Chapter 18
Chapter
Eighteen
McKay
I stared at Burkeley unmoving, with a heavy glaze over his eyes as they looked out into the abyss.
Shit, Mickey you broke him.
This was a bad idea. I had no one to blame but myself because I didn’t double check with Hollis or Johnni if I should approach him with this.
Just consulted my pussy that had been throbbing uncontrollably since he’d shown up at my condo this afternoon.
That was my confirmation to do it. I told her and myself that if he popped up today I would offer to add to the agreement.
You say it like it’s not your pussy being offered up on a platter.
It was. On a silver, gold, china platter. I wanted Burkeley to have her, just for the duration of our relationship. And now I was fearful he didn’t want it.
Mickey, this man is still processing that kiss and now you’re throwing the pussy. Slow yo’ hot pot down!
“BK, did you hear me?” I asked in a whisper as I reached out and touched his hand.
The waiter approached our table at the same time, giving his cheerful greeting, but the only thing I caught was the hello since my attention was still on Burkeley who cleared his throat and addressed the waiter, telling him our appetizer order.
“Hey, we’re going to start with an order of your gator bites and your mini bloomin’ onions. Can you also bring my lady a side Caesar salad.”
So he’s not broken, just ignoring me. I wanted to bask in the simple yet cute moment that not only had he ordered for me but it was actually stuff I had on my mind since I’d told him I had a craving. Of course I could only focus on the fact that he had ignored me and my request.
Mickey, calm down. It’s not a simple request. He’s probably processing that too.
I released a low, frustrated sigh as I grabbed my straw to taste the water I’d added a shot of lime and a lemon to.
“Fix yo’ damn face, M&M. I heard you. It just surprised me, way more than Saturday.
But now we have to talk about both of those things.
For one, both were off the list completely and now, in a matter of days, you want to add them.
And before I ask, don’t get me wrong, I would love the chance to honor both of those amendments, why now? ”
Shit.
Now it was my turn to be stuck, unsure of what to say. I knew why I wanted to break my own rule, but it was way too selfish to actually admit out loud to him.
Mickey, c’mon, you knew he would ask.
His light laugh filled my ears. “Baby, is that pussy aching for daddy? You can tell me.” His filthy mouth had my eyes shooting up to see a cocky grin plastered across his face.
God, it doesn’t help that his ass is fine with his smug ass.
I scoffed, going for my water again.
“Ugh, never mind. Yeah, fuck no. I should have known this would be a bad ass idea. And daddy?” I snorted hard as hell as I shook my head. “Yeah, I gotta change that Plant Daddy nickname. It’s going to your head for real.”
“Change it for what? I’m daddy. Yo’ ass knew what you were doing when you gave me the nickname. You gotta relax, M&M. I can help you do that. I know the perfect way too. All you have to do is say those big girl words. Tell me why the sudden change in behavior. Start from Saturday until today.”
I groaned as I dropped my head.
“I swear you make me rethink everything all the damn time, Burkeley. I was thinking we need to move more naturally around each other and figured this next step would help me…us relax more to really pass as a couple. The kiss on Saturday shouldn’t have surprised you.
Real couples kiss and cuddle. Those are your words, right?
Well, I think sex would further increase that for us.
” That was what I came up with on the spot, hoping it was enough but when Burkeley called me out.
There was a pregnant pause before he spoke.
“Bullshit, but I’ll entertain this theory for you. My only concern is the feelings that might develop from this. I know you said you can play when it comes to us pretending to be together, but what happens when one or both of us start to feel real shit?”
I gnawed on my bottom lip as I pondered his question. My pussy and I had neglected that part of the situation when we were thinking about this.
Because you already like him, Mickey, duh!
My thought alone had me realizing how bad shit could actually get if, when, because I knew it would happen. But again, my mind was on my need to be touched in ways by him, only him.
“How hard can it be to keep the sex casual? I mean, people do it all the time, right? Friends with benefits do exist, BK. Unless you can’t, then we can forget I brought it up.
” He smirked as the waiter approached our table with our appetizers and took our main course orders, with Burkeley yet again ordering for us both.
I couldn’t lie, that little act of service was turning me the fuck on.
Mickey, the man breathing right now is turning your ass the fuck on.
