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"Oh, my God, Jacob, I’m cumming again," she said as she marked my back with her finger nails raking down my skin.
The sharp pain from her nails sent me into a frenzy and over the edge I went as my growls joined her sweet moans. I fucked her harder until our orgasms rocked us both to the core. Neither of us could move after our last round of intense lovemaking, but I somehow found the strength to rollover without disconnecting our bodies. Our breathing slowed to normal as we held each other in silence. The love we felt for one another spiked volumes in our moment of silence while luxuriating in our love.
*
Destiny emerged from our bathroom after showering and getting dressed an hour later. I had showered in the guest bathroom and slid into a pair of pajama bottoms and house shoes, while she was dressed to the nines in a purple dress and heeled sandals. Her well-oiled skin seemed to be calling my attention to its sweetness. I stood behind her at the mirror while she was combing her hair. “You must not want to make it out of this house coming out here dressed like that.” I said.
“Stop kidding around,” she said waving me away before adjusting her diamond necklace.
I snaked my arms around her waist. “You know I don’t kid around about what I want.”
“Jacob, I just got showered and got dressed,” she pouted. “Plus, Tasha will be here to pick me up any minute.”
“In that case, I guess you’re saved by the bell,” I said as the doorbell chimed through the house.
Within seconds, Lynetta’s voice chimed through the intercom system. “Miss. Destiny, you have a guest. A Miss Tasha Baker.”
“She’ll be down in just a second,” I said, spinning her around to kiss her lips before letting her go.
Instead of doing housework, I talked her into having some fun at the spa with Tasha. They also planned to spend some time going over the details of Montana’s birthday party that was fast approaching.
Once Destiny swished her sweet tail out of our bedroom, I decided to call and check on my mother. “Hello, Mom… glad you answered,” I said, when she answered on the second ring.
“Hi, Son, you called my number. Why wouldn’t I answer?”
“Dad’s been trying to get in touch with you today and you weren’t answering your phone,” I said with a question in my voice.
“Why would I answer the phone for him when he chooses to spend his time philandering with that woman?”
“I would hardly call what Dad is doing philandering, Mom.”
“I don’t expect you to take my side, Jacob. After all, you both are barking around the same trees.”
“I didn’t call for all this extra conversation. I just wanted to make sure my mother was still alive and well.”
“Well, unfortunately I haven’t croaked, so you and your father still have to deal with me,” she said bluntly. I heard the sound of glass clanking and light music in the background. “I just walked into the restaurant to meet Martha and Janice, I’ll call you soon, Jacob.”
“Okay, I love you, Mom,” I said.
Mom paused for a minute, as if she were thinking about her reply. “Same here, Jacob,” she said before hanging up. She had been brief, but I was glad she was hanging with her friends. The last thing I wanted her to do was sit around and sulk over Dad.
Having sent my favorite girl on her way to a relaxing day and checked on my other favorite girl, I felt accomplished.
Chapter 11
Destiny
When the Caged Bird Swings
“I wish yo’ ass would stop smiling all the damn time. You remind me of how single and celibate I am. Two things I loathe at the moment,” Tasha said as we sat out on the patio at an eatery. The sun was shining through a few dubious clouds as we caught up on the planning for Montana’s birthday party coming up in a month.
“Am I smiling? I didn’t even know,” I said, innocently.
“Bitch, you know your ass is cheesing like somebody bought crackers up in here. I know you’re in love, but do you have to rub it in?”
“Damn, Tasha, the hate and shade is so real today. Are you PMSing?”
“I’m sorry, girl. Yes, I’m PMSing, horny, and everything else. Every dude I’ve met in the past two months ain’t been about shit,” she said taking a sip of her soda.
