Page 24 of Sweet Love From Saturn

Slapping her ass, I slowly pulled my dick out of her and resumed our shower. After getting a good lather, I started at Saturn’s chest and cleaned her from top to bottom. Once I was finished, she did the same for me.

“What else do you have planned for us? I’m trying to decide on an outfit, but I need to know what to dress for,” Saturn asked as she wrapped a black towel around herself.

“Just wear something casual. I’m wearing a pair of jeans, a T-shirt, and Airmaxes. Nothing too special.”

“Okay. I have something in mind.”

As we finished getting ready, a comfortable silence fell upon us. The energy between us felt peaceful and I appreciated that. Sometimes I wasn’t in the mood for conversation. Not because I didn’t enjoy talking to Saturn, but I had other things on my mindthat needed to be sorted through. Right now, I was mentally planning my work schedule for this next project. A few days ago, Justin had run across an old school I couldn’t pass up. The car was about five hours away in Kentucky. I had been skeptical about going so far just to be scammed, but everything was cool.

As of now, the car had no buyer, but I was sure I’d have a few once I finished working on it. I had a vision and this would be my best project yet. Now that I was fully moisturized and dressed, I tied my shoes and took off my durag. Saturn’s vanity had all types of oils and shit on it that I liked to indulge in. She had one I couldn’t get enough of; it smelled like peppermint. After rubbing it in my hands, I rubbed it into my hair and beard. It left me with a shine, causing me to finally inquire about it.

“Bae, what type of oil is that? What is it called?”

“I don’t think it’s really called anything. When I was in college, one of my suitemates made her own hair oils and butters. After I watched her make them a few times, I was sold. What made me start using it was when I saw how long and healthy her natural hair was. She always wore a weave, so I didn’t trust it. Now, her products are mainly what I use. Once a month, I shoot her a text and put my order in. Why’d you ask though?”

“Shit, you don’t see the way my beard has thickened. I’ve been using it since the first time I spent a night over here. Let me know when you put an order in so I can order a few bottles myself,” I stated as I stood back to get a good look at her.

My baby looked perfect. She had on a pair of blue jeans with rips in them and a black strapless top. Her pretty feet were in a pair of black sandals and her copper curls flowed freely.

“You look beautiful, baby. I like the top.”

“Thank you. It’s called a corset.”

“Get some more of them. You look sexy as fuck in it.”

“Thank you, baby. You look handsome as always.”

“It’s the effect you have on me, baby. I have to make sure I’m on my shit when I’m standing next to you.”

I kissed Saturn’s forehead as I walked past her and grabbed our bags. Sparky was already ahead of us, walking to my truck. The sun was starting to make its appearance and I knew it would be a nice Saturday. The streets of Pleasant Springs were quiet, but there was some life. Mainly business owners preparing to open their establishments for the day. It took us about thirty minutes to drop Sparky off and get to the restaurant. Now, we were seated in our booth and looking over the menu.

“You want a small piece of an edible?” I asked with a sly grin.

When it came to weed, I wasn’t a heavy smoker, but I enjoyed a nice blunt every now and then. Same with edibles. I didn’t like to feel like I couldn’t function, so I was mindful of how much I consumed.

She laughed. “Mccoy, the last time I had an edible, I was laid out on my bed and couldn’t remember how I got there.”

“I’ve had some shitty experiences with edibles too. What I have isn’t that much. It won’t have you out here trippin’. You’ll be able to enjoy yourself.”

“Will you be okay enough to drive?” she quizzed in a whispered tone.

“Yes, ma’am. I wouldn’t play with my life or yours. Like I said, it’s just enough to make you feel good.”

I damn near fell out laughing when Saturn tapped my leg under the table, signaling for me to drop the gummy in her hand.

“Why are you laughing? I’m trying to be discreet.”

“I’m laughing because it’s not that serious, Saturn. You got your hand under the table like this a damn drug transaction.”

“Well, it is.”

“Okay, baby, I laughed.”

Digging in my pocket, I carefully took two gummies out of the pack and handed one to Saturn. The shit looked exactly likecandy, so she was being extra when she threw it in her mouth in less than a second.

“You really are funny, Saturn. Without even trying to be.”

“Tiffany says I’ve been paranoid since I was little. I’m always the one overthinking everything,” she explained.

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