Page 9 of Summer Kisses

“No. You gave me a boyfriend answer. I want a real answer.”

“Boyfriend answer?” I say chuckling.

“I didn’t mean boyfriend-boyfriend.” She says, looking mortified. Her blush is so damn sexy.

“You can’t back pedal now, Kitten. Besides, I think you and I are way beyond that. Don’t you think?” I move my hand from her ass and use it to stroke the side of her face. “So damn beautiful,” I say. Her soft smile warms my heart. “But, to answer your question, I

went to the grocery store, paid some bills, watched SportsCenter, got dinner going in the crockpot, moved some of your stuff into my room, and picked V up from piano. Like I said, all boring stuff until you got here.”

“That sounds productive.” She nods before her mouth drops open. “Wait what?” She finished.

“Caught that did you?”

“Well, yeah. Kind of hard not to. I thought we were taking it slow because of V.”

“We are, but now that you are mine, I refuse to not have you by my side at night.”

“I am more than okay with that.” She says, before kissing me lightly. Now that just won’t do so I deepen the kiss. I pull away.

“That’s good, Kitten because I am not sure that I would’ve changed my mind on that one. “ I say honestly.

“I figured as much.” She says sassily.

I give her ass a little swat. “Sassy mouths get fucked,” I growl out.

“Promises. Promises.” I kiss her pouty lips. “Do you want another beer?” She asks, standing and effectively ending that conversation.

“Yeah. That would be good.” She walks toward the kitchen, grabbing a beer and a bottle of water. She comes back to the couch. I love that she plops her ass right back in my lap. Sitting elsewhere never seems to cross her mind. We spend the next few minutes talking about her day. Her last comment about hating riding in Uber’s reminds me that the car I picked out for her was delivered this afternoon. I conveniently left that out of my rundown of the day.

“I got you a present today,” I say watching as her eyes light up.

“A present? Whatever did I do to deserve that?” She says coyly.

“I can think of a few things,” I say, laughing.

She bounces off of my lap and hops around until I stand.

“What is it? Tell me? Please!” She begs.Fuck, her begging is sexy.

“Come out to the garage and I will show you,” I say, grabbing her hand. When we reach the door from the kitchen into the garage, I tell her to close her eyes. I lead her down the two steps and face her towards her brand new 2018 Escalade. It’s black and sleek with grey interior. It also has a high enough safety rating that I am satisfied with.

“Open them, Sunshine.”

I stand back from her just to watch her face.

“What the hell is this?” She demands. Her hands immediately perch on her hips.

“Your new car,” I say slowly.

“Donald Raymond Evers. I can’t accept this. It’s too extravagant.” Her voice has risen to a level where only dogs can hear her.

For some reason that is not the reaction I expected. However, I should not have been surprised. My girl is so down to earth.

“Why not? You need to get safely from point A to point B. You need a reliable vehicle to do it. Your piece of shit wasn’t that great before it was vandalized. Take the truck. Besides, you drive V around. Don’t you want her to be safe?” I know that I have won when her face softens, and I see tears brimming in her eyes. It was a low blow to use V like that, but I am not above fighting dirty to get what I want.

She moves towards me and her arms go around my waist. I put my arms around her back, pulling her closer until her body is flat against me. My hard cock is digging into her soft belly. She rubs against me, trying to get closer still. Finally, she leans her head back and I swoop down to take her lips with mine. She pushes back from me, dropping to her knees.

“You don’t have to do this.” I say as she opens my belt.