Page 63 of Awakening
“To family,” I said, “To chosen family, to vision, to fire, and to every sleepless night it took to make this dream real.”
I looked directly at Maverick and Ajaih.
“And to the two people who keep me steady, even when I’m storming, who love me with hands and hearts wide open.”
I saw the flicker in Maverick’s eyes, the way Ajaih bit her lip and blinked fast. I winked, just for them.
“And to Dana, our wine lady, our alchemist. Thank you for making my madness into magic.”
Dana blushed, lowering her glass with a soft smile. I felt the heat simmer behind her eyes even across the room.
By midnight, the space quieted. My staff hugged me goodnight, some of them with tears in their eyes. Maverick took my parents back to our place to settle in for the night. Ajaih kissed my cheek, whispering, “I’m so proud of you, Chef Fairfax,” leaving to drop Maverick’s parents off at her place, where they’d been staying during James’ recovery. Caleb and Yanna called it a night soon after, citing early morning surgery for Yanna.
That left Dana, Ahmir, and me. The restaurant was dim now, golden light soft across linen-covered tables. We cleaned in silence for a while, stealing glances. The air between us thickened. Ahmir stacked chairs while Dana rinsed glasses and I dried, but my eyes never left her.
“I could still taste that wine with the lamb,” Dana said over her shoulder, “It lingered like a secret.”
“You make wine talk,” I replied, “I just listen.”
Ahmir chuckled low behind her, “He got bars tonight,”dapping me up, “But nah fam, this was phenomenal. One of the doctors at the hospital said he tried to make reservations for his anniversary, and y’all are booked out for 6 months.”
“Damn,” was the only word I could muster because the level of gratitude I felt was indescribable.
She stepped closer, wedging herself between Ahmir and me.
“Tonight was perfect,” she murmured.
Ahmir pulled her to him, her back against his chest. His hands settled lightly on her hips, rubbing them gently.
“Was it the wine?” I asked, voice low, “Or the company?” I asked, stepping in front of her.
Dana’s lashes lowered, “Both.”
Ahmir’s voice was a gravelly whisper near her ear, “You’ve been eyeing him all night.”
She exhaled as I brushed her jaw with my knuckles.
Stepping closer, I pushed the soft fuchsia material of her dress over her thighs, lifting them as her legs wrapped instinctively around my waist.
Her breathing quickened, her need and desire written all over her face. My hands slid up her thighs as Ahmir’s hand slid to the base of her throat, steady but commanding, and she arched at the feel of us both.
My hand traced the inside of her thigh, slow, deliberate, realizing she didn’t have on any panties.
“Where your panties, mama?” I asked.
Biting her bottom lip, “In your office on your desk,” her voice airy as I cupped her fat pussy, feeling the heat radiating from her in need.
Ahmir bent and whispered something in her ear that made her moan. I leaned in, our mouths a breath apart, ourbodies already entangled in something deeper than lust.
I claimed her wanton mouth as I rubbed gentle circles around her clit.
“Ohhhhh,” she moaned out.
“This what you want, Baby?” Ahmir asked? “You want Daddy to talk you through it while Knox makes that greedy little pussy gush?”
“Yessssss Mir, pleaseeee.”
I can’t lie, my dick was so hard listening to him talk filthy to her while my fingers moved through her wetness, finally making my way to her opening as I pushed inside her, causing her body to jerk in pleasure.
