Page 101 of Lyric Squared

I traced the letters of my name on Keanu’s chest. Softly and slowly, I followed the cursive writing that led to the small red heart that was just beneath the last letter.

“This doesn’t mean I have to get your name next, do it?” I asked, chuckling in the process.

“Nah. This is something I wanted to do for me.”

“Good because, I—" I began.

“Hate needles,” Keanu finished my sentence. “I know, baby girl.”

“You remember everything.”

“When it comes to you, I do.”

“The teddy and the boots on the bed? You have some explaining to do.”

“I’m not explaining shit. You know what time it is. You must’ve missed the cuffs? I’m about to pin your ass down and suck on that pussy until you’re delirious. Then, I’m going to fuck you like the slut you wish to be fucked like before I tuck you into bed,” he briefed me while wrapping his hand around my neck and leaning down for a kiss.

“Maybe needles aren’t all that bad, huh?”

FOURTEEN

Stirringawake as the sun touched my skin, I came to the conclusion that there was almost no better feeling than waking up with Lyric’s limbs entangled in mine.Almost. It nearly topped the euphoria I felt at the moment, but this was unmatched.

I lifted the covers and located my woman immediately. She was never hard to find when at home with me because she was always in one of four places. On my dick, sucking my dick, beside me, or in the kitchen. They were her favorite spots. Occasionally, I’d find her by the television, but she didn’t watch much of it.

Lyric’s eyes found mine, but she never lost her stride. Under her command, my softness quickly hardened, and she was able to work with a fully erect dick. Her insatiable appetite formorning meat was always the perfect way to be awakened from my sleep.

“Good morning,” I spoke, the rasp in my voice causing me to clear my throat immediately after.

“Good morning,” she replied, only removing my dick from her mouth for a second to speak clearly.

Her pouty lips stretched to accommodate me. With both her small hands, she tended to the lower end and saved the top portion for her mouth. Thick, bubbly saliva lubricated me, all produced from within her jaws.

“Sit on him,” I insisted, desperate to feel her warmth.

When I’d made it home last night, she was already asleep. Too exhausted from the day’s activities, I slid into bed behind her after my shower. Within minutes, I was in a deep slumber.

Lyric wasted no time wiping her face and removing one of my t-shirts from her body. She was the sexiest in them. I found myself buying extras just so she could have an unlimited supply. Finding her in my bed most nights with one of them covering majority of her privates with a chunk of ass and pussy peeking out the bottom had quickly become one of my favorite discoveries.

Her perfectly contoured frame lifted as she reached beneath and grabbed ahold of my dick with her right hand. Lyric placed it at her entryway before sliding down until I’d hit rock bottom. We both released content sighs.

Her hands rested on my shoulders once she was situated in her new position. Mine cupped one of her breasts while the other cupped as much of her ass cheek as I could. Up and down she glided on my dick, slowly and addictively, causing me to close my eyes and focus on something other than her flawless body and unbelievably good pussy.

Her wetness consumed me. The sound of her sliminess was the only thing I heard in the air as she fucked me like only shecould. When she leaned forward and began to whisper in my ear, I thought that I’d never recover from the load that I let off in her.

“Cum inside of me,” she demanded. Within seconds, her wish was granted.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,”I whispered in Lyric’s ear as I cleaned her breasts, neck, and chest from behind.

I’d already scrubbed down before she’d decided to join me in the shower. I was happy she had because I was starting to miss her while alone with the water.

“Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“If you’ve made any plans for the day, cancel them. You’re rolling with me.”

“Other than dropping gifts off to my nieces, I don’t,” she explained.

“We’ll have to move some shit around to make that happen. Your car is at your crib.”