For Keeps

“Later, Mama,” Dae-Dae squeals grabbing my attention.

I look up from the dishes I’m washing to see him in Dylan’s arms. My brows knit. They returned from the park with Dylan along with them.

I thought we were going to hang out around the house and chill today. It’s what we usually do on Saturdays when Felix comes. We’ve sort of fallen into the habit.

Now, Dylan and Dae-Dae are bouncing out of the apartment, my nephew with a big grin on his little face as he waves. I turn to my side to look up at Felix questioningly. What I find is that heated look from last night.

I hear the front door close, but I’m frozen in place and can’t turn to see if they have left out of the door for certain. Felix reaches over me to turn off the faucet. I turn to face him and his arms going on either side of me to cage me in as he grasps the edges of the sink.

“We’re going to have a talk,” he says.

“Oh, okay,” I reply looking up at him.

“I could tell this morning at breakfast that you got this all fucked up in your head,” he continues.

My feelings are totally crushed. I knew it. I knew it was only a one night thing. All of that overthinking for nothing.

Reach for the stars and get burned, Kaye.

I place a hand on his chest to push him back. I don’t want him to see into my disappointed eyes. I need space. I need a moment to collect myself.

“Kaye,” he says my name like a warm caress. On the verge of tears, I look up into those eyes. “What do you think happened last night?”

“I’m sorry. I read too much into it. You were just trying to help me with my books. That’s all it was. I understand,” I reply.

He ducks his head until we are eye to eye. I can feel his warm breath fanning my lips. I want to breathe him in like I did last night. I feel that pull from deep within all over again.

“Who told you you’re reading too much?” He nods his head in my direction with his words.

“I—”

“Nope, baby,” he cutoffs me off.

I frown. He doesn’t even know what I was going to say. I pout and fold my arms over my chest. His eyes drop down to the tops of my squished breasts. His tongue peeks out to wet his lips. When his eyes lift back to mine they’re scorching with heat.

“Y…you asked if I was waiting for marriage. I’m not but I don’t think I’m ready for a…a one night stand or anything like that,” I says breathlessly.

He makes a disgusted noise in the back of his throat. Next, thing I know his lips are taking mine in a possessive kiss as my feet leave the floor. He moves to the right of the sink to drop me gently onto the countertop. His strong body settles between my legs.

Felix cups the sides of my face as he literally eats it. His tongue, teeth, and lips are all involved in licking, nipping, and sipping from me. I can only cling to his t-shirt in hopes of not flying away on a cloud of his creation.

He kisses his way to my ear. His panting breaths send a shiver through me. His tongue flicks my ear, tightening my nipples against my bra further.

“I asked you that so I’d know if I would be waiting until our wedding night to claim you or if you’d let me turn your ass out now,” he hisses into my ear. “You’re mine, Kaye. The moment you let me taste your lips, you became mine. I’m a Black, baby. We play for keeps.

“Lorg a h-uile duine leatha agus cùm i leat leat fhèin. That’s what my father taught us. That’s what we live by,” he says.

“What does that mean?” I breathe.

He pulls back from my ear and looks into my soul. I feel so much power rolling off of him. Barely restrained power.

“Find her worthy and keep her for your own,” he says before leaning in and licking my lips.

I’m not talking about a flick of his tongue. I’m talking a full on lick of my entire lips. It’s nasty, but I like it.

He grins at me when he looks at my stunned face. Reaching down he grabs the ends of his t-shirt and pulls it up over his head. The play and ripple of his muscles is like magic. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in my life.

The contrast of his tan skin and the dark hair running down the center of his V is spellbinding. He has definitely chiseled out his body since the last time I saw him shirtless. It looks good on him.

I grin when I see that beanie still in place on his head. It’s like his security blanket. I reach out for it, watching to see if he’ll allow me to take it off. Felix gets pissy about people messing with his hats.

When my hand comes away with the knitted cap between my fingers, he turns his head and kisses my palm. I feel a tingle run up my arm from the spot his lips touch. Taking the hat he tosses it with his shirt.

His long fingers wrap my wrist, bringing my hands to his stomach. He flattens my palms and eases them up over his abs to his pecs. My eyes follow the path. His skin is on fire beneath my fingertips, it’s so smooth to the touch.

I bite my lip and smile when his pecs flex beneath my caress. I raise a brow and look up at him through my lashes. He returns the look with a sexy grin.

Nerd my ass.

Felix is as sexy as any of his brothers, if not more so. I never understood why kids at school tried to shame him for being smart. It never lasted long. If you teased Felix about being a bookworm you usually didn’t return to school for a few days, if at all.

