Page 28 of Bully

“So how will that look for you? If you start working lighter days, will that cut into your weekends?”

“Not really. I’ve been thinking about bringing another esthetician on. I can niche down and do only what I want instead of offering so much. She can do the things I don’t want to do, and I’ll still keep my core clients and weekends off.”

“That’s sounds good, Angel. I don’t mentor daily, and you know their breaks are mine, so I’ll have summers off completely at the schools. With the stores, I can pop in whenever. Asylum’s safehouses are what usually take up the most of my time, but now that we’ve all had babies, he’s brought in a second team, so we won’t have to have those long days anymore.”

“We all need to get together soon. We haven’t done so since you’ve been back. You need to see the way Marz is like the little protector of all the babies. He isn’t like that with just his little sister Merci. It’s the cutest little thing. They all follow him around, even if they have to crawl. Innah rolls on her belly trying to keep up.”

That visual made me chuckle. Marz got that honest from Merc. We all were protectors of whoever was in need, but Merc had always been the one to intentionally step up in any and all situations to lead. I couldn’t wait to watch our children grow up and see who and what they were going to be.

“I’ll set that up,” I agreed, “but for now…” I used her ankle to pull her back down onto the bed. “I want my dick to get together with your pussy.”

“Ooh, I love the sound of that, daddy.”

“Un uh. Don’t start that shit unless you want me to test how loud we can get. Princess has had an emotional day. You better behave so we won’t wake her up.”

Her giggle was like music to my ears, and it only increased when I started licking and kissing her neck. Those giggles turned into moans when I moved down to her nipples. And those moans turned into panting when I made my way between her legs. Keeping them spread, I lapped up her wetness like a cat with a bowl of milk.

Innvy’s chest heaved, and she took short breaths as I slurped her clit into my mouth and moaned. Her legs trembled and head flung back as she gripped my head. I watched her unravel—ragged breathing, eyes closed, mouth open, head flung back. Pleasing her always pleased me. My dick throbbed as her clit throbbed in my mouth.

When she whimpered and tugged her bottom lip into her mouth, I knew she was close.

“Moan for me,” I commanded, before licking from her asshole to the top of her clit, paying special attention to her opening.

“Ahh, yes, Bully,” she moaned, holding my neck to keep me in place.

“That’s right, baby. Let go. You deserve to cum.”

I focused my attention on the top of her clit, and only a few seconds passed before her whimpers returned. I lifted, wanting to see her walls pulse and her pussy leak. She had the gushiest pussy I’d ever experienced. I watched in awe as her cum slipped out of her before lowering myself to lick up every drop.

“Oh shit, bae.” Innvy panted and clawed at my shoulders as I sucked her clit and swirled my tongue around it at the same time. Her hums and moans always motivated me to give her more—and now was no different. I continued until she came again, and the only reason I lifted myself and wiped my mouth was because my dick wanted to feel the wet mess we’d created.

Using her ankle, I flipped her onto her hands and knees. Innvy had always been sentimental, so her favorite positions were those that allowed us to look in each other’s eyes. However, when I hit it from the back, I could make her cum quickly and repeatedly. As soon as I slipped into her wet walls, I arched her back and tightened my grip. She released a sizzling breath as I moaned and bit down on my bottom lip.

Innvy looked back at me briefly before burying her head in the pillow. I took a handful of her hair and pulled, lifting her head up. The connection of my body against hers, inside of hers, always felt like heaven on earth. Nothing could be higher than this—than my oneness with her. I had to make her my wife officially… soon.

14

Innvy

“Uh, no, ma’am!”I yelled through my laugh. I was having a very late lunch with Gabriella and had Innah with me. After she cried so hard yesterday when me and her daddy returned, there was no way I was sending her to my parents today. Bully helped me set up a little area for her in my office, and he’d been dropping in sporadically to check on us both throughout the day.

I didn’t realize how much Innah was paying attention to our conversation until she called me by my name. Well, tried to. After she heard Gabby call me Innvy, she said Inbee.

“Huh?” Innah said as she looked from me to her aunt as if she was confused.

“Who are you talking to?”

“Inbee!” she cheered, patting my shoulder.

“No, mama’s baby. My name is Mama not Innvy.”

“Inbee! Inbee! Inbee!”

“Oh God.”

Gabriella fell into a fit of laughter as I shook my head and groaned. “I can’t wait to tell my brother about this.”

“Chile, he’s going to be too tickled. I just hope she forgets by the end of the day.”

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