Page 63 of After the Knockout
“I can’t believe you remember it,” she said. The smile in her voice damn near got me.
“Of course I do.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.” I nodded. “It was the night I decided you were gonna be mine.”
Her eyebrows lifted. “Oh, really? You decided that soon?”
“Yep.”
Lyrius laughed as she climbed onto the hood of my car.
“Careful,” I said, and her eyes narrowed.
“Excuse me?”
“Just making sure my truck survives all that thickness.” I grinned.
“If you can handle all these curves, your truck should be just fine.” She motioned toward herself before climbing onto the hood. I laughed and admired the damn view. Lyrius had always been a big girl. Thick thighs, soft curves, all the shit I liked. Hell, her curves had been the main reason I got caught up in her in the first place. And judging by the smirk she shot me over her shoulder, she knew it too. I climbed onto the hood beside her.
“I know we said we’re starting fresh,” I said, settling beside her, “but I figured some things from the past were perfect just the way they were.” The look she gave me hit harder than I expected.
“You trying to make me cry again, aren’t you?”
“Nah.” I reached over and nudged her knee. “I just wanted our fresh start to be perfect.” For a second, she didn’t say anything. She just stared out at the water as the waves rolled against the sand while the breeze drifted through her curls.
“Well,” she finally said, “tonight has been perfect.” I smiled, proud of myself. “All of it. The gardens. Therapy. This.” She looked over at me. “Thank you.”
“You ain’t gotta thank me for treating you right.”
“But I do.” Something in her voice made me look at her. “It’s been so long since somebody poured back into me.” My chest tightened, and Lyrius pulled her feet beneath her body and stared out at the water again. “I could do this forever. Sit on top of a car and just be Lyrius.” I watched her profile. The small smile on her face. The peace in her eyes. And I don’t think I’d ever seen her this relaxed and carefree.
“Oh my God!” Lyrius nearly jumped.
“What?”
“This is my song.” A grin spread across my face as Babyface’s “Never Keeping Secrets” floated through the speakers, and Lyrius immediately grabbed her drink and started using it as a microphone and singing at the top of her lungs. I couldn’t help laughing. She made sure to emphasize every lyric about lying. Every lyric about apologizing. Every lyric about making things right. And if I was being a hundred, the longer I listened, the more it felt like Babyface had written this shit specifically for us.
“Are you listening?” she demanded between lyrics. “He’s singing this for us.”
I nodded my head, but I couldn’t stop smiling. Maybe he was. The chorus came on, and Lyrius threw her head back and belted the high note so hard she almost fell off the damn truck.
“Okay! Okay! Okay!” I reached out and grabbed her arm. “Babyface Junior. Eat your food.”
She laughed before finally dropping back down beside me.
Then her smile faded, not completely, but just enough for something else to take its place.
“Oh, I’m gonna eat,” she muttered, and my eyebrows lifted. “But this food is the furthest thing from my mind.” Before I could respond, she swung a leg across my lap.
“Bad.” I laughed out her nickname, but she was already moving, already sliding down my torso, taking my pants with her. Already gripping my dick with both of her hands before popping it in her mouth.
“Damn, Lyrius,” I moaned as she shoved me deep into the back of her throat right there on the hood of my car. “You do not know how much I missed this shit.” I slid my hands into her curls as she sucked and slurped. Every nerve ending in my body lit up as I threw my hips upward.
“Damn, baby!” The gagging sounds mixed with the sounds of the water put me over the edge. I pulled Lyrius’s head from my dick. I was ready to dig into her guts again. I grabbed her hips and slid her on top of me. “Come ride this dick!” I demanded.
“With pleasure,” Lyrius whispered seductively as she lowered herself onto me. I was glad I’d told Pops and Jaylen not to wait up, because it was going to be a much-needed, long night.
