“Good, that’s what I like to hear. Come on.” I headed toward the front door. “Let’s get some boxes and get our things packed up. I’m sure you’re tired of living in your granny’s house anyway. Ain’t no space in here.”
I looked around at all the old antique figurines her grandmother had filled every corner with.
“I know you ain’t talking while you been living in that roach-infested motel,” she bantered.
I stopped walking. “Wynn, don’t play like that.” I was serious as fuck. She had hit a nerve. No one knew I lived in a motel because I always stayed in designer clothes and had a nice car. The money I got from Basheer was used to pay for my car note and my luxury items. He had no idea where I lived because I always found an excuse why he couldn’t come over, so I always went to his condo instead.
The smile on her face faded. “I’m sorry.”
I knew my cousin didn’t mean any harm, but I really thought I had lucked up with Basheer. That’s why I never invested in an apartment. I thought he would move me in and give me access to his money. He had really fucked up my plans.
“It’s alright, Wynn. Just get yo’ facts straight next time.”
She looked at me with her nose wrinkled. “Huh?”
“You might see one or two baby roaches, but that shit ain’t infested.”
Wynn checked my expression to see whether I was serious or not. When I cracked a smile, she did too. We laughed on our way out the door. When we made it to my car, I looked around at the city I called home. Soon, we would be saying goodbye to Miami for good.
It was time for Wynn and me to start over in Atlanta.
CHAPTER 34
EMBER
Two Months Later
“Em Baby, this pussy taste better than I remember… fuck…” Reason’s voice trailed off as he massaged my swollen clit with his lips. My body was propped up so I wasn’t lying flat on my back, and from this angle, he had his face deep in my lady parts.
This was the first time we’d been intimate since reuniting. He called himself being respectful, when all I wanted was for him to disrespectfully fuck me, pregnant and all. As much as I wanted him, we’d been taking it slow and getting to know each other all over again as adults. We’d spent every day together since coming back to Los Angeles. Seeing the man he grew up to be made me love him more than I ever thought I could.
Reason kept eating me, sending explosions of pleasure through my body.
“Rea… Reas… ooo, shittt…” I cooed, unable to stop my legs from shaking and my pussy from gushing.
“Get it out, baby. Give me that sweet shit, beautiful.”
He pressed the tip of his tongue against my bean and flicked it fast and firmly. His mouth had me going crazy. My eyes rolledas I pushed into his face. Reason responded by burying his face and tongue deeper into my pussy.
“They ain’t lied.” He licked up the juices spraying from my center. “Pregnant pussy… yo’ pregnant pussy is the best, Em.”
“Mmhm… yesss…” I moaned, feeling my orgasm building.
Reason spread my thick legs wider, and his long tongue traveled from my pearl to my moist hole, then back to my clit again. He sucked it into his mouth and took his time tongue-kissing it.
So passionately. So nasty.
He looked up and stared into my low eyes. “Drown me, Ember,” he demanded.
I gripped his head while my whole body shook violently. Sex tears ran down my face as my nectar coated his full lips.
He kept eating.
He kept tasting me… devouring me.
“Reasonnn…”
“Yeah, baby… gimme all of it…” he ordered, still drinking from my honey pot.
