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Two Months Later…

I inhaled deeply seconds before my eyes fluttered open.

One by one, parts of my body started to come alive.

Within seconds, I realized I was alone in bed.

A yawn had me stretching as I lifted my arms in the air.

Tossing the covers off my legs, I slid into my house slippers then walked over to the window.

The blackout curtains were tightly closed, so moving to the switch on the wall, I pressed it for them to open automatically.

While light slowly started to filter into the room, I went into the bathroom to empty my bladder, wash my hands, then handle my morning hygiene.

By the time I walked out, I had my bonnet off and my face shining like a glazed donut.

Curious about where my boys were, I walked out of the bedroom and down the hallway.

Halfway to the living room, I could hear chatter coming from the TV.

When I rounded the corner into the open space, I found Kianis playing the game.

Keanu was lying on his chest, fast asleep.

My cheeks plumped up as a blush soaked through my skin.

This was what made my heart melt every day for the last three months, and I looked forward to it constantly.

The desire to join them made it overwhelmingly difficult to remain so far away. Kinga paused the game when he saw me. A smile lit up his low eyes.

“Nice to see you, sleepy head,” he teased lightheartedly.

I giggled and laid across the open space beside him on the sectional.

He puckered his lips for a kiss, and I couldn’t stop myself from granting his wish.

Euphoria sprouted in each of my nerve endings.

A smile spread across my face as we separated.

He kissed the middle of my forehead, anchoring me in this beautiful moment.

“Hi.” I rested my head on his shoulder while resting a hand on Keanu’s back. “Everything good?”

I felt him nod. “For sure. I know you were up late with KK, so I didn’t want to wake you before your body was ready. You slept well.”

“Yeah, I did,” I replied, thinking he was asking me.

He chuckled. “Oh, no. I’m saying I know you slept well. You were snoring all night. That’s another reason we came out here.”

I bumped shoulders with him. “Boy, whatever. You still love it here.”

“I’d be a fool not to.” He returned to playing his game. “Are you hungry?”

I thought about it before replying. “No. Not right now.”

“Okay. Come here. I want to show you something.”

He paused the game again then set his controller down on the couch. He laid KK down with gentleness. I nearly cried when he let out the cutest little sigh.

“Little nigga was drooling all over me,” Kinga fussed with a grin.

“My poor baby is exhausted. I think he just had gas last night.”

Kinga shook his head as he stood. “Causing hell because you got gas is wild.”

I burst into laughter because I had to agree.

“Come on.” He grabbed my hand then led me toward my secret room.

When we entered, he flipped on the lights. Peace instantly fell like a blanket over me. This room would always be my pride and joy. He walked me over to a space on the wall that used to be empty. Now, he had a portrait of me in beautiful and vibrant oil paints.

I gasped, covering my mouth. “Did you get this commissioned for me?”

He crossed his arms over his chest, lovingly admiring the artwork with me.

“Nah, I painted it.”

My mouth had to have touched the floor. “Wait. What? I never knew you could paint.”

He grinned shyly. “I couldn’t. I’ve been taking private lessons to learn because I wanted you to have a piece of me in here.”

When he turned to look at me, I was drowned in a tsunami of admiration.

My knees buckled and eyes watered as what he said settled in. “You are too sweet. I love it.”

This was one of the most thoughtful gifts I ever received.

To know he learned a skill just to be a part of my secret world and show appreciation for something I had a reverence for brought tears to my eyes.

I rushed him without warning, wrapping my legs around his body.

He held me close to his chest, grounding me in place.

“Thank you, baby. I love it. I love you.”

He smiled. “I know. That’s why my mission is to give you the world. I’m going to spend the rest of my life celebrating all of you even if no one else can see why.”

I knew it was true. We stared lovingly into one another’s eyes before my back was suddenly pressed into the wall.

I felt the tension of his desire sinking into the flesh of my belly.

I moaned as the need to feel him rose up in me with an intensity that nearly crippled me.

His teeth scraped across my neck, leaving a trail of fire I felt in my toes.

I didn’t know when it happened, but I sighed in relief when he slid inside of me.

“Mine,” he said in a guttural rasp.

The hair on my arm stood up in excitement, and when he moaned, I almost crumbled.

He tightened his grip on me, and I did the same, wrapping my arms around his neck.

Stars exploded in a beautiful aurora before my eyes.

It was hard not to release every moan of ecstasy as they rose from the depths of my soul.

“I love you,” I confessed.

“Keep telling me until you cum all over my dick.”

His lips continued to leave a trail of fire in its wake, traveling from my neck to my cheek to my ear…

And then his strokes slowed to a delicious tempo that ruined me.

I could feel all of him—his dick, his mind, his heart, his emotions.

All of it poured into me, replenishing all my empty places until all I could feel was him.

“I love you… I love you… I love you…” I chanted over and over, melting a little deeper into my psyche each time.

When my body began to vibrate, I knew what time it was. So did he, releasing a groan that sent me over the edge. In that moment, I felt only love. There was no worry, stress, or fear… just love… gut-wrenching, soul-stirring, and heart-mending love.