Chapter 17
Sevyn and I had a lot of fun yesterday at lunch and shopping.
I’d be the first to admit that I was scared that she and that old lady were about to fight in that store.
I knew the woman looked familiar, but I hadn’t been able to place a finger on where I knew her from until Wynter and Autumn appeared.
We had a smooth recovery from that, but when she had that breakdown in the car while driving, I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to put her back together again.
She was fragile in so many ways, and I didn’t want to rush her, but I did want to help her regain her independence.
I wanted her to feel good about her recovery and confident in the woman she was.
Waverleigh often told me that before the accident, Sevyn had been a very confident woman, in not just her looks and body shape, but in her abilities and intellect. She saw the same struggle in Sevyn that I did. I thought a shopping trip and a day out would cure that, but it hadn’t.
After we returned home, I got her to agree to let me visit her therapist the next time she went.
She had shut down on me and been quiet all night.
I repeatedly apologized for forcing her to get behind the wheel when she wasn’t ready.
She would only respond that it wasn’t my fault, and I didn’t force her, merely suggested it.
But I felt as if I did, and I knew that I held the burden of the responsibility of what happened to her, the same way I held the responsibility for her being in this situation in the first place.
I grabbed the serving tray and placed her breakfast on there, along with mine, before I added two glasses of orange juice. I had gotten up a couple of hours ago, worked out, showered, and then prepared us waffles, chicken sausage, and a fruit bowl.
I walked into the hallway on the side of the house where her room was located and set the tray down on a table across from her door. I tapped gently, hoping that I wasn’t waking her up. When she called out, “Come in,” I noticed that her voice was muffled.
That immediately worried me. I opened the door, turned back and grabbed the tray, and walked inside her room.
The first thing that I noticed was her curtains were still drawn, the TV was off, and she was underneath the cover, staring at the ceiling. Whenever she slept, she always had the TV on. She usually turned it to some sleep music station and turned it down low.
“What’s going on, Sevyn?” I asked, getting on the bed with her after placing the breakfast tray on the dresser.
She cleared her throat. “I recovered another memory.”
“And it made you cry?”
She nodded. “Ethan’s ex, Pandora, showed up at my birthday dinner to inform him that she was pregnant, basically revealing that while we were separated, Ethan had cheated.”
My heart froze midbeat, because I cheated with Lena. Although I wasn’t married and our circumstances were entirely different, we still cheated. My God, what will she think of me when she finds out the truth?
I held her close to me as she sniffled, and tears continued to fall.
“I’m sorry,” she apologized after a while.
“For what?”
“I always seem to be breaking down on you. Yesterday in the car, now again this morning. You’ve brought me this beautiful breakfast. You don’t deserve my tears.”
“And you don’t deserve the pain that you’ve gone through. You don’t have to apologize, Sevyn. I’ll always be that shoulder that you can cry on when times are hard.”
“Why are you sweet to me?”
I kissed her temple and replied, “I’m just giving you a little taste of what you deserve.”
Sevyn leaned into me and kissed me deeply. I knew that I had just made our breakfast, but it was hard to resist her when she wanted me and was so willing to give of herself the way she was.
I buried my face in her hair after I pulled back from the kiss. An old memory of Lena crying on me in a similar way when she was talking about Paul resurfaced. I had to let go of the past so that I could move into the future.
I made up in my mind that I was going to tell her the truth. “Sevyn, I have something to tell you. Something important that you should know.”
She straddled me, and I slid my hands up the back of her nightshirt. “I’m not in a mood to talk right now, Deuce. Maybe later. I’ve had all the revelations that I can handle for one day. Just make love to me right now.”
I stared into her eyes. “Sevyn, baby, there’s something you should know.”
“Now,” she demanded, shaking her head.
When she kept glaring at me, I gave in to her demand. I tugged her shirt up over her body and tossed it aside.
Fire lit her eyes when I palmed her breasts and slid my index and middle fingers back and forth along her nipples. She locked her arms around my neck and pulled me closer. Rolling her hips, she commanded, “You better suck these nipples like they’re feeding you.”
I smirked at her. “Look at your li’l nasty ass. I see GiGi brought that freak out in you.”
She stopped grinding and mugged me. “GiGi didn’t do a thing. Please don’t get it twisted and get your little feelings hurt up in here.”
