Page 22 of The Road to You
He pulled me into his arms and kissed my neck before he smacked my ass. “We’ll talk about that shit later. Hurry up so you and Casper can get home.” He made sure that I was in my van and pulled off before he climbed in his truck.I love that man.
A Very Short Time Later…
“You’re gonna stop acting like you got to do this shit alone, Bruq, huh? You gonna let a nigga provide for you, love?” Euri taunted while he drove his dick inside of me from behind.
All I wanted to do was cook my baby a good lunch. Then I was bent over the counter with a dick in me. It was too many of the things that I loved.
He was in his feelings about the settlement payment for Celie Cencora. The day following the settlement agreement, I went to the bank and got the certified funds to pay that ho. When I went to drop it off, the lawyer told me that it had already been paid. I promptly put the money back into his account. He took the money out and left it on the kitchen counter in cash. We played back and forth with the money for over a week.
After I consulted with his brothers, I got an idea.
Euri got home a little over an hour ago from working on site that morning. I was already in the kitchen, prepping lunch. He simply walked in, looked at me, then said, “I got something for your ass when I get out this fuckin’ shower.”
Smack!“What the fuck did I ask you, Bruqlyn? You quiet and have no reason to be. My dick’s not in ya mouth.”
“Yes! Okay, I’ll let you provide for me.” I conceded to the strokes. “I’m about to cum.” My prophetic words made way for the abs-tightening nut.
Smack! Smack!“Let that shit go. You gonna take that fuckin’ motorcycle back?”
Yep, I bought his ass a motorcycle. I took the twenty bands, added a few more, and got him a brand-new motorcycle. He already owned one, but his brothers told me that he was in themarket for a new one. They told me what he’d been looking at, so I bought it for him.
I shook my head. “No, I’m not. I’m not.”
He could fuck me into obli—Shit! Shit!
“Bet, we gonna see.” He spread my ass cheeks to deepen the strokes. When he leaned forward on my back, I was ready to tap the hell out. “You’re gonna take that bike back. I bet ya pussy, you will.”
For the next, I wasn’t sure how long, he fucked me stupid. Instead of lunch, I needed a damn nap. That night we had dinner with his parents, and I needed the rest. He would not have me in front of his mother and father with bags under my eyes. I already had a slight limp because of his foolishness in the kitchen. “I’m going to take a nap. Wake me up an hour and a half before we need to be there so I can get ready.”
“You do that,” Euri said. “I’m going to check out this bike that your ass is going to take back. I’ll make sure I wake your defiant ass up.”
He talked all that shit, but now he wanted to check out the bike. If he wanted some pussy, that was all he had to say.
Dinner With The Parents…
I wiped my mouth with the napkin. “That was so good, Ms. Marsha. You’re going to have to give me that recipe.”
Ms. Marsha and Mr. Orion cooked dinner, and it was amazing. I couldn’t recall a time that I ever had ribs so tender that they fell off the bone when I picked them up. There was no need for me to even start on the sweet potato casserole because words could never describe its goodness.
“Baby, you can come cook with me anytime. Maybe if you come, my lil’ baby over there will too.” She tilted her head toward Karla with a smirk.
Karla, Aaron, and Derrick were there too. I loved how close-knit they all were. It made me wish I had siblings. It would have made things much less lonely.
“Mama, why you got to do me like that? I cook with you sometimes,” Karla said with innocence seeping through her tone. “Remember, I baked that chicken with you that one time. Trust me, once you taste Bruqlyn’s cooking, you’re going to forget about wanting me in the kitchen with you.”
Mr. Orion sat next to Ms. Marsha. They were funny as hell. Euri told me about their up-and-down relationship. Just from my short interaction with them, I could tell that Ms. Marsha loved his ass. She just seemed to be hurt or maybe just prideful.
“Yeah, my woman can cook her ass off. When I come through, I just add my goodness.” Mr. Orion wrapped his arms around Ms. Marsha’s neck and pulled her into him. She pulled away when he kissed her cheek.
“Nigga, if you don’t get your ass away from me.” She shifted in her seat, then pointed her finger in his face. “I done told you that I’m not your woman. You better go talk to that girl who’s having your baby.”
I almost spat out my wine. I side-eyed Euri, who sat next to me, because that was something his ass didn’t tell me. Euri’s hand gripped my thigh. He simply chuckled.
“Euri, why the hell is your mouth so big?” Orion fussed. “I can’t tell your ass shit.”
Ms. Marsha shook her head. Karla and Derrick snickered while Aaron continued to eat his food. “That boy ain’t tell me nothing. That lil’ girl wanted me to know, so she went out of her way to make sure I did. You’re too old to be out here moving loose with that thing.”
Mr. Orion stared at her. “We’ll talk about that shit later, Marsha.” He shifted his body to lean on the table. “Bruqlyn, now that you and our son are in a serious relationship, are you going to transition out of your van, into his home? Oh, that’s a bad ass bike you gave my boy.”
