Trey My eyes snap up to her beautiful face. This is the first time she has said my name, and it sounds so fucking sexy coming from those full, plump lips of hers. Her eyes are closed, and her head is thrown back as she revels in every second of the pleasure I bring her. I'll memorize her face like this. Because I'll make sure this is what she looks like every time I worship her body. I start to trace my name with my tongue, over and over again. After I'm done with her, she'll forget the name of every man she's ever been with before me. Her moans get louder and more frequent. I can tell she's close. "Look at me," I demand. She obeys, looking down at me with hooded eyes. That's it, baby. This time I'll watch as she comes undone for me. I slide two fingers inside of her, feeling her walls tighten around me. I watch her intently as I pump in and out of her, angling them to hit her g-spot. Those brown orbs roll back as I quicken the pace of both my tongue and fi
Kiara Even after one of the weirdest, most confusing events I've ever had in my life, I can't get Trey out of my mind. Tonight, I'll be going to his restaurant. I tried to come up with an excuse, but Candy thought I was trying to avoid him due to her past opinion (that only ended last night), but that's not the case at all. He seems to be obsessed with me, and a small part of me likes it. The larger, more logical part of me is terrified that Candy will find out and hate me forever. I sit in my car adding a sex scene to my manuscript and all I can think about is what happened yesterday. With one hand in my panties, and the other typing on my laptop, I imagine the way he touched, tasted, and fucked me. Thankfully, I'm on birth control because I did not expect to have sex nor let him finish in me last night. Trey claimed to give me meds for my "nausea", which I quickly used as an excuse to leave early and shower while his river of cum leaked out of me. The nigh
Kiara "Eww, I hope you washed your hands," I playfully grimace. Trey chuckles. "That would be truly fucking disgusting if I didn't. I would have to call the health department on myself." God, that was such a weird ice breaker. I've never been so awkward in my life. Is this something I can even recover from? He quickly peeks around the corner before approaching me. His delicious, warm breath washes over my face. "You look beautiful. I'm glad you came," he murmurs, "I know things between my mom and sister are tense right now." He inches closer, our lips nearly touching now. My heart is hammering in my chest at the thought of him kissing me, but I know it is wrong and can't happen. "Trey," I breathe, pushing gently on his chest. His captivating, hazel eyes bore into mine as he waits patiently for my next words. "We can't do whatever this is. I love Candice too much to continue doing something that we both know she wouldn't approve of." Hurt flickers in his eye
Trey It has been two weeks since I last saw Kiara. Other than going to the airport to see Candy off (somehow she managed to afford a flight within a week of her and Mom's fight). She even avoided eye contact and rushed out of the building once my sister departed. I thought that kiss would've meant something to her. It meant every damn thing to me, but she's still set on pretending her feelings for me don't exist. If anything, I'm a patient man. I'm hoping in time, she'll see that I'm worth the risk too. As I'm wrapping up food prep for dinner service tonight, my phone starts ringing. I don't recognize the number, but it has the 757 area code, so I decide to pick up and pray it's not somebody calling about my car's extended warranty. "Hello?" "Hello, this is Principle Evans from Princess Anne High School. Are you the parent or guardian of Jeremiah Thompson?" "Yes," I clench my jaw tightly. Looks like Mom's not answering, and Candy's in New York, so I guess I'm next in lin
Trey I let out a sigh of relief when he knocks twice and there's no response. But just as we're about to leave, the door creaks open, and there she is—a woman barely dressed, her pupils like big, dark saucers. Her hair is a mess, and she's so thin that her nightshirt keeps slipping off her shoulders. I notice her pulling down the sleeves, but she doesn't bother hiding the cuts and bruises on her face. Slurring her words, she asks, "What do you want?" She gives us a once-over, running her hand down J's arm, and licks her lips. "Well, hello there, handsome. What's your name?" she asks seductively. "A minor. Don't fucking touch him," I growl, yanking him away by his elbow. "We're looking for William Thompson. Is he here?" "Why? Are you the feds?" "No. I'm his son," Jeremiah responds. If we were, the guilt on her face speaks for itself. She gives an exasperated eye roll. "Willy! There's some kids here to see you!" she shouts towards the back of the trailer. He lets out a
Trey "Fine, but I don't want him anywhere near here. You meet him in a public place," I insist, gritting my teeth. The "pity" face comes out to play again. "And you'll foot the bills, right? Your greedy bi-, mother be takin' my check. I heard 'bout your restaurant. It would be a damn shame if we couldn't reconnect, due to funds that I know you have." I clench my jaw even tighter, almost to the point of breaking my teeth. "Fine. Just make sure you never lay a fucking hand on him. If I ever find out that you've hurt him, I'll kill you," I say with a snarl. He smirks, that look of satisfaction on his face making me feel sick. "Why in the world would I do somethin' like that?" I scoff, rolling my eyes. "Oh right, I forgot. You only hit women and defenseless children." I can tell I've struck a nerve because his nice guy act vanishes in an instant. He clenches his fists, his face contorting with anger. "You better watch your mouth, you little bastard!" he spits out. As he gra