I started to tease her and tell her that what she wouldn’t do, GiGi would, but I thought better of it.
That might get me kicked out of the room.
Instead, I replied, “You’re gonna quit talking ’bout my little this and little that.
Ain’t shit little on me. Don’t fuck around and get your ass spanked in here, Sevyn.
I’m a grown ass man, ya hear me, li’l girl? ”
“Yes,” she replied sweetly, though her face looked anything but angelic.
“Good,” I muttered. I lowered my head and took one nipple into my mouth while I rolled the other between my fingers.
“You like how this feels, precious?” I asked with my teeth latched around her nipple.
“I love it.” She moaned and reached between us to release my dick from my basketball shorts and underwear.
When she had freed my man, she tugged her panties aside and lifted just a little.
I maneuvered my erection to press against her swollen entrance and held it in place while she worked her way down my shaft.
“Everything about this feels so good, Deuce,” she whispered with a groan.
“Good. Because I’m about to fuck you up,” I whispered back, locking my hands behind her back.
I thrust up into her hard, making it difficult for her to maintain the control that she thought she had. Sevyn was unable to ride me the way that she wanted to, and all she could do was take the gut shots that I offered up.
Her little pints bounced up and down, and I caught one in my mouth and sank my teeth into it. She cried out, and a small trail of tears leaked from her left eye.
“Harder,” she pleaded.
“Let me find out ya li’l ass is a pain freak, Sevyn.” I rubbed her ass gently and slowly worked my thumb inside of her tight hole.
“I want . . . mwwha.”
“You want what, baby?”
“Oohh.”
I thrust harder and deeper. She tried to regain control, but I flipped her onto her back, pressed one leg up over her shoulder, and spread the other one out to the side like a chicken wing.
“You can’t be stretching me like this, Deuce.”
“Why not? I bet GiGi can get it like this.”
She rolled her eyes and popped that pussy so hard, I knew she was trying to prove something. I chuckled, and when she opened her mouth to talk shit, I wrapped my hand around her neck and squeezed.
Thrusting deeply into her, I slid my free hand underneath her until I could insert a finger in her ass. “Ohhh, shit, Deuce,” she cried out.
“I want to know what you were talking about a few seconds ago. What do you want, Sevyn?” I slowly released my grip on her neck.
“All my holes filled.”
I froze momentarily but then started moving again only slower. “I’ll give you what you want. But make no mistake about it, I ain’t sharing this pussy or ass with no one. So whatever fantasies you had, get ’em out ya head now.”
She smirked, and I covered her mouth with a kiss.
She twerked on my dick, and I pulled out so that I could bury my face between her thighs.
She wrapped her thighs around my head and squeezed tight, almost squeezing the breath out of me.
Sevyn ran a hand over the back of my head and gently caressed it while I lapped up the juices that we created.
I pulled back and slid two fingers inside of her to scissor her. “You be dreaming about being with multiple men, Sevyn?”
“Noooo.”
“How many men, Sevyn?”
“Just you.”
Her voice was a whimper, but it was sure and steady. I flipped her onto her belly, smacked her ass, and whispered, “Good girl.”
I pushed her up onto her knees and spread her ass cheeks open. “What are you doing back there?”
“I’m like Joe. I’m gon’ do all the things ya old man wouldn’t do. I’m showing you what a good woman deserves. Are you a good woman, Sevyn?”
“I am.”
“Then let me show you how I get down with a good woman.” I spit in her hole and worked it in with my thumb.
“Ohh, Deuce. That feels so good,” she cried out through clenched teeth.
Sevyn pushed back against my thumb and rolled her ass.
I was glad to see that she liked a little ass play, because I loved an ass on a black woman, especially when they were big and jiggly.
Although she wasn’t a big girl, she had a nice sized ass on her.
I spit in there again and worked it in some more. She arched her back so deep that her face was buried in the pillow, and her stomach was completely lifted away from the mattress. I lowered my face between her ass cheeks and spit again. This time I used my tongue to work the spit further inside.
“Deuce!” she screeched. “Wha-what are you doing?”
“Eating that ass, baby.”
“Ohhh. Shit! Nobody, mmmm, nobody told me it felt this good. Ohhh. Deuce, I’m crying, baby. You got me crying.” Her voice broke as I pushed my tongue further and deeper inside. She rolled her ass tightly as she sobbed like a baby.