Page 3 of Out of Bounds (Atlanta Demon Series #4)

Muting the volume on the TV, I rested my legs on the coffee table in front of me and gave my attention to the phone in my hand.

Masai mentioned wanting to go to Bora Bora, so I reached out to our travel agent and asked her to look up a few places for us to stay.

She’d emailed a list of resorts over for me to choose from, so I was going through each one trying to select the perfect place for us to stay.

There were certain amenities that my wife had to have when we traveled overseas, so I had to be real fucking selective on what I chose.

Closing out of my email, I dialed Deuce’s number.

“Whaddup, bih?” he said into the phone.

“Ain’t shit, man. What you got going on?”

“Nothing…” he drawled.“Waiting on Koya’s ass to get out of the shower. What you need?”

“Listen, Sai wants to do Bora Bora before training camp. You and Koya got some free time?”

“I mean… I do, and I’m sure she can clear her calendar to make it happen.”

“Cool. She wanted to make it a group thing, but I’on know if Jream will be able to get off for a week.”

“Shit!” he groused. “I’on know either, and if she do get the time off, who gon’ look out for Ma Dukes?”

“Reba’s ass.” I chuckled. “She ain’t got shit better to do. I’ll toss her a few dollars to stop by and check on her.”

He laughed. “That could work. Let me talk it over with my wife, and I’ll get back with you.”

“ Let me talk it over with my wife ,” I mocked his ass. “Aight, fuck nigga.”

“Hit that nigga Jrue up, so it’ll already be on his radar.”

“That’s my next call.” I let him know.

“Aight, just let me know what you need from us.”

“Will do.”

Hanging up the phone, I hopped up from the couch and trekked down the hall to my bedroom.

When I made it to the room, Masai was sitting in the middle of the bed with Aurora tucked under her arm.

The two of them were looking at something on the iPad and hadn’t noticed me standing there.

Leaning against the door frame, I took a second to admire my wife, and damn, was she beautiful.

Masai had showered shortly after Maddie Claire and she had come home from shopping. She’d washed her hair and had it wrapped up in a towel. My heart smiled the longer I stood there, watching the two of them interact.

“Are you joining us or…?” Masai spoke up. She was talking to me, but her eyes never left the screen.

“Didn’t want to interrupt.”

“You can come see, Daddy,” my baby girl said after waving me over.

Pushing away from the door, I slid into bed next to them and wrapped my arm around Masai’s shoulder.

“Aurora was showing me the inspiration for her birthday party.” Turning the iPad toward me, Masai swiped through the screen. “This one is her favorite, though.”

“We’re planning a party… seven months in advance,” I responded to the elaborate theme on the iPad screen.

“Why… of course we are!” Sai giggled. “Ain’t that right, Aurora?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Baby girl smiled.

“Okay.” Swiping my reading glasses off the nightstand, I put them on and grabbed the iPad. “This is your favorite one?”

“Yes, sir. I want it just like this,” My baby said, pointing at the screen.”

“Just like this,” I repeated. “I don’t know, Sai… This looks expensive.”

“It does…” she sang.

“Aurora, you got some money to pay for this?”

“No, Daddy.” She shook her head vehemently.

“Well, who supposed to pay for it?” I asked and stared down at her.

Tossing her head back, she laughed. “You, silly.”

“Looks like Daddy gotta get to work. Aurora wants a Little Mermaid party.”

“Not just any Little Mermaid, Daddy,” she said, before exaggerating, “I want the black Little Mermaid .”

“Oh, so we doing Ariel with the dreads.” I drawled. “Oh, yeah… Daddy gotta go make some real money.”

“Yep!” My baby girl popped her lips. Locking her iPad screen, she stared up at me. “Can I go to bed now?” her lil’ ass asked as if I was holding her up from going to sleep.

Placing a kiss on her temple, I whispered into her ear. “Goodnight, Aurora.”

“Night, Daddy.” Throwing her arms around Masai’s neck, my baby told her mom goodnight before hopping out of our bed and leaving the room.

“Seven months, though, Sai,” I muttered and slid down further in the massive bed.

“Did you expect anything less?” Sai laughed. “I spent all day out with Maddie Claire. You should’ve known your baby was going to try to get all of my attention before the nightfall.”

“You right.” I chuckled. “Hell, I thought she would’ve asked for her own day.”

“Oh, she did that too,” Masai confirmed. “That ask led to her wanting to plan her party.”

“Well, at least we know what she wants so when the time comes for us to start planning, we won’t be lost.”

