One and Only

Chapter 45

"Please, not ya old ass" I chuckled a bit. Even he still looks as young as when we first met, Khalil has taken to calling himself Unc, as in Uncle because he's now almost 20 years older than half the girls that flirt with him.

"Not too much on me now, you only a year behind me."

"And that's a year I'll cherish for the rest of our lives...Unc" I teased.

"Ooh it sounds so sexy when you say it" he joked and I shook my head.

"Oh really now?" I asked, climbing on top of him and straddling his hips. I rubbed his chest up and down under his shirt, then gently took it off.

"Mhm" he replied and I noticed his eyes had gotten a shade darker.

Khalil's hands rested on my hips as I pulled my own top off my body. I could feel his grip tighten on my hips when he saw that I was naked under my shirt. All that was left was our underwear and I had the perfect idea on how to get rid of those. I stood up in front of him and did a little strip tease with my panties until they were completely off and Khalil discarded his draws during my little show.

I sat back down and by now his piece was standing at attention. I positioned him at my entrance before sliding down on him. Khalil bit his lip as he entered me and we both let out a small moan. I let myself get adjusted to him before bouncing up and down on him. I threw my head back as he subtly met me thrust for thrust and leaned up to kiss my neck.

Khalil trailed kisses down my body until he got to my boobs and his took his time giving attention to each one before flipping us over. He hovered above me, whispering some the nastiest things in my ear and it only turned me on more.

"You want it nasty?" he asked huskily in my ear and I moaned in response, "nah say it out loud" he demanded, pulling out halfway.

"I want you to fuck me real nasty" I replied breathlessly and he plunged back into me, making my back arch off the bed.

Khalil fucked me until that feeling began to build up in the pit of my stomach and I knew I was close, "just like that...just like that" I moaned as I neared my orgasm. He picked up his pace not a second later and continued to hit all the right places before I came on his dick and his came in me. Khalil stayed inside me for a second before pulling out and we laid there, trying to catch our breath.

After I caught my breath, I got out of bed to wash off and re-dress and returned with a washrag for Khalil to do the same, but when I walked back in the room he had done covered himself up and knocked out. So I wiped off his dick before taking it back to the bathroom and tossing it in the laundry hamper. Then I went downstairs to clean up some of the balloons in the den.

I wanted to leave some for pictures later, so I only popped like 75% of them and shoved the rest in the back hallway so they could get out of the den. Then I called and placed the order for the boxes of pizza and confirmed the cake pick up time for 11:15 because the kids ate lunch around 12.

Rd, 45 minutes until cake pick up I thought to myself. I have enough time for a little relaxation before running some more errands, so I laid back on the couch and relaxed into the cushions.

"Babe, where you at?!" Khalil called, no doubt walking around upstairs to find me, "Avaa" he called out again.

"In the den, Pooh" I responded and he came running downstairs like a herd of horses.

"Oh...why you leave?"

"Khalil, you went to sleep" I chuckled.

"But only for a minute" he rebutted, sitting down and wrapping himself around me. If its one thing about this man is that he is going to be the biggest softie with me and the kids- he always wants to be hugged up on me and shows hella emotions and expression with the kids. Over the years, I've come to learn that one of his love languages is physical touch, so even if its something as mild as hand holding, he just likes to be next to me, which is such a contrast from who he is at work.