There was more than one head nod at the table. Cairo nodded her head in acknowledgment and understanding, too.
“Always waxing intelligent, teaching lessons and stuff,” Trinity fussed, extending her hands to hold her niece.
“It’s my turn to hold my niece,” Samantha, the oldest Moore sister chimed.
“Just a few more minutes, Trinity, the youngest sister whined gently rocking Elise in her arms.
Cecil and Elise were indeed the stars of the show, and all their aunts were fawning over them. Each of the babies was getting lap time with all the girls. Kennedy, who was sitting closest to Cairo, leaned over and asked a question.
“Do you mind holding Cecil for a minute? I need to see about something in the kitchen.”
Kennedy, feeling comfortable with every woman at the table, asked the question as she was getting up. She asked the question as she was handing Cecil to Cairo.
“Sure,” Cairo uttered as the little one was placed in her arms. Kennedy didn’t give her much of a chance to say no. Naturally, Cairo was nervous, and she felt her heart beating faster as the baby tried to settle in. Her arms were stiff because of feeling uncomfortable. Cairo couldn’t remember the last time she held a baby. Honestly, because of everything going on with her, she tended to avoid it when possible. Not because she didn’t like babies. That was the furthest from the truth. But being that close, feeling a tiny new life in her arms, smelling that sweet baby smell, made her feel even more melancholy inside. She could be and was happy for the mom. That wasn’t it. Yet, that didn’t dull the ache in her own heart. Cecil was adorable in his baby blue one piece. He had a mess of curly black hair and all the pudgy rolls that made him look and feel all squishy. Cairo was getting all the feels as he wiggled a bit adjusting in her arms. His eyes were closed, and he looked like he was settling in for a nap. Relaxing her arms, Cairo lifted him onto her shoulder. His body naturally conformed to her form, and Cecil nuzzled against her neck. Cairo heard a soft sigh pass through his lips as he settled. He was right there, cradled in her arms, close enough to smell that undeniable baby smell. Holding him felt so natural as Cairo gently rocked him. The lively conversation around the table faded to the background as she rocked him. For a while, it was just Cairo and the baby.
“Oh, he likes you,” Kennedy hummed as she sat back down. “He doesn’t cuddle and curl with just anyone.”
“Would you like him back,” Cairo asked, not wanting to keep Cecil from the comfort of his mother.
“Oh no, Cairo,” Kennedy smiled. “As long as you’re okay, I’m good.”
Cairo was okay. She pushed back those feelings of personal longing as best she could and simply enjoyed holding the little one.
Chapter Sixteen
“Come here, girl. I’ve been waiting for you all day,” Israel crooned as he greeted Cairo at the door.
“Hey babe,” Cairo replied, stepping into his welcoming arms.
“How was brunch with the ladies?” Israel asked, pulling Cairo in close as the two fell into an easy sway.
“It was good,” Cairo replied. “The Moore sisters are amazing, so it was fun.”
“I’m glad you had a good time,” Israel hummed as he kissed her on the cheek. He felt her body collapse into him as if he weren’t holding her, she wouldn’t remain standing.
“What’s the matter, babe?”
Israel lifted Cairo from him so that he could see her face. He watched as a heavy sigh passed between her lips, and the natural glint in her eyes take on a darker tone.
“I held Kennedy’s son today.”
“Aw babe,” Israel hummed, sliding his hand up her back then cradling her head as he eased her back to his frame. She sunk into him, feeling the strength of Israel’s core against her, supporting her physically.
“He’s such a beautiful baby,” Cairo whispered.
Israel felt the weight of her words, and it pricked his heart.
“Listen to me,” he said, gently inclining Cairo’s eyes to his. “I don’t give a damn what the doctors said. I love you, Cairo. I love you. They don’t get to determine our fate. You understand me? They don’t get to decide for us.”
All she could do was nod her head and bury her face into his expansive chest. She wasn’t in this alone, and Israel made that very clear. Cairo breathed in his essence and his aura. She breathed in the chance his words proposed. And at the same time, without conscious thought, Cairo breathed out doubt.
