Free Love Redeemed, Book 4 by Love Belvin

down there after my dentist found evidence of my frequent dining on her during my last checkup.
    Rayna doesn’t say anything, but wears an intense expression. I feel her pulling at the drawstrings of my pajama pants. Once the tie is undone, she grabs the elastic top of my boxers and pants and pulls them down. Damn. I think I know where this is going. Shit — I hope I know where this is going. But I don’t get why. I resigned to her being upset with me for overstepping with her mom. In the car she didn’t say it, but her actions were cold and didn’t give very much other than reproach. She’s on her period, so I know she’s not trying to smash.
    My dick bucks out and she kisse s him as if he’s welcome. I watch as Rayna plants small kisses all around then starts to mildly stroke me with one hand before applying soft nibbling and masterful scrapings. I’m losing my fucking mind by the second. Eventually she works herself up to taking the head into her mouth. It’s a nice, warm, soft sensation. I sharply inhale and relax my neck, laying the back of my head in the couch while she takes me in inch by inch. Once all of my cock is wet, she uses both hands to massage me. Ms. Brimm never fails to blow my mind while blowing my rod. She starts to pick up speed while concentrating on the tip of my penis. Her delicious acts scream inspiration.
    Wow. Just an hour ago she was giving me the cold shoulder, now she’s giving me warm head. What happened in between?
    Damn. That ’s what it is. Rayna’s done accessing my actions with her mother. So finally she sees I did nothing malicious? She’s doing better at verbally expressing herself, but this is the works of her body. I guess a man can’t complain. 
    This shit is getting heated and I’m caught up already. I grab her by the head and flex my hips. Her grip is perfect. I hear the smacking sounds of her oral lovemaking. That shit drives me wild. With her lips wrapped around her teeth, she takes me deeper. My breathing accelerates and I can swear that I feel her uvula.
    “ Shiiiiiiiit! ” I whisper, feeling my orgasm stirring.
    I have to give her the warning.
    “Brimm, baby… Goddamn! I’m ‘bout to come!” I drawl out. 
    She always lets me come in her mouth , but I have to be a gentleman and continually give her the option. Fuck—I hope she doesn’t withdraw tonight.
    “ Rayna!” I murmur—more or less singing because I’m coming.
    I’ m still holding her head while thrusting my pelvis into her face. She’s looking me dead in the face like a “G.” My future wife the “G.” I can’t stop shooting and my fucking toes are curling now. I don’t know how she does it, but she doesn’t waste a drop of my soldiers. She doesn’t let up until I stop moving. Shit. I can never get used to this. The value of Rayna’s mouth exceeds my fortune.
    Rayna hops to her feet and scuffles out of the living room. She returns in no time with a warm washcloth to clean her saliva from me and lifts my clothes up my legs, adjusting them on my waist. I just watch in amazement.
    Once she ’s done, she asks, very soft and lovingly, “Friends?”
    Her eyes a re humble and sexy as hell through those long eyelashes. I grab her by the sides of her face and lunge my tongue in her mouth. I feel savage. I want to ingest her. She can be so difficult at times, but tonight she did well. She didn’t let the clouds of doubt and uncertainty of my deed gloom over our heads for too long. This is how she knows to love...to coexist. I can do this. I can meet her halfway. I can love her. 
    With my left hand , I hook her by the shoulders and scoop her up with the right by the ass and lay her on the couch. I maneuver enough so that we’re laying side-by-side with me resting on the back of the couch and our heads on the armrest. She giggles. I don’t.
    “ I love you, you know that?” I need her to know.
    “ Of course I do,” she smiles while flashing the engagement ring.
    “ Oh, yeah,” I