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“More than I thought was possible.”
“Thank you.”
Beethoven gave me a soft, sweet kiss. “You don’t have to thank me for that, bae.”
“Yes, I do. You’re not required to care about me or treat me well.”
“I am, actually. If for nothing else but on a spiritual level, it’s my responsibility to treat you well. If I don’t, I’ll suffer. You’re a gift from God to me. I’m going to cherish you for as long as you’ll allow.”
Our kiss was slow, tender… hungry. Beethoven rolled me over, and as much as I wanted him inside me, I said, “Baby… your mama is here.”
Sucking his teeth, Beethoven pulled my satin gown over my head. “She sleep, and even if she ain’t, we grown.”
“Beetho—ah…”
The warmth of his mouth on my nipple silenced any reservations I had. And when his hand slipped between my thighs, I was completely under his spell.
“You’re a very bad influence.” I giggled, but it turned into a moan when his middle finger entered me.
“You like this shit though.”
“I love it.”
Beethoven’s mouth latched around my clit, and I held my legs open as he feasted on me. When I felt myself about to cum and get loud, I pushed him away. His protests stopped quickly when I rolled him over and took his shaft into my mouth. I’d been aching to taste him, and it was very much worth the wait. He was so long and thick, I could barely take all of him down my throat. My gagging turned him on. He pulled my bonnet off and palmed my hair, moaning as I slobbered and sucked him in deeper.
The shaky breaths he released made me moan as my pussy leaked. When he began to roll his hips and fuck my face, I could no longer resist fingering my pussy until I came. Quiet whimpers escaped me and combined with the sound of him moaning my name.
When he couldn’t take it anymore, Beethoven pulled me up and placed me on my side. He slid into me from behind, filling me with swift, hard strokes that had me moaning his name and whimpering until we both crashed and fell asleep.
24
Beethoven
“I want grandbabies, but I don’t want to hear you making ’em.”
My mother’s declaration caused me to choke on the orange juice I was drinking. Whiskee made us breakfast, and I was glad she was in the bathroom; otherwise, she would have been embarrassed.
“Really, Ma?”
“Don’t really Ma me. You knew I was here.”
“Yeah, but I thought you was sleep. Plus… I didn’t too much care. I wasn’t expecting you to say anything about it, though.”
Chuckling, she swatted my arm as she stood. “Come walk me to the door, boy.”
“Aight.”
They’d said their goodbyes before Whiskee left, and now I saw why her messy ass hung around to say that silly shit. That was my mama, though, and I loved her.
“You take care of my daughter-in-law,” she ordered before giving me a hug and kiss on the cheek.
“Yes, ma’am. Thank you again for pulling up. She might not have said it, but she needed that.”
“I could tell. We talked a little about her mom and it broke my heart to know someone could be so evil not just to kill her but in front of her daughter.”
Looking back toward the hall, I considered if I wanted to tell her the truth. “How about your ex-husband knew and didn’t do shit about it?” I whispered.
Her eyes widened and she gripped my arm. “What?”