“I love you, too, Israel.”
Cairo said she loved him. The words that spilled so lovingly from her lips resonated eloquently in his ears. Israel felt a demanding pounding of his heart as her words replayed in his mind, a sweet harmonic melody that soothed his soul and awakened the savage beast inside. His free hand moved recklessly to her neck as Cairo leaned her head back and gazed into his eyes. A sense of urgency drove him as Israel pressed her lips to his own, assuaging her mouth more than kissing it. Cairo succumbed to the forceful domination of his lips, his tongue thrusting, seeking, and searching for that taste that brought his soul to life. He kissed her like she’d never been kissed before. Israel’s embrace encompassed more than her waist. His words and his hold encompassed Cairo’s soul.
They moved together, as if instinct dominated their current thoughts. Need ravaged them as they swung and coiled and reeled, connecting, and disconnecting, kissing, and touching as they made their way down the hall, clothes coming off, torn away until there were no barriers between them. They moved to the bedroom as their heated entanglement continued. Israel cupped Cairo’s swollen breasts, one in each hand, and lovingly sucked each hardened nipple, humming as his mouth was filled with her goodness.
“Sss, ahhh,” she moaned as his mouth covered her mounds. Cairo’s head fell back between her shoulders, and she held onto him for dear life. The ache between her thighs grew with each suckle, and she moaned deeply under Israel’s expert touch. She could feel the swell of his thickness, pressing against her belly as he caressed her nipples. All inhibition was lost, as Cairo dropped slowly down to her knees in front of the man she knew she loved. Lifting his thickness into her hands, Cairo kissed the tip of his eager maleness, sending waves of unspeakable energy coursing to Israel’s spine. Cairo licked his length, and then left a trail of her kisses. Israel’s rock-hard shaft pulsed in her hands and then in her mouth. The moan that came through Israel’s mouth came from the loins Cairo massaged and caressed. Inch by inch, Cairo took Israel in, adding a pulsating level of pleasure Israel could barely stand.
Reaching down, Israel lifted her to him and enveloped her lips with his own, tasting himself there as their tongues danced and intertwined. When Israel turned Cairo in his arms, placing her back to his chest, hot kisses tantalized her neck as she felt his thickness throbbing against her ass. Israel slowly bent Cairo over, and she braced herself with her hand against the shower wall. Spreading her plump ass cheeks, Israel eased himself inside her and felt the hotness inside her walls collapsing around his manliness.
“Ahhh,” he moaned as Cairo pushed back against him, inviting his hardness to delve even deeper inside her. Israel moaned again. Grabbing Cairo by the hips, he guided a rhythmic dance of lust and love; his thrusts getting faster and faster as Cairo pushed back against him, giving Israel full access to her pulsating pearl.
“Israel,” she groaned in ecstasy as her jewel released the first fruits of hot stickiness that covered him completely. The sounds that came from their lips drowned out the musical interlude serenading them in the background. Israel’s stroke was hot and fierce as he pounded her flesh, and Cairo loved every minute of it, her back arching in response to his manhood filling her wanton walls to capacity.
“Israel! Israel! Israel!!”
Hearing Cairo calling out his name sent a wave of sensual fury through him. Feeling gism swelling at the base of his pole, Israel slowed down his stroke, rocking Cairo with long, slow, deep thrusts. He wanted to feel every spasm of her womb give way to his touch, lulling her into a seductiv
e dance where he was the director. Cairo’s breathing was labored as the change in stroke caused another climax, hardening her nipples and stirring her soul. With intention, Cairo flexed and released the muscles in her jewel, squeezing and releasing Israel’s dick to a rhythm all her own. His mind was blown as she teased and toyed with him, sending wave after wave of pressure that swelled in his loin. Israel couldn’t take it anymore, and his thrusts intensified in rhythm.
