Page 105 of Love U Down II

“You gon’ correct that attitude?”

“Mhm.” She nodded.

Her walls pulsing around me had me speeding my strokes and I moaned as I hit my peak and buried myself as far inside of Myome as possible while I came.

I slowly lowered her legs and kissed along her hairline.

“Myome.” I gripped her face and jerked it toward me. “You gon’ correct that shit?”

“I’m going to correct it.” She grabbed the back of my head and yanked me in so she could kiss me while her hips rolled into mine. “I’m sorry,” she mumbled against my mouth and I smiled.

Honestly, I wasn’t even mad. I just liked talking shit to my baby while I was in it.

I didn’t tell her that shit though.

We slowly pulled ourselves apart, and after we cleaned up, we collapsed into bed together. Myome snuggled back into my side.

“I really am sorry,” she said quietly and kissed the side of my chest.

“I know, baby.” I ran a hand up and down the outside of her arm, yawned, and let my eyes flutter shut. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“M’kay.”

I kissed the top of her head and I didn’t even know if she responded because I was knocked out in what felt like less than a second.

The next morning I woke up to my alarm going off and I was instantly annoyed. I liked waking up on my body’s natural clock, which usually had me up early anyway, but I was exhausted.

I stayed where I was for a few seconds before forcing my eyes open and reaching for my phone. I reached for Myome with my other hand and did a double take when I saw she wasn’t there. I usually beat her awake by several hours.

I jerked up in bed immediately.

I had to be late. There was no way I’d let Myome get up before me. The fact that she’d been able to slide out of bed without waking me was crazy in itself.

I hopped up, made my way to the bathroom, and ran through my hygiene routine.

I smelled breakfast before I even made it downstairs but I was still shocked when I got to the kitchen and Myome was pouring a mug of coffee.

“Good morning,” I walked up behind her, placed a hand on her hip, and leaned down to kiss her shoulder then her mouth.

“Good morning, my love.” She turned and offered the mug to me.

“My love, huh?” I took a sip of my coffee. “Why you let me sleep in?”

“Sleep in?” Myome scoffed. “It’s like nine in the morning, Berlin.”

“Yeah but I have a meeting, baby.”

“I know but it’s not for two more hours.”

“So you just be all in my fucking calendar, huh?”

“Yep.” She smiled as she spun and started to plate food. “Do you just want a little of everything?”

“Yeah. Thank you.” I yawned as I made my way to my usual seat.

“You’re welcome.” Myome set the plate in front of me then got her own and joined me.