Page 47 of Dr. Bell

“How can you know that, Adir? We’ve gotten to know each other the last several weeks, but now I feel like I’m back at square one.”

“Nah, baby. Don’t say that. As unconventional as our coming together is, I’m a man of my word. Everything you’ve learned about me, so far, is exactly who I am. Loyalty is drenched in every blood cell that I have. I’ll bleed to death before I ever get mentioned in the same breath as disloyalty.”

His hand had thoroughly removed the strain I felt. Sighing, I hoped that Dr. Grace would come to her senses. Because one thing was clear: Adir loved his boys. I couldn’t see him being that man to turn his back on anything belonging to him.

His fingers played along my jawline until he brought my lips to his. His eyes watched mine as he kissed me.

“All I want to do is…”Another kiss. “Take you home...”A longer kiss. “And join us together as husband and wife.” His tongue entered my mouth. I locked on and let him kiss me like we both had been craving for so long.

ADIR

Everynight.EverynightI slept on the couch watching Pretty sleep in my bed. Every night I endured the smell of her, her soft snoring, and the knowledge that her flesh stapled itself to my sheets.

Inside the bathroom, I kept my eyes on Pretty as I pressed a button to start the shower. Although my body was hot enough to incinerate the entire mansion, I dialed the heat down on the water coming from the waterfall showerhead. This was Pretty’s first time inside my bathroom. Her eyes lit up at the spectacular water features.

She stood a little inside the doorway, looking like she wanted to bolt. Then again, she swallowed hard and transformed right before my eyes. Her eyes smoldered as they traced the length of my body. Aside from my shoes, I was still fully dressed. However, she peered at me as though I was naked.

“Pretty Bell…” I approached her, nearly about to collapse from how hard my heart thumped in my chest. I enjoyed that damndress on her. It left nothing to the imagination and yet still, my mind ran crazy.

Her eyes blinked at me, full of questions, dancing with nervousness, and sprinkled with a tinge of fear. I stalked her, rounded her ever so slowly, and enjoyed the way she shivered under my gaze.

“My mind has been racin’ since you stepped foot inside my house.”

Standing in front of her now, I watched her heaving breasts, almost stuck in a place of unbelief that this woman was really mine and really as delicate as she seemed. I was hard as fuck and ready to drown inside her.

I tapped my temple while pointedly staring at her. “Will you slow this muhfucka down, baby?” My eyes skated down her body. “Show me everything.”

With her eyes plastered to mine, she slowly removed the straps of her dress and shimmied her shoulders out. She’d barely had her breasts exposed before I was in her face, sticking my tongue down her throat. She moaned in my mouth and paused stripping to clutch the sides of my face. While her hands were on me, I finished removing her dress.

“Fuck,” I mumbled. Her nipples were hard and begging me to taste them. Snatching her up, she wrapped her legs around my waist. Fully clothed, I stepped into the shower and immersed us under the spray. Shocked by the heat of the water, she gasped. Taking a handful of her right breast, I squeezed it as my tongue snaked out to taste the skin of my woman.

“Ah!” she shrieked.

Placing her against the glass wall, I sat her on my stiff dick while I feasted on her nipples. From the way her hips worked to rub her pussy against me, I knew I had to hurry and give us both what we wanted.

Placing her back on her feet, I said, “Get ready for me.”

In case she ever decided to get the nerve to use my bathroom, I had everything in here ready for her. That was how I knew she never used it. All the essentials I bought for her were still in their places untouched. Tonight, she hurriedly reached for what she needed to clean her body. A half-smile adorned my face as I undressed and watched the way the loofah glided across her magnificent body.

Damn, I’d thought of many ways Pretty’s body could look beneath those clothes she wore. I wasn’t prepared though. Nothing could’ve prepared me for how perfect the structure of her truly was. My eyes trailed up her body again, this time focusing on a tiny mole just below her belly button. It was like an X on a map, leading me to the place I would own for the rest of our lives.

Pretty’s pussy… I had to gulp at the sheer pleasure it brought me that she was expertly groomed. Licking my lips didn’t help shit. My mouth watered too badly for her. Instead of being focused on washing my own body, I was entranced by her. I stood under the spray and just…watched her.

After soaping and cleansing her body, she joined me. Realizing I was the one holding us up, I reached for what I needed to get ready for her. Her hand touched mine.

“Let me,” she whispered. So, I did.

My teeth held on to my bottom lip as her soft hand glided along my skin along with the loofa. She seemed to trace every one of my tattoos with the tip of her fingernails. Sensations I’d never felt before raced along my nerve endings, causing my dick to grow some more.

“Stay still,” she muttered softly with a slight giggle in her tone.

I must’ve swayed. My eyes were low, and I felt dizzy off her energy. In a way, Pretty surprised me. On the one hand she was soft, sweet, and shy to a point. Then, there was this side of her. The side that was dangerously close to tipping me into adirection of crazy that I’d never explored before. This side of her peeked through every now and then. However, it wasn’t nearly as strong before as it was now. Her aura was akin to a stunningly painted sky that I couldn’t take my eyes off or get enough of basking in the beauty it radiated.

We seemed to shower for too long. By the time we stepped from the humid glass and porcelain structure, I was sure falling in love with this woman was the best move I ever made in my entire life. Gently, she dried me, then wrapped the large body towel around herself. I swear when she turned and walked away, I heard her giggle. She liked the power she held over me.

Following behind my wife, I noted how seductively she descended the stairs. She peeked at me over her shoulder, and I saw the slight smile on her face. It in turn caused me to smile a bit. Pretty thought this was all fun and games. If she knew the ravenous monster she had on her trail, that smile would’ve disappeared. Once we stood in front of the bed, I smirked.

“There’s a smile on ya face as if anything we’re about to do is gon’ bepretty, Pretty.”

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