Page 32 of Truce Of The Matter

She removes her little dress, tosses it on the floor, then scoots back on the sectional. While stroking my dick, I step forward and place one knee on the sectional. My hands cup her full breasts then I lean in and kiss each one.

My lips move to her mouth and as we kiss nastily, I play in her wet pussy, rubbing my fingers on her slit and clit. She moans into my mouth when I slip a finger into her warm opening. I finger fuck her through a quick orgasm.

I’m taking my time, learning her pleasure spots and every inch of her curvy body. Now that she has finally blessed me with it, I’m staking my claim. She is it for me and I don’t want anyone else.

I slide my hand under her ass, angle it then raise her leg and anchor my chest behind it, positioning her pussy perfectly for my homecoming. While holding her leg, I ease into her and her back arches. I almost bust on contact because she feels toofucking good but I chew the hell out of the inside of my cheek and hold strong.

It takes all of my willpower as her wet, warm pussy takes hold of me until I’m comfortably seated inside. Her walls are hugging me and I can feel her pulsating around me. This has to be what heaven feels like.

“You feel good as fuck,” I groan as I sit, enjoying this indescribable sensation.

“You too. Shit.” Her hands reach up to my chest. I grab one then kiss it. “Fuck me, please,” she mumbles but I don’t rush to move. I’m soaking in this moment, in this feeling with her. When I finally thrust deep into her then move all the way out, we both moan at the feeling.

“Damn,” we utter. I reenter and her walls grip me immediately.The fuck.

We are reconnected and I’m unable to just sit still this time. Slowly, at first, I move in and out, coating my dick with her juices. As I discover our rhythm, my movements pick up and I pound her soaking wet pussy. Her moans increase as I get deeper and I’m about to lose it. To delay my release and extend her satisfaction, I slow my pace. With precise and deliberate thrusts, I usher her to another orgasm.

She squints, her beautiful face contorting as her nails dig into my chest. “Shiiiitttt,” she moans. “Rex, oh my shit!”

A warm sensation blankets my dick and her juices wet my stomach, causing me to bust too. “Damn!” I utter as I explode, cumming hard as hell. We both collapse on her sofa, completely satiated. My deep ass breaths match her labored breathing. Her arm reaches across my chest and I caress her back. She’s shivering so I wrap both arms around her. “You good?”

“Really good.” She snuggles into me then plants a kiss on my chest. “I’m cold though,” she admits. I stretch my arm out and grab one of her throws then drape it over her. “Just hold me.”After making sure she’s completely covered, I pull her closer into me. I’ll hold her for as long as she wants. “Am I taking you away from your daughter?” she asks.

“No. She’s at school. I don’t pick her up until three forty-five.”

“Then I have you for a little longer,” she says, sounding relieved.

“Even though I have to leave and pick her up, you will still have me. All those years ago, I was a boy with a crush. I’m a man now. No crush, just real feelings and intentions, and I want you, Truce.”

“I come with baggage,” she sighs.

“It’s a good thing I’m strong then because I can carry whatever baggage you have. I want you in my life, all the way. Whatever you come with, trust me, I can handle it. Just let me be your man so I can.”

“You make it sound so easy.”

“I don’t know about easy but it’ll be worth it because you are worth it to me. I come with a little something too, my heartbeat, Aryel. Coming into my life also means coming into hers. She means everything to me and we are a package deal.”

“A cute deal; you are such a good dad. She’s lucky to have you.”

“Nah, I’m the lucky one. There are certain moments in your life that shape you, make you better. Having her was definitely one of those moments. Guess what another moment was.”

She grins a little then pats my chest playfully. “Me,” she says.

“Fo’ sho’ you. This with us was destined then. It just took us too long to get here.”

“Destined, huh? Then I guess I better give in to it,” she says and my entire body relaxes.

“Giving in to me. I like that and you are going to love it.”

Chapter 11

“I’m so glad he finally ate some real food,” Daija admits.

“That’s the magic of Momma’s chicken and dumplings,” I say.

We are in the kitchen, cleaning up. It’s been four days since the services and my parents’ house is finally free of family and guests. My uncle and aunt who flew in from Tampa left this morning. After packaging up most of the food and drinks brought to the house and throwing away the inedible and questionable items, Daija and I cleaned this house from top to bottom. It was strangely therapeutic.

While we were taking a break in the kitchen, my dad came in and asked me to make chicken and dumplings. I practically jumped up when he did. He’s barely been eating. Although the house was full of food, he had no appetite; so to hear him request something was a miracle.

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