Kiara I sit in my front seat, busily tapping away at my laptop, when I feel someone's eyes on me. I glance up to see Trey staring back at me. Oh shit! My stomach drops into my ass. I quickly shrink down into the seat, hoping by some chance, he didn't really see me. I mean, it is kinda dark in this garage. I hear a double knock on my window, and with reluctance, I roll it down and sit up to face him. "What are you doing here?" I ask in horror. My attempt to act casual goes straight out the window. It has been two weeks since I last saw him. Was he here looking for me? And why? "Get out of the car," he commands, his voice calm but with an underlying intensity that sends shivers down my spine. I step out and shut the door. He immediately grabs my hand and pulls me towards the elevator. "Where are you going?" He doesn't respond. He just pushes the button and we ride up in a tense silence. His expression is unreadable, as if he's trying his hardest to control his react
Kiara I enter his luxurious penthouse while he takes my bags inside. I find myself glancing around, half expecting Candace to pop out of nowhere and yell, "Gotcha, bitch!" Oh God. I'm nauseous. This feels so fucking wrong. There's no way I was going to let him pay for a hotel, so I chose the cheaper but probably worse option. There's no way I can stay here and not feel that I'm betraying Candace. If she found out, how would I even explain this to her? The knot in my stomach tightens. I don't even realize I'm hyperventilating until Trey crushes me against his chest. "Shh Cupcake, it's going to be okay." Against my better judgement, I melt into his embrace, his delicious scent washing over me. I quickly come to my senses, and push him away. "W-We can't do this, Trey. Candace is going to hate us!" He grabs my shoulders, squeezing gently. "Look Kiara, you're not doing anything wrong. You've been living in your fucking car for weeks, and Candace was so caught up in her own shit,
Kiara I take her tiny hand in mine and lead her inside the house. When she sees Trey, she runs to him. "Grandpa, I missed you!" "VioletPie!" Trey responds with equal enthusiasm, scooping her up and swinging her up into his arms. I smile at the adorable interaction, my heart warming at the bond they share. I thought Trey couldn't get sexier as a chef, but watching him be a father and grandfather is everything. He is so kind and patient with kids, you'd never think he used to be a menace in high school. As I glance at the clock, I realize that TJ, his husband, and two daughters should arrive soon. Winston and his wife recently welcomed a baby, so we're giving them space to adjust to their new family dynamic. Candice and Cassie will probably be late, but they always show up eventually. As for Jeremiah, who now lives in Texas with his wife, we won't be seeing him today, but he'll most likely come down for Christmas. William peacefully passed away in his sleep five years ag
Kiara "Cupcake, they'll be here soon!" Trey's voice calls from downstairs where the delicious smell of food permeates the house. "Shit, I'm coming!" I shout back, quickly submitting my manuscript to my editor—the sixtieth and final book of my writing career. I decided that it's time I retire and enjoy some well-deserved adventures with my husband. Next week we're going to Hawaii for our thirtieth-year anniversary, and the idea of peace and relaxation fills me with excitement. As I walk through the hallway towards the stairs, I can't help but glance at the wall adorned with a collage of photos of our family. Trey and I have faced many obstacles together, but despite it all, we've achieved so much. What did Maggie used to call us? Oh yeah...a power couple. Yeah, I think we've lived up to that nickname. Each photo on the wall serves as a testament to our resilience and everlasting love that has carried us through every twist and turn of our journey together. My eyes
TreyThe remainder of the night unfolds beautifully. Following dinner, Kiara and I take to the dance floor for our first dance, swaying to "You Are The Reason" by Leona Lewis and Calum Scott. After we return to our seats, everyone starts running to the dance floor. Meanwhile, Magnolia peacefully sleeps in Kiara's arms as we watch them dance. I can't help but smile as a sense of contentment washes over me. The room is filled with laughter and smiles and infectious energy of people just reveling in the moment — exactly what I had hoped for. "Can I hold her?" Williams asks eagerly, reaching out for his granddaughter with a twinkle of adoration in his eyes. Kiara beams. "Of course. We're about to go dance anyway, right Trey?" I nod. She made sure there were multiple songs in our playlist that we could line dance to. After carefully passing Magnolia into his arms, ensuring not to disturb her sleep, Kiara seizes my hand. "Let's go, Candice!" she exclaims, her excitement
