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On wobbly feet, I looked around like I could make out something. I felt him tug at the tie, and when it fell, my mouth opened. The waterworks started again.

“What is this?” I asked, though I knew.

“This is yours.”

“Prince, no. Baby, why?” I asked as I moved around the spacious food truck. It was huge, and every amenity he selected had me in mind. The built-in ovens would be perfect for my cakes, and they would provide me with a way not to lug everything from the house. I could start when he started his days, and by lunchtime, I could serve with no problem.

“Come look at the outside.” Still in awe, I let him lead me.

“This is beautiful!” I touched my logo outside the truck. The yellow and red colors of my logo meshed so well with the black truck. It was so professional. It was everything I had ever wanted, and I hadn’t even imagined it in my dreams yet.

“I feel so bad for accusing you of anything, Prince.”

“Don’t. I got caught up.” I tried to speak, but he shook his head, and I knew he had more to say, so I waited patiently. “I tend to get caught up with shit. On one hand, that can be very good.” He licked his lips and gave me a once-over that made me tingle. “On the other hand, things can consume me to the point where I just want to get it done. In those times I want you to do exactly what you did. I need you to talk to me. I need you to tell me what you are feeling, and whenever you need me, I want you to know you can have that. Nothing comes before you. It can’t be with the way you make me feel, Le.”

“Oh my God,” I whispered, not knowing what else to say. I was so overwhelmed.

“Let’s go back inside. Did you see everything?” He pulled me back inside. I wiped my eyes as we stepped back inside. The next tears I wanted coming down my face were from me gagging from his dick hitting the back of my throat repeatedly. I missed my fucking man, and it was no time like the present.

“Did you see this?”

“I’ve seen enough,” I spoke seductively as I closed in on him. He picked up on my tone and licked his thick lips. I pushed him against the counter and went to my knees. I loosened his belt and gave it to him in case he wanted to tie my hands.

“Gah damn, Le,” he whispered in anticipation. The breeze from the open door was our only background noise. The weather was perfect and in the sixties. I unbuckled his belt, and his dick was ready for me. It sprang forward out of his zipper before I could zip it all the way down. It popped out looking so damn delicious, and the smell of bourbon teakwood intensified and made me drool. He always smelled so damn good.

“Fuck!” Prince moaned out as soon as his dick hit the back of my throat. He gripped a handful of hair and pushed me down again and again. I looked up at him. He loved everything I was giving. His bottom lip was tucked in his mouth, and his eyes closed as his head tilted upward.

“Mmm,” I moaned, calling his eyes to me. I pulled his dick from my mouth momentarily, making sure I left trails of spit, creating the show he loved. I lifted his dick and placed his balls in my mouth. This nigga had just bought me a whole damn food truck, so nothing was being spared. I wanted this nigga throwing up gang signs in his shoes. I licked up his shaft and put him back in my mouth, adding my hands to the party.

“Gah damn Le. Hold up.” He begged for mercy, but I wasn’t going. I wanted every drop of him in my mouth.

“Hell nah.” Tightening my grip again, thinking he was trying to rip away from me, he surprised me when he crotched down, gripped my legs, and spun me around by the waist. He braced me with a firm hand around right above my ass. With his free hand, he ripped my panties from me, and I damn near lost all sense for a moment. My pussy was directly in his face and his warm breath already had me tingling.

“You think you gone be the only one having fun? Hell nah. Look at this pretty muthafucka. You did this for me?”

Only when I tried to talk did I get back on task. It was supposed to be about his pleasure but he had my body radiating because I knew exactly what was to come. His lips attached to my bottom sets and the slow melodic licks he gave made me reach out and grab his legs.

“Shit,” I moaned.

“Nah I gotta get this muthafucka. Put that shit on my face baby.” He locked me in so I couldn’t move. I was trying to stay focused but he knew what to do to detonate my body. Halfway through, he got tired of playing with my ass. His dick slipped from my mouth as he flipped me back upright and I had no power to resist. He sank down to a sitting position. One thing I did know, if I wanted it to be my show, I could not have Prince licking me to oblivion.

“Put that muthafucka on my face,” he called, trying to lift me by the thighs. Instead of obliging, I hiked my skirt and slid down his hard dick.

“Fuck yo’ ass just don’t want to listen, huh? Must want me to punish that ass.” He smacked my right ass cheek as I bounced up and down. I needed every inch. Prince filled me so well. He stretched my walls so sweetly it was like I was made for him.

“I know what you are trying to do, but you don’t have to thank me for this. You are my woman, and I always fucking got you. You hear me? I fucking love you girl.”

“I love you too baby. Now shut up and fuck me.”

He gripped my hips and slammed me down onto him while he thrust his hips upward to meet me. My head flew back as I gripped his chest. The delicious force he was using was getting me close to the edge. His right hand went to my breast while his lips closed on my waiting bud on my left. He bit down and I could feel every nerve in my body.

“Ahh fuck!” I screamed as I rained down on him. My eyes closed as I rode the wave and when they popped open that intense stare met me.

“Damn, my pussy needed me, huh? How many do you want baby?” he asked rhetorically because the next thing I knew, I was on my knees, and he was entering me from behind. Finally, he used his belt to bind my arms behind me, and he braced the middle for leverage. His hand encased my closed palms and pushed as deep as he could get. I looked out of the opened door and saw the moon and stars in the sky. Nothing beat the scenery and nothing beat the man I was sharing my body with. Sharing my life with. I never thought I would feel this way, but Prince was dismantling every preconceived notion I had about love. This was it and this was how I should feel.

“Damn, you feel so fucking good. I can’t wait to give you my fucking last name.” I bucked back harder against him at his admission. That was the first time I’d heard him say that, and the excitement pulsed through me knowing he meant what he said.

“Damn, you trying to get this cum?”

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