Page 23 of Truce Of The Matter

“Like my Grandma GiGi?” she asks, referring to Aria’s mother. She passed two years ago and my non-thinking ex-wife called Aryel crying. It was my baby girl’s first time experiencing death and I had to calm her down and explain it to her. Aria doesn’t think anything through, especially when it comes to Aryel. “She’s sleeping with God?”

“Yes, princess. She is.”

“Okay. I’ll pray for your friend when I lay down.”

“I think she will like that,” I say with a smile because my baby girl has the purest heart. When I see her yawn then ease down more in the bed, I end the call. “Get some rest. I love you.”

“Love you too, Daddy.”

After I place my cell on the cushion next to me, I open my water, take a sip, then find something to watch on TV. I settle on a Denzel movie I’ve never seen and watch the last hour or so of it. When it goes off, I finish my water bottle then turn the television off. I don’t want Truce to wake up and notice I’m not in the bed with her. So I trek back into her bedroom, remove everything but my boxers, then ease back into bed. When I do, she inches back onto me. Within minutes, I knock out with her. When I open my eyes again, her pretty but sad ones are looking up at me as sunlight seeps through her drapes.

“What time is it?” I ask.

“I don’t know but it’s early. The sun just came out,” she says then sighs. “Thanks for staying.”

“You never have to thank me for anything, Truce,” I tell her, meaning every word. I truly owed my entire boxing career to her.

“But I do because you didn’t have to stay.”

“I did because you asked me to.”

Her arms stretch across me then she hugs me. “I don’t want to get up,” she sighs and I caress her soft back. “In here, it isn’t real. I don’t have to go to Kaamal and talk about burying my mother.”

“You going today?”

“At eleven. Me, my sister, and my dad. Oh, God! My dad.” She inhales then exhales loudly and I feel her tears fall on my chest. She sniffles a little then continues, “She was just talking about lunch… I stepped out of the room… And… She was gone. Just like that; just gone. Never thought it would happen like that.”

I truly have no words. The pain and sadness in her voice is so loud and I don’t want to compound it by saying the wrong damn thing. That’s the opposite of what I want to do, so I simply utter, “So sorry,” then kiss the top of her head.

Her hand moves to the side of my face then she lifts her head. After sighing, she flashes me a half-assed smile then it fades. Her sorrowful eyes stare into mine for a moment and she says nothing. Then she inches up and rests her chin on mine. Her lower body shifts and she straddles me. Her head lifts, eyes still focused on me, and she leans down and kisses me softly.

She pecks me several times at first then, as her hands caress the sides of my beard, she slides her tongue into my mouth and the kiss deepens, gets passionate, then turns nasty. As she moans into my mouth, she moves her lower body. When I feel my dick bricking up, I stop the kiss.

“Truce,” I manage to groan. I want her bad as fuck but not like this. She’s emotional and probably not thinking clearly. So I start to raise up but she resists and tries to push me back down. Under no circumstance is her little slim-thick ass a match for me but I relent and let my body fall back onto her bed. “Ay. We shou?—”

Her lips covering mine stops my words and her body pressing into mine kills my second thoughts. She sucks on my bottom lip then my top one before reengaging my tongue back into passionate battle with hers.

“Mm,” she moans before lifting. My squinted eyes and furrowed eyebrows question her but hers plead with me. “Please,” she says while slowly shaking her head. “For a few moments, I just don’t want to feel any pain.”

She’s so vulnerable right now and pleading with me. Real shit, I’m torn right now and there’s a real ass battle going between my dick and my fucking head. After sitting up, I caress her back then stare into her eyes.

“I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

“You’re not. I’m taking advantage of you,” she says and I can’t hide my smirk. “I need this,” she pleads. “Please.”

Her last please does something to me and I cave. While holding her back firmly, I turn us over in the bed. When her head falls back onto the pillow, she pouts a little then frowns. However, the moment my hands gravitate to her wrists, she smiles.

I raise her hands above her head, then hold her wrists together with my left hand. My right brushes against the side of her face then I lean in and kiss her forehead, nose, and her lips. When my lips move to her collarbone, she sighs.

“Ohhh,” she moans.

I slide a hand under her and manage to unhook her bra. When it loosens, I run my hand over her breasts then take my time and kiss each one. Needing to cup both of her titties, I release her wrists and move my hand. As I suck on her nipples, her hands move to my head. They stay on my head as it moves down her sexy ass body.

While my lips enjoy her sweet tasting skin, I remove her panties. When they are off her feet, I plant kisses up her tonedlegs to her thick chocolate thighs. A low moan falls off her lips the moment my face reaches her pussy. Her intoxicating essence floods my nose, making my damn mouth water. So I stop wasting time and dive in, burying my face in her sweetness.

“Damn,” I groan as I inhale and taste her.

Her hands guide my head as I spend time feasting on her pussy lips. I begin with a kiss; then, using my tongue, I part her lips. Taking my time to get fully acquainted with her, I slowly suck both sides. My tongue circles her clit before pulling it into my mouth. When she starts to squirm, I lightly graze my teeth over her swollen clit. Her body jumps then she whimpers, “Shit!”

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