Trey "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride," the minister declares, his voice ringing through the chapel. We had planned to get married before our daughter was born, but at twenty eight-weeks pregnant, she tried to come early, and Kiara was put on bed rest for the remainder of the pregnancy. It was a rough ass time for her, but of course, my amazing wife managed to get through it and successfully deliver our healthy nine-pound baby. For someone who didn't let her Mama eat much without throwing up, she sure weighed a lot. Hand in hand, surrounded by our family and guests, we stroll down the aisle, cheers mingling with the soft patter of rice raining down on us. With 'Lux Temptations' on the same block as the chapel, we decided that everyone would walk there together. Of course, It only made sense for us to have the reception at our restaurant, the best in Virginia. My staff volunteered their time and effort today to cater my wedding as l
Kiara I feign a pout at the command. "But I want to make the demands tonight." He smacks my ass as I move into position, causing me to giggle, "Okay, okay. I'm sorry, Chef." Trey's fingers softly graze over my skin, making me shiver in anticipation as he trails all the way from the nape of my neck to my pussy. Then, I feel him spit on my asshole, and I moan as I feel it drip down. He hums as if he's contemplating something. "Are you sure you can handle me fucking you hard tonight, Cupcake?" Always. "Yes, Sir," I whimper needily. He smacks my ass again. "What? I didn't hear you." "Yes, Sir!" I say louder. Hoping it makes him lose control, I wiggle my ass for him. Obviously it works because he grips my hips and impales me with his cock. He grabs my ponytail tightly, using it as a reign as he pounds into me. "H-Holy...holy...s-shitttt," I stammer, my fingers clawing at the sheets as he demolishes my pussy. There's something about pregnancy that makes sex so much more amazi
Kiara I needed this. His touch brings back the peace that was disrupted when we went to my parents house. I expected a bad reaction, but nowhere as explosive as my mom was. There's a chance she may not want to be in our lives after today, but honestly, I think I'm okay with that. I'm tired of trying to live up to her expectations just because the life she chose to live wasn't fulfilling to her. I won't make the same mistake. I know for certain that even if she doesn't show up for me and my daughter, I have people that will. Once we return downstairs, the aroma of pizza fills the air. William, Jeremiah, and Candice are sitting at the table, engaged in conversation and laughter. Candice waves us over with a smile. "Hey guys, we were just talking about a weekly game night or something, at least until you have the baby," she suggests enthusiastically. I smile. "I love that idea. What do you think?" I ask Trey. He smirks in response. "Hell yeah, but we're not playing S
Kiara I'm rendered speechless as we step into the house, marveling at all of the changes they've made. Despite the remodeling, Maggie's home still exudes the same cozy warmth it always has. When Trey mentioned he had a surprise for me, one that would be revealed once it was completed, I suspected that it was a house or something. Never did I anticipate that it would be Maggie's. Yet, I'm so damn happy and grateful that it is. It somehow makes me feel even closer to her knowing we'll live in the same space that she raised her children in. Soon, we'll be raising our own children here. "You guys did this yourselves?" I ask, pausing in the dining room, my eyes resting on Maggie's table, the very one I've eaten countless meals or sat talking with Maggie. "William, J, and I did all the hard work," Trey beams, "and, of course, Candy did all of the interior decorating." Candy slaps her brother's arm. "Just so you know, that was hard too, asshole," she laughs, shooting him a pl
Trey "I love my girls so much," I murmur, feeling a lump form in my throat from the overwhelming rush of love and pride bursting from my chest. Kiara sniffles, her voice thick with emotion. "We love you too." Suddenly, my phone vibrates, breaking the tender moment. Glancing at the screen, the text says, "it's done." I kiss her passionately, savoring her lips before I pull a blindfold out of my pocket and reach over to cover her eyes, gently tying it behind her head. "What's this for?" she asks, grinning. "Time for the surprise you've been waiting so impatiently for," I say, my voice brimming with excitement as I pull out of her parent's driveway. My heart races, imagining how she's going to react when I reveal the long-awaited surprise. I really hope she loves it. It's not long before we pull up at a familiar address, although the house has been completely transformed in the past four months. "We're here," I announce, swallowing hard as I step out of the car. The
TreyAll eyes shift to Kiara, a thick tension growing in the room as they wait for her to speak. Her mouth opens and closes, but she seems unable to form the words. Glancing up at me, her face flushed with distressed, she screams for help with her eyes. I squeeze her hand to let her know that everything's alright. Clearing my throat, and stand up. Who knows why; maybe it's because I'm accustomed to making announcements this way at my restaurant. "We're having a little girl together," I say proudly, unable to contain my grin. Although I can hardly believe it myself, I've heard her little heartbeat and watched her suck her thumb at the last ultrasound. To say I'm over the moon is a fucking understatement. I feel the peace in the room pop like a bubble. Her father stares at us in stunned silence. The color drains from her ex's face and he looks as if he may be stick to his stomach that it's with me and not him. Meanwhile, her sister bursts out laughing, the sound echoing through t