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I shoved the thoughts away and took a deep breath before I pushed the door of the bathroom open and reentered the bedroom. Gino sat on the bed. He looked up from his phone and tossed it to the side.

Holding his hand out for me, he said, “Come here.” I went to him without thinking. It felt good to hush my thoughts and not think. My body seemed to obey him on its own accord. Finally, it seemed, my entire ecosystem worked together and felt at peace. When I got within arm’s reach, he grabbed my hands and looked at my pajamas. “You know how cute you are?”

I shrugged shyly. “Thank you.”

“How you feelin’? Yo’ stomach good? The food ain’t fuck wit’ you, did it?”

I shook my head. Gino had already warned the poor server back at the restaurant that if I got a stomachache because of the food, there would be problems.

“I’m good. I should be good now that I got the IV treatments done. I have an injection I have to do once a month going forward, so hopefully the flare-ups are a thing of the past.”

He nodded as his hands found my hips. “Come lay down.”

I obliged. I was so exhausted, and as I got into the bed, my limbs seemed to get heavier.

As soon as I lay down, Gino hovered over me. My heart galloped inside my chest.

“Hi.” I sounded childish, but Gino brought that side up out of me. That shy girl who had never been loved properly but wanted to so badly that she didn’t want to say the wrong thing and mess it all up.

“Hey, beautiful,” he uttered before he leaned down and kissed me.

This kiss was hungrier than the previous ones we’d shared. My arms wrapped around his back and clawed at him, pulling him closer. The weight of him pressed into me, and my legs spread wide, inviting him in.

He pulled back and peered down at me. The yearning in his eyes matched my own, and my heart pranced around my chest, filling my entire body with its vibrations in anticipation of what was to come.

Gino stroked my hair as he gazed at me. “When I slide up in you, I want you to know I’m fully yours. I don’t want that pretty mind wonderin’ or drawin’ conclusions that aren’t there. I don’t want there to be anything in the way. Your mind will be focused completely on me and our future.

“But I can’t go another second without tastin’ you. Can I taste you, Yaya? Can I get to know yo’ pussy? My pussy?”

My core clenched with desire. At the moment, nothing else entered my mind other than my indescribable need for this man.

“Yes,” I whispered.

Gino wasted no time pulling away from me slightly and pulling my pajama shorts and panties down. I opened my legs up for him, and he spent several seconds just staring at my pussy. I squirmed. Though I hadn’t had sex in a long time, I kept up with my waxing. I took pride in my cleanliness, but I’d never had someone just stare at my most private part so intently, so it made me nervous.

Before my mind could completely go into overdrive, he spoke. “I watch porn like every other nigga.”

My brows scrunched. “Okay,” I said slowly, unsure of where he was going with that statement.

“I always saw pussies shaped like this, but I never encountered one before. It’s the most beautiful thing I ever saw.”

My entire body warmed. My nipples hardened. It seemed like my body had been engulfed in flames.

“I always knew you were my dream girl. I ain’t care about yo’ pussy or nothin’ like that, but it’s like God keep tellin’ me I’m makin’ the right decision.”

“By eating my pussy and setting your wife up? God told you that was the right thing?”

He narrowed his eyes playfully as he looked at me. “I ain’t even know you could talk like that. Tell me to eat yo’ pussy.”

I gawked at him. “You’re just gonna ignore what I said?”

“I told you what I want. You gonna listen to daddy?”

“Eat my pussy,” I said, shyness overtaking my entire body.

He grinned. “Good girl, baby. You such a good girl.”

Before I could process the warmth spreading through my core at his words, I felt his tongue swipe across my clit before he gently sucked it into his mouth.