I nodded, picking up what he put down.
“I sent the address to your burner.”
I nodded as though he could see me. “Good looking, thanks for everything, Lee.”
“Anytime, son.”
We hung up soon after and my attention was on the closed door where I knew Liora was showering. I entered the bathroom immediately.
“He’s sleeping that fast?” she asked when I opened the door.
“Yup.” I pulled my shirt off and dropped my underwear and sweats before I stepped in behind her.
Once I was in, I pulled her body against mine. “No invite?”
She faced me with a smirk. “I told you I was coming in here, didn’t I?”
“But that wasn’t no invite.” I watched her turn and grab a blue sponge from the hook on the wall. She then grabbed the body wash then squirted a generous amount.
“Maybe not, but you’re here, right?” She rubbed the sponge against my skin before attempting to nudge me against the bench in back of the shower.
I backed up as she wanted and took a seat, my eyes locked on her body. She straddled my lap seconds later, rubbing the soaped-up sponge across my chest.
She knew what she was doing too, sensually rubbing and soaping me up all slow. She took her time, eyes locked on mine.
“You on bullshit.” I licked my lips, watching her.
When she was done, she dropped the sponge to the side of us and leaned forward, lips centimeters from mine.
“Nope I’m not. This is a shower.” She pecked my lips and tried to back up, but my hand wrapped firmly around her neck before she could create any real space. I deepened the kiss, sucking her bottom lip, then letting her go.
“Show me what you can do up there, Killa,” I said after we parted.
She grinned but didn’t say anything else. Instead, she planted her feet on the tiled bench and stood, the water washing soap off of us as it rained from the ceiling. Then she lowered her body, reaching between us and grabbing my dick.
I bit into my bottom lip at her touch, then lost my shit as she eased her warm, sopping tunnel down my hardness. She fit me like a fucking glove, everything about her did.
When we finally made it out of the shower, the bed was the next move but Liora had to moisturize and I went to check on Junior. It was a habit when he wasn’t in my sight. I had been away from him for too long.
Once I made sure he was still sleeping fine, I went back to the bedroom. For a moment I stood there watching her moisturize and get lost in her thoughts like normal. Liora was fucking beautiful, the type of beauty I couldn’t help but admire every chance I got.
“I gotta go to Chicago in the morning. I’ma drop Junior off with my mother and head out. I should be back early though.”
“What time?” She blinked a few times, then focused on me.
“Five in the morning. Quick trip. I need to handle something.”
She studied me for a moment, eyes trying to find what my mouth hadn’t uttered. “Fine, be tight lipped. But you don’t have to wake your mom up at five in the morning. He’s good here. I don’t have to go in tomorrow.”
“Are you sure about that? I don’t want to overwhelm you.”
“Yes, we’ll be fine. I’m going to be living here with you and him soon, right?” she reasoned.
I nodded. “Yeah, whenever you pack your shit up.”
“Uh, you literally just asked me to move in. What did you expect? For me to be packed and ready to move in hours?”
“Probably. It’s not like you’ve stayed in that damn place since you bullied your way into my life. As a matter of fact, you sure you ain’t homeless and keeping up the charade of having a spot to impress me.”
