Chapter 10 #3
After a few seconds, reality sunk in and she knew that this was far from a joke. If she didn’t want to walk, she didn’t have to. I felt the weight of her frame as she climbed on and got comfortable. Once I was fully erect and standing tall, she kissed the side of my face.
“Can you take us a picture and a video? I want to send it to Ever.”
Someone knows. The thought relieved me in ways I didn’t know was possible.
I wasn’t sure why I’d imagined Lyric was holding onto the secret herself without letting anyone in.
Ever had crossed my mind, but I wasn’t sure.
She’d mentioned her in the letter, but nothing about her had surfaced since our first night together.
Before taking off, I dug into her purse and retrieved her phone.
I held it up to her face so that it would unlock.
When it did, I obliged. I took an array of photos of Lyric and me.
As the video began rolling, I thought it was awfully cute the way she began squeezing my neck, kissing all over my face, and screaming into the camera.
“I’m going to marry this man and give him chocolate babies. Girls. We’re having girls.”
Carefree. That’s how I wanted Lyric at all times when it came to me… to us. The moment was so bittersweet knowing that Maldives and anywhere else I decided to take her would be the only time I’d get to experience this version of Lyric until we shared our relationship with the others.
“I love you, Keanu,” she whispered in my ear long after the video had ended.
By the time we arrived at the villa, I wasn’t surprised to learn that she’d fallen asleep.
The heaviness of her frame was the first clue.
The sound of the Indian Ocean and the plethora of drinks she’d consumed had lulled her right to sleep.
She barely moved an inch when I peeled back the covers and laid her on the bed.
Before tucking her in, I removed her dress.
Sound asleep in only a silk thong, I left her so that I could blow one while watching the water.
“Keanu.”
I heard Lyric’s voice say.
“Your phone. It’s ringing.”
The time difference was on my ass, making it hard to even open my eyes after I began to hear the loud ringing myself.
I felt the chilled piece of matter on my bare chest a second later.
Appreciative that Lyric understood that I was completely out of commission and intervened, I spoke my first words of the day.
“Thank you, baby girl.”
“Answer it.”
“Yo?” I said into the phone after swiping to answer.
“Nigga it’s too late in the day for you to be sounding like you still ain’t rolled out of bed.”
“Long fucking night,” I admitted. “What’s up, Luca?”
At the sound of his voice, I was up and now wide awake. I pressed my back against the headboard of the bed and wiped the sleep from my eyes. The fuzziness was clinging to my thoughts and making it hard to comprehend much, but I’d manage.
“Shit. I got some shit I want you to look into for me. Hit me when you wake up. I’ll stop by the crib.”
“I’m out of dodge right now. I’ll be back in another day or two. Can it wait?”
“Yeah. It can wait. Needed to get out of dodge to clear your head, huh?”
“Had to change the weather, my nigga. Channing cold as that fucking cell right now.” I chuckled, running my hand down my beard while watching Lyric as she watched me silently.
“I feel you. I’m trying to get out of here before Ever drops my little nigga. She needs the break.”
“So do you.”
“So do I,” he agreed, “but she definitely needs it.”
We’ll get the girls, I wanted to offer, but I held back. When the time came, hopefully we’d be able to. I loved those three little ones as if they were my own.
“I’m going to let you go, homie. Hit me when you touch down.”
“Bet.”
I ended the call with a sigh. Simultaneously, Lyric released a long stream of air. She’d been holding her breath the entire time I was on the phone. With a shake of the head, she smiled.
“Good morning.”
“Good morning,” I replied while stretching my arms straight above my head.
“Sorry.”
“One month, Lyric. That’s all you have. One month.”
“One m–” she started but was cut off by her ringing cell.
She held it in the air and showed me the name on the screen before answering.
“Luca, what did I do to deserve this call?”
I couldn’t hear what he was saying on the other line, neither was I interested. I used the time to get out of bed. When I stood and my morning wood tented my boxers, I immediately felt Lyric’s eyes on me – on it. Those pouty lips of hers stuck out a bit more as desire filled her orbs.
I quickly reminded her of our pact with a shake of my hand. Then, I stuck it deep into my briefs and readjusted my hard. The sliminess on my fingers when I removed it turned Lyric’s lips upward until she formed a smile.
I’d need to clean that up, and I’d need to lock the door while doing so because otherwise, the rest of it was going in her pussy for sure.
There was no doubting it. If she came into the bathroom behind me, she wouldn’t be leaving the same.
A waddle, throbbing, and cum-filled pussy was the only way she’d emerge.