“Ayden too,” Daisy said, laughing. “But I’m so excited!”
“Me too!” I wish Magnolia and Juniper were here, but I knew Magnolia didn’t plan on coming out of the house just yet. Her priority was LJ and Juniper was in Baltimore visiting with Brandon’s parents. “Where’s Lily?”
“Oh, you didn’t hear?” Daisy asked. She chuckled. “Her and Devin are hanging today.”
“Mmmm,” I hummed. “Interesting.”
“Either way, we’re going to have sooo much fun,” Lilac vocalized. I glanced over my shoulder, and Roman cut his eyes at me. He winked, and I blew him a kiss. Today was going to be an amazing day.
The first thing we went for was the Ferris wheel. Roman had my hand clasped in his while we walked. I watched him as he watched the crowd around us. He was in protective mode, I could see it all over his face.
“Hey,” I said, trying to grab his attention. He slowly brought his eyes to me, and I smiled.
“Loosen up, baby.”
“I can’t help it when it’s a lot of people around,” he said. “And I have precious cargo that I need to protect at all costs now.”
“Listen to you... talking all sweet to me.” He laughed, and I smiled. Mission accomplished.
As we approached the Ferris wheel, Daisy blurted, “I want to get on with my sisters.”
“You guys...” I sighed and glanced at Roman. I really wanted to get on with him, but it was a tradition that my sisters and I rode together.
“Go ahead,” Roman said. “We can double back and do it again.”
“When it’s lit up?”
He kissed my forehead and then whispered, “This day is for you. We can do whatever you want; however, you want it.” I took a deep breath and looked up at him.
“That made my pussy tingle.” He chuckled softly and shook his head.
“Go before I do something that will have everyone out here feeling uncomfortable.” I smiled and turned on my heels.
God, I love that man.
“Let’s go, girls.”
I was so sad when our day ended, and I had to say goodbye to my sisters, but Roman hadn’t been finished with the surprises. He drove us to Vineland, New Jersey, which was about forty-five minutes outside of the city, so we could catch a movie at the Delsea Drive-In Theatre.
“I hope you enjoyed yourself today, baby,” he said, turning away from the screen to look at me. We chose Bad Boys For Life to watch, because who isn’t a Will Smith and Martin Lawrence fan?
“It was the best day.” In order to be close without anything between us, we moved to the back seat of the truck after parking. I sat up and pressed my lips to his cheek. “I won’t ever forget any of this.”
“Good, I don’t want you to.” The look in his eyes had my pussy thumping inside of my shorts.
“Roman, can I ask for something right now?”
“Whatever you need, BB, I can provide,” he replied, smiling. It’s like he knew what I was about to say.
“Can I sit on it?” I was unbuttoning my shorts and sliding them from my body, knowing he wouldn’t deny me.
“My face or my dick, baby?”
“I want your dick,” I muttered, climbing into his lap. His hands immediately went for my ass, while mine worked to get his belt unbuckled.
“I didn’t bring condoms with me.” I halted my movements and looked up at him.
“We should probably wait,” I murmured. “You know, to be safe.” We stared at one another for a few seconds, and then, I smashed my mouth into his. The thought of waiting didn’t sound appealing, but having his baby did. “You said...”
“No matter what, I got you.” I lifted up and helped slide his jeans down until they were out of my way.
“This is reckless,” I breathed into his mouth. The first time had been an accident, but this time we were both aware of what was happening. And neither of us seemed to care. “So, reckless.” Grabbing his dick, I held onto it and slid down. Roman filled me completely, and it was the best feeling.
“We had reckless sex last night, too,” he groaned. “And that pussy... this pussy is fucking worth it.”
“Worth me possibly having your baby?” I bounced up and down his dick with my hands pressed into his chest. My body quivered every time I slid up and then took him in again.
“Worth you having a couple of them.” I twirled my hips.
“Shit, ride your dick, girl.”
“My dick.” I whimpered softly and bit down on my lip. I was close to completely coming undone in the back seat of this man’s truck.
“Yeah, yours,” he said. “I love you.”
“Mmmm. I love you too, Roman.” That four-letter word was special. And I’d heard them from my ex at one point and time, but it didn’t feel like this. It didn’t feel like forever. But with Roman, it felt like that and then some. His love was meant to be for a lifetime. I knew it with all my heart.
In his bed that night, we made love over and over. My body was on a high that it never wanted to come down from. Roman was that high. He was a drug that I didn’t want to quit. His touch was an electric current that surged through my body, giving me the energy I needed to keep going. But even when he wasn’t touching me, his presence was enough to make me feel as if he were fucking the shit out of me. Roman had mastered me. In such a short period of time, he had figured me out just as he said he would.
“Tell me again,” he whispered into my ear while we laid in each other's arms, trying to catch our breath from another lovemaking session.
“I love you.”
“I’ll never get tired of hearing that. Words of affirmation maybe my number one now.” I laughed. “I love you too.”
The next afternoon, I stood underneath the showerhead and hummed softly. Today Roman and I were going to his mom’s place, and I was nervous. His uncles would also be there, and that only scared me more. What if they didn’t like me?
Sighing, I let the soap run completely off my body and then cut the water off. After stepping out, I dried off and walked into the bedroom to find Roman sitting on the bed. He looked up from his phone, letting his gaze take me in.
“Come here,” he instructed, patting the spot next to him. I went to him, and before sitting, he pulled my towel from my body. He picked up my cocoa butter body oil and poured some into his hands.
“Are you always going to take care of me like this?”
“Yes.” He kneeled in front of me and took my left foot into his hands, working his way up my leg after massaging each area he coated the oil with. He then moved on to my other leg repeating his actions. “Your skin is so soft.” I smiled bashfully and looked away. “I know you’re nervous about today, but you don't have to be.”
“I know, but I still am.”
“They’re going to love you just as I do.”
“How do you know that you love me?” I found myself asking. His hands stopped moving, and he looked up at me.
“Because I haven’t gone a day without thinking of you. Everything I’ve done since we met has had you in mind. My heart recognizes you when you’re near and feels the loss when you’re away. That’s how I know.”