Unwrapping my sandwich, I apprehensively took a bite. The lettuce was crisp, and the tomato was perfectly ripe. She’d even added some flavor to the simple entrée.
“Why’re you eating it like that?”
Slowly chewing, I inspected the sandwich some more. Pen was my baby, but this was different for her, coming to bring me lunch and all.
“I’on know; maybe you want my insurance or somethin’.”
Pen tried to take the sandwich again, this time succeeding. She took a big bite, then shoved it back in my hand.
“You happy now?”
“I’m just sayin’,” I explained. “You’ve never surprised me before.”
Sighing, Pen blinked, then rolled her eyes. “That’s changing today. You’ve been by my side more than I can ever ask you to be. I want to show you the same love and support. Is that okay?”
I motioned her over to take residence back in my lap. We fed each other the rest of our sandwiches with me gazing into her brown eyes. The Pen I met this summer was still behind those beautiful orbs. The Pen that peered back at me now was softer, sweeter. However, both sides of the woman made me fall in love with her.
“I love everything about you, you know that?”
She shyly smiled, like this was my first time ever telling her that I love her. The day for me to put a ring on her finger had long past. Once I envisioned her pregnant with my seed, that was the moment I should’ve proposed to her. I needed to make that shit right and soon.
“I love you, too, Baby—all of you. There’s nothing I would change about you.”
“Not even theno home trainingme?”
She laughed and shook her head. “Not even him. I love him, too. He keeps me on my toes and makes me hysterically laugh at the funny things he does. Despite how I react in the moment, I enjoy you not being so serious. I realize how much fun life is with you, and I’ll never take it for granted.”
“Hm. So, not only did you surprise me, but now you’re tryna make a nigga shed a tear?”
Throwing her head back, Pen busted out laughing. I took that time to kiss on her neck. Her laugh soon turned into a moan.
“Aight, don’t start nothing you’re not willing to finish in here,” I mumbled.
She rubbed her pussy on my dick, instantly bricking me up. Her fingers fumbled with my belt and zipper.
“Stand up,” I commanded.
Swiftly, she moved to her feet. Of her own will, she turned to face my desk. I had her panties torn off and skirt around her waist before she could bend over.
“Ooohh!” she shuddered and cooed as I entered her soaking wet pussy.
“Damn! You stay ready for me, Baby,” I praised.
Pen had the best pussy. Her shit had me in its grip—literally. My eyes glazed over, and my vision blurred while watching my dick move in and out of her. Fingers digging in her skin, I held tightly to her hips, begging her to have her way with me. Once my baby learned how to take me in this position, she’d been throwing her ass backtoofucking good. So good that, in this position, she dominated me.
Hand around her throat, I turned her face to mine to smother her with a kiss as her walls rippled and collapsed around my dick.
“It’s mine forever,” I whispered in her ear. Seconds later, I came so hard and rested my body on her back until I gained enough strength to pull my ass together.
Micah stumbled out of Bible study like he’d drank a whole six pack before going in there to do his deacon duties. His car was the only one left in the parking lot, yet the woman who hustled out of the building behind him ran off in the opposite direction of where he was parked.
Shaking my head, I waited for the good deacon to start his car and pull out of the lot before following him. If our information was correct, he was headed to make a drop. Just in case he decided to deviate from his routine, we had to catch him where we knew he’d be.
“What if this nigga doesn’t know where he is?”
“Then we move on,” I told Brooklyn.
He didn’t like that and neither did I.