“Cum for me, Israel,” Cairo whimpered as she neared another climax of her own. “Cum for me…”
He swelled inside her, the veins of his dick being massaged by her tight walls. The fuck became frantic as Israel held back if he could, wanting to stay in the moment with Cairo forever. His heart beat fast in his chest as hot gism reared and then raged to be released. Israel’s breathing was jagged as he held tightly to Cairo’s hips, pounding her to the hilt with everything he had.
“ARRGGG!” he screamed as he could no longer hold back the load that exploded from his rod. His wetness, combined with the wetness Cairo, showered on him once again as she rode his climax to the very end.
Words escaped them both as Israel collapsed onto Cairo’s back, bracing her with the strength of his hands. After a moment, Israel lifted off her and lifted her, turning Cairo to face him. The moment when their eyes met solidified the love, they mutually shared. The shower continued to warm them as they held each other, reveling in the glow of the love they made.
Israel shifted his weight, laying Cairo down on the bed. Starting with her forehead, Israel kissed her warmly, making a trail down her nose to Cairo’s full lips, down the length of her neck to her breasts. Taking one in each hand, Israel rotated his thumb against her hardened nipple with one hand and swallowed the other with his warm mouth. Cairo’s legs opened like magic, unable to resist the throb in her puss. She loved this man more and more every day, and he knew how to show her just how much he loved her.
Cairo’s folds opened for him. As Israel sucked her breast, pulling and nibbling, driving Cairo to the brink, she gasped as he entered her. Israel filled her welcoming womb completely. For Israel, it felt like home, and he branded Cairo’s pussy every chance he got. Everything about this woman turned him on, and Israel couldn’t get enough of her. It didn’t take long for the two to fall into a natural rhythm. He thrust, she received and pushed back. Cupping her hands behind Israel’s head, Cairo moved him from her breasts to her mouth. Their lips connected, and their tongues moved in and out, exploring each other’s mouths. When Cairo bit down on Israel’s bottom lip, a surge throttled straight to his loin, and he groaned. Cairo whispered his name against Israels' lips, and another tremble moved through him.
Separating his mouth from hers, Israel lifted up on his knees, placing one of Cairo’s legs on each shoulder. He thrust deeper, hitting her pearl with every masterful stroke. Cairo whimpered under the thundering pressure, and her clitoris pulsed, sending the first wave of hot wetness over his shaft.
“Damn girl,” Israel grimaced as his dick swole even more; beads of sweat breaking out on his brow. Cairo arched her back and then lifted her hips slightly, giving Israel unrestricted access to her goodness. He fucked her harder, and Cairo’s hips danced side to side and in circles altering where his push landed. It drove Israel to the brink. Quivering under his penetration, Cairo found it hard to catch her breath. Her body was overwhelmed with sensual sensations as Israel pounded her flesh.
“Israel, please.”
“Please, what? What do you want from me, Cairo,” he muttered as the muscles in his thighs tensed and flexed with every stroke. Israel slowed only long enough to hear her response and look into Cairo’s eyes.
“You,” Cairo rasped.
A smile eased across Israel’s lips as her words fed his heart and ignited his animalistic instinct. He wanted to drive Cairo crazy; give all of himself to her in every way possible. Israel’s stroke was focused, intense, and consuming. He pulled his manhood all the way out until just the tip rested in her puss. Fighting the urge to fuck her brains out, Israel slow pumped Cairo, making sure she felt every inch of his dick, probing and thumping inside her. He ground his hips and plunged in to the hilt. Just when Cairo’s body got accustomed to the sensation, Israel shifted gears again, fast fucking her; Cairo’s ass slapping against his muscled thighs. She squealed as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Tension mounted at the base of Israel’s manhood and the veins along his shaft swole.
“GRRRRRR!”
His guttural growl erupted from the pit of his stomach as Israel unleashed a hot stream of cum into Cairo’s jewel. But he didn’t stop fucking her until her climax matched his.
“Israel!” She screamed as her body released wave after wave of hot gism. Her panting matched his and beads of sweat from Israel’s brow dropped onto Cairo’s belly. Reaching up, she wiped his forehead as he lowered himself, collapsing onto her. Cairo’s legs folded around him, and she held him close until their breathing regulated.
