My heartbeat sped up.Of course! I was a whole damn nurse! Of course, I had other options! Sensing the light bulb had just pinged inside my head, Dr. Cartright sighed.
“That’s how grief works,” he said calmly. “It makes you remember the tragedy, sit in the sorrow, and wrestle with reality. It makes you blind to see anything good anymore. Our mentality faces everything with abutand never anin spite of. Grief robs us of the opportunity to hope.”
If anyone understood grief, Dr. Cartright did. He was a widower who lost both his wife and son on the table during his wife’s emergency Cesarean section.
He helped me sit up, then covered my body. “Your body has healed perfectly.” Tapping my chest he said, “This needs to be next. Your children are destined to be here, Bianca. Don’t allow how they get here to discourage or depress you. Aight?”
Nodding, I whispered, “Thank you.”
All the times I rejected Antonias, and he’d stood over me, determined to give me life. Without a shred of my love, he showed me love in my weakest hour. I would never doubt him again.
“Tastethis,”Isaidto Antonias. I held a folded tortilla full of steak, green, yellow, and red peppers, onions, guacamole, sour cream, and cheese to his lips. He opened and took the biggest bite, causing me to giggle and clean the sour cream from the corner of his mouth.
Our tasty lunch came at the skilled hands of Margarite Suarez. Gion and Margarite arrived at the farm last night. Seeing themput a smile on Antonias’s face that I knew was how his heart permanently felt. As always, his parents welcomed me with open arms.
The weather was cool and mild today. Wrapped in fleece and thick socks, Antonias and I sat by the lake eating and listening to nature play sounds that soothed the most chaotic soul. With each passing day that I spent at the farm, I didn’t want to leave. From feeding the goats, gathering eggs, and watching the Big Three tend to the land, I loved everything about this life.
“How do you leave this place for the city?” I asked.
“Normally, it’s not hard to walk away. I come here for peace and quiet. Back in the day, I didn’t appreciate this place for what it was. I found any and every reason to run away. Now… I couldn’t imagine not having this place.” He glanced at me, took my hand, then tugged me until we were close enough for my head to rest on his shoulder. “Being here with you has created imagery that makes it hard to leave this place. This is where we finally agreed that we can’t live without each other.”
“Right,” I mumbled and pecked his scruffy cheek. Somehow that ended with us gazing into each other’s eyes. The sun highlighted the light specks embedded in his irises.
Our lips joined, which started off slowly. Soon after, we kissed so furiously that everything around me drowned out. All I could hear was the sound of Antonias’s heart pounding as the kiss grew deeper. When he laid me down, my body sang with joy. Making love by the lake wasn’t how I pictured my first time taking place. However, in the moment, I just wanted Antonias.
He undressed me with care. The first place his lips touched was my abdomen. His constant reassurance in tandem with his tender care made me soft as butter for him. He’d seen my body too many times to count. Yet, he reverenced it as if he’d never laid eyes on me before.
Weeping Willow trees were strategically placed around us, and they were curtains that hid Antonias as he undressed himself. He maintained eye contact with me as he stripped his clothes from his body. I relaxed on the thick blanket, anxiously awaiting the moment where I would be tied to his body for a lifetime.
He joined me, hovering over me and kissing down my body. Often, he pleased me this way. The further his lips went, the more I squirmed and begged him to touch the place where juices flowed from the mere thought of him. Finally, his tongue sought refuge inside my wet tunnel. He lapped me up as I cried out with pleasure. This shit would never get old.
Minutes later, the protrusion of his dick forced my eyes to glaze over. He groaned deeply in his throat, as I didn’t tense up. Relaxing, I was prepared for this,readyfor this. As he pushed inside of me, a flood of tears emerged from the pain I felt.
He kissed my tears away and said, “You’re so perfect. I’m the luckiest man to ever exist.”
Right there by the lake, Antonias took my virginity. As he held my trembling body close to his, I kissed along his neck and promised to love him forever.
CHAPTER 15
ANTONIAS
Afewdayslater…
Rolling over, I pinned Bianca to the bed and kissed my way down her body. She squirmed beneath me and opened her thighs for me. Her fingers tripped through my hair as I placed her thighs over my shoulders. I kissed down her scar, her pelvic bone, then spread her lips with the tip of my tongue. She was soaking wet by the time I dove in. Slowly, I lapped her up as she moaned and shook from my onslaught. Gently, I tugged on her clit, causing an orgasm to ripple through her. She squirted on my waiting tongue, and I lapped that up, too.
I came up for air and pushed her thighs back against the bed to give my dick full access. Bianca’s hand gripped me and slid the tip up her still quivering flesh.
“Shit,” I groaned as I watched her use my dick to play with herself. She was so fucking sensual that the foreplay kept me struggling not to give in too soon. Finally, she led me to her opening. I pushed in and gritted my teeth against the feeling of her wet, tight pussy. This shit was all mine, and I fucked her like it was.
“Ooh,” she crooned as she clawed at the skin on my shoulders. Even as I sank deeper, I kissed her deeply.
“Our bodies make good love together, Bee. You feel how hard I am?”
“Yes,” she softly cried as an orgasm built. Flipping her over on her stomach, I brought her to her knees and drove back inside as I smoothed my hands over her plump ass. The deep curve in her back was perfect, and her fingers found anything to latch on to as I stroked her from behind.
“You so tight around a nigga,” I praised her. “I couldn’t wait to be inside this pussy again, Bee…”
Her pussy tightened its grip. I hissed and bit into my bottom lip to prepare myself for the feeling of her shattering beneath me. Preparation was futile. As she came, I growled and drove deeper, watching my dick pound into her gushy, wet tunnel. My dick glistened with her nut and strained even more as she convulsed around me.
