Page 97 of Lyric Squared

“You look so fucking good.” He grunted, slapping my right cheek, again.

We were perfect. I couldn’t close my eyes if I wanted to. The sight of us, together, in utter bliss was too addictive. I loved the way he stared back at me, but his attention wavered ever fewseconds as his eyes fell from the mirror to my ass. I could feel it as it jiggled with every stroke he administered. The sound of our wet skin smacking against each other and our labored breathing were the only things that could be heard throughout the bathroom.

And for once, just once, I didn’t care who could hear us or who’d be privy to our secret if they caught us as we exited the bathroom. For once, nothing mattered. Nothing but Keanu and me. And, for once, it felt good not to give a damn about nothing or no one but myself and my desires.

“I’m about to bust all in this pussy,” he warned me.

This time, I didn’t have to beg. He knew exactly what I wanted, and he was going to give it to me,all of it. My climax crushed every nerve in my body in anticipation of his semen, causing my knees to buckle beneath him.

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck!”

“Cum on this dick, Lyric,” he encouraged as my sliminess coated his shaft.

Keanu made it in second place. But for the first time since we’d been intimate, a second or third round wasn’t in his plans. His arms stiffened as his veins protruded. Our eyes locked on one another’s through the mirror.

“Damn, baby girl,” he whispered, closing his eyes.

We both remained still, basking in the after-sex glow. Seconds passed before we came to our senses. Still, we took our precious time readjusting our clothing and preparing for our departure.

Addicted to our scent and the feeling of his semen slowly oozing out of me, I didn’t bother scrubbing him from my body. Neither did Keanu. He wore my fragrance like his favorite cologne. We stood at the sink and washed our hands.

“I’ll go first,” he said to me, hand already on the door handle.

Before opening it, he kissed my lips. Twice. Then, my forehead. Then, my lips, he revisited.

“Wait,” I called out to him right after he’d turned around.

“What’s up?”

“I love you.”

The corners of his lips curved upward into a dimpled smile. “‘Til death.”

He disappeared behind the door, making sure to close it after himself. I counted down from ten, slowly, and then pulled the door open to exit. The unexpected frame on the other side made my chest ache and my head hurt instantly.

“Ummmm. Hmmmmm.”

Hearing Ever’s voice put me at ease as quickly as it had gotten me worked up. The sweat that popped up on my forehead dried within seconds.

“You scared me.”

“You should be scared,” Ever insisted. “If I noticed you two missing, then it’s possible that I’m not the only one. You’re walking on thin ice, mommas.”

“I came to use the bathroom. It was him who came in behind me.”

“Have you seen yourself in this outfit? I’d come behind you, too.” She chuckled.

“You think anyone noticed?”

“No. Right after Keanu left, I realized what was happening. I told everyone I was about to drag you upstairs with me to put the girls to bed so that’s where they think you are.”

“Okay, well, then that’s where I’m headed.”

“Not smelling like caged sex and semen, you’re not,” Ever stated as a matter of fact, unfolding her arms from on top of her big belly.

“But, I always help you put them to bed. Don’t do me like that.” I laughed, amused at her description of how I smelled.

“No ma’am. Not tonight. You can tell them goodnight but stay at the door. You need a bath.”