I reached for the waistband of her shorts, and she grabbed my wrist to stop me.
“It’s been a long day, Russell. I need to shower first.”
“And wash off the flavor I love to savor? Nah. That’s not necessary.”
This time, she willingly eased out of her bottoms, and when I saw her pussy, my mouth watered, and my dick stiffened. I grabbed her ankles, pulled her to the edge of the bed, and had my fill. I made sure to eat her pussy so good, I wouldn’t need another dose for a full day, possibly two.
After she sprayed me with her nectar, and it was dripping from my chin, I pushed my pants down to release my dick. I put her ankles on my shoulders, and she grabbed my dick and guided it into her center.
Time was of the essence, but we didn’t need much to bring each other to ecstasy. Her pussy was still trembling from the pleasure my mouth provided, so adding my dick to the mix took her to another level.
I delivered multiple hard, deep strokes, and we reached the point of no return simultaneously. I couldn’t think of a better way to end the week and start the weekend.
I left my bedroom, and the sounds of giggles filled my ears. When I reached the kitchen, I peeked around the corner to find Rose, Bliss, and Oaklyn at the island. The two little ones were standing on chairs, and Rose was between them, helping them add ingredients to a large mixing bowl.
“Titi Wose, can I eat it now?” Bliss asked.
“No, baby. They aren’t ready to eat yet, and you’ll get a stomachache.”
“It make you tummy hurt?” Oaklyn questioned, rubbing her stomach.
“Yes, and we don’t want our tummies to hurt, right?” Rose asked.
Both girls nodded in agreement.
“Okay, Oaklyn. Can you pick up that cup and pour that in the bowl?”
Oaklyn nodded. She slowly picked up a measuring cup with eggs and poured them into the bowl.
“Yay!” Bliss cheered.
“Good job, Oaklyn. Give me a high five,” Rose said, holding her hand up for Oaklyn.
When their hands connected, Oaklyn released a giggle that went straight to a nigga’s heart. Bliss had already softened me and could get almost anything she wanted from her Unco Wuss. But knowing what Oaklyn had been through, what she’d probably witness in her short three years of life, then seeing a genuine smile or hearing a giggle from deep down in her littlebelly, softened me in a way I’d never experienced and I couldn’t explain.
“Are you girls in here making a mess?” I teased as I entered the kitchen.
“No mess, Unco Wuss. We make cookies wif Titi Wose,” Bliss said.
“That sounds fun. Can I help?”
Bliss and Oaklyn nodded eagerly before Oaklyn said, “You gotta wash you hands first.”
I chuckled as I took direction from someone who barely came to my knees. When I returned to the island to join the trio, I had the duty of mixing the cookie dough. Once it was mixed to Rose’s liking, the four of us used our hands to add big chunks of dough to the cookie tray.
“I like dis part, Miss Wose,” Oaklyn said.
“Me too, Titi,” Bliss added.
Once we put them in the oven, we washed our hands, and the girls insisted on sitting in front of the oven to watch them cook. I turned the oven light on, and Rose and I stood behind them and leaned against the counter.
I put my arm around her, and she wrapped hers around my waist and rested her head on my chest. We listened as the girls talked about the cookies and other random things. It was the most I’d ever heard Oaklyn talk, and it was refreshing.
The girls had already been fed when they arrived, so once the cookies were done, we all sat at the table and enjoyed them with a glass of milk. You would’ve thought they’d never had chocolate chip cookies before the way they raved about how good they were.
When they finished, Rose took them to the bathroom and helped them bathe, brush their teeth, and get ready for bed. They returned to the living room, and I hadThe Princess andthe Frogqueued to watch. Of course, they fell asleep halfway through.
Once we got them tucked away in the queen-sized bed in the guest room, we retired to our bedroom. I could tell that Rose was in her head, so I asked her what was on her mind.