I love everything about him. I’ll take it all just the way it is. Although, I do wish he were wearing his glasses.

I get bold and glide my hand down his side over his tatted ribs. His hands grasp a hold of my tank top, his eyes on mine as he lifts it slowly. I reluctantly pull my hands from his body to lift my arms over my head. He doesn’t take the shirt off right away though.

Instead, he dips his head in and starts to kiss and lick at my stomach. I moan and blush. I haven’t started going to the gym like I planned. I still have tightening to do. Felix doesn’t seem to care much.

His tongue dips into my belly button, tugging a gasp from my lips. I feel the bite of his fingers as they drag up my sides. His lips move to wrap my nipple over the fabric of my bra. I drop my arms to lock my fingers in his hair, holding him to me.

He groans, drawing the cotton covered peak deeper into his mouth. The sensation hits me right in my core. Like a hot button bypassing all stops, going straight for the win.

I jerk against him, causing him to release my breast to look up at me. He lifts to his full height, completing the task of removing my tank top. It’s tossed over his shoulder, forgotten along with his hat and shirt.

I thread my arms around his neck, his lips finding their way to the side of my neck. I wiggle against him, loving the hot feel if his mouth on me and the heat of his body engulfing me.

His hands are at my back releasing my bra. I feel when it’s free. My breasts bounce from the fabric and he slowly peels it away.

Felix gets rid of it too. The back of his fingers take a lazy trip from my shoulders down my sides. My belly tightens. His touch leaves a trail of fire in its wake.

His eyes survey me closely for my every reaction to him. I try to remember to breathe. The anticipation is mounting to a point of cutting off my air.

“Relax,” he murmurs. “I’m going to take my time with you.”

“Okay,” I nod.

He grins.

“Relax, baby,” he repeats.

I nod again, leaning in to kiss him. I totally give myself over to the feel of his lips against mine. He deepens the kiss making himself known in a way I will never forget.

Just when I think he can’t turn this up any further, he begins to kiss his way down my chin to the base of my throat. He hooks his fingers inside my leggings, peeling them down my hips.

“Lift,” he commands.

I raise my butt from the counter enough for him to get the garment down over my backside. I reach to cover my thighs when they’re exposed. I just barely had a beach body when I was back home in California. Now, there’s more jiggle than I’m comfortable with.

His eyes flicker up to mine and narrow at me, his face twisting. He covers my hands with his, peeling them from my legs. Replacing my hands with his, he runs his palms up to the apex of my thighs.

“I’ve watched you become a woman. In my eyes, the perfect woman. Every step of the way you’ve been gorgeous. Every version of you has called to me. I’m going to join every inch of you,” he says the last part as his golden orbs go back down to my thighs and he licks his lips.

I place my nervous hands on the countertop, not sure what to do with them now. He steps back and starts on his own pants. Releasing his belt, then unfastening his jeans to push them down his hips.

He’s not wearing underwear.

My mouth falls open when he springs free from his jeans. My brain takes an immediate lunchbreak. There’s little to no function left. I’m sure he’s not supposed to be that big. There is just no way that’s fitting inside of me.

I cover my face with my hands and cross my thighs. He laughs at me, causing me to peek through my fingers at him. My eyes go back to his huge penis.

I shake my head. Nope, we can’t do this. I’m a lot of things, but crazy is not one of them. Like, he doesn’t have a starter version? I need to work my way up to that thing.

He moves closer, prying my hands from my face. I look up at him, gnawing my lip. All thoughts of punking out on this have floated out the window.

“Do you trust me?” he asks gently.

“Yes,” I answer without thinking.

“Then trust us,” he says while scooping me off the counter and drawing my legs around his waist.

My breath whooshes from my lips in surprise. I’m not a light girl. I may not look like it, but I tip the scale at one seventy-five. My grandmother says it’s them island gal bones.

It doesn’t seem to bother Felix one bit. He carries me to my bedroom as if I’m no bigger than my nephew in his arms. His eyes never leaving mine.

As we make our way up the hallway, I notice music playing for the first time. Ne-Yo’s, “Good Man,” floats out of my bedroom. I suck in a shuddered breath as I absorb it all.

Felix’s words in the kitchen, the song, what we’re about to do. This is real, not one of my fantasies or my books. I cup the side of his face to make sure he’s not going to evaporate into thin air.

He turns his head to suck my thumb into his mouth. My core clenches. The heat from his body and his length pulsing between us doesn’t help. It’s scorching right through my panties.