Chapter Seventeen
One Month Later
“Hey, pretty lady.”
“Hey, babe,” Cairo purred.
Israel was back in California after Cairo returned a few weeks earlier.
“Come take a ride with me.”
“Now, how do you propose we do that,” Cairo chuckled as she lounged on the couch in her living room. “You’re in Atlanta, and I’m in Sacramento.”
“Look out of your window,” Israel crooned.
“What?” Cairo asked, lifting her elegant frame from the couch, and padding to the window.
“Babe, you’re here?” She beamed as she excitedly waved to him.
“I am.”
Seeing him brought the biggest smile to Cairo’s lips. She moved quickly to the front door, unlocking it while still holding the cellphone in her hand. She couldn’t get down the walkway fast enough. His hooded eyes affixed on her frame, approvingly raking over her as she advanced towards him. The ragged edge blue jean shorts she wore hugged every inch of her curvy thighs and hips. The oversized t-shirt slipped off her shoulder, exposing the mahogany of her flesh. Israel’s smile was everything and melted Cairo’s heart. His mouth curved with tenderness as she leaped into his arms. Cairo always breathed easier when in Israel’s presence. She felt settled and safe, nurtured, and secure when she was with him.
“You surprised me,” she hummed against his neck as his hand locked against her spine.
“I had to see you,” Israel coyly admitted.
“I missed you, too,” Cairo confessed. She kissed the warmth of his neck as she laced her arms even more tightly around his neck.
“So, does that mean you’re gonna take a ride with me,” Israel asked, resting his head against hers.
“Where are you taking me,” Cairo smiled as she looked at the silver 2020 Rolls Royce Phantom Drophead Coupe Israel was leaning against.
“That’s a surprise, too.”
“Okay,” Cairo hesitantly sang. “Do I need to change clothes, or,” she asked as her eyes trailed down her frame.
“No, you don’t,” Israel grinned. “You look amazing, as always.”
“You flatter me,” Cairo blushed.
“I hope you like it because I don’t plan to stop.”
The smile on her face broadened from his compliment.
“Well, if that’s the case, let’s go, babe,” Cairo hummed.
Israel turned her in his arms and then eased one from her as he reached for the door handle. Opening the door, Israel positioned Cairo so she could slide into the passenger seat. Once she was comfortably inside, Israel closed the door behind her and rounded the front of the car, climbing in on the driver’s side. Closing the door behind him, Israel leaned over, ensuring that Cairo was safely belted in. Only then did he secure his seatbelt. With the touch of a button, the Phantom roared to life, the power of the machine could be felt as the engine smoothly turned over. Shifting the car into gear, Israel checked his rearview mirror before pulling out into the street.
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bsp; Israel reached up to the dashboard and turned the knob, and the car was instantly filled with smooth jazz. Reaching across, he placed a gentle hand to Cairo’s leg as he navigated the Phantom through the neighborhood before accessing the interstate. Cairo slid her hand on top of Israel’s as they cruised. She was curious as to where he was taking her but not so much so that Cairo couldn’t enjoy the ride. Israel eased the vehicle off the interstate and moved it quickly through a few side streets before bringing the car to a stop. Instinctively, Cairo looked around, assessing the environment. When she turned to Israel, curiosity peppered her face.
“I don’t understand,” Cairo mused, trying to determine what the look on Israel’s face meant. There was a slightly devilish smile that infiltrated his lips and reached his eyes.
“Come with me,” Israel winked.
Turning off the ignition, Israel exited the vehicle. His long, strong stride brought him to the passenger side door, which he readily opened. He extended an upturned hand to Cairo, and after she unclipped her seatbelt, she placed her hand in his standing to her full height.
“Watch the curb, sweet,” Israel cautioned as he stabilized her movement from the vehicle.
He closed the door behind her and then folded Cairo’s arm over his. She looked around again. There were a few businesses located on the well-trafficked street, and then their movement stopped. Cairo’s eyes trailed back to Israel’s. They were standing in front of a vacant lot that had a large red ribbon strung from one end to the other.
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