7. Khalil #2
I dropped by Kiy’s nursery and walked inside. Her music was going, and her little fist was in her mouth as she slept soundly. I smiled down at her, just admiring how precious she was. She was such a good baby and rarely ever cried, which made my life a bit easier.
I kissed her cheek and pushed her teddy bear a little closer.
“Sweet dreams, my sweet girl.” I turned, grabbed the baby monitor, then headed back to my room.
When I entered, I paused in the doorway, seeing Piper in my bed under the blankets but lying in the opposite direction.
I could see her clothes folded neatly in the chair in the corner of my room.
Her head turned when she felt my presence, and she frowned.
“Just in case you were wondering, I’m not sleeping alone in this big house. So, either you get in this bed, or sleep on the floor. It’s up to you.” She laid back down, snuggling deeper into the bed and even let out a satisfied groan.
What the fuck? I groaned inwardly.
Piper was treading in dangerous waters, and now I had to fucking endure her ass in my bed all night.
I set the monitor on the nightstand without a word. The king-sized bed was big enough for us to have enough space, but just the very thought of her in my bed had my tastebuds going haywire.
Fuck this.
I leaned over the bed, getting close to her ear and whispered, “You can’t sleep in my bed, shorty. I can’t promise I’ll be able to control myself any longer around you.”
Her head slowly turned as she looked at me. “I’m not fucking you if you think that’s what this is.”
I shook my head. “I wasn’t thinking about fucking you.
” But I will. Eventually. If ya ass keep being in my presence.
“I was thinking more along the lines of seeing what you taste like.” I could feel her body shudder and see her eyes close tightly.
My lips brushed against her ear. “You can say no, and I’ll leave you alone.
I promise. But . . . let me relax you. We won’t go any further unless you want to. ”
She took a deep breath then slowly turned to face me. “If I say yes, I need you to know something first.”
My stomach sank a little, hoping she wasn’t about to tell me some bullshit to turn me off.
“I’m listening.”
“This—if you do this, I want you to know that nothing else will come from this. I still don’t trust you, but . . .” Her voice trailed off, but I knew what she was trying to say without actually saying it.
A sly smile crossed my face. “I got you. As far as you not trusting me, I’m going to prove to you that you can trust me.”
“Yeah, . . . we’ll see,” she whispered, and before she could think too much, I mashed my lips into hers. Her shoulders drew up, and she grabbed ahold of my shoulders and allowed my tongue to explore her mouth.
Gahdamn.
Her lips felt like the softest pillows known to man. I could taste the toothpaste on her tongue and drove my tongue deeper while climbing between her legs.
This shit wasn’t supposed to be happening, but it was inevitable once it was confirmed that she would be staying the night. Granted, she wasn’t even supposed to be in my bed, but when I saw her lying there, I knew this wouldn’t be good for either of us.
My hand slid up my T-shirt she wore and cupped her right breast. My thumb rounded her pebbled nipple, and just the feel of her soft skin had me groaning into her mouth before I’d had enough, detached my mouth from hers, and lowered myself down further, dragging the shorts down with me.
Once they were off, her legs held intensity once my head reached her mound.
“Relax,” I told her, gently pushing her legs apart. Her sweet scent wafted up my nose, and I inhaled deeply as my mouth watered in anticipation.
I could feel her breaths becoming erratic as I kissed along the crease of her pussy before giving it one long, firm lick.
“Oooh,” she moaned.
Fuck!
Her juices on my tongue had me going back in and sucking on her clit like a Now and Later.
“Khalillll, shiii—” My eyes went to her to see her reactions in real time.
She clamped her palm over her mouth while her body writhed and heels pushed against the mattress, trying to get away from me.
I wrapped my arms around her thick-ass thighs, pulling her back to me and going even harder because I was now infatuated with her taste.
She could say this would be a one-and-done, but in my mind, I was going to eat this shit whenever I felt like it.
She fucked up.
And so did I.
“Mmm.” I moaned when I felt her pussy getting juicier.
Her hands came to my hair, and she scratched at my scalp while rocking her hips into my face.
Right then, I knew she was reaching her climax, and my soul met hers when she finally released into my mouth.
Her body jerked, thighs clamped around my head, and cries slowed.
I gave her pussy slow licks before she pushed my head back.
“Gosh. That was better than I imagined,” she voiced.
I smirked, coming back up and driving my tongue into her mouth so she could taste how good she was.
She kissed me back with passion and wanting.
I knew if I didn’t stop us here, she was going to be screaming to the heavens with what I would do to her.
I pulled away. “You taste so fucking good. I want to eat that shit again, but we gotta get some rest.” I pecked her lips three times, then got out of bed to go to the bathroom for a washcloth.
I washed my face, brushed my teeth, then wet another washcloth to clean her up.
When I walked out of the bathroom, she was still lying on her back, hands on her chest, snoring lightly.
I chuckled, cleaned her up, tossed the washcloth in the hamper, then climbed in beside her, pulling her close.
I didn’t know what would happen after this, but I had already made up my mind that she was going to be a permanent fixture in my life.
No matter what I had to do to make that happen.