Page 28 of Fallynn West

“I hate to rain on your parade, but my family snatched my baby girl up today. They let me sleep in, took me to breakfast, and told me I needed to find something to do today.”

“Aw, that’s sweet of them. I hate I won’t get to see Kehlani, but that leaves us to do whatever it is you desire to do today.”

If only Colony knew how badly I wanted to dohertoday.

Since she was on her way, I told her to let me know when she arrived so I could straighten my house up. As I was doing the dishes, I got water all over my shirt, so I took it off and finished them. It wasn’t long before she informed me that she was outside. Shirtless, I headed to the front to open the door for her. The smile that thinned my lips was an immediate reaction to seeing Colony walking toward me with the biggest smile and balloons floating in her hand.

When she crossed over the threshold to my house, Colony stopped in front of me with her mouth slightly parted. Slowly, she looked me over. Her hand went to my stomach whereKehlani’s name was tattooed in big bold letters. The feel of her nails against my skin had dirty thoughts crossing my mind. To keep from doing anything neither of us were ready to, I grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles.

Seeming to snap out of some sort of trance, Colony grinned and held the balloons out to me. “Happy birthday, Keondra.”

“Thank you, Colony. Can I have a birthday kiss?”

With haste, Colony stood on her tiptoes and blessed me with the lips I dreamed about. Our bodies meshed as we kissed like we couldn’t breathe without one another’s breath. Colony’s hands made their way back to my skin, resting against my bare chest and caressing it before she trailed them to my back. I held onto her waist, feeling the heat from her pussy against my body.

When Colony pulled away and peered at me with low, hazy eyes, I knew taking things slowly went out the window. Boldly, just how I liked it, she placed my hand in what I felt would become my favorite spot. There was no guidance needed as my fingers found their way inside her again.

Her eyes fluttered.

Her breathing increased.

Her nails dug into my back, just as I imagined earlier.

I kissed her chin and whispered, “Don’t tell me we’re speeding things up, Colony.”

“What better way to tell you happy birthday.”

That was all I needed to hear.

My hands wasted no time peeling her bottoms off. She stepped out of them while I dropped mine to my ankles. A yelp escaped her mouth as I picked her up and pinned her against the wall. The few steps to my room weren’t enough time for me. I needed to feel her right then and there, so I positioned my head at her opening and eased her down onto my shaft.

“Oh, shitttt.” Colony hissed, draping her arms over my shoulders with her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

Oh, shit was right.

I ensured she had a good hold on me as my hands held onto her waist, moving in sync with mine to create the milky mess she was making on me. With each thrust, her pussy pulled me back in as if it couldn’t live without me. The feeling was euphoric, giving me a head high like no other.

With my arm around Colony’s waist, and my dick deep inside her, I decided the taste I’d gotten was enough to satisfy me to carry her to my room. Once we were inside, I gently laid her on the bed and started back stroking the blessing between her thighs.

Those long legs tightly wrapped around my waist as our lips met. The most dangerous thing during missionary was kissing, and Colony was about to suck my lips off my face. One hand went to her neck. I deepened the kiss, and the sloshing sound of her pussy grew louder.

Just like that, the hold Colony was beginning to have on me tightened, and I never wanted her to let me go.

“Keondra, I don’t know what I’m doing.” Colony whined as she stood in front of the fish I needed to filet.

After our rounds earlier, we’d both fallen asleep, and I woke up hungry as hell. I wasn’t in the mood to go out, so I asked Colony to help me whip up something. She agreed before going home to shower again and change into something comfortable, while I went to the store to get what we needed.

Walking up behind her, I carefully guided her hands with the knife along the fish. “Do it like this. It’s easy once you get the hang of it. We can make them as big or little as we want.”

“Did you teach yourself how to do this?”

“Nah. My father did. He’d take me fishing, teach me how to gut, clean, and filet the fish, then I’d be in the kitchen with the women learning how to cook it.”

“They had you busy as a kid, huh?”

“They did, and I loved every minute of it. My family has always been close.”

Colony glanced back and smiled. “Mine has too. It’s been hard being away from them, but it’s also been rewarding. I’m just grateful I’m able to go see them whenever I want.”