The look of pure fire in his eyes only adds to the flames. I swallow hard, feeling like a deer in headlights. I’ve known Felix to be intense but not like this.

He climbs onto the bed with me still wrapped around him, gently placing my back against the mattress. His lips go to my chin, his tongue coming out to tease my skin. I’m stiff as a board again.

He snakes his tongue down my throat, between my breasts, placing a kiss in the center of them. I realize I’m not breathing when he pauses. I lift my head to look down at him.

He’s watching me from beneath his lashes. His eyes command me to relax, causing me to melt into the mattress. As a reward, his lips caress the side of my right breast.

Goosebumps cover my skin, I can’t take my eyes off of his. It’s like he has me in a trance. I watch him watching me as he kisses and licks a path to my nipple. His hand goes to cup my small mound to give him better access to the peak.

When he swirls his tongue around the tight bud and sucks it into his warm wet mouth, my lips fall open and I buck off the bed. His other hand slips beneath me to grab ahold of my one of my cheeks. His long fingers bite into my flesh.

My hips start to rock on their own. My peak pops free from his lips. He shifts to kiss me again, his body lowering to grind into mine over my panties.

It’s like he can’t get enough of my kisses. I know his are giving me life. My hands roam his back, loving the feel of his skin beneath my fingertips.

When he does break the kiss, he does it so quickly. One minute we’re locked together. The next he has me flipped onto my belly, pulling my bottom back towards him.

I feel more than see him bite the waistband of my panties to tug them from my waist. I look over my shoulder in time to see him dragging them down my legs with his mouth. He gets them from my ankles and tosses them with his mouth.

Palming both of my cheeks, he gently massages them. Repositioning himself, he dips his head. Licking his way up my thigh to my core.

The moment I feel his heated mouth headed for my petals, I close my eyes. He licks over my folds, before giving them individual attention. The image of him eating a mango pops in my head. He sucks and nips like he wants the best of the fruit.

His groans of enjoyment leave my face burning. His fingers spread me for the invasion of his tongue. His long digits join in and my eyes roll.

“Felix,” I say breathlessly.

In my head, this is so much more than I thought would happen. Soon, I’m too lost in my own pleasure to care about much else. I start to grind into his face and he makes a sound of approval that comes deep from within his chest.

It vibrates through me, causing my toes to curl. My fingers knot in the sheets. My legs start to quiver beneath me. A silent scream comes from my mouth. My eyes widen and my head falls back.

I promise he just took something vital to my soul, and he hasn’t stopped. He keeps going. I’m a shaking dripping mess. I try to wiggle away and sag into the sheets. He’s not having it.

Felix bands an arm around my waist and holds me right where he wants me. I feel my juices gushing down my legs and over his face. Burying my face in the bed, my head thrashing from side to side as an actual scream rips from my throat.

“Fuck, yes! That’s what I want,” he rasps.

I feel him lick from my clit to the crack of my behind, before he takes a bite of my right cheek. He doesn’t stop there. He drags his tongue up my spine to the nape of my neck. His hands gliding up from my belly to cup my breasts.

Felix nips my ear, breathing heavily against it. Tipping my head back he captures my lips devouring my mouth the way he did my flower. I’m surprise by my taste on his tongue. It’s nothing like I expected.

I feel his lips turn up in a smile when I moan and seek to taste more. His rock hard erection is bumping against my backside.

It’s a reminder of the eye full I received in the kitchen. Yet, I’m too jelly to run or stiffen. His kneading hands are only turning me on more and turning my bones to goo. Reaching for one of my overstuffed pillows, he places it beneath us. Gently, he turns me to lie over it.

My hips are lifted in the air towards him. I get to take him in in all his glory. His tanned skin, that tat on his ribs, the dark trail that lead to more hair surrounding his more than impressive length.

Placing a hand beside my head, he leans into me. His other hand wraps around his base, guiding to my entrance. His eyes are on mine, yet he’s not making the next move. I bite my lip, looking down at his girth in his hand.

“Wrap your legs around my waist,” he commands leaning into kiss me. “Use them to control me. If it’s too much, squeeze to slow me. If you need more, open and pull me in. You’re in control.”

“Okay,” I breathe and nod.

I feel him nudge my folds and close my eyes. He halts his forward motion. My eyes open again to find him staring intently at me.

“Keep your eyes on me,” he says huskily. “We’re in this together. Trust us.”

I nod and he starts to push in again. His hand moves from my face to the sensitive button between my legs. I’m so slick it starts to ease his efforts. He rocks his hips back after a little ways in and I lift my hips for more, not wanting his retreat. He pushes back in and I question my sanity. I yield to him but not without pain this time. This time when he moves back out, I don’t try to chase him. Instead, I brace myself for his next entry.

