Chapter 14 #2
“Aw, so good, Deke. Too fucking…ooh, right there.” Hollis’s moan hit my ear as I leaned into her more, thrusting harder as I grunted. Having her like this was dangerous for both of us because I was on the verge of coming too quick. I knew I wouldn’t pull out.
Nigga, you haven’t been pulling out no way.
I shifted us, pinning both of her legs to her chest while I anchored myself on my knees, dropping deep how she wanted, but in a controlled manner, or so I thought as she said something that had me glaring at her.
“I swear this your pussy, Deke. Your name is right there, baby,” she cried as she shook. The first set of tears cascaded down her cheeks.
“Hell yeah, I know it is, baby. Whose name on this pretty, juicy muthafucka? Let me hear you say that shit again, Hershey,” I demanded as I locked my hand around her throat.
“Your name is on this muthafucka. This your pussy, Deke. Drill this shit the fuck down,” she panted breathlessly as she continued coming. I stroked to the rhythm of our last name before I leaned down, tonguing her nastily.
“I love you, Hollis,” I said once I broke my mouth from hers. Yeah, it was a tacky cliché but she deserved to know how I felt in my most vulnerable state.
I was in love with my wife.
I didn’t expect her to respond nor did I think her words would have me busting inside her.
“I love you too, Luke.”
“Will you hold still please,” Hollis stressed, not voicing it as a question.
We were currently in the living room where she was straddling my lap, giving me a facial and tending to my beard as she called it.
My head laid back on the couch with my eyes closed, letting my hands and my hard dick be my guide as I slowly caressed her body.
“Baby, I am being still. You’re just taking too long.
I told you your pussy juices were all the beard care I needed.
” She kissed her teeth, stopping her movements, which had me peeking through one eye to see her glare before she rolled her eyes.
I swatted her ass cheek which was damn near bare since she had on another pair of those coochie shorts.
“Hershey, I’ma push these muthafuckas to the side and stuff you deep to give you a reason to roll them muthafuckas at me.”
“Luke, I told you this is for Mickey and you’re playing. Now, this is the last step. Tell me how does this oil smell to you? Is it too strong or underwhelming? Do you feel a tingling sensation? Can you please focus on the task at hand?”
“The smell is good, like a sweet woodsy scent. It feels good too, especially with you combing it with your fingers.”
“Good, that’s probably the shea butter and the cedarwood, and I believe she said there’s a hint of rosemary in here too.
And trust, everything is natural and homegrown.
This blend is supposed to calm itchiness and irritation and supports growth.
I also have one that promotes relaxation.
We’ll try that over the next few weeks. I want to see if it grows first though. ”
“I’m telling you, baby, if you just scoot up and ride my face, your pussy will help my beard grow all the same.” I was already in motion to lift her until her pussy was in my face.
“Luke! Baby, stop, please.” She giggled as I lowered her enough to get her shorts off.
“Uht uht, I did this, now you gotta do something for me. That was the deal. And if I can’t eat my chocolate pussy, then at least sit on him for me and give me a ride.
Please, Hershey, for good luck for tonight’s game,” I said, pulling my hard dick out, sitting her back down on him. She hissed but began grinding slowly.
“Baby, but you’re off today. We’re supposed to be going to the house,” she whined as I matched her rhythm, thrusting into her. Hollis felt so fucking good. I chuckled as I pulled her down, closer, burying my face in her neck, inhaling deep.
“Oh shit, yeah, I forgot about that. Well, ride this muthafucka for the fun of it.” I bit down on her neck, causing Hollis to moan louder as she did what she was told.
We ended up at the house later than we planned but after our session on the couch, then again in the shower. It was the best excuse for us to be behind schedule that I could think of.
“When was the last time you were here?” Hollis asked just as we pulled up to our house. Well, Jimmy’s since we still didn’t quite own it.
“Um…shit, honestly, it’s been years. Once things got bad and Jimmy couldn’t be by himself, there wasn’t a point, especially once I shut it down,” I said as I got out, but I walked around to see Hollis standing next to her now open door, causing me to turn my whole face up.
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked, which had her mirroring my expression with her dipped in brows and squinty eyes in confusion.
“Umm.. getting out. I mean, I’m not sitting in the truck. How else would we assess the house if I don’t.”
