Page 93 of Devanté
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Morning came with hazy rays of sunlight and Blake’s hot mouth wrapped around my cock. I looked down and blinked a few times before everything made sense. Her gold and black satin scarf bobbed up and down while she slurped and sucked my dick like a porn star.
Another dream come true.
“Fuck…” I groaned with sleep twisting through my words.
“Morning, Daddy,” she purred with spit glossed lips before taking me in her mouth again. I rubbed the shell of her ears and thrust my hips, pushing until I felt the back of her throat. She contracted her muscles around my shaft and my toes curled. I can’t lie. Saliva dripped from her bottom lip when she circled the crown of my cock with her pink tongue.
“Damn, Blake…” Even though she was giving me excellent head, I still wanted her to come. It was like crack watching her let loose. I slid my hand around to her ass and rubbed it before pulling her nightshirt up and finding her already wet pussy.
“Mmm,” she moaned when my fingers entered her.
“Jesus you make my dick look pretty,” I said while I watched her work. She made it look like polished onyx.
“It always looks pretty,” she smirked, tapping it against her full lips. She worked my dick with her talented hands while I stroked her pussy until it was soaked and dripping down my fingers, rolling over my knuckles and kissing my wrists.
“You know I need to be inside of you right?” I curled my fingers and rubbed her g-spot until her body shook. She was determined to give it just as good as she got it because I couldn’t compose myself in enough time to hold back my orgasm. I came in her mouth so hard I almost caught a fucking stomach cramp.
When I looked down to see if my climax was too much too soon, I saw her swallowing every drop. My head hit the pillow and I exhaled, trying to collect myself.
“Did I mention I’m marrying you…again?” A smile pulled my lips up.
“You said something like that,” she laughed, laying beside me.
“I’m still fucking you. This shit isn’t over. You know how we do.” My hand found her neck while I kissed her. My phone broke our torrid moment and I contemplated not even answering it.
Something made me look and I was glad I did. It was Molly. She knew not to call unless it was important so I knew she had news. I watched Blake’s bare ass switch into the bathroom as I pressed the phone to my ear.
“What’s up Molly?” I sat up in bed and pulled my underwear up. My dick was still semi-hard from the magical head Blake gave me.
“I have news,” she said. “Can I Facetime you? Is Blake decent?”
“How the hell do you know Blake is with me?” I laughed, sliding a palm down my face.
“Is that a trick question? You two have been inseparable for the past month. Anyway, is she decent?”
“She’s in the bathroom right now but she’s decent.” Even though the bed was still warm where she’d been laying, I still pictured her in that slinky, thin nightshirt and the way it rode up showing me her ass.
A Facetime call from Molly came through and I answered immediately. Her eyes were bright and her lips were curved in a smile. I could tell she’d just woken up too. “Okay, I wanted to look at your face when I told you this.” She got close to the screen, tucking wisps of hair behind her ear.
Blake came back and curled up beside me, resting her head on my shoulder. “Hey, Molly!”
“Hi, Blake. I’m glad you’re here. This will probably make you happy too. So, listen up guys. I got an email from your lawyer, Devanté. Renee finally took the baby to have his DNA tested. This happened shortly after the nightmare of her showing up at your house with cameras. She had no choice because of the subpoena but you can never be too sure.”
“I love you Molly, but can you please get to it,” Blake laughed.
“Right. So, turns out Renee’s son is not yours, Devanté.”
Relief flooded my chest even though I knew the baby wasn’t mine. I squeezed Blake and kissed her forehead.
“See, that’s the kind of news I like to hear first thing in the morning,” I smiled.
“I knew you’d be happy. That’s the smile I wanted to see. Also, Shantel wants to have those closing papers on her desk by the end of the day. Why are you dragging your feet?”
I had my reasons for not jumping on the closing. I wanted to talk to Blake first. I sighed a little and kissed the top of Blake’s head. “Can you hold her off until I get back to LA? Miss Yelinda’s party is tomorrow night. After that, I’ll be able to handle things.”
“I’m sure I can hold her off but wanna let me in on the problem?” Molly asked, lifting her eyebrow.
