12. Legacy

Legacy

SIX WEEKS LATER

S pending the night at my place every other weekend had become a routine for us.

On the weekends that he had Kayson, I would go and spend one day with them, usually on Saturday afternoons.

But that only happened every other visit, because it was important to him and me that he had time alone with Kayson.

I leaned into Legend as we walked from the art museum we had just finished touring. We were heading down the block to our evening cooking class.

“Can we skip the cooking class?”

“No. You said that you wanted to learn how to cook this Mediterranean chicken, cauliflower rice, and cucumber salad.”

“I’m tired. I just want a back rub and some good sex.”

“Feed me, and you can have everything that you want, girl.”

I smiled up at him and squeezed his arm tight. I was falling in love with this man more each day. I had yet to say that to him, because I didn’t want to scare him off. I didn’t know the truth about what happened between his ex-wife and him, but I knew that it was traumatic.

We crossed the street, and he pulled the door open to the studio.

The fragrant aroma of garlic and onions wafted in the air from other classes that were going on.

Caribbean music played somewhere in the background.

The studio was breezy, and I soon figured out why after we signed in and stepped into the studio we were assigned to.

Large casement windows opened and allowed the unexpected late summer breeze to flow through. Ferns hung from the ceilings between the windows.

There were six large tables about the size of chemistry tables throughout the classroom. We found the one with our name on it and walked to it after washing our hands.

“Welcome, everyone. My name is Phoebe, and this is Andreas,” a woman with long, dark hair and translucent green eyes introduced herself and her partner.

“We’re excited to welcome you to tonight’s session.

I am from Croatia, and Andreas is from Portugal.

It is an honor to bring a dish to you tonight that represents our cultures,” Phoebe stated.

“Hello, everyone. As Phoebe stated, I am Andreas, and I have twenty-two years in the cooking industry, and Phoebe has eighteen. I know, I know. She looks too young to have been cooking that long, but she started at two.”

Everyone laughed. Andreas talked a bit more about himself, and so did Phoebe, before we introduced ourselves. After we finished with the introductions, we set about cooking the meal.

“You did good, ma,” Legend declared when we tasted our meal.

“We did good, baby.” I tipped up on my toes and kissed him as he smacked my ass.

“Well, if your cooking does all that, maybe you need to be teaching this class,” a woman named Regina, whom we affectionately called Reggie, at the table beside us declared.

I giggled, and she winked at me. We made small talk with her and her best friend before class was dismissed.

“Now that I’ve fed you, can we go home so that you can feed me?”

“Baby, you can have whatever you like.”

“Don’t tell me that. I’ll leave your ass laid out, dried out, and tired out.”

“What did you say? You gon’ suck a nigga dry?” he asked, opening the car door for me.

I sucked my teeth. “It depends. Are you gonna reciprocate?”

He smacked his hand against his chest. “I feel hit. A nigga don’t hook you up?”

“Well, not the last time.”

“Girl, ya ass is spoiled, that’s all. I put this dick on you, and you fell asleep.”

“You were supposed to wake me up with your tongue, baby.” I pouted, and he shook his head, snickered, and jogged to the other side of the car.

“Let me feed you, baby.”

“I don’t want any ice cream,” he mumbled.

“I know what you really want, but just like you made me wait, I’m gonna make you wait too.”

I slid the spoon of mint chocolate chip ice cream between my lips and slowly pulled it out.

“Mm.” I moaned at the delicious, cold, minty flavor and closed my eyes. Before I could do it again, my container of ice cream and my spoon were snatched out of my hands. “Hey,” I declared before Legacy slid me off him and plopped me onto my back.

He snatched my sleep shorts off my body and dragged my panties with them. I placed my fingers over my clit and massaged it. I arched my back and rocked my hips.

“You can’t have none. You can look, but you can’t come in.”

“Shhiiid,” he grumbled, ripping his T-shirt off his body.

“You’re gonna make my ice cream melt, Leggie.”

He rolled his eyes. “Girl, this ice cream ’bout to be put to good use,” he promised.

“If it ain’t in my mouth, it’s not being put to use. You’re just yapping now and not making shit shake.”

I rocked my head to the side as he grabbed my tub of ice cream and the spoon. He scooped out just a little. I watched as he slowly moved toward me. I opened my mouth and allowed him to slip the spoon into it. I clamped my teeth on the spoon, ensuring I sucked it off before he pulled it back.

He scooped another spoonful, and I opened my mouth. But he surprised me by dipping his hand low and putting that shit on my pussy.

“Damn, Legend.”

“Shut up and feed me, girl.”

