Page 30 of A Major Love

“They are so beautiful.”

I didn’t know if he’d created the painting from memory or if he’d been creeping on my social media pages, but every one of them captured the essence of me, and I was in complete awe. I covered the paintings and left the room, still amazed by Major’s talent.

This was a big house for one man who only had his daughter part-time, but if his intention was to get married and have more children, I guess it made sense. I traveled back down the hallway to his bedroom and slowly pushed the door open, wiping my eyes to hide any evidence of my tears.

He was lying in the middle of his California king-sized bed with his hands behind his head, looking at the ceiling. I leaned against the doorframe and watched his chest go up and down, unsure if he’d had enough time to cool off.

“Come lay with me,” he said barely above a whisper.

“Are you sure? You seemed pretty upset, and I?—”

“Come, Lovie.”

I kept my eyes on him as I slowly approached, climbing on top of the bed when I reached the side. I tried to lie next to him, but he pulled me on top of him instead. He wrapped his arms around my body as I rested my head on his chest. Immediately, our breathing synced, and the tension between us disappeared.

It seemed as if it had been a lifetime since we’d been together this way, and I honestly didn’t think we’d ever be like this again. Deep down, I was hopeful, but I didn’t let the possibility consume me. There had been no calls, texts, emails, comments on social media posts, or letters exchanged between us that would have led me to believe this was possible.

I didn’t know what to expect when I saw Major. When I wasn’t dreaming about our first interaction, I lay awake, anticipating how I would feel when I saw him. At first, I wanted to hold on to the anger and resentment I had for him, but I was fighting a losing battle.

I wouldn’t pretend that a future with Major wouldn’t be the answer to my silent prayers, but I wasn’t completely sold. When someone hurt you the way Major hurt me, the damage didn’t disappear after a few heated kisses and immaculate head.

He’d have to do a lot more than eat my pussy to completely win me over. I was too old to allow my lady parts to control all aspects of my life. I’d be in town for a while, working on his memoir, and I wasn’t opposed to spinning the block. Hell, Nelly and Ashanti were apart for ten years before they reunited, and things seemed to be working well for them.

“We’ve lost too much time to argue over stupid shit,” he said.

“I agree.”

“I’ve been loving you from afar for too long. I want to love you up close and personal, out loud, and proud. I don’t want to hide, I don’t want to push down my feelings, and I don’t want there to be any confusion about who you are and what you meanto me. I’ll let you lead with this, but I need you to understand how I’m coming.”

I lifted my head to look at him, but all I could see was his beard, something he didn’t have the last time I saw him. I reached up and grabbed it, combing my fingers through it before massaging his chin.

“I like you with the beard.”

“Me too. Especially when it’s saturated in your juices and immersed in your scent.”

“Wow. That nasty mind and mouth of yours hasn’t changed a bit.”

“The only thing that’s changed about me is the depth of my love for you. Why don’t you have a seat on my face and let me show you?”

My nipples hardened, and my pussy throbbed at the sheer mention of him putting his mouth on me, and it didn’t matter what part of my body it was. He moved his hands to my sides and slowly eased my dress up until my ass was exposed.

I didn’t bother putting on any underwear after I showered, so the dress was the only item of clothing in his way. He massaged my ass cheeks while simultaneously pressing me against his erection. I let my legs fall to the side of his body, allowing the friction between us to deepen.

“After you cum on my face, I’m gon’ cum on yours, then I’m gon’ fill you with my seeds. Get up here.”

I didn’t need to be coaxed into riding Major’s face, so I sat up, pulled my dress over my head, and climbed up his body. Before I could brace myself, using the headboard, he latched on.

“Oh damn!”she screamed.

I locked my arms around the top of her thighs and pulled her down. I’d dreamed of the day I could taste her again, so I planned to dine on her delicacy as often as she let me. I could lick, kiss, and suck to my heart’s desire, and there wasn’t shit she could do but take it.

My tongue left no part of her pussy untouched, dipping in and out of her hole, licking between every crevice, and sucking on her clit. She went from screaming my name to calling on the Lord, but He must have been busy.

The dam broke, and she bucked like she was riding a horse. Had I not been holding her upper thighs, she would’ve flown across the room. I didn’t let up until she was begging me to stop.I released her, with one of her legs tucked against the side of my face, and the other flung across my forehead.

I chuckled as I lifted her leg and rolled away from her body. She had about thirty seconds to get herself together before my dick was in her mouth. I stood next to the bed and undressed, then walked around to the other side with my dick standing at attention, where Dynastie’s head was.

“You ready to return the favor?” I asked as I stroked my dick.