Chapter 8 #2
“Yes, a group of flamingos is called a flamboyance,” she educated me. “And with the way they are crowding around me, I think they are welcoming me to the gang,” Milani giggled, and stuck her tongue out.
“I caught that. It’s the perfect shot,” Ruben announced, reminding us of his presence.
“Come closer, Sneaux. This would be the perfect picture right by the water,” Milani pleaded.
“Yes, get in there,” Ruben encouraged.
I followed suit, standing next to Milani with my hand low. Milani was in her element, loving the close proximity to the pink birds.
“Relax, they aren’t going to hurt you,” Milani chirped.
“Look at the birds for a few candid shots,” Ruben instructed.
A few flamingos walked over to me and slowly pecked away at the food in my hand.
“Perfect. You ladies look amazing. Do you want some solo shots? If so, I know the perfect spot.”
“Yes, I want all of the shots to remember our first baecation,” Milani gushed.
We took more than enough solo and couple pictures.
On top of the beautiful flamingos, the island had a separate side for the iguanas, which we visited when we were done with the flamingos.
Ruben and Milani were picking up the iguanas, but I wasn’t with any of that shit.
Milani was in her element with the animals, and I could tell she was having the time of her life.
We were having so much fun that by the time Ruben left, he was thirty minutes past his departure time and panicked about being late to his granddaughter’s birthday party.
After Ruben left, we made our way to our reserved cabana and ate lunch while overlooking the water.
Milani’s spirit was relaxed, and that was all I could ask for.
Before Ruben rushed off, he told us to stay until the last water taxi left the island so we could enjoy the sunset.
After being in and out of the water all day, that was the best way to end our time on the beach. Milani pulled me into her arms and kissed me on the top of my forehead. “I appreciate you so much for this trip. Getting my mind off things with my mom. I needed this more than you could imagine.”
“Of course. I know we said four days because I wanted to recreate the graduation trip I planned for you in the past, but we can definitely extend the trip,” I suggested.
“No. Four days is plenty. We can’t ghost your parents forever.”
“Shiiiiiiiiit,” I laughed.
“You’re still really good with animals. You haven’t lost your love for them. I promise, when you left Macy behind, I felt like something really bad had happened to you and your mother. I never thought you would abandon Macy.”
“I didn’t want to leave my baby girl, but she had a tracker, so my mom wouldn’t let me take her,” Milani vented, running her hands through my locs. “Do you know what happened to Macy?”
“Your grandparents let me keep her. We thugged it out together until she got cancer two years ago,” I explained.
“Oh no,” Milani poked her bottom lip out. “I always hoped that someone took good care of her. I know she was in good hands if you had her.”
“Yeah, I took great care of her. Having Macy was like having a part of you. I know how much you loved your dog,” I admitted, leaning my head back to look up at her.
“It’s so crazy how distance and time didn’t stop these feelings.”
“Not to sound cocky, but I always knew you were coming home with me if I ever found you. You think I was spending all that money just to take an L? Fuck no.”
“When I knew I was coming back to Florida, my mind was constantly on you. Of course, you crossed my mind all the time before that, but the memories ramped up when I knew how close I would be to you. Then I listened to Deja talk about her pending arrangement and when I realized it was to you I was shook. My little world came crashing down. Were you really going to marry her?”
“Were you really going to marry, AC?”
Milani pursed her lips shut.
“Exactly. We were both going to do what was required. The difference is, I was pushed further into my position because I wanted full access to the power and resources to find you. I love my father to death, but it never sat right with me that he couldn’t find you if none of the four families were helping you.
It’s fucked up, but I wanted my dad out of the way so I could find out what happened to you myself.
Now that I know your mom had the Claytons helping you, it’s more plausible. ”
“Then I found you,” Milani beamed, leaning over to peck my lips. “Is the family business what you really want to do? Did you at least still give college a shot?”
“Oh yeah. I went to Georgia Tech and obtained my MBA.”
“Okayyyy, you ended up going to college. I can see you learned to DJ. I’m happy you got to do it all.”
“I can still read you. You know it’s never too late to follow your dreams. UC Davis is still there. You’re still just as smart.”
“I can’t do that. I don’t want to be that far away from you and my mom. I can’t fathom moving my mom again.”
“If you want to go to UC Davis. I’m coming too.
But if you don’t want to move your mom again, there are local colleges that can still help you achieve your goal of becoming a veterinarian.
You were in your element with the flamingos and iguanas.
That’s what you’re meant to do. I can take a step back from the family business at any time.
You know my dad isn’t your average. Especially with Levi and Terrel around. He has two fallback plans.”
Milani nodded, then looked back out over the water. “We can revisit this topic after vacation.”
The sun disappeared, signaling that it was time for us to make our way to the dock.
When we got back to the resort, we showered and got changed for dinner so we could make our reservations at the steakhouse on the property.
In the dimly lit restaurant, Milani moved her seat closer to me, and we spent dinner reminiscing about life before Milani left and shared stories about our lives before we crossed paths at the lounge.
The way we conversed all day without missing a beat confirmed she was still the same person I fell in love with all of those years ago.
We laughed, got emotional, and it felt like I had my best friend back.
We entered the elevator hand in hand, and I leaned over to press the button for our floor.
“Today was nothing short of amazing,” Milani grinned and stepped in front of me once the elevator doors slid closed.
The brown strapless faux leather dress fit her perfectly, allowing my hands to slide down every curve with ease until they were firmly gripping Milani’s waist. She roughly cupped my face while staring at me for a few moments, then shoved me back against the wall.
Her nude glossed lips crashed into mine with enough force to take my breath away.
