Lessons Learned

Chapter 12

"Oh fuck! Brant I'm coming!" I yell as my muscles convulse around my man's thick shaft.

"I'm right behind ya baby girl," he grunts before I feel him spill inside of me.

I collapse on my stomach as Brantley gently lays against my back.

"Goddamn that was amazing," I pant before giving BG a satisfied grin over my shoulder.

He kisses my shoulder, my neck, and then my cheek. "Every time with you is amazing, darlin'. You were mah missin' puzzle piece, baby. I love ya," he breathes softly into my ear. I shiver before turning my head and kissing his lips passionately.

"I love you too. I'm so glad you're home. We all missed you," I whisper.

"It's good to be home. I missed y'all so much. Sy missed ya too," he grins.

"Mhmm well your little girls missed you as well. In fact, maybe we should finally put some clothes on and give them some proper attention. I've been hogging you for days. I'm sure your family and my family would like to see you and spend some time with you also," I explain to him.

He slides off of my back and I turn to face him. "Yer right. When we get home though, yer mine again," he winks at me.

I grin before leaning over to give him a soft kiss. "Deal," I tell him while stroking the facial hair on his jaw. He smiles at me and turns his head to kiss my hand.

"Shower?" he asks seductively.

"You go first and I'll go after you. If we go together you know we'll never get out," I say with a laugh.

"Fine," he pouts before sliding out of the sheets and walking bare-ass naked to the bathroom.

I whistle. "Nice ass, baby."

"Not as nice as yers, darlin'," he winks before giving me a full frontal before closing the door.

"Woo, it is hot today, baby girl," BG complains as we walk back into our house after visiting our families.

"Babe, why does it feel hotter in the house than it does outside?" I ask nervously.

"Ah shit! The air must not be workin'. Lemme go check in the basement," he grumbles before making his way downstairs.

"Well, babies, mama needs less clothing," I tell the three dogs. They barely glance at me from their spots on the couches.

"It's busted, baby. I gotta call someone to fix it," he curses.

"Oh no. I'm not gonna last in here, babe. I need to sleep for work tomorrow," I pout.

"If it's not fixed tonight, we'll have to stay wit someone in the family," he tells me before kissing my forehead.

As the air conditioning workman leaves our house, I make my way upstairs to pack an overnight bag.

"Who do you want to call, babe? I don't want to be around Stacey's pregnancy hormones. I also don't wanna bother your mother either, especially since she has a boyfriend," I explain.

"What's that got to do wit it? She better not be havin' sleepovers wit no man!" he growls.

"Baby calm down. She's a grown ass woman. She has two children. Do you really think she's not gonna have sex until she's married again? It's not like she's a virgin."

"Stop! I can't hear anymore. Fine, we'll stay away from mama's house. Please don't talk about sex and my mama in the same sentence again," he begs with a disgusted look.