His mouth clamped over my mound, and he sucked it off. He repeated the process, but I noticed how his gaze looked uncertain as he stared at me.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked when he sucked the second scoop off my pussy.

“Ya ass ain’t freezing? That shit would’ve instantly made my dick go down.”

I shook my head and fingered my nipples. “I love cold things. It’s actually a turn-on for me.”

“Let me find out li’l baby is a freak, while everybody thinks she’s quiet. Li’l baby ’bout to turn my ass out up here,” he teased, laughing at me.

He scooped some ice cream on his thumb and placed it on my nipples. He massaged it into my left breast and sucked it off my right nipple. My legs opened wide, and I grabbed his free hand. With my nipple between his teeth, he looked into my eyes.

“Whacha doin’, li’l ma?”

“Trying to get you to play in my pussy.”

His fingers slicked across my clit and then parted my pussy lips. He plunged one thumb in and pulled it out before he slid another finger in.

“You like that, baby?” Legend asked around my nipple.

“Mm-hmm.”

He sucked on my nipple and pulled back.

“Let me see you play with that pussy, Ace.” While my friends and family called me Lacy for short, he called me Ace. He said I was his Ace of Spades, which represented good luck and power.

He slipped his fingers out and sucked them as he watched me slide my fingers inside myself. I slowly slid them in and out, soaking them as I drove them further inside. My eyes drifted closed as I basked in the sloshing sound my wet pussy made. It became juicier and juicier the more I played in it.

Legend’s teeth sank into his bottom lip, and his eyes drooped low. I watched as his hand slid into his basketball shorts.

“Let me see sumin’, ma.”

I propped my left leg up on the back of the couch and added a third finger. My hips drove up as I pleasured myself. Legend grabbed my hand and sucked my fingers into his mouth. He cleaned them before he dropped to his knees.

“What’re you doing?” I asked coyly.

“I’m ’bout to get a taste of that soft, wet, gushy stuff. Let that waterfall gush out on this tongue.”

“Baby, sit up here on the couch,” I stated and patted the seat.

He climbed up and sat down. I sat up and moved in front of him. Pressing my hands into the wall, I put my knees on either side of his head, resting them on the back of the couch. I hovered my pussy above his face and asked, “Can I sit on my throne?”

“Sit ya ass on this face, baby, and let ya man eat.”

I did as he told me to and used my arm and thigh muscles to keep myself lifted. Within seconds, though, his hands were splayed underneath my ass, giving me the support that I needed.

I bounced softly in his hands, feeding him as my pussy lips dragged up and down his lips. He slowly slid his tongue out and swiped through my folds, forcing me to stop sliding and exchange it for short, gyrating moves instead.

The pleasure was too powerful for me to hold still, and I felt myself swaying back.

“I got you, pretty baby. Lay back and let me eat.” Legend’s arms extended outward, and I lay back, allowing his arms and hands to support me. Legend feasted on my pussy until I was delirious. My legs quaked and trembled on the sides of his face, and I did not want him to stop.

He slowly lowered me after I came and positioned me in front of the couch. “Put your hands on the back of the couch and rest one foot on the arm of the couch,” Legend instructed.

I did as he requested and thrust my ass out. “That’s it, pretty girl.” It took him a few seconds before he plunged inside of me. We did not use condoms anymore since we were tested together and shared our results.

It felt good having him bare inside of me. I could feel every vein and throb, and when he released deep inside of me, I could feel the contractions and releases of his dick as his cum spurted out.

My pussy clenched tightly around him, and as I milked him, I released my orgasm as well. I clenched so tightly around him that he had difficulty pulling out.

His arms wrapped around me, closing under my breasts. Legend gently lowered my head and nipped at my shoulder.

“I love you,” I stated softly. I felt him go still and hold his breath. Had I spoken those words too soon? “No need to reciprocate. You don’t have to feel pressured. I just needed you to know how intense my feelings are for you, baby.”

His body slowly relaxed, and he kissed me across my shoulders before he spun me around. I stared up at him, scared of what I might see reflected in his eyes, but his expression was unreadable. He dragged a finger over my lips, and I tasted the damp muskiness of my scent.

When he removed his finger, he covered my mouth with his kiss. He pressed against my lips, forcing them open. He sucked on my tongue, and I groaned underneath him. Legend grabbed my hand, and while I thought he would have me grab his dick again, he pressed it against his chest.

“There are seven people right here. That’s it.

Kayson, my parents, my sister and brother, Courtland, and now you.

That’s all I have room for. If you break out of this space, it will rip, and all those other people held in here .

. . will fall too. Don’t break my heart, baby.

Because if you break me, it will break so many others. I love you, Legacy.”

My heart exploded out of my chest.

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