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“I will be alright because I have you,” I whispered against his chest. “Now for the stress relief part of the evening.”
Gyth had been teaching me a thing or two over the last couple of weeks and I was becoming addicted to everything we did, but taking him in my mouth had become like a drug. It made me high taking in his masculine taste and also knowing I could bring him to the edge as I did it. Pleasing him like he always pleased me was intoxicating.
So I dropped to my knees, my hands sliding down his chest as I went, my fingers stopping at the button on his jeans.Pop, went the button, then I pulled down slowly on the zipper, watching his eyes that were locked on mine as his breathing sped up from the anticipation of what was to come.
“Once I pull some of the stress from this very fine body of yours, we are going to take a tub-tub,” I said, almost giggling at my silly words.
Gyth’s eyes twinkled with laughter. “Tub-tub?” he questioned
“That's mom talk for a bath. When you’re around Jurnee and the kids so much, you pick up on stuff,” I replied smiling. “And I do enjoy a good tub-tub, with my man.”
Laughing, I grabbed the top of his jeans and yanked them down, taking his boxers with them. And with every moment I could feel him softening more and more.
Well, all except one part of his anatomy.
“First things first,” I told him, leaning in and kissing the tip of his extremely hard cock.
Gyth’s eyes smoldered, and he moaned as he tilted his head back, looking up at the ceiling.
“You may be the death of me woman.”
“But what a way to go,” I said. Then I got busy pleasing the man of my dreams, while I also dreamed of one day being the mother of his children.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Gyth
Fuck,my girl was wicked with her mouth.
Taking me to heaven and back with her lips on my dick, she also said something I couldn’t get out of my mind. Something that excited me just as much.
She had said, ‘Mom talk’, and now all I could think of was making her round with my baby.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Summer
I didn’t wantto go.
Groaning at even the thought of appearing at the country club for my parents' anniversary party they held there every year made me feel horribly sick to my stomach. I hated the place, didn’t care to be around my parents and their friends, but like a decent person since they were family, I subjected myself to it each year.
I had got off work and found a text from my mother telling me to call her regarding the function because there were some things she would like to go over. So when I got home, I made the dreaded call. Talking to my mother never seemed to go over well at all.
And this conversation was no exception.
By the time I’d gotten off the phone with her, it was me that needed stress release in the form of a tub-tub and a very stiff drink. Because if I didn’t relieve the tension she brought to my life anytime we talked or were in each other's presence, I may very well see the inside of a padded cell, thanks to the insanity she always caused.
They’d likely throw away the key too.
Sitting down on the couch, I thrust my head back against the pillows and groaned loudly. “I can come up with an excuse, right?” I mumbled to myself out loud.
“Talking to yourself again?” Alley asked as she walked into the room and plopped her butt on the couch next to me. “You do know they could commit you for that right?” she added, laughing.
See, what had I just said, my mother made me crazy.
Sitting up straight, I turned my body to face my friend and pulled both legs up onto the couch in a criss-cross-applesauce style, needing to talk. “The nutty behavior is compliments of no other than my mother herself and the call I just had with her.
Frowning, Alley also turned her body to mirror mine. “Yup, that will do it.”
