"Good morning," a head of curly hair tickled my neck and face. A chuckle emitted from his mouth. I smiled as I stirred the grits in the pot. "You cookin' for me?"
"Maybe.." he kissed my jaw. "Guess what?"
His muscular arms wrapped around my waist and engulfed me in his body warmth and scent. "What?" he nibbled softly on my ear.
"Your mom's coming by today."
"Oh really?" His lips moved from my earlobe to my forehead. "Well that's nice."
"To talk to you."
He kissed his teeth. "But I ain't do shit!" he groaned. "Fuck she gotta talk to me for? I'm grown."
"I don't know! She called while you were in the shower and said she was coming by. Don't be a punk."
He reached in front of me and turned off the stove before yanking me into him and placing me gently on the counter. "Who you callin' punk, mami?" His voice got low and husky.
"It was a-"
"Does papi need to teach you a lesson?"
Before I could protest his fingers were laced into my shorts and pried them down. "Jacob, I swear-"
The phone rang.
"Stop that! Your mom is calling- oh God." And there he goes. Licking, biting, sucking. "S-Stop it."
"Obviously," he stuck two fingers in. "You don't want me to stop, because you have yet to stop me." I moaned loudly at his statment and pulled at his curly locks. "Answer it."
My trance of ecstacy broke when he said that. "W-What?! But you're.." I moaned again.
He curled his fingers upward and licked a stripe where it was most sensitive, his grill brushing the skin there. He stared up at me. "I know. Answer it, or you don't cum."
I huffed and let in a sharp breath.
I pressed the answer key. "Mama!"
"Hey, sweetheart! How've you been?"
His mouth attatched to that spot again. "F-Fine." I cleared my throat in hopes of making my voice sound less shaky. "How about you?"
"Great! Where's my son?"
"Jacob? He's-" eating out your future daughter-in-law like he'd been starving.
"Say I'm not home." he mumbled in between his new pattern of sucking and licking.
"-not home right now." I felt that feeling of euphoria coming on.
"Oh really? Well that's funny, because I see his Jeep in the driveway."
"Wait, you're here?"
"Yes, ma'am. I'm outside, and I brought homemade churros."
I quickly pushed Jacob's head from between my legs and rushed to put my clothes back on. "What the hell?" he groaned, standing from his knees. "I wasn't done."
I put the phone's reciever to my shoulder so his mom wouldn't hear. "Your mother's outside."
"I can't see her now!"
"Why not?"
"Girl," he rolled his eyes. "my dick is hard."
"Go take a cold shower!"
He glared at me and took big strides upstairs. "Fine."
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"So, how've you two been?" Teresa smiled, sipping from her mug of tea. "You propose yet?"
"We've been good. Great, actually." Jacob grabbed my hand and interlocked his fingers with mine. "And no, mama; I didn't propose yet."
"When will you?"
My ears perked up at the question and my eyes bolted over to him. His left hand was wrapped around the ceramic mug and his ringed fingers clanged on the handle annoyingly. "I'm not sure yet."
"Well, I'm just wondering. She's been in your life for almost six years, but you still haven't proposed?"
"Ma, don't rush me." His jaw clenched. He was getting irritated.
"Okay, okay." She held her hands up in defense. "When am I gonna get grandkids, then?"
"Mama!" He groaned.
"What?" Her brows raised. "I know you two were doing it when I was on the phone with her."
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