“This is for us?” Kira Jakes, Baby’s assistant baker, asked.
“Hell yeah. JC and Isaac, y’all better tell ’em how we turn up,” I stated, chuckling as Eli and I both pulled more bottles out and passed them around until they were gone. Once those were gone, we passed out $400 gift cards to Dawson Castle’s Steakhouse.
“Damn, these ain’t cheap gifts,” Warren, Baby’s pastry chef, declared.
“We don’t do shit cheap around here,” I declared. “But we appreciate you all like that.”
“Thank you, man,” Isaac declared.
“Thank, my girl here. It was her idea to give out gifts for your day of service,” I explained.
They all took turns thanking Baby just before the fireworks started. It was right on time, too, because my ass was getting hornier than a muthafucka. I stood and pulled her out of her chair.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
“We’ll see y’all later. We’re heading closer to the action,” I lied, and I bobbed my head toward the other side where the activities were set up at.
In reality, we walked to the far side of the park. I had already asked Eli to take care of our chairs and things so that she and I could have some private time.
“What’s this about?” she asked when we walked upon a basket and a cooler.
I opened it, removed two blankets and the wineglasses, and I removed the bottle of wine from the cooler.
“This is about as much as I enjoyed today, I missed my woman.” I opened the wine bottle and poured some into our glasses.
“We got to spend time together, babe.”
“Sporadically and not like I would have wanted to. This is our time,” I expressed, pulling her down on my lap. I covered our laps with the blanket, and I nuzzled her neck.
“That sounds romantic.”
“Mm-hmm,” I murmured against her ear as I licked the shell of it.
“What are you doing?” she asked, giggling and leaning her head to the side so that I could kiss her neck.
“Exactly what you want me to do.”
“So, you’re going to do what I tell you to do?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Mm.” She moaned and grabbed my hand. When she slid it underneath the blanket, my fingers easily found the hem of her sundress and tugged it upward.
“Is this what you wanted?” I asked, nipping her shoulder and tracing the lace at the edge of her panties.
“You’re getting close.”
“How about this?” I asked, sliding her panties to the side.
“Mm, much closer,” she whimpered, spreading her legs apart.
My fingers circled her clitoris and gently tugged. “You like the way this feels?”
“That’s real nice, bae. More.”
“How about this?” I asked, plunging two fingers inside of her.
“More.”