“It’ll change before then.” Masai grinned. “This is what she wants right now. In six months, it’ll be something completely different.”

“I bet.” Rolling over, I ran my hands under Masai’s pajama top. “Can Daddy get what he wants right now ?” I asked and bit down on my bottom lip.

“What you want, baby?” She flirted.

“Some Masai.”

Smirking, Masai licked the corner of her mouth. “That’s always on the menu.”

“Thought so.” Sliding down her body, I tucked my finger in the waist of her pajama pants and tugged at it, prompting Masai to lift up. Once I had them down, I made my way up and hovered over her.

Glancing down at the love of my life, I paused—not out of hesitation, but reverence.

In that moment, everything else faded away, and the world got quiet.

It was just Masai and me. The softness in her eyes; the way she exhaled like this was what she had been waiting for.

The energy between my wife and me was so strong, it permeated the air.

The brush of her fingertips down the side of my face elicited a guttural groan from the back of my throat.

“Have I told you how much I loved you today?” I asked and ran my thumb across her bottom lip. “How much I adore you? Have I told you how much of an impact you’ve had on me since the day I spotted you walking across the quad? How every moment I spend with you feels like the very first time?”

“Kreed…” Masai moaned.

“Nothing in this world means more to me than you do, Masai,” I avowed.

Leaning in, I kissed her passionately. When I pulled back, Masai sucked in a deep breath before pushing it out.

Pulling me in with her eyes, I could see the flame flickering within them.

There was depth in those eyes, the kind that felt mesmeric.

In her eyes was vulnerability, desire, and trust. My wife’s eyes were that flaming torch that kept me calm—kept my heartbeat at a steady rhythm.

Lowering my head, I trailed kisses down her body until I came face to face with my favorite part of her. Rotating my thumb over her sensitive bud, I trailed my tongue lower and kissed her pussy with just as much passion as I had kissed her with.

“Sssss.” She let out a hiss and grabbed a handful of my locs. “Baby….” She breathed.

“So fucking good,” I moaned and twirled my tongue in and out of her.

Masai’s body was flushed. The longer I fucked her with my tongue, the hotter she got. Every time she moaned out my name, my body reacted. Pushing two fingers inside of her, I continued lapping my tongue over her clit repeatedly.

Patting the mattress, she shrieked. “Kreed, I’m about to—ooohh! Right there, baby!”

“Right here.” I teased and licked from her clit down to her asshole.

Masai rotated her hips against my mouth, smearing her essence over my face.

My fingers aggressively worked in and out of her pussy, and when her body quivered, I knew an orgasm was on the horizon.

“Let it go, Masai,” I ordered and sucked her engorged clit in my mouth.

“Fuckkk!” she moaned out when her orgasm peaked.

Without giving her a chance to come down, I freed my hard dick from my bottoms and pushed into her. “Got damn, Masai!” The feel of her hot walls wrapped around me could’ve sent me spiraling.

Pulling out slightly, I pushed back into her with force. Masai grabbed my face in the palm of her hand and brought it down to hers. Her eyes were steady and intense. The way she looked at me was like she was trying to stare into my soul.

“You feel that too?” I asked and stroked her slowly. “Tell me you feel it, baby.”

“I feel it.” She sniveled. “God, I love you.”

“I love you more, baby.” Jutting my hips forward, I fucked her harder.

“Baby!” she wailed as I rotated my hips and stroked her deeper.

“I know, baby. You feel so fucking good, Masai. Ssssss… Shit! Yo’ pussy feels so good.”

Grabbing her leg in my hand, I held it out and pumped in and out of her feverishly. My heart doubled in speed with every thrust that I landed. Masai tossed her head back and cried out when her second orgasm of the night rocked through her core.

She quickly recovered and thrashed her hips, rocking her pelvis against mine.

“That’s my good girl… Fuck me back!” I cheered her on, knowing I was seconds away from my own undoing.

I grabbed her hips and stroked faster, fucking her harder until my back stiffened, and I released.

My body convulsed over her a few minutes before I let out an exasperated sigh.

Nestling my head in the crease of her neck, I stayed planted inside of her until our breathing returned to its normal state.

I could never get over this feeling. The feeling of connecting with my wife in a way that made all of my fears subside was what rooted me.

The way Masai’s body gave continuously proved that I was doing my job as a husband, a provider, and a protector.

All of which were things I could only pray that I got to experience for the rest of my life.

I meant what I said when I told my wife nothing in this world meant more to me than she did, and I planned to spend the rest of our lives proving myself to be truthful over and over.