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“Nope.” I popped my P as hard as Crystal’s heels remained firm on her decision.
Her sigh echoed mine. “Poor girl. That baby didn’t ask to be here, and I hope you’ve thought deeply about the role you’re going to play once it is born. Loving Ezekiel means loving all extensions of him, a lifelong responsibility. Don’t commit and change your mind, Sunnie. That baby doesn’t deserve a revolving door. Either you’re in it for the long hall or stay away. Not just with the child but with Ezekiel.” Her points were made but at the wrong time.
I’m getting ready to go out with my man, the last thing I wanted to ponder on was my man’s mother to his child.
“You’re right. Anyhow, let me finish getting ready. I’ll call you later.”
“Okay, baby. Have fun and tell Ezekiel I said hi. Love you.”
“Love you too.” After hanging up with her, I cleaned off my camera lens and repositioned my phone on my tripod to capture my entire body. I might not be actively posting but the urge to vlog never left.
“How do I look y’all?” Slowly spinning, I giggled, feeling my stomach raid with a host of butterflies. “Not as extravagant as you’re used to seeing me, but I love this look. Very chic and sexy. Casual enough to still turn heads.” Leopard print six-inch wedge heels to turn my all-black ribbed swoop neck sleeveless maxi dress into a fashion stable. A thick gold rope necklace with different sized hoops going along the curve of my ear. I planned on wearing a long-sleeved jean jacket to add a nice fashion piece.
“I think I’m going to change my lip. Gloss will forever be my top pick, but this hair is giving main character and I need the main character energy to be all around. Here is ‘buy me diamonds’, my new red matte lipstick dropping next month. It’s buttery smooth and long lasting. You can kiss all the frogs and it won’t smudge. See, look at how…”
“Prove it.” Goodness, why did this man shift my entire equilibrium?
There’s a different kind of electricity in the air, all because he’s right there, kicking back, watching me with eyes full of something real warm and genuine. It’s like he’s got this way of looking at me that sends a whole squad of butterflies rioting in my stomach, making me feel all kinds of special and giddy, like we’re back at square one, vibing for the first time.
Catching his glance in the mirror, this heat rushes up to my cheeks, creating a natural glow no highlighter could ever match. It’s kinda wild, how just him standing there in the doorway, giving me that look, can have me feeling so deeply seen, like I’m the main character in his story, the vibe he’s been searching for.
The more his eyes penetrated my soul, the more I understood what was transpiring.
A naked moment.
It’s clear that tonight isn’t just about me getting dolled up; it’s about him peeling back my layers without even saying a word, his eyes telling me I’m his everything. This isn’t just about wanting; it’s deeper, it’s craving, it’s real. Feeling wanted, desired, craved in such a raw way, it’s heady, forevermore grounding me in our truth where love is spelled out in these quiet, shared moments as much as in the big declarations.
With Ezekiel, not a moment goes by that don’t I feel truly seen, not for the makeup or the masks I’m used to wearing, but for the real, unfiltered version of me. The reflection permeated from his eyes. I’m not just beautiful; I’m essential, the realest part of his world.
Ignoring my hands starting to shake, he swaggered his way behind me, all in the camera view, and kissed my exposed shoulders and neck until I turned into a giggling mess. “Test it on me, Sunnie Mae.” And there goes my knees knocking.
Camera recording and lips freshly painted, I kissed my man. Oh, I kissed him something good, too. Swooping spit and tongue wrestling.
Just filthy, but erotic.
“Damn, Sunnie Mae. Fuck.” His hands were giving my glutes the massage they deserved. “You taste so damn good.” Nastily, he sucked on my tongue, giving my camera more than it needed to see. Sometimes I forget that he loves camera play. He turns into a straight savage when he knows he’s being recorded. “I know your pus…”
“Zeek.” Hands over his mouth, I nervously giggled afraid his filthy mouth had been caught on camera.
“My bad, baby. You look good. You smell good, and you taste good.” He pecked my lips. “Not one smudged and I devoured them juicy ass lips. Post it so I know it’s real.” I heard the double meaning, was he serious?
This went beyond advertising my product.
Posting this was making a loud as hell statement.
“Posting you as my special friend or my man?”
Those bedroom eyes were going to be my downfall. “As your man.”
So, I did.
I posted the cute Get Ready with Me video on my TikTok adding Muni Long’s song Made For Me. No editing or nothing. And cut it off right after.
The blogs were going to have a field day.
“Now, are you ready to spend a night with your man?”
“I’m ready, love.”
