Martins pov
Sinclair and I are suspended gently against Other, her weight is slightly pulling me down, but I fear if I let my dick slip back, she would go back to being mean, and right now, I had my senses beneath my feet, I had bluntly said words I shouldn’t have stuttered.
Ones she starts her reprocessing processes, she would definitely slap for sure, I had her all to myself for minutes now, which makes my heart flutters gently just looking at her teary eyes, which were slightly read, I was really tough on her, she choked severally.
“ uhm, down” she said pulling me out of my reverie, “ sure” I said, my dick falls back down, as it slips out of her, she hisses in pleasure, as she looks at me, I am short of words too and I know she wants to say something’s
“ i am sorry” I said immediately moving backward before she slaps me again, my eyes darting around the kitchen, for nothing in particular, for some weird reasons I am nervous, “ let’s eat shall we” she said breaking the silence.
“ oh ok… will put on some clothes” I said moving out of the kitchen before she’s replied, I came back seeing her in that same position I left her, she is lost in something, obviously in the sex we had earlier, she gave up control just for climax, while I lost mine.
“ I have cake we could take some coffee for starter, I said breaking the silence, “ I would be great “ she responds faking a smile, as she walks out of the kitchen, I had coffee packed, the groceries would be coming by noon, then I would make a proper meal for both of us.
But now, my knees are weak and I need strong coffee, heating it up. The strong scent of coffee mixed with milk filled the air, while I sliced some cake in a vintage tray, which I gradually placed on the table.
Sinclair was seated, as I presented her with a wooden cup. It was my favorite as a child, it’s still nicely polished. She looks at the mug then at me, I hope she doesn’t pour the coffee on my body.
She can be quite dangerous when things don't go her way, I place it just before her with the slices of cake, hoping she would take a sip. I did it granny way, it used to feel special back then, I don’t know if she would like it.
Her eyes located mine again, making me gulp quietly, she smirks then take a sip from the coffee, my eyes closed as I waited for a deafening sound, but I don’t hear any, instead a her humming sound of pleasure and satisfaction.
“ nice cofee, what the brand” she says, as I exhale deeply, “ it’s special made by your fuck boy, martins” I said prostrating one’s more like a botler , she smirks then takes a sip, “ well now we are no longer in grandma kitchen you are subjected to my rules” she said.
“ nice one, my queen, I guess I would have to make the kitchen a new room now” I said teasingly as the dense air lighten up, we both laugh wholeheartedly for the first time I don’t feel like the world is about to end.
The cake finished before the coffee, for weird reasons it seemed to be endless, well maybe we didn’t want it to end, “ so what’s your plan for the day fuck boy” she says tracing an invible line of the table.
“ Well there’s a garden in grandma's backyard. We could put it in order and you know, get to play with the flowers. '' I said, she arches a brow at me, “ then it’s a Monday morning, the neighborhood would be quiet.
She looks down my pants, making me adjust, “ sure, I want to take my bath, come follow me” she said, oh that’s not happening, if I end up bathing with her, we wouldn’t leave the room for the whole day.
“ I will get you new clothes, my queen, and some hoes for digging and gardening. '' I said Standing up, immediately while gulping down the last coffee in my mug.
I could feel my body heat up, as thought of positions to have her in comes back to my head, I could have her fuck me with her legs on the floor while I lay on the bed, damns focus martins She had made be a walking horny body.
Walking outside the door, Sinclair calls me, she is just behind me, “ what is it” I asked trying not to make eye contact with her, “ get me something this beautiful, and free, no undies please” she said smiling nervously, her words make me smile.
There’s no one who would tell me underwise, she loves me too, she can’t explain it, and this particular words clarifies all my doubt, as I walks forwards her, pulling one of her thick thighs on my waist, our lips find each other.
Fuck I am up again, I can feel it, get out of my head Sinclair, I try breaking the kiss, but she pushing my head deeper,
“ huh Mm” I hear someone behind me, making us break the little pre banging that was just about to happen, my eyes quickly shift to the door, as Sinclair dressed herself properly, my hands subconsciously cover her from who ever it was.
“ guess you were busy “ I see a familiar face, “ hey!, Sebastian” I recall his face in seconds, he smiles at me nervously, his eyes mostly on Sinclair, “ you remember me, didn’t think that would be possible with so much going on” he said obviously referring to the scene he met earlier.
“ No man, you know how springtime works” I said we both shook each other, “ hey, Uhm, Sebastian meet my woman, Sinclair…” I pull her in, she's way too beautiful to have her behind like that, Sebastian had his eyes down her waist which encouraged a turmoil growing in her heart already.
“ uhm, baby, meet Sebastian” I said faking a punch, Sinclair just looks at him, then me, I know she finding it hard to belittle herself before him, “ nice to meet you Sebastian ”she finally says, faking a smile.
Sebastian held unto her hands, but hesitated to remove his hands, which makes me pull Sinclair in for a hug, as my hands traveled down her body, she hisses making me hesitate . I am crossing boundaries already.
“Oh there’s a night party next block, you remember the Baldwin way, just came to invite you personally know we have been friends for so long” he said , I nodded in response
“ have a nice day Sinclair,” he said, walking out of the house.
“ What was the meaning of that?”