Page 36 of Standing In The Sun

Ahvi huffed. “I can hear that. He drooling?”

Lunar glanced down at the damp patch forming on his shirt. “Hell yea.”

Ahvi sighed, “I miss my baby.”

There it was again - that quiet, aching thing in her voice. Lunar shifted in his chair, rubbing his palm over Kamari’s tiny back…feeling the warmth of him, the steady little rise and fall of his breath.

“Ahvi, he loves you and will never forget you. Don’t be so hard on yourself.”

Ahvi hesitated. “I know...I just feel guilty that I’m missing out. Aku said he was standing up and stuff now,” she sniffed.

He cut his eyes at Aku. She put her hands up in mock surrender with a laugh. He’d told her not to tell Ahvi too much about Kamari hitting any milestones because it would make her sad and he didn’t want her to be sad.

After the first time Ahvi couldn’t get in touch with Lunar, she demanded Aku and Pimp’s numbers as backup, since they seemed to be around the most

“And don’t be mad at her. I begged her to tell me all he was doing when I called her after you didn’t answer.”

One minute left.

“It’s okay, Ahvi,” Lunar sighed.

“Okay—” she hummed. “I love you.”

Lunar sat up.

“Kamari…mama loves you,” Ahvi rushed out before the lined cut off.

Pimp’s voice pulled Lunar’s wondering thoughts back. “Y’all got me feeling like I was hearing shit I ain’t supposed to hear.”

“I know - right,” Aku swooned. “Like…”

“Like nothing. Y’all just some hopeless romantics,” Lunar cut her off before standing and heading back into the booth with Kamari still in his arms.

He looked down at Kamari, who was now gnawing on his own tiny fist, his eyelids growing heavy.

Lunar exhaled, rubbing his hand over his face.

He hadn’t planned on any of this…hadn’t planned on Ahvi and her son bombarding his life turning something dark into a beautiful sunset.

nine

Apple gobbledLunar’s dick like she hadn’t eaten in days. She was a pro when it came to giving head because she enjoyed giving as much as she enjoyed receiving.

“Fuck!” Lunar’s fingers yanked on her lace front. “This why you my favorite,” he praised, encouraging her to suck harder. His words were slick with lust and lies but Apple didn’t care because everything about his grunts told her, she indeed was his favorite. She felt that was the only explanation for him not being able to leave her alone and vice versa.

Apple’s fingers found her pussy, strumming over her swelling clit. She loved when he talked during sex. She loved hearing his voice. “I’m your favorite?”

“Mhmmm.” He nodded, his eyes closed allowing her mouth to milk him dry. This was all he was giving her, unbeknownst to her.

Like he knew, when she suggested she stop through, she was already on the road. After a hectic day of chasing and fussing with Kamari and his successful day in the studio, Lunar felt he deserved to be treated with her mouth.

And it felt good, but behind his lids all he saw was Ahvi. He could hear her voice in his ears too. It was so strong— felt so real that he almost yanked his dick from Apple’s mouth. Even the lie of her being his favorite almost gave him pause, but him and Apple had history.

A flawed, chaotic history but history, nonetheless.

When his dick touched the back of her throat and his balls pulsed in her hands, he knew he was done for. Lunar didn’t mind since he needed to clean up and wash a load of clothes while Kamari was still sleep.

Snorting with laughter, he allowed the euphoric feeling of his blood rushing to the head of his dick to consume him while he chuckled inwardly to himself at how much his life had changed in just under a month.

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