Page 75 of Good As Hell

Taking her lips, I seal the promise. Her lips are sweet. Later, her pussy is even sweeter. Part of me thinks it’s her being pregnant, yet still deep down I know it’s the pleasure of the new commitment we’ve made to each other.

A YEAR LATER

Cradling my little, Antonia, named after my great-great grandmother. I watch my little songbird sing the song she saved as a surprise just for me.

All that I am

All that I hope to be

All of my desires

You’ve shown me in loving me

All the possibilities

I have not been perfect

I’ve not always been kind

Yet still in you I found compassion

Your love has allowed me to shine

I never thought I’d find a love so true

I never let myself even dream

Of the reality that we now share

That nothing can ever compare

You are my love and I am yours

A dream a hope a revelation

You say that in loving me you found home

Habibi you are my safety, my pleasure

My love my are my treasure

My heart soars hearing the words she wrote for just me. The last year has been one of the greatest blessings. Trails remain but, Inshallah, I wouldn’t take one second from it. I have a beautiful daughter who made her appearance with vocals to rival those of her mother.

“She’s going to be a mezzo soprano.” Lyric crooned, singing her favorite lullaby to our little princess just last night.

Though she says this is her last tour, I don’t know if I believe that. I don’t know if I even want that to be true. She shines on the stage as she takes in the love from the crowd. I’m man enough to let her stand in her purpose and shine as my princess as Empress.

A queen in every sense of the word. Even pregnant, she managed to forge a relationship with little Zayn.

“Umm!” Zayn calls out with Ayaan, along with the crowd calling for the Empress. His transition into our family seamless.Lyric fell in love with him and I did immediately when she brought him for a visit.

It took some time to build trust, but eventually he asked us to be his parents.

She’s scans the crowd but her gaze rises until she her gaze reaches where we stand cheering her high above the masses.

“I love you, Habibi,” my heart nearly explodes knowing she means only me. Knowing the feeling to be love by one such as her is amazing.

She wipes tears of happiness from her cheeks and I can’t wait to kiss them away when our little family is reunited.

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