Page 16 of Truce Of The Matter

“And I stand on them.”

This time, her eyes lock with mine and she just stares at me for a moment. My hand slides under her shirt and I caress her back. When I do, she inches closer to me. I tilt her head up a little then lean into her.

“Small world,” she whispers, breaking the silence and intensity of the moment.

I peck her forehead then start to pepper kisses down to her nose. My plan is to kiss down her entire perfect, chocolate, thick ass body, acquainting my lips with every inch of her. However, my phone rings with Aryel’s chimes.

“Fuck,” I utter.

“What?” she sighs breathily.

“That’s Aryel. I gotta get it.” I break away from her and roll onto my back. I stretch my arm out and grab my phone from the nightstand. “Good morning,” I answer as I sit up.

“Good morning, Daddy. Auntie say what time you coming to get me?” she asks and I glance over at Truce.

She’s laying on her back with one arm behind her head. Her shirt has lifted and her yellow bra is peeping from underneath. One leg is bent at the knee and the other is stretched out. She looks sexy as hell.Fuck!Girl Scouts this morning is not what I want. What I want is her but I have daddy duties and this is a big day for my baby girl. Cookie day always is.

“I’ll be there at nine-thirty. I have to go home, shower, and grab your uniform.”

“Go home?” my sister’s voice asks. “Where are you?”

“You have me on speaker?” I ask, trying to hide my annoyance because I hate that.

“Yes, sir,” Aryel says apologetically.

“Because I told her to. I wanted to know how long we had this morning,” Lyra snaps.

“We’re making strawberry waffles,” Aryel says excitedly. “I’m making you one too, Daddy.”

“Thank you. I can’t wait. I’ll see you soon.”

“Okay. Love you.”

“Love you too.”

When I end the call, Truce sits up. “You gotta go.”

“Yeah. Daddy duty.”

“I can’t say I’m not disappointed but I understand. I love you two together. At the restaurant, she’s so adorable, especially how she gets all of your condiments before you eat. My team loves her.” She eases off the bed, making this shit real, too fucking real. I gotta go. “Since you’re leaving, I guess I’ll take a bath and start my day.” When she walks into her bathroom, I get off the bed and follow her. She starts the water in her tub then walks back to the sink. I’m standing in the doorway, enjoying my view. She looks in her mirror then turns to me. “Shouldn’t you be asking for my number or something?”

I step toward her then stand directly behind her. I rest my right hand on the sink then snake my left arm around her waist. After looking at us in her mirror, I lean in and kiss the side of her neck. She smiles then rests her head back on my chest.

“I’ll get the number but my priority before I leave is your lips.”

She turns around and we are face to face. Then she latches her arms around my neck. “The way you talked about th—” she begins but my tongue swiping across her mouth stops her words.

I lick her bottom lip and feel her body shift slightly. Then I pull her soft top lip into my mouth and savor it. After giving her two small pecks on the lips, I slide my tongue into her mouth. She relaxes into my body and I feel her lean into me. She accepts my tongue and gives me hers. Slowly, we explore each other’s mouths and lips, acquainting ourselves with one another.

One hand caresses her back and my other moves to the back of her neck to pull her into me more. My tongue assault intensifies and my kiss, our kiss, turns passionate. When a soft, low, sensual ass moan falls from her lips, I feel my dick brick in my pants.

“Fuck,” I groan and break the kiss. “I gotta go.”

“Mmm. I know,” she sighs then places her hands on my chest. “You definitely earned my number though.”

She wiggles out of my arms then rushes out of the bathroom. I grunt and adjust my shit. Then I drag myself out of the bathroom. I have to dip before I get caught up with all things Truce.

Chapter 7

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