“What’s next on the list?”
“Well, I’ve never planned a wedding before, but I heard the cake was an important part of the day.” We parked outside of the bakery I knew to have a ton of customers at this hour but seemed to be closed.
“As much as I appreciate you wanting to give me my dream wedding, baby, I don’t think they’re open. Maybe we should come back later, you know when eating cake isn’t during breakfast hours.”
“Naw, I keep telling you we moving on my time when we’re together. I got everything handled. We’re eating out of order today and I demand that my Queen Lou will eat cake now because we’re not leaving until we decide on the perfect flavors for our cake.”
“Jokes on you. I already know what flavor I want, lavender lemon with a light glaze frosting is classy stuff,” I joked, making him laugh as he held the door open for me with the scent of goodness hitting me the second I entered.
“Baby, I know I just said I love you, but yeah no, we’re definitely tasting the shit outta some cakes today because none of that goes with pistachio rose,” he teased back.
Still stuck in the clouds of delusion with Courtland, I let him lead me into the bakery where we picked out a wedding cake.
“I promiseI’m on my way right now,” I said to Mickey, who called herself yelling at me through the phone. She won the activity during our planning of date night, and of course, the Mrs.-to-be picked the bridal shop to have us try on our bridesmaids' dresses. I wasn’t mad about the location, just the timing at the moment.
“Johnni, you said that twenty minutes ago. Hurry the hell up. You’re last to go; it’s only three of you heffas.”
I bit down on my lip as my eyes rolled to the back of my head, praying I could contain my moan. I really was on my way, but Courtland’s dick had us pulling a detour with me sitting on it before we made it.
Since the day Courtland proposed to give me my dream wedding, we managed to leave the house every day and it always included his dick deep inside me after finalizing another detail of our wedding.
Today, we only had time for a quickie in the backseat of the truck since we were five minutes from the shop where I was meeting the girls.
“I’m coming, Mickey.” I struggled to push my words out clearly as I rode out my wave. Before I could hear Mickey’s final argument about my lack of punctuality, Courtland grabbed the phone from the middle console, ending the call.
“This is my gotdamn time, Lou. I need to hear you, baby,” he grunted in my ear, freeing my moans to join his. His dick filled me to the max.
“Ooh fuck yes, sing that sweet shit to me.” Not even a second later, I was tossing my head back and coming again.
“Cum with me, Chief. Let me have all of you.” Courtland’s massive arms pulled me closer, holding me tight as he did just that. Taking my mouth with his, he kissed me until my bones were jelly.
Even if I had no idea what I genuinely asked for, he knew exactly what I needed.
I could feel his warm cum overflowing between us, giving me more of a consequence I would later have to deal with. Long gone were the days of me sneaking Plan Bs after our sessions. To be honest, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d taken one. I hadbeen living on the edge of love with my man and letting him fill me with his babies every single day we were together.
“Got fucking damn, Lou,” Courtland said, both of us heavy breathing.
“Baby, get up slow or else this mess will go everywhere,” he said, assisting me up.
“Yeah, I wasn’t thinking when I made this request. Now I’ma be carrying you around all day.”
“Lou, you were already doing that. I’m still in there from yesterday and the day before that and?—”
“Ugh, please don’t remind me. I’m going to need you to either wrap it up or I’ma be sneaking birth control pills next since I keep forgetting to get a Plan B,” I said, now, moving over and grabbing the wipes we kept back here along with extra clothes for both of us. Since we never knew when we would get a moment, we had to be prepared. Hell, I even had clothes and toiletries at his house…ourhouse, as he called it.
Johnni, just say you packed a hoe bag for the truck.
Yeah, it sounded worse when I said it like that, so I didn’t.
“We can pick up condoms after we leave here and keep them in your quickie bag.” He laughed, making me kiss my teeth. I tossed a wipe at him so he could clean himself up.
“Our quickie bag. You benefit from the goodies inside just as much. Now, hurry up. I’m late, as you heard,” I said, using another wipe to collect more of him before I slid on clean panties.
“Yes, ma’am, Queen Lou.” He went to exit the truck when I pulled him back, needing to feel his lips once more. I knew it would be a long ass day before I could kiss them again. Courtland’s hand cuffed my neck, squeezing lightly.
“Unless you want to be another half hour late, I advise you to behave, Lou,” he grumbled between kisses. I groaned, knowing he was right as we separated. Once we were back in our properpositions in the truck, I sat back, adding the necessary touches to make sure I didn’t have any evidence of Courtland being on me.
The short ride down the road had us at the shop in no time.
