Page 46 of Desire

I was on FaceTime with my mother while my father sat beside her. I’d hesitated to tell them I’d lost my job because I wasn’t sure how they’d react, so I waited a couple of days. Thankfully, they’d been supportive.

“Daddy’s right, Mama. Aziel was livid and offered to pull some strings, but I don’t want to work where I’m not wanted.”

“That’s not completely true, sweetheart. Didn’t you say Mrs. Duncan fought for you? Sounds like it’s not her, but the people above her.”

“That’s what she said, but still. It’s the principle of it all. I have to go, though. Azaria is up from her nap, and I want to do a few activities with her. I’ll let you know if I hear from any of the schools.”

“Okay. Keep your head up. We love you.”

“Love y’all, too.”

I ended the call with my mother and stood to stretch. I was in Aziel’s office using his desktop computer to submit applications. It took longer than I expected because I had to update my resume.

My first day home with Azaria was much different from a school day. I woke up at my usual time and made breakfast. By the time Aziel came downstairs, Azaria was awake, and we ate breakfast as a family before he left for work.

After dressing comfortably, Azaria and I sat at the dining room table, did some word recognition activities, and practiced counting by twos. It was much easier with one three-year-old versus a classroom full, and we moved through the lesson quickly.

I allowed her to watch an educational show on her iPad while I completed a few applications. When I finished, it was lunchtime, and we enjoyed grilled cheese sandwiches and homemade French fries before naptime.

As I left Aziel’s office, I heard the front door open and close. I was surprised to see Aziel when I rounded the corner.

“Hey, what are you doing here?”

He left his bag by the door and approached me, pulling me into his arms and kissing my forehead.

“I missed you, and when I remembered you were home, I decided to fix that. Where’s baby girl?”

“I was headed upstairs to wake her up from her nap.”

“Nah, don’t do that. Come to my office for a minute.”

He took my hand and almost pulled me to his office. Once inside, he closed the door, pinned me against it, then covered my mouth with his.

“Mmm,” I moaned into his mouth.

He lifted the hem of my shirt, and we separated briefly to pull it over my head. When our mouths reconnected, Aziel reached behind me to unhook my bra. It fell to the floor, leaving my breasts exposed as his hands ventured into the back of my leggings.

“Shit! No panties, baby?” he mumbled against my lips.

As he pushed my leggings down, I assisted as much as possible. Once they were at my ankles, I stepped out of them, and Aziel lifted my legs around his waist and carried me to his desk. When my ass hit the cool wood, he pushed me back, sat in the chair in front of his desk, put my legs on his shoulders, and dived into my pussy.

“Oh my God!” I screamed.

His tongue had me moving like a fish out of water. I didn’t know if I wanted more or if he was doing too much. What I did know was my orgasm was on the horizon, and it would be a messy one.

“Baby, please.”

“Drown me, Desire,” he demanded, his words vibrating on my pussy lips.

Barely a minute later, my essence covered his face, and when he came up for air, his skin glistened with my nectar. My heart raced as I watched him unfasten his belt and push his pants down. With my legs still on his shoulders, he slipped inside of me.

“Damn, I love you,” he whispered.

I tensed at his words, wondering if I’d heard him correctly because it was the last thing I’d expected to hear. Our eyes locked, and I searched his for the sincerity I needed to believe his words were genuine. He must have sensed my uncertainty because he made sure I knew I hadn’t misheard him.

“You heard me right, baby. I love you.”

There was no doubt he loved my pussy, but surely it was too soon for him to love me. Instead of dwelling on his words, I focused on the sensations his dick provided. My second climax crashed with his first as he filled me with his seeds. My legs fell from his shoulders when he collapsed onto my chest. There was slight pressure from his body weight, but I was too weak to complain.

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