Page 27 of Rounds
We remained still and quiet for a couple of minutes, until I asked, “What did you even buy at the grocery store?”
“Stuff to make tacos.”
“Mmmm. Simple enough.”
When I tried to get up so I could get cleaned up, he pulled me back down, landing me right on his dick. My eyes fluttered shut. There was no way I was going to have time to cook with the way this nigga was behaving. I wasn’t in the least bit complaining,though, because it seemed I couldn’t get enough of him either. Hopefully, the only rounds he would be making, outside of the hospital, would be deep in my love.
If he fucked around on me, I wouldn’t be able to handle it. Just at the thought of it, a tear trickled from my eye. Thankfully, he couldn’t see my face. He was busy fucking up the way I was going to be walking later. Apparently, I’d gotten lost in my thoughts, because he kissed my head as his pace slowed.
“Delaney, did I move too quickly and try to do too much too soon?”
He gripped my ass cheeks, massaging his nut from earlier in my skin, as my pussy juiced even more for him.Why in the fuck would he ask that question while he had me on the road to ecstasy? Hell naw, you didn’t move to quickly.“What do you mean?” I asked.
He didn’t say anything for a moment, just continued stroking me until I came. It wasn’t as intense as the ones before it, and I knew that was because my mind wasn’t in the right place. Shortly after, he pulled me off him and came as well, barely making a sound.
As I lay next to him on the floor, I turned to look at him. “I’m sorry, Glover. My mind went on a journey it shouldn’t have.”
He gently stroked my tear-stained cheek with his thumb, showing his tenderness toward me. “What type of journey?”
“One of fear and what ifs. I’m trying to be cool with this, but my mental is beating my ass.”
“I understand. It’s just your first day here. That’s natural. I’m sorry I haven’t given you time to settle into this. I just . . . I needed to feel you. The way your pussy holds me tight is a feeling I can’t get enough of, nor do I ever want to. I didn’t fuck around because it was my way of life. I did it because I didn’t want to develop feelings for anyone based on sex. My feelings for youdidn’t develop because of sex. However, when I got a taste of you, they multiplied.”
He gave me a one-sided smile. I returned it with a tight-lipped smile of my own. I sat up and said, “We have a lot to clean up. I’m glad this floor isn’t carpeted.”
He chuckled as he stood and helped me from the floor. “Go get cleaned up, and I’ll handle this, especially since you’re cooking dinner.” He kissed my forehead. “I promise I’m going to prove to you that you have nothing to worry about. I’m going to start by not always initiating sex. I want you to be comfortable with it and where we stand.”
“You can always be who you are, Glover. I will adjust. Okay? Just keep doing what you’re doing. I crave all of it. I just let my overthinking get in the way. I’m working on that.”
He kissed my head again and smiled. “Okay. Go get cleaned up, baby.”
I smiled and when I turned around, he smacked my ass. I giggled as he said, “Mm. The way that shit bounced just now almost made my savage come out, girl.”
I giggled again like a teenager in love for the first time. That was how Glover made me feel. We were far removed from our teenage years, but damn if this didn’t feel reminiscent of them. I made my way to the bedroom to shower and finally get out of these completely fucked up scrubs.
“I’m going to need to be off Sunday.”
The lead ER physician looked at me with lifted eyebrows. “Is your dad okay?”
“Yeah, he’s fine. Why?”
“You never take off.”
I smiled slightly. “That was because I didn’t have anyone in my life that I needed to make time for. I’ll probably start working only as needed on the weekends soon.”
“Damn, man. Okay. I’m speechless.”
I chuckled as I saluted Dr. Janson. I had been at the hospital for the past couple of hours, making rounds and decided to go ahead and let them know I wouldn’t be here Sunday. Delaney asked me to go to her mother’s house for Sunday dinner, and I wouldn’t dare turn down an opportunity to meet anyone in her family. She didn’t talk about them much, so it caught me by surprise that she even brought it up.
The past few days with her had been amazing. It was tough going to work the day after she moved in, since she didn’t typically work weekends. I wanted to stay home too. I called her nearly every hour to see if she was okay. I didn’t know what kind of nigga I had become, because I didn’t recognize my own pathetic ass. Delaney had me whipped. All she had to do was stare at me too long, and I would do whatever she asked me to do.
It was like I could see her admiration of me through her gaze. I knew she could see the same through mine. I could tell she was getting more relaxed in us with each passing day. We hadn’t gone anywhere in public together yet, but I couldn’t wait to flaunt her beautiful ass for everyone to see. People thought they knew what I was about based on the things they heard or saw, but Delaney was getting the real Glover Israel. The true Glover was raised with values and taught how to treat his woman.
I knew how to be tender, compassionate, and understanding. I knew how to cherish a woman and make her feel safe and protected. It was my job to see after her just as she saw after me. For the past few days, there was a meal waiting for me when I got home, since she usually made it there before me. I couldn’t wait to get home to see what she’d cooked today. I would be going straight home from here since I visited with my dad on my lunch break. He was sure to remind me of our bet, even though it had only been about six days since we made it. He made me promise to bring Delaney by soon.
After Sunday dinner would be the perfect time to take her to see him. He seemed extremely excited when I told him. After that, he started calling her his daughter-in-law. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes and shake my head at him. He was moving faster than I was. I told him to pump his breaks, and he laughed like I’d said something funny.
When I made my way to my SUV, I called Delaney. I found myself always checking in with her as well, letting her know where I was going at all times. I knew she had trust issues, and I didn’t ever want her to have questions about my whereabouts. Her phone went to voicemail, and I thought that was strange. After getting in my vehicle, I was about to call her back, but she called me before I could do so.