“Yes you are if you think you can open your doors around me. Get back in,” I said, placing my hand on the door, waiting for her to turn her ass around so I could rectify the problem.
Hollis kissed her teeth, waving me off. “Luke, I’m already out. Let’s just go inside. I have to get to the office soon. It’s not that deep. I’ve been opening my own doors for a long time. I can handle it. Get the next one.”
“Oh, don’t worry I am and this one. I didn’t ask if you could handle shit, I’m telling you not around me.
Get your ass back in the truck.” Without waiting any longer, I gently pushed her backwards, then lifted her inside, closing the door all while Hollis talked shit through the window, which had me grinning.
I stalled her for an extra minute before I opened her door, helping her down, and fixing her shirt.
“Luke, that wasn’t even necessary. Ain’t nobody paying attention to us to see you not opening the door.”
“Baby, yes it was. We’re standing outside the house of the man who taught me to always pick up the bill, open and close the doors, and greet my love with a kiss to constantly let her know where my heart lives,” I said as I grabbed her hand, kissing the back.
And for a brief moment as her eyes rolled, a smile graced her face as I led her up the stairs.
“Ugh, anyways, let’s get to it. I have a busy day. Just because you’re on mid-break doesn’t mean I am.” I chuckled as I unlocked the front door, pushing it in so she could walk in with me behind her.
“Girl, you just went back after two weeks that turned into three.”
“That’s not the poi—”
When she began coughing then sneezed, I knew the dust hit her allergies. No one had been here, not even a cleaning crew.
“Damn, my bad, Hershey. bless you. I should’ve at least had a crew do a light clean.
Do you want to come back after they sweep through?
It shouldn’t be that bad though because I never turned anything off at Jimmy’s request.” Hollis shook her head as a sneeze came out.
I paid the electric bill along with the water monthly.
The house was still very much functional, just dusty as hell.
“Nope. Just crack a window or two for now. It needs some fresh air for sure. I can’t believe you got this place smelling stale as hell.
If I were Jimmy, I would be rolling over in my casket at the way you played,” she said, producing a tissue from her purse.
I hustled to do as she instructed, raising a few windows in the living room and dining room while she continued.
It felt weird being back here with her after all this time. I looked at the cartoon drawing of us we had done at our first amusement park date that Jimmy insisted on hanging over his buffet and snorted just as Hollis found me.
“Oh my gosh, he still had this ugly ass picture?” she groaned as I turned to face her.
“Of course, he said this was the best one we had taken,” I joked. We had to be no more than seventeen in this picture.
Hollis kissed her teeth, going toward the picture.
“Well jokes on him. It’s the first thing that’s going. Won’t no one get the chance to say they saw me busted, not even as a cartoon character.” I stopped her, taking the picture from her hand.
“Uht uht, we’re keeping this one. It’s going to our house.
We’re not throwing away this memory. Do you remember how much I paid to get this done?
We had to eat corndogs to make this happen that day instead of my Italian sausage with peppers and lemonade shakes I wanted.
Shoot, we’re getting my money’s worth. We got about another ten to twenty years left on this bad boy. ” I tucked it under my arm.
“Okay, you’re pushing hoarding status just like Jimmy. Because ain’t no way he got this either.” Our first set of photobooth photos laid on the buffet. At this point in the house tour it was feeling like a fuc—
“Damn, we had to be his favorite people because not he made his house a museum of us. Luke, this man better not have our prom corsages in the freezer or some shit.”
I laughed as we moved through the room, taking everything in.
I had to admit, we were laid out everywhere in the house.
Of course others decorated his walls just the same, but not like us.
The way turning every corner had a memory of us etched into the walls had me shaking my head once I noticed our memories became separated lives with different stories.
He had me over the years in my different team jerseys and some of Hollis’s big stories hung up on the wall.
“Naw, but don’t be surprised if—"
I was cut off again as she opened the freezer to find a mini cake that said happy anniversary.
She gasped, covering her mouth as I watched the tears well in her glossy browns. Yeah, this was Jimmy’s doing, but also Kay’s. She had been the last person in here.
“We never got to celebrate our two-year anniversary. I asked him to keep it here, but we never made it back, Luke.” She choked on her words. I took out the cake, looking at the custom toppers I’d saved up to have made for her. I didn’t even know she used them to decorate the anniversary cake.