Felix reaches for my left leg bringing it to his shoulder. He turns his head slightly, never breaking eye contact. Licking my ankle, before he sucks the skin into his mouth. Just as I feel his teeth sink into my skin, he pushes all the way into me.

“Felix,” I cry out.

He stills his hips, while soothing the bite with his tongue. He releases my leg, wrapping it back around his waist. Leaning his body over mine, he pecks the tip of my nose, then my lips.

His cheeks are red and a vein in his neck has popped. The front of his hair is wet with sweat, sticking to his forehead. He looks so sexy, it turns me on more. I feel my juices flooding him as I begin to stretch around him.

There is a biting pain from him being so far inside me. When I look down, I’m stunned to see he’s still not all the way in. I feel him in my back and stomach.

He lifts my face to meet his as he begins to move again. This time when we lock eyes, a soothing emotion comes over me. I feel his care for me, his want for my pleasure above his.

His slow motions speak to all I see within his orbs. I take note that his eyes aren’t as gold as usual. They’re more black than anything.

I reach to run my hand through his sweat soaked hair. His tongue peeks out to flick my wrist before he kisses it softly. I relax the grip of my thighs, pulling my legs back into me more.

His lips curl as he begins thrusting into me deeper. Pain becomes pleasure and a mass of confusion. I know I need something. I want more of everything. I just don’t know how to ask and for what to ask for.

My insides start to pulse around him and I like the feel. I squeeze to make it happen again. It’s like a bolt of lightning powers through me.

“Kaye,” he groans against my lips.

“Yes,” I moan, my nails clawing down his back.

Both of his hands go to the small of my back, pressing me into him as his hips roll into me. I pull my legs back more wrapping them high on his back. My thick thighs cradling him.

When his lips wrap my nipple, I’m done for. My eyes roll back. He picks up the pace and I feel like I’m going to float up out of my own body.

“Oh shit,” I scream.

Felix

I growl around her nipple in my mouth. She’s so fucking tight and wet. Her pussy is soaking me with its delicious heat. I want to suck that shit up.

Every. Single. Drop.

I let her peak pop from my mouth. The look on her face is such a turn on. I can’t stop myself from working her over. I’m pushing in with ease now.

I watch her with my tongue pressed to my upper lip. She’s taking my cock a lot better than either of us thought she would. I’ll admit I was a bit concerned for our first time. I knew I’d get in, I just didn’t know it would be this fucking perfect.

God made her just for me, I know he did. She fits me as if she were chiseled from my own life force. I lean into her ear nipping it.

“Come for me. Stop trying to hold it. Give in. Give me what’s mine,” I rasp in her ear.

“Felix, the fuck,” she cries out as she convulses beneath me.

I chuckle at her dirty mouth. I like that it’s just for me. Although, I’ve noticed her characters have much fouler mouths than hers.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you,” floats from my lips.

I slow down, in no rush to finish. I need to savor this. This is the woman I’ve dreamed about since we were teens. I’ve wanted her since before I knew I could have her. I’ve always felt a connection with her.

The same connection that now is off the fucking charts. I’ve slept with others, but that was before. Before I knew I’d make Kaye mine. Never in my life has sex felt like this.

If I could have one wish, it would be that I could bottle this feeling to have it last forever. I watch her come down off her high, still pushing into her, holding her right on the edge. I don’t give her time to touch the ground again.

If I can help it, I’ll never let her precious feet touch another surface that hasn’t been paved by me. I’m the shield that will keep her safe from the world. Her pleasure is my pleasure.

Feeling my own orgasm riding me too closely, I pull out and kiss my way down her body. I love her breasts. They’re not huge, but not tiny. They’re enough for my mouth and hands.

I stop to worship them, each in turn. I pay attention to detail. Her left tit is more sensitive than the right. I return to the left one to give it more attention.

Her whimpers and cries guide me through her pleasure like a map. I love having my woman’s taste on my tongue. I start to lick my way down to her center, stopping to swirl around her belly button before settling between her legs.

“Felix, don’t. I don’t think I can take it,” she pleads.

I give a dark chuckle. She’ll learn to take it and a lot more before I’m done. I haven’t even started. I place a kiss to the top of her mound and wink at her.

“Just breathe.”

“Felix,” she cries out, her hips lifting from the pillow.

I pull her legs around my neck, encouraging her to ride my face. This feast was made for me to enjoy and I plan to do just that. Kaye never should’ve let me have a taste.

I’m hooked now.