Page 61 of Smoke

I stood to my full height, pussy juice dripping from my beard and lips. Pulling her upright, I crashed those same lips into hers, allowing her to savor the essence of her on my tongue. My dick was straining against my pants, but I couldn’t give her that shit yet. Not tonight.

She’d gotten what she needed and deserved, so that was good enough for me.

“You good?” I asked when our lips parted.

She gave a lazy nod. “Yes.”

“You tired?”

She giggled. “Yes. That took a lot out of me.”

“I know. It’s all over me. You need help cleaning yourself up?”

“I got it.”

I helped her down from the countertop. “Go ahead. I’ll clean this up.”

She nodded as she grabbed her shorts and started to walk away. I rounded the counter to the sink where I found cleaning supplies.

“Devin?”

“What’s up?”

“Can… can you stay? I mean if you don’t have anywhere to be.”

“I can do that. Just let me clean this up, then I’ll lock the house down and meet you in the bedroom.”

“Okay.”

She hurried from the kitchen as I got to work cleaning and sanitizing the counter surface. I placed her sundae in the freezer because I was sure her cravings would hit again. When I was done, I headed outside to grab the duffel bag I kept in the car with extra clothes and toiletries and my gun.

Tapping on my boy’s window, I waited for him to roll it down.

“’Sup, boss?”

“You can head out. I got it tonight.”

He grinned at me. “Don’t make that lady go into labor early.”

“Bye, man.”

I tapped the hood and went back into the house. After locking up, I headed to Romi’s room. She was already in bed, snoring softly. I chuckled as I put my things down. Opening my bag, I grabbed my bodywash, toothbrush, and toothpaste before heading into the en suite bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth.

When I was done, I went back into the bedroom and stripped down to my boxers. Grabbing my pistol, I walked over to the bedroom and placed it on the dresser. Tossing back the covers, I slid into bed behind Romi. For a moment, I lay there, staring at the back of her head as she slept. There was too much space between us.

That was a crazy ass thought to me. I didn’t cuddle. I didn’t show affection after fucking, and I damn sure didn’t spend the night. But her? I didn’t mind being close to her. Ineededher closer.

I slid one arm beneath her and the other between her legs and pulled her into me. She fit perfectly, her back nestled into my front. With my arm draped around her, I gently caressed her belly and closed my eyes.

“Good night, Devin.”

“Good night, love.”

The soundof my phone ringing woke me from my slumber. I tried to move but realized a hard body was planted firmly against me with an arm wrapped tightly around my waist. I looked back to see Devin knocked out. I smiled. I couldn’t believe we’d taken things there last night, but I had to admit his mouth was good for more than talking shit and cursing.

The orgasm he gave me was so long overdue and so fucking needed. It took everything in me to make it to the bathroom and clean myself up. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out.

Reaching over, I grabbed the phone from my nightstand to see my sister calling. Swiping to answer, I placed it to my ear.

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