Page 23 of Blake University HBCU Chronicles: Archer & Destiny

“Okay…I can stay in the car while you’re inside. I can get some studying done. I want to be there to calm you down after whatever it is you got planned is done.” She said.

He watched her closely; she took in a deep breath then slowly sat up. He already knew her routine; she liked to go to the bathroom first to take care of her morning hygiene.

Most mornings, she’d use her chair, but today, her bare feet touched the floor. Archer watched her move carefully. She braced her hand at the edge of the mattress, the other on her thigh. Her knees locked and trembled under her weight, but she stood. Archer admired her strength, she didn’t whine or complain at all. She always pushed herself to the limits.

His heart ached watching her, not with pity but with awe. Her body wasn’t fast, her legs didn’t move with ease, but she moved, and she didn’t ask for help either. He stayed quiet as she took slow, measured steps toward the bathroom, her naked body waddling with each step. Archer eyed her thick hips, the slight roll of her stomach and deep curve in her back. She focused on her balance and barely bent her knees with each step.

Minutes later, once she made it inside of the bathroom, he heard the shower water run. Archer rose and stood naked, his dick was stiff, his mind heavy with everything that he had planned for the day. When he stepped inside of the bathroom, steam was already rising behind the glass shower door. Destiny stood beneath the stream; her arms braced against the wall as warm water rolled down her curves.

Her eyes were closed, face tilted toward the water. Archer walked in, letting the warmth hit his skin. She felt him before she saw him and turned toward him slowly. He craved to feel her wetbody against his. He placed his hands on her waist then carefully pulled her into him.

Her wet skin slid against his as he bent his head and kissed her collarbone, then her shoulder. He trailed kisses down the center of her chest then gazed into her eyes.

“You got up and walked good this morning.” He cupped her butt cheeks.

Destiny reached up to place her hands on his shoulders. She relaxed and let her weight rest in the palms of Archer’s hands.

“I try a little every morning…it hurts but I want to continue to get stronger.” She admitted.

“You stronger than most people I know who can fully walk. I like that you keep challenging yourself. One day soon, you’ll prove the doctors wrong, but you’re already doing that shit now.” He stepped behind her carefully.

When it came down to tending to Destiny, he learned patience. He never wanted to make her panic from him moving too fast with her. Once he was fully behind her, she leaned back into his chest, letting him hold her. The water beat down on them as he wrapped his arms around her curves like armor.

“I want to eat a good ass breakfast since I won’t be eating shit at my dad’s house tonight.” Archer smirked behind her.

He bit into his bottom lip as he looked down at Destiny’s round ass and the way it sat up, causing the arch in her back to look like a crescent moon.

“What you want me to make you?” She got excited.

Destiny was ready to show off more of her cooking skills to Archer.

“I’m going to cook for you…after you trust me.” He kissed the nape of her neck.

“I trust you.” She frowned, wondering where this was going.

“You trust me to lift you up on my shoulders and eat that pretty fat pussy?” He grabbed a handful of her stomach to brace her before slapping the top of her booty.

She gasped and let out a soft moan, the sting felt so good, her pussy instantly got wet.

“Y—yess.”

“After I get full from eating this pussy, I got to get deep inside, baby. Real fucking deep. You gotta trust that I won’t hurt you while holding you. If you panic, it’ll ruin the moment.” He murmured right into her ear.

The deep base in his voice made her clit throb.

“I want to do it all, daddy.” She purred out, feeling naughty.

“Daddy?” Archer stifled his laugh.

“Man, you been having my dick hard for weeks. Now you calling me daddy. That means I get to meet your parents soon.” He joked.

Destiny got quiet, that’s when it hit her that she hadn’t told her parents about Archer yet. She knew her mom would be fine and excited for her, it was her dad that she was worried about. She made a mental note to call and talk to her dad about Archer tomorrow.

“I can set something up, my mom is going to love you.” She smiled.

“And your dad?”

She got quiet for a couple of seconds then giggled.

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