Page 124 of Addicted

Ish’s mouth dropped open. Then he looked at Stone, then back at me. “So that’s why you was throwing up and shit on the way back from St. John,” he said.

I laughed. “Yeah. That’s why.”

Ish stared at the ultrasound pictures for another moment, then broke into a huge grin.

“Yo, that’s crazy,” he said. “Congratulations. For real.”

“Thank you,” I said, my heart swelling.

Then Ish’s grin got even bigger. “Wait, so I’m ‘bout to be an uncle?”

Stone and I both laughed.

“Yeah, man,” Stone said. “You gon’ be an uncle.”

Ish shook his head, still grinning. “That’s wild. I can’t wait to tell Destiny.”

We finished dinner, the mood light and happy.

As I sat there, surrounded by the two people I loved most in the world, I realized something. My life was perfect. Absolutely perfect. And it was only going to get better from here.

Chapter 23

Indie

I woke up to the feeling of Stone’s tongue between my legs.

My eyes were still closed, my body still half-asleep, but the sensation was unmistakable. A moan escaped my lips and my eyes fluttered open. Stone was between my thighs, his hands gripping my hips, his face buried in my pussy like it was his last meal.

Our eyes locked, and the look on his face made my breath catch. It was full of raw, unrestrained need. Like he could never get enough of me no matter how hard he tried. I loved that look.

“Good morning,” I whispered, my voice thick with sleep and arousal.

Stone didn’t respond. Didn’t say a word.

He just kept eating me with even more passion, his tongue moving in slow, deliberate circles around my clit before dipping inside me. His eyes never left mine.

“Oh my God,” I moaned, my head falling back against the pillow as my hips rolled against his face.

Stone groaned against me, the vibration sending shockwaves through my body. He was devouring me. Consuming me. My thighs started to tremble, and I knew I was close.

“Stone,” I gasped. “I’m gonna—”

He sucked my clit into his mouth, hard, and that was it. I came with a cry, my back arching off the bed, my thighs clamping around his head.

I felt myself gush, wetting his face and the sheets beneath me, but Stone didn’t stop. He kept licking, kept sucking, drawing out every last wave of my orgasm until I was shaking and gasping for air.

Finally, he pulled back, his lips and chin glistening with my wetness. Before I could even catch my breath, he climbed on top of me, positioning himself between my legs. And then he was inside me in one deep, hard stroke that made me cry out.

“Good morning, baby,” he said, his voice low and rough.

He started moving, his strokes deep and deliberate, hitting that spot inside me that made my toes curl. The sound of him diving inside my wet pussy filled the room, turning me on even more.

Stone pressed his forehead to mine with his eyes locked on my face as he pounded into me relentlessly.

“You wet my face up, huh?” he growled. “You gon’ come again on this dick?”

“Yes, daddy!”