“I’m warning you now that I’m not gonna be easy to deal with. I want you by my side. In my bed. I don’t want you away from me. I don’t want to do that space shit. I’m gonna be in your space every f**king chance I get.”
Sienna laughed and reached over to dip her finger in the icing. “Hmm . . . Dewayne Falco doesn’t want to be apart from me. He wants to be in my space. I guess there could be worse things in life than that,” she said in a serious tone. “If you’re in my space, then I’ll get more chances to do things like this.” She held up her finger and grinned. “Pull down those sweats,” she ordered.
I did as instructed and gripped the sheets beside me as Sienna coated the head of my dick with the icing on her finger. My breathing was getting faster as she took her time. My patience was just about to snap when she lowered her head and her tongue darted out and licked the tip in a teasing stroke.
“Mmmm,” she moaned.
I wanted to let her have her fun, but I was so close to begging it wasn’t funny. After three more licks her mouth opened and slid down over me. The roar of triumph that tore out of me only encouraged her more. She sucked and began sliding her mouth up and down my length.
I moved her hair back so I could watch her mouth take me deep. “So f**king gorgeous,” I said as she looked up at me.
I knew in that moment that if this woman asked me to walk on water, I’d find a f**king way.
SIENNA
Dewayne had agreed to stay over at his parents’ while I talked to Micah this morning. He had wanted to be there with me, but for five years it had been just me and Micah. No one else got my attention. Just him. I didn’t doubt he’d love having Dewayne in our lives more than he already was, but I also wanted to make sure he felt secure in where he stood.
Micah had talked about his night the whole walk over from the Falcos’ to our house. Apparently, Dave had watched not one but two of the Star Wars movies with Micah. And they’d eaten popcorn and cookies. Mama T had said she might get a swimming pool in the backyard when Micah told her he liked to swim. She and Dave were going to look into it. Those two were going to spoil my kid, and I loved it.
The five-year-old didn’t notice the goofy smile on my face. But I knew it was there. I couldn’t stop thinking about last night and this morning. Dewayne had been everything I’d dreamed about and more. I was ready to give him everything.
“Uncle Dewayne said he would see me in a little bit. Is he coming to play with me today?” Micah asked hopefully. That was a good thing. Micah wanted his uncle around. Dewayne wouldn’t be someone Micah might worry would take me away from him. He fit perfectly into our lives.
“Yes. If he said he’s coming over, then he will be here. You can trust Uncle Dewayne to do what he says he’ll do. He loves you.”
Micah beamed. He liked feeling loved. He’d always had my love, but this extra love was something he soaked up.
“Actually, I wanted to talk to you about Uncle Dewayne before he comes over here,” I told him as we walked into the house.
“About what?”
I led him over to the sofa and pulled him into my lap. “You’re my number one. You know that, right?”
Micah nodded.
“And you love your Uncle Dewayne as much as he loves you.”
Micah nodded again.
“Well, I love your Uncle Dewayne too.” I did? I loved him. I did. Oh wow. I did.
Micah smiled. “Because he’s family.”
Uh-oh. I’d forgotten about that conversation. I had to explain this. “Well, actually, Uncle Dewayne is your dad’s family. Not exactly mine. But he’s yours, so I called him mine too.”
Micah scrunched up his nose. “So we don’t have the same family?”
This is what I get for lying to the kid. I wasn’t ever doing that again. Lesson learned.
“No, we do. . . . It’s just that you’re actually related to Uncle Dewayne. I’m not. He is the brother of your daddy, but he’s not related to me. I wasn’t married to your daddy. We never got a chance to do that. Remember? I explained that to you.”
Micah nodded, but his nose was still scrunched up. “Okay, so can Uncle Dewayne take you on dates, then?”
Sighing in relief, I nodded. “Yes. He can. And he wants to, but we want it to be okay with you.”
Micah grinned and made a whooping sound.
“I take that as a yes.”