Page 10 of Know Your Place

My heart fluttered. We enjoyed watching reality TV and talking shit about all the couples. Laying up with Beretta was always a good time, and he was going to feed me? I was more than down.

“Last chance to go be with ol’ girl from the party,” I joked as I climbed onto my bed after I got dressed.

Before I could get comfortable, he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me into him. I giggled as he tickled me.

“You get on my fuckin’ nerves, you know that?” he asked.

I shrieked. “Boy, stop! Cut it out.”

“Nah, you cut it the fuck out. Ain’t nobody worried about that dusty bitch.” He let me go, but not before he stole a kiss from me.

“Yeah, aight. Say that again,” I muttered.

“Don’t get fucked up. Order from our spot. I’ll Zelle you the money.”

With a grin, I happily did as I was told. My heart finally settled now that I knew where Beretta was and what he was doing, for the moment at least.

Icelynn’s clingy ass always managed to tangle her limbs around me on the rare occasions that we stayed a full night together, which I had to admit had been happening more often lately. Her little ass could act like she wasn’t stuck on a nigga all she wanted, but the way she curled her body around me whenever we slept told a whole different story.

I looked down at her as she snored lightly with her mouth hanging open and everything. Her red bonnet was on her head, and her face was void of makeup. I loved her best like this. My brick-hard dick begged to be freed from my boxers. I adjusted, and Icelynn grunted before going right back to snoring.

I moved my chest slightly to see if she’d drooled on me with her mouth hanging open like that. Not that I would care, but I definitely wouldn’t let her hear the end of it if she did. Irritating her was my favorite hobby. Lucky for her, she hadn’t drooled, so I continued to stare at her through sleepy eyes. We had stayed up late into the night, watching TV and fucking. I knew she had to be just as tired as me, but my growling stomach urged me to wake her up.

I tapped her soft ass lightly. “Wake up, Juicy. Daddy’s hungry.”

Icelynn groaned and mumbled something incoherent, no doubt a smart-ass remark, before she untangled herself from me and turned onto her back. Her legs spread under the covers, and she muttered, “All you can eat.”

I chuckled. “You wild.”

But I’d be damned if I didn’t slide my ass down and get under the covers. This was a win-win situation. I’d wake her up with my tongue, and I’d get a little dessert before breakfast.

My tongue swiped across her clit, and one of her hands found the back of my head and the other gripped my arm as her back arched.

“Shit.” She moaned while I took my time savoring my favorite place. I’d never admit that to her, but Icelynn’s pussy had to have crack in it. I was addicted, and if I could spend all day between her legs, I would without hesitation.

I took my time pleasing her, enjoying her soft cries of pleasure as she gripped the sheets, my arms, and my head in rotation.

It only took minutes for her legs to shake, and I locked in on her spot. I didn’t let up until she called my name and then went limp.

As much as I wanted to keep enjoying her treasure, I made my way up her body and kissed her lips, morning breath and all.

“Come on. Get up. I’m hungry.”

Icelynn peered up at me for a few seconds before she spoke. “I’m tired, Beretta.”

I gripped the side of her thigh. I was so temped to slide inside her, but I knew how I got when I was hungry, and if I didn’t get food soon, I’d be more of a menace than I normally was.

“Aight. Let me feed you and then fuck you back to sleep,” I suggested.

I could tell the idea intrigued her, but of course, she couldn’t just go with the flow. “Why can’t you just go get food on your own and then come fuck me back to sleep?”

Because I want to go out to eat with my favorite lady.

“Get yo’ ass up, Juicy.”

She sucked her teeth, shoved me off her, and grumbled as she got out of bed. When she got to her bedroom door, she turned and stuck her middle finger up at me before she went toward the bathroom.

I chuckled. I wasn’t paying her crazy ass any mind. My phone was on the nightstand, so I grabbed it as I got out of the bed and checked my notifications before I headed to the bathroom to take a shower with Icelynn. I knew sex wouldn’t happen, because she was grumpy as hell when she was tired, and I was irritable when I was hungry, but I liked the thought of looking at her in all her naked glory and feasting my eyes on what I could devour as soon as we got back to her place.