Page 61 of Love Sanctioned

“Yeah, it was something…” My sentence trailed off when Karsyn walked out of the villa in a two-piece suit barely covering any fucking thing. I was grateful it was only her and me in this villa because not a damn thing she was wearing would have made it out of the bedroom.

“But I got you, boss. I’ll have it handled before you get home.”

“Good look.”

We hung up a few seconds later, with me setting the phone in the dry area near the pool. My eyes relished the peach-colored suit and how it complemented her skin.

“I just requested dinner to be delivered,” she said, stepping into the shallow side of the pool and sitting on the edge with those thick ass thighs wide open, inviting me in.

I nodded, pushing off the back of the pool, going toward her.

“I can’t believe we’ve been here four days already. You have to bring me back here at some point.”

“After everything dies down, I will. Might have to bring Junior though.”

She giggled. “That’s fine too. We could have a family vacation.”

“As long as everybody is in their own space. I like having you to myself, barely clothed.”

She shook her head.

A brief silence filled the space before I broke it, knowing what we needed to discuss. “When we get home, things may get a little hectic for a minute, but it’ll blow over.”

She was quiet for a moment, looking off at the sunset. “My father.”

“Gotta die, Syn.”

She giggled softly. “I figured that much. You don’t put as much bad in the world as he does and walk away easily. Nothing he does is in the name of survival, but instead selfish intentions and disdain for others.”

I nodded, pushing her legs apart.

“Just make sure none of what needs to blow over swallows you. You don’t storm my wedding, marry me, then take yourself away from me. I need you, Psy… we need you.”

“That’s it? Nothing about me killing your father?”

“Do you remember the first night we met officially?” she asked.

I nodded. How could I forget? I sent a nigga into his final rest for her.

“You saved me. You never claimed to be perfect or some God. You were just yourself, showing me your heart while also telling me to stay away from you. You have always been authentically you and I fell in love with that. Not some façade or pretense. You’re you. So, that is it, because I love you unconditionally, regardless of anything.”

“Say it again.”

She smiled widely. “I love you unconditionally, Posydiann Murphy.”

“Good, then I guess you aren’t gonna give me any lip about my next request?” I stepped between her legs, now playing with the thin swimsuit material.

She shifted forward, her pussy right where I needed it. “I’m listening.”

“When we get back to The States, I want you to move in with me and Junior. We’ll turn one of the spare bedrooms into your at home studio and start getting the nursery together as well.”

“That doesn’t sound like a request, husband.” She lifted her leg just as I got the bikini untied. I was looking at my favorite place.

“Then what does it sound like?” I leaned forward, her essence pulling me into her.

“Something you can earn, right here right now.”

She didn’t have to tell me twice.