Page 13 of The Heart of a Capricorn (BLP Signs of Love #19)

From the moment I arrived at Lyric’s room door, I’d been dreaming about getting her back to it. I thought she would have worn one of the dresses from the boutique, but the dress she had on, I had never seen before.

She looked fucking gorgeous in it, and I didn’t hesitate to tell her when she opened the door.

The dress was tied around her neck but had sleeves that started right below her shoulder.

The stomach area had some parts cut out, so a bit of her stomach was on full display.

It was colorful, long, and flowy, and had a dangerous opening in the front.

My mouth watered every time I got a peek at her exposed thigh.

I hated to make her take her shoes off, but I didn’t want her to fall going up the mountain in heels. The driver I hired for the night had an all-terrain truck, so he drove us up the mountain as far as he could, then we had to walk the rest of the way.

I had to think outside of the box with this date, and I was glad I was able to pull it off. The look on Lyric’s face made everything worth it. I needed every date with her to be perfect.

All day, I felt like I could hardly breathe when she didn’t respond to my messages, or I couldn’t see her face or hear her voice. My body came alive the minute she was in my presence, and I breathed in her intoxicating scent.

We were in the back of the truck with soft music playing. The driver didn’t pay us any attention, at least I hoped he didn’t.

Lyric and I sat next to each other, holding hands. I used my free hand to slide it up her exposed thigh.

“Did you enjoy yourself?”

Her eyes fluttered as she responded breathlessly, “Yes.”

Her legs parted as my hand slowly crept up her leg until I reached the apex of her thighs. I put my head in the crook of her neck and ran my tongue up the side.

“Good,” I whispered against her neck. “Glad I could deliver a good experience for you.” My finger traced the outside of her panties.

Lyric’s eyes shifted to the driver, but his focus was on the road.

“Don’t worry about him.” I ran my finger over her pussy. I smirked when she gently pumped her hips one time.

I moved back to look at her but kept my hand under her dress. I continued rubbing my finger over her panties. Her eyes were low as she watched me. I licked my lips and asked her another question.

“Was the duck to your liking?”

Perfectly arched brows furrowed at my question. Her chest moved up and down as she opened her legs wider. She pushed her hips again, egging me on, but I wasn’t ready to give her what she was looking for.

Lyric’s beauty pulled me in like a magnet.

“Why do I feel like you are playing with me?” She panted.

The heat from between her legs scorched my hand. I felt it the moment her pussy moistened her panties.

“No games, baby. Just trying to see where your head is at.”

She smirked and scooted closer to me. She put her hands on the front of my pants and squeezed my dick. “And your head isn’t where I need it to be.” She ground her hips against my hand as she squeezed again.

“Shit.” Her little hand felt good as hell through the fabric of my pants.

If she kept that shit up, it would be a mess in my pants. I glanced toward the driver, but like before, he was focused on the road.

“The duck was perfect,” Lyric complimented. She hadn’t removed her hand from my pants.

I used my other hand to cradle the side of her face. I brought it close to mine, and I wanted to kiss her, but I didn’t. We were so close we could breathe each other’s air.

“You are so fucking beautiful. And you know what’s even more beautiful?”

“No,” she whispered.

“When you cum on my dick.”

Her shoulders dropped slightly as she shivered.

My dick was painfully hard, but it would have to wait. I was trying to get Lyric hot and ready for when we made it back to the hotel.

I released Lyric’s face and leaned away from her a little. I traced the exposed skin of her stomach. My other hand never left her middle. I knew she got close to cumming by the way she closed her eyes, bit her bottom lip, and ground her hips faster against my hand.

Knowing she could have an orgasm from my touch through her clothes, my chest puffed up.

I felt the car come to a stop and removed my hand. Lyric looked at me like she wanted to kill me. I chuckled as she sucked her teeth.

“Y’all have a good evening.”

I was glad Lyric didn’t see the knowing look the driver gave me.

“You as well,” I told him as I got out behind Lyric.

I closed the door and grabbed Lyric’s hand. I was tempted to pick her up and carry her to the room.

“You ain’t shit,” Lyric griped as the elevator door opened.

I howled with laughter as we stepped onto the elevator. I laughed even more when she snatched her hand out of mine and crossed her arms against her chest.

I pushed her against the wall of the elevator. I kissed her shoulder, then the shell of her ear.

I traced the length of her neck with my finger. “You’ll be singing a different tune in a minute.”

Lyric’s sharp intake of breath made the corner of my mouth quirk.

It only took a minute for the elevator to reach my floor.

