Chapter 17
When Blossom realized she was drooling, she couldn’t bring herself to care.
She was face down ass up in Tech’s bed, and he was eating her pussy from the back like she was going to be his last meal.
The side of her face was on a pillow, and her mouth was gaped open as he licked and slurped on her pussy like it was ice cream melting on a hot day.
When he moaned into her vagina, her body jerked as she gripped the sheets.
“Fuck baby,” she whimpered while closing her eyes.
Tech’s response was a hard slap on her ass cheek.
“Baby,” she moaned again.
His tongue flickered over her asshole, and Blossom twerked lightly on his face.
She could feel the orgasm building as her stomach muscles tightened.
Pulling his signature move, Tech’s finger slid into her ass, and she bucked violently as nectar shot from her center.
That move always hit her hard and left her breathless.
Anal sex wasn’t her thing, and it never would be but a finger, oh a finger could take her there for sure.
Tech hummed as he used his mouth to clean the mess he made.
The vibrations from his mouth caused trembles that she couldn’t control.
Finally, he took his mouth off her, but she couldn’t move.
Blossom remained in the exact same position until Tech pushed his condom covered dick inside of her.
Dick was what she’d been craving, so Blossom knew it wasn’t the time to be lazy.
She gathered herself and began to throw the ass back at Tech matching him thrust for thrust. He filled her to capacity, and she was taking the pipe like a big girl.
“Fuck I missed this shit,” he grunted as he stroked her walls savagely.
He was indeed sexing her like he’d missed her, and the euphoria from the way he was handling her body made Blossom feel like she’d done drugs.
It was quite possible that Cedric had made her feel that way many years ago, but it had been a super long time since Blossom felt the things she was feeling with Tech.
she knew the D was serious when she was in the middle of getting dicked down thinking that she didn’t want them to just be about sex.
Tech pulled out of Blossom and flipped her over.
When she was flat on her back, he pushed back into her at the same time that he snaked his tongue into her mouth.
The sounds of her wetness mingled with the sounds of their kiss.
It was deep. Nasty. Tech kissed her chin before speaking against her lips.
“You all in?”
“What does that mean?” she needed clarification.
“I’m too old to be playing. Me and you. We gon’ do this shit? Exclusively? Or you letting your bitch ass ex run shit?”
Blossom grinned while she wrapped her legs around his waist. “He’s not running anything. You asking for this, you better know what to do with it.”
Tech didn’t respond with words. He peered into her eyes while hitting her with deep strokes that had her chest heaving up and down and her pussy muscles contracting on his dick with the second release of the night. They communicated without words.
Breaking eye contact, his head dipped, and he sucked as much of her breast into his mouth as he could. “Oh my God,” she whimpered as he gently bit her nipple. “Baby, you feel so fucking good.”
Just when she felt like she was about to lose her mind, he released into the condom with an animalistic growl. Tech’s chest heaved up and down as he tried to catch his breath. After a few minutes of silence, he got out of the bed.
“When is your next game?”
“Saturday. It’s away in Texas.”
Tech’s head bobbed. “I have class until noon, but I might catch a flight out there.”
“Really? You’re not going to work after you leave school?”
“Belvin refuses to let me work on Saturdays, but he pays me anyway. I know my people love me and I love that, but having people basically giving me shit every time I turn around makes me feel some kind of way,” Tech confessed.
“That’s because obviously when you had it, you treated people well. Now the favor is being returned to you. Enjoy it. Some people get all they can get out of you then give you their ass to kiss. They don’t even try to repay you.”
“That’s true.”
Tech walked into the bathroom, and she heard water running.
Staring at the ceiling, Blossom wished she could spend the night, but she was going to go home.
Creed was there, but Chosen was still a minor, and she wasn’t comfortable spending the night away from home.
When Tech entered the room and placed a warm washcloth between her legs to clean her off, she closed her eyes and suppressed a moan.
A man like him was exactly what she’d been missing in her life.
