Chapter 21
SHOW ME HOW MUCH YOU LIKE IT
DELILAH
I’m towel-drying my hair, sitting on the edge of the bed when the music starts. I’m barely awake, not having had nearly enough coffee to be coherent or energetic for a Monday morning.
Lucio comes sliding into the room, wearing a pair of black athletic pants, a white tank top, and a baseball cap. My mouth waters the moment I see him, and suddenly my hair isn’t so important.
I’d know the song anywhere. It’s the theme song from Magic Mike, and based on the way he’s moving his hips, he knows the routine by heart.
I’m mesmerized as he turns his baseball cap around, exposing his beautiful face and deep green eyes. His gaze meets mine, and my stomach flutters. All I can do is sit here, watching him as he dances around the room, thrusting his dreamy cock in my direction.
I reach out, trying to grab a hold of his waistband, but he pushes my hands away and waves his fingers in my face, telling me no.
He turns his back to me, teasing me as he slowly lifts his shirt over his head.
The muscles of his back ripple, moving to the beat of the music.
I’m impressed by his ability to control his body the way he does.
Sometimes I can barely walk in a straight line, but he has such control, I’m envious and totally turned on.
“Take it all off,” I say, careful not to scream too loud because Lulu’s still asleep. “Show me whatcha got.”
He spins with his feet together, running his hand down his abdomen as the muscles of his arm flex and become more defined. When he grabs his crotch, I almost slide off the bed, so turned on I want to throw myself at his feet and beg for his cock.
But then he jumps on the bed, placing his feet on both sides of me and grinds his dick in my face. I bite through the thin material, teasing him as much as he’s teasing me.
I can imagine him doing this in a room full of women, the money flying in his direction because he’s that damn good and so freaking sexy. I grab his ass and try to pull his pants down, but he’s off the bed, dancing again before I have a chance.
But I’m not in the mood to play fair. I pull my robe open, exposing my breasts, and palm one in my hand.
His eyes are locked on my movement, watching as I swipe my thumb across my nipple.
His dancing slows a bit when I open my legs and slide my other hand down, running my fingers through my wetness.
He moves toward me and pushes me backward, dancing his way between my legs. I watch down the length of my naked body as he twists down to his knees, bringing his beautiful, lush licks right to where I ache the most.
I close my eyes as his tongue runs over my clit, sending waves of pleasure through my entire body. My fingers close around the comforter, balling the material in my palms as he lifts my thighs over his shoulders and closes his lips around my clit.
I cry out, loving every second of the way he loves me with his mouth. He’s an expert and has learned my body so quickly, but I’m not surprised since I’m not a quiet lover.
When he moans, matching my own, the vibration joins his tongue in delivering a one-two punch.
The orgasm comes quickly, way faster than either of us expects, especially me.
The air in my body vanishes, and my toes curl along with my legs, burying his face in my pussy.
I grind against him, smothering him, but he doesn’t seem to mind as he sucks harder.
The waves crash over me like a thunderstorm rolling through a mountain valley, overshadowing everything in sight.
“Fucckkkkk,” I moan, sucking in a breath as my head spins. “That was so…”
“Amazing and the best you’ve ever had,” he says with a smirk, before running his tongue across his lips, taking in every last drop I gave him.
He tries to help me up, but I push him down and mount him. “That was quite the performance,” I tell him as I rub my pussy against him with only his pants separating us.
He smirks, showing off his stunning white teeth against his tanned skin. “Which parts?”
He’s cocky, but damn if he hasn’t earned the right to be. “All. Of. It.” Leaning forward, I lick his lips, tasting myself.
“But the tongue…”
“That’s my favorite, but…” I pause and slide down his body. “I think I like this part best.” Putting my hand over his cock, I stroke his hard length through the material.
He moans, lifting his ass off the bed just like I do when he licks my pussy. As soon as I pull down the waistband of his pants, his cock springs free, moving through the air as if it’s greeting me.
“It’s still so fucking pretty. No cock should be this hot,” I say, grabbing it with my hand and staring at it.
“None are,” he tells me. “Show me how much you like it.”
My tongue flicks the piercing, and I’m just about to close my lips around the tip when Lulu starts crying. Lucio’s entire body tenses, and I freeze, praying she’ll fall back asleep. But we both know it’s not going to happen.
“I’ll go,” he says, pulling me up his body and tossing me onto the bed next to where he just lay. “But you’re finishing this later.”
“Naptime can’t come soon enough,” I say through my laughter.
I almost feel bad for him as he pulls his pants up, trying to jam his hard cock underneath the thin fabric. The material does nothing to contain his erection as he stalks out of the room like he has a third arm.
I roll off the bed, closing my robe as I climb to my feet, and I remember there’s no time for me to finish what I just started because I have an appointment with an attorney this afternoon.
As promised, Dwight was given paperwork to sign, revoking his parental rights and any future ties to Lulu. After today, there’s no reason for me ever to see him again.
Someday, when Lulu’s older and has questions, I’ll tell her what I can without making her feel bad. I know this is what’s best not only for her, but me too.
“Baby.”
Lucio lifts Lulu into his arms like he’s been doing it since the day she was born. The way he holds her makes my heart skip a beat. He’s so tender and gentle even though he’s large and covered in muscle.
“Don’t forget I have to go to the lawyer’s today.”
“I’m coming,” he says as he rubs Lulu’s back, trying to quiet her tears.
“You don’t have to. I’m sure you have things to do.”
“Delilah.” He gives me that look. The one that says I’m being crazy. “There’s nowhere I’d rather be than with my girls.”
He always includes Lulu. It’s not just about me anymore, and Lucio somehow respects and embraces both of us.
“Okay,” I tell him, wrapping my arm around his back and leaning forward to kiss Lulu. “I want you to come with me more than anything.”
“Hey.” He pauses, waiting for me to look at him. “You’ll never have to go through anything else alone. I’m here and not going anywhere.”
I’d say thank you, but the words don’t seem adequate enough for how I feel. I’ve never truly had someone I could depend on who didn’t let me down. Lucio’s only been in my life a short time, but I can’t imagine ever being alone again.