“So do I get to plan a wedding?” Maze’s mom asked, popping out of the driver’s seat of the car.
“She said yes, Ma, but no wedding unless Wes wants one.”
“I didn’t get to come to the first one. Wearehaving a wedding.”
“That’s between the two of you.” Maze shrugged as he headed to occupy the driver’s seat.
“Dang, I never get to drive my own car.” Anthony complained as he joined his grandmother in the back seat.
“You can drive back from the balloon field. I have to pick up my bike.”
“I see what’s going on. You want to let him drive when you’re not in the car.”
“Bingo.” Maze laughed as he started the engine.
“Both of y’all are some haters,” Anthony added from the backseat.
After spending the rest of the day watching Maze and Ant play basketball while listening to his mom’s plan for an intimate but extravagant wedding, we ended the night at Maze’s house. Honestly, if it weren’t for the size, I would have loved to just move in there with him. Ant didn’t mind sleeping on the couch, but it wasn’t something that I wanted him to do long term. He could sleep anywhere and through anything.
In fact, he knocked out in the middle of the movie Maze and he picked. As I stood in the doorway of the bedroom, it warmed me to the core to watch Maze remove Anthony’s shoes and cover him with a blanket.
“It’s so precious seeing the two of you interact. I love how you take care of his big, overgrown behind.”
“Are you ready for me to take care of you?” Amaze asked with a smirk as he closed the door behind him.
“Always.” I allowed a soft smile to shine through.
“Well, come here and give me that pussy,” he commanded, backing me into the bed.
He yanked at the hem of my shirt, lifting it over my head. I pushed my pants down over my hips, and he picked me up and moved me to the center of the bed. I grinned and bit down on my bottom lip playfully as he used his tongue to trace his way down my stomach.
He tugged my panties under my ass, not stopping until he was pulling them over my feet. Amaze crawled back up my body, and with my legs around his waist, he snuggled himself into my pussy. My jaw was slack as he filled me, pushing deeper and deeper. I gripped his shoulders, moaning into his neck when he took my ass in both hands and slowly grinded into me with long, deep strokes.
“Wesley, baby. You’re so wet for me. You wanted me?”
I nodded my head but kept my arms around him, holding on as if he would disappear at any minute. Having him inside me after all this time was heavenly.
“Why didn’t you say anything? I would have sat you on this dick while we were up in the air.”
Why would this fool make me laugh at a time like this?
“Shut up, Maze,” I said, fighting the urge to giggle like a little girl.
“You know how many nights I dreamed about being with you like this?”
“I missed it too.” I smiled up at him.
“That means I’m not missing a chance to get all up in this muthatfucka.”
The evil grin on his face only meant one thing. His eyes darkened as he pressed my legs back until my thighs were in my stomach. “Fuck, Maze!”
My moans grew louder every time he plunged into me. I pulled him closer as my hands roamed over his body. Now and then, he peppered kisses on my face before burying his face inmy neck. The sounds of wetness between us as he sank into my depths caused my stomach to tighten. My eyes drifted close.
“Shit, Amaze! Amaze, baby.” I cried as I pulled his lips down to mine.
Pulling away, he rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him, holding on to my ass to keep us connected. Slowly, I started to grind my hips, relishing in the sense of fullness he gave me. Picking up the pace, I tossed my head back and started to bounce.
“That’s right, baby. Fuck your husband.”