When she was clean, Blossom stood up and got dressed. Tech walked her to the door and kissed her. “Text me when you get home.” The look in his eyes let her know that if she had stayed, he would have taken her down again with no hesitation.
He was the oldest man she’d ever dated, but his stamina was something serious, and she loved that for herself. “Will do.” Blossom placed one more peck on his lips before walking out of the condo. That man that man.
On her way home, Blossom’s mind wandered to Fancy.
Her friend was still going through the motions after Nick’s death.
When she wasn’t at work, she was with Capo.
Fancy was keeping herself busy and that was fine, but Blossom didn’t want her to force herself to go full throttle until she crashed from exhaustion.
The day before, she worked a thirteen-hour shift, went home, showered, and went to the airport to catch a six-hour flight to Capo.
Blossom just wanted her friend happy and mentally okay. She couldn’t imagine witnessing someone commit suicide. Even when Fancy said she was okay, Blossom didn’t believe her, but she couldn’t force her friend to talk about it if she didn’t want to.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” Blossom snapped when she arrived at her house and saw Cedric’s car.
It was almost eleven p.m. There was no reason that he should have been at her home. She knew there wasn’t anything wrong with Chosen because if there was someone would have called her. Once Blossom exited her car, Cedric got out of his.
“Can I help you?” she snapped as he stood there in black jeans and a red shirt.
“Where are you coming from this time of night? Are you still dating that criminal? If this is how you’re going to be carrying on, Chosen can come live with me. Clearly all you have on your mind is chasing dick.”
Hearing him once again attempt to use her kids as a weapon, something in Blossom snapped.
She stood directly in front of Cedric and raised her arm.
Before he knew what hit him, she was pepper spraying him in the face.
“Get the fuck out of my yard, and don’t come back to my house! ” she yelled over his screaming.
“Are you fucking crazy, bitch?” he roared with his eyes shut tight.
“Yes, I am. That was the last warning I’m going to give. Stay out of my business and stop talking to my sons about me and things that don’t concern them or you. If Chosen wants to live with you that will be his choice, but you won’t keep trying to paint me as a bad mother.”
Tears streamed down Cedric’s face as he blinked his eyes rapidly. “I can’t believe you did that. You’re fucking crazy. I should call the police.”
“Call them,” she stated in a dry tone. “You’re at my house harassing me. Don’t make me take out a restraining order. Why you’re acting like a bitter bitch I will never know, but I’m not going to tell you again to leave me alone.”
Using the tail of his shirt, Cedric wiped his face. He popped the trunk in search of a bottle of water to flush his eyes. With a smirk on her face, Blossom sauntered up the walkway to the door. She was happier than she’d been in a minute. Life was good.
With a smile on her face, Khrome gently rubbed the back of her baby’s head.
She was finally able to do skin to skin with Lyric, and it was one of the best days of her life.
So far, her baby had no major health concerns, and she was coming along fine.
She still had a ways to go, but Khrome didn’t have any reason not to be optimistic.
It was the day of Lethal’s fight, so he hadn’t been to the hospital.
He wasn’t aware they could now do skin to skin, so she sent him a photo.
It was a busy day for him, and Khrome wanted to support him.
She’d been super busy lately getting footage for his documentary, learning how to edit it and put it together, and creating interesting content for his social media pages.
Khrome wanted him to know how appreciative she was for everything that he’d done for her.
Wanting to earn the money he paid her, she took being an assistant slash brand manager very seriously.
When she was at the hospital with Lyric, she would use that time to research and study various marketing tips and social media trends.
A sports magazine had reached out to Lethal for an interview, and Khrome was super excited for him.
Lethal deserved every blessing that came his way. Not only was he a good person, but he was a good fighter as well. Lethal took boxing very serious. He was dedicated and disciplined. Khrome found it very sexy.
“I hate to leave you, Sweet Baby,” Khrome whispered before placing a small kiss on Lyric’s forehead. “I have to go support daddy. I can’t wait until you can come home.”