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I did as he instructed, and he smacked my ass again. “That’s it, girl. Make that ass clap and that pussy sang.”
With a deep arch in my back, I gyrated so hard and then bounced even harder until my ass clapped, and I orgasmed a third time.
“Aww fuck,” he groaned and flipped me onto my back. “Now, come here and let me get that nut, baby.”
October pumped his hips forward, smacking into me, and securing our connection. His grip on my ankles tightened as he held my legs open wide in the air. His head dropped back, his eyes closed, and he groaned as he released his seed inside his condom.
“Damn, ma. You felt good as hell on me. Thank you for giving me that beautiful heart and that beautiful body.” He pulled out of me and smacked my ass. I fell onto my back and stared at the ceiling. October moved in between my legs, kissed the middleof my chest, and then kissed my lips and face. “Thank you for giving me all of you, beautiful.”
I turned my face to his as he moved to the side of me. “Thank you for not holding anything back. I need you to know that we all have our different definitions of beautiful, and your big, curvy beautiful self is the image that I see next to my definition in that damn dictionary.”
Never had I felt more beautiful and seen than in that moment.
Chapter 12
October
“Okay, tell me three things that make your day complete each day.”
“Besides loving my beautiful baby?”
“That’s a given. So, yes, besides loving Auburn.”
“Hmm . . .” She tapped her chin thoughtfully, and the sparkle that lit her eyes made me want to give her all the things she was thinking about. “I love walking every day. It’s my time of meditation and being alone with God so that He can fill me up once I’ve been depleted.”
“Morning or evening?”
“Morning. I also enjoy walking to Brew ‘N’ Sip a couple of blocks over every afternoon. I get an iced coffee, and it refuels me when I’m starting to become tired and boosts my creativity.”
“I love their iced chocolate chip latte,” I shared.
“Yeah, those are good. But their vanilla caramel frappes are my favorite. You should really try their pumpkin spice lattes,” she suggested.
“Maybe we can get one together tomorrow afternoon. I’ve got the day off, and I don’t mind walking with you.”
“I like that very much.”
“Third thing,” I reminded her as I twirled my glass noodles around my chopsticks. We were having a date night at Cozy Fusions, a popular fusion restaurant that specialized in healthy meals.
“Oh yeah.” She held up her finger as she slowly chewed a piece of broccoli and then swallowed it. “Third thing is that I get up every morning to watch the sunrise, and I sit on my balcony in the evenings to watch the sunset.”
“Every morning and evening?”
“Every morning and most evenings when you don’t have me tied up doing something else,” she remarked with an enticing gleam in her eyes.
“Baby, I ain’t tied you up yet,” I replied.
“Listen to you. Let me find out you’re into kink.”
“I ain’t said all that. I’ll tie you up, but I’m not getting tied up.”
There was something about serving time in jail that caused me to have a strong aversion to being bound. If that was something that she was into, I wouldn’t mind tying her up, but there was no way in hell I was gonna be tied, handcuffed, or subjected to any form of restraints.
“Tell me three things that I don’t already know about you,” Autumn stated.
It was almost as if she had read my mind. There were a few things that I had never shared with her, but they weren’t easy stories to tell, and I was uncertain how she would react when she found out. People automatically judged me without knowing the entire story when they found out. I didn’t want to lose this girl, so I knew that I would eventually need to tell her. I just wasn’t ready yet. Not tonight anyway. I wasn’t trying to fuck up a perfect date night.
“Uhm, . . . let’s see. I don’t like crowds. I pray every morning and night. And I’m into the great philosophers.”