I didn’t mind how hard my back slammed up against the wall because of the way she kissed me.
When Milani finally broke the kiss, her lip combo was ruined, and my red gloss overpowered her shade.
She was still close enough for our lips to touch, so I leaned up and pecked her lips. They were my favorite addiction.
“You’re going to have a limit to your alcohol consumption tomorrow,” I giggled.
“What? Why?”
“Because yo ass is being aggressive,” I cackled.
Milani’s hand slid up my thigh length dress, and her hand slid into my panties. “Your wet pussy tells me that you love it,” she affirmed, pulling her hand back as the elevator dinged. I grinned, placing my hand on her lower back, following her off the elevator.
She had her key card out, and the door opened with a quickness once we reached our room door. Milani stepped inside first, her heels clicking against the hardwood floors, but suddenly stopped when she reached the bedroom door.
“Sneaux!” Milani emitted a high pitched squeal. “How did you have this done?”
“Patrice came in clutch,” I nodded, coming up behind Milani to admire the setup. “I told you I was going to execute everything just like I planned to nine years ago.”
Pictures of us throughout the years dangled from the ceiling in chronological order.
From when we met in fifth grade to the last picture we took on graduation day.
We were lighter, carefree, and green to what the world would throw our way once we entered adulthood.
Milani slowly moved beneath the pictures, admiring each version of us.
“I haven’t seen any of these pictures in years,” she gushed. “Us at my sweet sixteen. Our first time going to Disney without our parents. Ohhhh prom. I couldn’t believe I kissed you that night.”
“And then you ran, almost burst your ass running up your parents’ driveway,” we reminisced.
“I’ll always have so much trust and respect for Bill. He saw it and never said a word to anyone,” Milani praised him.
“No, he told my dad, and my dad told my mom, then my mom told Aunt Bunny, but it didn’t go beyond that because I swore them to secrecy.”
“Oh my God. I thought that was a secret that would die with the three of us,” she clasped her face. Milani sat her purse down on the nightstand and kicked off her heels.
“You’re fucking perfect, Sneaux. All I’ve ever wanted. You’re all I’ll ever need to,” Milani stated, then broke into song, singing a horrible rendition of Mary’s interlude on All I Need.
I kicked off my heels and eased up behind Milani, brushing up against her ass from behind.
After kissing and giggling our way to the room, I knew we both had a fire that needed to be extinguished.
My hand crawled up her dress, but Milani pulled away and plopped down on the bed before I could feel between her legs.
“No, I want to feel your clit on mine. I’m not asking a third time,” she demanded. “You have to soften and let me take the lead sometimes.”
I reached my hands up her dress and pulled her thong off. Milani scooted further back on the bed, causing her dress to rise above her hips, exposing her pussy. It was the perfect shade of mocha, and I felt my pussy getting wetter when she spread her legs and started playing with her clit.
“Take the dress off and come here,” Milani cooed, using her free hand to slowly pull her dress over her head. My strapless dress had a zipper on the side, and I quickly freed myself from the garment and climbed on top of her.
My tongue trailed down her neck, and I didn’t stop until I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth.
They were the perfect size for me to grip with one hand while I sucked on her nipple.
After giving both breasts a little attention, my tongue continued down over her stomach while I removed her hand so I could swipe my tongue up her slit.
Her pussy was so wet, and I gathered her juices with my tongue before sliding back up her body so I could kiss her.
Milani’s juices seeped down the side of my mouth while our tongues danced.
Pulling back, I pushed her legs further apart and dug two fingers in, gathering more juices to circle around her clit.
Once Milani’s swollen nub was coated, I straddled her.
My legs spread as my left thigh slid beneath her right hamstring.
Milani grinned up at me, watching impatiently until I lowered my throbbing clit on top of hers, allowing them to touch.
The gentle connection quelled the aching between my legs.
Slow and purposeful, I grinded into Milani, and she held onto her left thigh, giving me full access to lead.
Milani’s clit felt heavenly brushing up against mine.
“Oh shitttt, baby. You feel so good,” Milani moaned once we found our rhythm.
Her titties jiggled the more we got into it, and I gripped the left side of her waist, pulling her deeper into me.
Milani was unraveling, pleasure dancing in her bright eyes as she stared into mine.
Our breathing and loud moans quickly overpowered the soft, wet squelching sound from our juices uniting as one.
“Fuck, your clit feels so good rubbing against mine,” I shrieked over our chorus of sounds in the room.
“Sneaux, you’re driving me crazy. I’m about to cum, baby.
Right there,” she screamed, reaching her long arms up to pinch my nipples.
I rubbed against her clit just a little faster, making her head fall back, and her titties bounce harder.
“Fuck, I’m cummin’!” Milani announced, releasing my nipples to grab ahold of my thigh while we both rode the euphoric wave.
Milani’s body quaked for a moment, putting the biggest grin on my face. We remained in that position, our bodies contorted against one another while we came down from the orgasm.
“That was the best orgasm I ever had,” she panted after a few silent moments. Milani leaned up and kissed me deeply, roaming her hands all over my body while she flipped me over. “Now you get to lay back this time,” she demanded, forcing my hands above my head as her knees parted my thighs.
I relaxed on the bed, softening to allow Milani to take control.
She slipped two fingers inside of me, causing me to moan lowly.
Her tongue flicked against my right nipple before she sucked it into her mouth.
My back arched as her thumb brushed up against my clit and I spread my legs wider, giving her full access to my body.
The nipple, clitoral, and vaginal stimulation were already pushing me towards the brink of a second orgasm.
It was definitely Milani’s world, and I was about to let her make me cum in it.