30. Aziel
Finally,a month later, the incident at the fundraiser was no longer news because something crazier replaced it. Iris had been charged with harassment, stalking, assault with a deadly weapon, and attempted murder. Once they arrested her and searched her apartment, they found an excessive amount of evidence.
She’d been released from the mental facility three months ago after a three-and-a-half-year stint. It seemed as if she’d been collecting articles about me since her release. A camera with pictures of Desire and me was found as well. Because of her mental illness, the charges probably wouldn’t stick, but if nothing else, she would have to return to a mental hospital.
Desire had only a few bruises from the altercation with Iris, but mentally, she was shaken. In the days following, she was quiet, kept to herself, and barely smiled. I worked from home for a few days to keep an eye on her, and by the end of the week, the light in her eyes returned.
Today, she had an interview with the preschool opening in the fall. She’d lost her job almost two months ago and was excited about the possibility of starting at a new school.
“Are you sure you can stay with Ria until I get back from my interview?” she asked as she finished her morning skincare routine.
“Baby, did you forget I was a single father a few months ago?”
“True, I don’t know why I asked. You don’t need me.”
I hoped she wasn’t serious because that couldn’t be further from the truth.
“Is that what you think?”
“You’ve been parenting much longer than I have, so I wouldn’t say you needed me.”
I took her makeup brush from her hand, placed it on the counter, and turned her around.
“I can understand why you might say that, but it’s not true, baby. Not only do I need you in my life, but I want you here. You’ve enhanced my life in ways that I never could’ve imagined. I can do this alone, but it’s so much better with you by my side.”
“Don’t make me cry because I don’t have time to redo my makeup.”
“You don’t need that shit anyway.”
I leaned down to kiss her lips, sucking the bottom one for a moment.
“Get out of here before you distract me with that good loving and I miss my interview.”
I chuckled. “You got it. I’ll go make breakfast.”
On my way to the kitchen, I peeked into Azaria’s room, and she was just waking up.
“Daddy, I needa go potty.”
“Let’s go potty.”
When we finished, we went downstairs, and she helped me make breakfast.
“Daddy, I go with Mommy?”
“Not today, baby girl, but she won’t be gone too long.”
“I stay with you?”
“You sure are. Is that okay with you?”
“Yes, Daddy. You do my school?”
I didn’t think about that.
“Oh, umm, do you want Daddy to do your lesson with you?”
“Yes.”
Before marrying Desire, I had to admit, I didn’t do many educational activities with Azaria at home. She spent most of her day at preschool, where I assumed she learned things appropriate for her age. I read to her nightly, and she had several educational games, but I’d never sat with her and tried to teach her anything.
“Okay, Daddy can help you.”
“Yaayy!” she cheered, thrusting her arms in the air.
“What’s all the excitement about?”
“Daddy do my school,” Azaria answered before I could.
Desire looked confused for a moment before it clicked. “Oh, you’re doing her lesson today?”
“Yeah, is that okay?”
“Of course. Everything you need is in the dining room. I’m about to leave.”
“Hold on. We made breakfast.”
She frowned. “Maybe I can eat when I get back. My stomach is queasy because I’m too nervous.”
I pulled her into my arms, and her head fell back so she could look up at me.
“The job is already yours, baby. No need to be nervous.”
She shrugged. “It’s been a while since I’ve had a job interview, and I was at Little Black Pearl for several years.”
“It’s like riding a bike, especially when you know your shit. You got this.”
After a few kisses, Azaria and I walked Desire to the truck, wishing her luck as she settled in the back seat with Mark at the wheel. As far as I was concerned, she would have a driver and security with her for as long as I could afford it. I didn’t believe her life was in danger, but one could never be too safe.
“Let’s eat so we can start your lesson.”
“How’d it go?”I asked as soon as Desire entered our home.
“I got the job!” she exclaimed. “They made an offer right away.”
I wrapped my arms around her, lifting her from the floor and spinning her around.
“Congratulations, I knew you’d get it. I’m proud of you.”
“Thank you. I don’t know why I had doubts. I’m a great teacher.”
I placed her back on her feet, but she remained in my arms.
“You’re great at everything you do.”
“You think so?” I nodded. “Give me some examples.”
“Well, you suck dick like a champ, and?—”
“Be serious!” She tried to push away from me.
“Baby, I’m serious as hell. I’ve been with a lot of women, and nobody has ever sucked my dick the way you do.”
She smacked her lips and tried to mush me in the head. “Man, get away from me.”
I released her from my arms, and she marched up the stairs, pretending to be mad. I heard the smile in her voice, though.
“Where you going, baby? I’m not finished giving you your props,” I said, following her.
“I don’t want to hear them if they’re all related to sex.”
“I can’t help it if you’re a sex goddess. As a matter of fact, Ria just went down for her nap. You deserve a reward for getting the job.”
When we entered our bedroom, I scooped her up from behind and tossed her on the bed.
“Az,” she shrieked. “I’m not fresh.”
“Woman, I wouldn’t give a shit if you just finished a marathon.”
Before getting on my knees, I pulled her to the edge of the bed by her ankles, grateful her skirt wasn’t tight. As I pushed it above her waist, I noticed her naked mound. Lifting my head, I murmured with my face barely an inch away from it, “Baby, you been outside with no panties?”
“It’s hot.”
Knowing she’d left the house without panties stirred the animal in me. I hadn’t noticed if it was something she often did, but if not, it would be from now on.
When my tongue swiped against her clit, she hissed and shivered simultaneously. Her worries about not being fresh must have gone out the window because she palmed the back of my head and tried to smother me in her essence.
I was addicted to the smell, flavor, and feel of Desire’s pussy against my tongue. If time permitted, I’d dive head-first between her legs multiple times a day. I loved how her juices sprayed my face when she climaxed, and there were many times I went to work with her sweet aroma on my face.
“Baby, I’m cummin’!” she cried as her body convulsed.
I happily lapped every ounce of juice she released, not giving in to her pleas until I was good and damn ready. I’d planned to only eat her pussy, but my dick wanted in on the fun. Standing and pushing my pants down, I slid into her walls with ease.
“Oh God!” she called out.
“I’ll never get enough of you, baby. I’d quit my jobs and fuck you all day if I could.”
This session wasn’t meant to be long, and as soon as I felt her pulsing around me, I filled her womb.