That was true. I was attracted to my boyfriend a little too much.
Maybe this isn’t a good idea, mixing this type of pleasure with all this business.
While I sat in my thoughts, Burkeley addressing me made me give him all my attention again.
“Friends? That’s cute. Whatever lie you have to tell yourself to make it easier for you to put the pussy on me I’m good with, as long as you know I’m not no little friend.
I know it was a couple hours ago, but let me remind you of some of my titles in your life: your man, Peanut’s father, and now lover can be added to the list.”
“Ugh…and yet that mouth of yours keeps reminding me of how this is a bad idea.” I closed my eyes as I rubbed my temples, doing my best to calm the throb aching at this point.
“Naw, I’m simply helping you not forget my role in this situation.
I can keep it anyway you want me too, M&M.
If you feel like adding in me dicking you down from time to…
wait, how often will you need my skilled services?
I mean, you already know how I’m moving behind you and Peanut.
It doesn’t matter, shit, we can put that in the category of late night food runs if that will help keep your feelings in check. ”
“The more you talk, the more I’m inclined to keep my good pussy to myself. Ya know what, keep it up. Maybe I should consider the alternative.” I tapped on my chin, pretending to actually think of options I didn’t have.
“McKay, tell me, what does lying to yourself really do, huh? Because as long as we’re together, that’s my shit.
So what, a variety of toys? Because that’s your only alternative as long as you’re mine.
If it ain’t me then it better be a double A battery or chargeable bed buddy.
I already told you, ain’t no cheating in our relationship.
” Burkeley’s tone carried aggression that had me squirming in my damn seat, doing a slow rub against my throbbing clit.
The slickness between my folds had me clearing my throat.
“My hands work just fine, thank you.”
Another lie. They hadn’t been able to get the job done since all the changes my body was going through, including my hands swelling and hurting, making it extremely difficult to get myself right.
“You’re only saying that because now you’re trying to convince yourself you don’t want to do this with me anymore.
Hands, toys, or pillow pets won’t ever compare to the way I’ma take care of your body, McKay.
I promise you’re in good hands, my hands.
” He winked and I fought my smile as I rolled my eyes.
“Seriously, BK. Can you handle this part without making it complicated?”
The question should’ve been more for myself, but I figured it was too late to ask. I just hoped the dick was small or weak and it would make this decision easier for me when it was time to walk away from Burkeley.
“Seriously, M&M, I can handle whatever you put on me. There is one thing though that might have you completely changing your mind, but we can talk about that later.” I was sure he meant it in a sexual way, but that was enough for me.
Hell, I was too fucking horny to keep going in circles that I didn’t even allow my mind to process his statement fully without answering prematurely.
“Whatever it is, I’ll do it.”
Burkeley took a sip of his drink before his cocky grin began to spread and I sat back in my chair, already wanting to take my words back.
“You’re saying that now. And as tempted as I am to bring it up here, one thing at a time for you and Peanut for the night.”
I took a bite out of my salad while my mind now played around with the next important question.
When would we start? I pray like hell he says tonight. You’re not that in need, Mickey, damn, chill.
Of course, Burkeley knew where my mind was because with my mouth full of salad and now going for a few gator bites to add in for my next one, he answered my unasked question.
“We can try it out tonight if you want. I’ll go easy on you. We can call it a pre-trial ride.”
“Easy on me?” I laughed a little too hard and loud for us to be in public but Burkeley was comical right now.
“BK, you’re talking big shit like you got that for real. I mean not to toot my own pussy—” I leaned back and rubbed my swollen belly, using it as evidence to further prove my case.
“There’s a reason why there is a whole baby in here right now. I should be telling you to get your icy hot ready, because easy or not, I got a feeling I’ma cause you to pull a muscle or something fucking with me.”
This time it was him laughing uncontrollably to the point that he reached for his water to help catch his breath. He was doing the most.
“Don’t bring my baby into this. Peanut is an innocent bystander. But, baby, icy hot is a good one. So tonight though?”
I wanted to correct him when he called Peanut his, but honestly, it sounded nice and I hated to ruin my personal fantasy I had begun to form since Saturday.
I nodded as I put my eyes on my food, unable to look at him. My cheeks were burning from blushing so damn hard.
I had officially fucked up and caught feelings for my boyfriend.