She yelped when I picked her up bridal style and carried her down the hall to my room.

I fished the key out of my pocket and unlocked the door.

Once we reached the bedroom, I placed her on her feet in front of the bed. I took a moment to admire her in that dress one more time, because it wasn’t going to be seen until the next morning.

Lyric watched me as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I put on a playlist, then tossed the phone into the chair.

I licked my lips, then circled Lyric’s body. I kissed both shoulders, then stood in front of her. I reached around her neck and slowly untied the strings on her dress. Her heavy breasts had fallen out since the string was no longer holding them up.

I lifted one and licked around the nipple.

“Mm.” Lyric moaned as she grabbed the back of my head.

I suckled and bit on her nipple before I switched to the other one, all while slowly sliding the sleeves of the dress down her arm. I pushed the dress down to the floor and let it pool at her feet.

Her skin was so soft and had a glow to it. I couldn’t help but run my tongue from her breasts up to the side of her neck.

“Smell so fucking good I can eat you.” I looked into her heated eyes and smirked. “You know what? I think I will.” She bounced when I pushed her onto the bed.

I wasted no time getting out of my clothes. My dick stood at attention as I pulled her to the edge of the bed. I didn’t even waste time getting on my knees. Needing to taste her, I leaned down to lick and suck on her pussy.

“Chauncey. Shit.” Lyric groaned as she wound her hips.

I wasn’t ready for her to cum, so I pulled away and held her in place.

I licked the insides of her thighs, then kissed her lips. She opened her mouth to allow my tongue access. We both moaned at the same time I entered her.

All the shit from the car, and me eating her pussy, had her soaked.

“Gotdamn, Lyric. You were ready for this dick, weren’t you?” I didn’t move. I couldn’t move for a good ten seconds. My dick ain’t never felt something so warm and wet in my life.

“Chauncey,” she whispered against my lips.

I got myself together and started moving. “Talk to me, baby. What are you feeling?”

“Good. So fucking goo—” She cried out as her back lifted from the bed.

“You see how you are creaming up my dick?” I pulled my dick out a little and Lyric looked down to see the results of what she did to me. I made my dick jump when she licked her lips.

Lyric put her hands on my ass and pushed me back inside of her. I closed my eyes from how good she felt.

I dipped in and out of her at a slow pace. Her eyes were squeezed closed. The faces she made while she took the dick made me want to take a picture of it and frame it.

She tried to pull me closer to her, but I needed to be able to look into her face.

“This pussy is dripping for me. You feel it?”

“Yes.” She moaned. Her nails scratched up my back. I knew she was close to cumming.

“Ooh, look at you. Looking so damn beautiful as you cum on my dick. Shit, girl.”

Lyric’s eyes were closed as her chest heaved, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

I pulled out again and looked at her handiwork. I needed to feel her lips on me, so I sat back.

“You gonna clean my dick off so you can make it wet again?” I asked as I stroked my dick.

Lyric switched positions so she could be face to face with my dick. She licked her lips and pushed my hand out of the way.

“Fuck.” I groaned when she wasted no time letting the tip of my dick touch the back of her throat.

I reached forward and rubbed my hand over her ass when she tooted it in the air. Her hand glided up and down my dick as she slurped and slobbed on it.

My heart raced, and when I felt my stomach clench, I pushed her back onto her back.

I eased back inside of her, and I swore only seconds went by before she was cumming again.

“Chauncey. Tank. Shit.” She cried.

“I feel that shit too, Lyric. You are taking this dick so good, just like I knew you would. You are such a good girl.”

“Oh, God.”

I felt like I was on top of the world every time she cried out and clenched her walls around my dick. The feeling was unexplainable.

“I can spend all day between your legs. You want me to stay here forever?”

“Yes, please.”

“I want to give you everything your heart desires. Can you feel what you are doing to me?”

“Yes.”

I was sure she could feel the thump in my chest. Both of our bodies were covered in a light sheen of sweat. The moonlight filtered through the window, creating a soft glow in the room, as the music played on my phone—each song describing my growing feelings for Lyric.

“I love the sounds of your moans. Do you know how damn sexy you sound? Let me hear you when you cum on my dick again.” I buried myself to the bottom of her pussy. “Cum, now,” I demanded.

Her walls squeezed again, and the moan she let out had my dick shooting off inside of her.

Lyric probably thought I was playing with her, but I meant what I said. I wanted to stay with her and that fire pussy for the rest of my life. I was going to make that shit happen too. I would do whatever it took to make her mine forever.