Page 41 of Keyoni & Sage
“Top drawer.”
I pushed dozens of colorful panties to the side to find a box of condoms by a brand I’d never heard of. The bright packaging caused me to stare longer than necessary.
“You sure these are okay?”
“Positive.”
The texture felt normal when I opened the packet, so I sheathed my dick while walking back to the bed. Sage had her bra off, legs open, with a finger circling her clit. I could’ve easily slid between her legs and went to town, pounding her pretty pussy into the bed until I had nothing left to give. But I didn’t want to fuck her missionary. Looking into her eyes would’ve made me cum quick. I wasn’t trying to go out like that.
“Turn around.” I slid behind her when she was upright, on her knees, preparing to drop her hands to get down in front of her. “No, stay like this.”
Reaching around, I rubbed her pussy, coaxing her legs apart. Then she sat back on my dick and I fell into absolute bliss. I held her waist while she bounced up and down, calling out for God although he couldn’t save her. Nothing could. Because at that moment our bodies were intertwined into one, moving in sync to a rhythm Sage created. I held her speed, thrusting every time shebounced down on my swollen dick, applying pressure to the grip on her sides. I wanted to cum. But I couldn’t go out like a sucker, busting so soon after sliding into something so, so, so damn wet.
I switched positions, pushing her forward so she landed on all fours. She cried out after I got my rhythm, lifting a leg as I pulled her back into me. Sweat didn’t stop my strokes as I refused to let up. I needed it. I needed her, since anytime we were apart she was all I could think about. And the way her pussy molded to fit my dick told me everything I needed to know. She needed me too.
Each moan was music to my ears as I picked up the pace, pounded until I couldn’t pound any more. My release was near. I couldn’t stop the nut rising in my dick even if I wanted to. A deep arch formed in her back as she came, and when her walls squeezed my dick for dear life, I did too.
The soundof a whiny puppy woke me up. I thought I was hearing shit at first until I heard Keturah laughing in the distance. Then I remembered how I’d been conned by my daughter and how Sage’s pretty ass helped her do it.
I heard her voice too, not as loud as Keturah’s but still audible, talking to Keturah about something. My curiosity had me sliding shorts over my boxers before I ventured to the living room. I found Sage on the couch, Keturah on the floor sitting on a pillow, both holding bottles and feeding puppies in their laps.
“Dad…you came to help?”
No.
“Here’s a bottle,” Sage said. “There’s a puppy.”
She flashed a smile I couldn’t say no to.
“I didn’t come in here to feed no damn puppy.”
But that was exactly what I ended up doing though, sitting on the couch next to Sage.
“You didn’t come here to do what?”
I gave Sage the side eye as she laughed in my face, knowing she wouldn’t be laughing after Keturah went to sleep.
This some bullshit.
My puppy was a boy and went crazy as soon as he smelled the milk coming toward his face. He couldn’t see, but his olfactory senses were working just fine. If I wasn’t holding him, his wiggling ass would’ve been on the ground.
“Calm down…damn.”
Once he latched on, he didn’t let go until there was nothing left. Even then I had to pry the bottle out of his mouth. Not even a second later, he was asleep in my lap.
“He likes you,” Sage said. “Look how comfortable he is. Like he’s already part of the fam?—”
“Nope.” I stopped her. “He ain’t staying.”
Keturah had been throwing hints since the car ride home. I told her no too.
“I tried,” Sage relented.
“I know. Thanks.”
I hated seeing my daughter sad, but I didn’t want any pets. Kaiser was enough. I thought I made it clear when I agreed for the puppies to come over after Big Girl refused two feedings in a row. Since Jami was going out and the puppies needed to be fed around the clock, Keturah had the bright idea to bring them to my house. Sage cosigned the thought by volunteering to stay too. I only agreed because I knew they would be in good hands with Sage. And also because the setup was temporary. All three puppies were going back to Jami in the morning.
Sage fixed a late-night snack and we watched a movie until the puppies started whining again. After another feeding,Keturah was ready to call it a night. Once she finally did, I joined Sage in the guest room. We were trying to play whatever we were doing off as us just being friends, but I didn’t want that. I wanted Sage. In my bed, because she was already in my heart.
