Page 41 of Plea
“This is amazing, Hollie. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Mr. Walker. Glad I could help.”
I thanked her again before gathering the statements and receipts that she’d made me a copy of. As I left the office, I felt like I damn near floated down the hall. I don’t know if I was more amused by the fact that he was on the down low or that his secret coming out was his fault. All he had to do was let my sunshine go peacefully but nah, he wanted to play. Now, I had to let my little rottweiler of a paralegal loose on him, and Hollie had the investigative skills of the finest detectives. Honestly, I felt like she was in the wrong profession, but for whatever reason she chose this sector of law and order, and I was grateful for it.
I didn’t know if I wanted to tell my brothers or Venus first or go straight to Trevor’s attorney’s office. Somebody had to hear this news, or I was going to explode like a fucking volcano.
Chapter
Twenty-Five
Venus
March
I wantedto do something nice for my man. He’d been going above and beyond for me since the moment I chose him. Chose me. Chose us. I had an absolute ball while we were in Chicago and didn’t think about Trevor and his bullshit once. It gave me peace and comfort knowing I could trust Carson and his team to handle this for me. To thank him for his intentional priority of me, I wanted to treat him to a special evening. His love language was service, so he was easy to please. All I had to do was literally anything for him—big or small—and he felt loved.
Tonight, I planned to cook him dinner and give him a massage since he loved the couples massage we had while in Miami. I also got him tickets to the opening of Cash’s casino. It was the first one here in The Hills, and I knew it was going to be an amazing business venture. For the grand opening event, all guests had to purchase tickets, and the proceeds were goingto go toward Cash’s food drives. After that, entry into the casino would be free.
While I was at the farmer’s market with Mama earlier, I got the idea to stop byFor Forever Flowersand get several bouquets of sunflowers for his home. Since he mentioned liking the mood boost the color yellow gave him, I figured the flowers would be a nice way to add the color to his home. He was such a manly man I doubt if he’d ever do something like that for himself.
After grabbing the forever flowers, I stopped by the grocery store and got what I needed to make a classic soul food dinner. Then, I went to my place and grabbed a few of my essentials since I had a few clothes left at his place. Every time we spent time at the other’s home, we always left clothes behind. Eventually, I’d have half the space in his closet.
Once I made it to his home, it filled me with so much peace I didn’t get started immediately. I loved the view I had from my penthouse, but Carson’s place felt like… home. He told me I could redecorate it any way I wanted to, and I would eventually add a few of my personal touches, but I loved how he had it already. It was dark and masculine but warm as well. I ended up having a glass of wine and chilling for a while before setting the bouquets up in the main rooms and his bedroom, then I got to work on dinner.
I listened to music and continued to sip my wine while I cooked, so by the time it was done, I was at that perfect level of sober yet one drink away from being tipsy. All the food was placed in the oven on warm, then I set the massage table, oil, and candles up and showered to get ready for my man. He texted me to let me know he was on his way, so by the time he arrived, I’d just slipped into my silk gown. With nothing under it, I put on my heels and robe so I could meet him downstairs.
He was already smiling, but when his eyes landed on me, his brows lifted and mouth dropped.
“Hi, Mr. Walker.”
“Damn, sunshine. You look good enough to eat.”
I squealed when he picked me up and lifted me until my pussy was right at his mouth. “Carson!”
“Relax,” he commanded, pressing me against the wall. “I ain’t gon’ drop you.”
I don’t know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn’t for him to hold me in the air while he feasted on my pussy. I didn’t realize just how strong my man was until he held me up while I bucked against his face. Not once did his arms tremble. Not once did he have to take a break. Carson made me cum three times before he finally lowered me to my feet.
He sat down, and I wasted no time straddling him. I’d say my favorite part of him was his heart, but his dick was a very, very close second. Riding him on the tips of my toes turned into riding him flat footed after I came, and then that turned into me riding him on my knees when I came again.
I’d learned his style and pacing enough to know if I wanted to make this man cum fast, I had to talk to him. I still hadn’t gotten completely used to cumming so many times back to back, and it always made me sleepy.
The second he moaned and gripped my waist, I saw that as my opening. Leaning forward slightly, I curved my pussy and smiled when he cursed under his breath.
“You gon’ cum for mama?” I asked, wrapping my hand around his neck.
“Mhm,” he moaned, holding me against him as his legs opened and closed.
He scooted down to try and gain control, but I wasn’t having that.
“Say it. Say you’re gonna cum for mama.”
“Venus—”
“Tell me!” I demanded, reaching back to cup and squeeze his balls.
“Gaahdamn!” he roared, dick throbbing inside of me instantly.
