling, shyly.
