Chapter 18

By mid-May, the best thing happened, Ray helped Susan find a house she could reasonably afford to pay for by herself. He said it was best to buy while the market was hot for buyers because he anticipated things getting crazy in a year or so.

He found her a house that had four bedrooms, two and one-half baths, and a nice backyard. And the best news was that it was in Riverview. That meant, she couldn’t just pop up in Lutz whenever she wanted. I was back in the house with Ray and Derrick. But Jeremy was still there. He wasn’t moving out until June. However, Jeremy and I had an understanding. Over time, he saw how Ray and I interacted. I wasn’t there to swindle Ray as they originally thought. I was there to help preserve his legacy. So, he left me alone ... for the most part.

It was a wonderful Sunday morning. I wasn’t planning to work and Ray was off as well. Our morning started how it normally would. Me on top looking down into his mesmerizing eyes. His hands cupped my breasts as my center swallowed every inch of him.

I had been back for a week. I was home. I was where I was supposed to be with my man loving him and sexing him. I folded into him. My lips touched his. I suckled his bottom lip and licked the top one. I sucked his tongue and then bit his chin. I was panting softly. I felt the surge of energy building up, “Uhhhhh,” I gasped and collapsed in his arms twitching.

He rolled over and took control. There it was. Those strokes. My feet were on his chest as he worked my middle. Most women dreamed of being fucked as I was. And I had it practically every morning. My legs drifted down. He laid on me. I wrapped my arms around him. Our bodies were sealed tightly as he humped.

He cussed and grunted as his essence left him and entered me. We hummed in unison. It felt wonderful. As he rolled off to my left. I turned to him. My hand rested on his chest. Briefly, we drifted off and woke up fifteen minutes later when the alarm sounded.

We were headed to the hospital to see his mother and later, we planned a day on the river on a yacht.

Living in a house with three men. I didn’t mind cooking breakfast. It was usually the only meal I had to prepare. At the table, Derrick discussed his upcoming graduation which was in a few weeks. His maternal grandparents, aunts and uncles, and cousins would visit during that time.

Jeremy talked about his upcoming move to his new condo. And Ray and I talked about our plans to go away for his birthday.

After breakfast, I headed to my room. Well, the room where most of my stuff was. Ray kept insisting that I take all my things from the room and put them in his room which he considered our room but I had a reason to keep some things there. Like that morning after breakfast, meeting Derrick in the shared bathroom space and allowing him to hit it from behind as I stood in front of the mirror watching him hold my tits in his hand.

I knew the moments I had with Derrick were dwindling and I wanted to cherish as much of him as I could before he moved away.

I hated the mornings when we had to hurry but I hated the days we went without. We panted and took several deep breaths as our orgasms faded. We chuckled as he pulled from my center, “That was so fucking good.,” he commented with a huge smile.

“It was.” I hurried to clean myself. Before I stepped away, he pulled me in for a kiss. “I can’t believe in another month or so, I won’t get to meet you in the bathroom. Or go for a walk along the river.”

I touched his face, “You’ll still visit?”

“Of course,” he kissed my mouth, “and no matter who I’m with, she’ll have to understand this.”

I nodded and smiled. This. This thing that Derrick and I had. She would have to understand that our hearts were entwined and that we would still enjoy each other whenever we could. This was us. I stepped back and left the bathroom and later the bedroom.

Even though it was slightly overcast, it was still a good day to be on the water. Sundays were for resetting and preparing for the week ahead. As we sat on the deck relaxing and having a few drinks, I received a text message from Donovan, “Can’t stop thinking about you.”

Our Saturday group sex night was becoming his favorite event of the week. It started every other week and then turned into a weekly event.

The night before Donovan and Damian got to double me while Ray enjoyed a threesome with Jess and Gracie.

There we were on the sofa. Donovan lay back as my lips encircled his love stick and Damian was bringing up the rear stuffing my cunt from behind with a heavy thrust that caused my body to jolt. Damian had these huge hands that seemed to cover both of my ass cheeks as he thrust from behind.

He was having a grand time. I felt his cadence quicken. I knew he was about to erupt but he didn’t want to. He pulled out for a second and said, “Ooh wee, shit, gyal,” before pushing back into my center and stroking away. It didn’t take long after that for him to explode.

He pulled from my throbbing center and sat back on the sofa and I straddled Donovan with my wet messy pussy. He didn’t care. He liked it sloppy and wet as I rode him to perfection. He ran his fingers through the right side of my hair and we kissed.

As I replied to his message. Ray sat up and looked at me, “Tell Donovan that you’re with your man today.”

I placed my phone down and looked out at the sky which was getting grayer by the second. I looked over at Ray. He smiled, “I can tell that he has a little crush on you but, you’re my woman.”

I nodded. He summoned me with his finger and I joined him on his lounge chair and we laid back looking at the sky. The air was misty. He commented, “It looks as if it’s about to rain. Maybe we should head inside.”

“Or we can make love in the rain,” I suggested.

His eyebrow rose, “Are you sure?”