Free THE LYIN’ KING by Vertell Reno'Diva Simato Page B

today."
    "Oh yeah? That’s same thing Shelly said. He's my life."
    "Yes he is, but you have to find yourself somewhere in there too. Have you had breakfast yet?"
    "Not yet, I'm literally just getting up."
    "Well, let me come cook our first breakfast as a couple." I could tell he was smiling.
    "Ok, King. Hurry up! I miss you."
    We hung up the phone and I began to tidy up and bathe before his arrival. I wasn’t two seconds out the tub before I heard a knock at the door. Leaving out the bathroom, I grabbed my robe and wrapped it around me as I was headed down the hallway towards the front door. I didn’t bother to check the peephole, I knew who it was.
    “Good morning beautiful.” he said standing there with two grocery bags in each hand. This man even went grocery shopping. I mean, my fridge is far from full but I had enough for a little breakfast. I watched him place the bags on the kitchen counter as I was sure to close and lock the front door this time. I walked over hugging him from behind as he was putting away the groceries.
    “I was just getting out the shower when you got here.” I said backing up towards the kitchen table.
    “You want to wait until I get dressed to start cooking? So I can show you where everything is at?”
    Without saying a word he began walking towards me. He raised his hand running his finger down the side of my face. He went down to my shoulder, then over my breast; leaving a trail of weakness in my body as he got closer to the belt of my robe that was keeping me covered. With one finger he pulled my belt loose, the sides open up displaying every inch of my curves. I allowed the robe to slide off my shoulders and down my arms; watching him as he admires me, while biting on his bottom lip. The robe hits the floor; he cuffs one arm under my ass while the other hand is under my arm lifting me onto the table. Leaning over me he slides my decorative center piece down the table as it just barely hangs on to the edge. He grabs the back of my neck, placing another hand on my shoulder, gently laying me back on the table. I looked down, watching him pull up a chair and sit down in front of me; as if his breakfast had been served. He places his hands under my knees pushing them back into a butterfly. I began taking in deep breathes as I can tell where this was going. He scoots his chair up closer and places one finger inside me. I gasped for air as if this was my first time. He began to kiss on my clit, pecking her with his lips so as to tease her at first. As he moved his finger in and out….in and out, he began twirling his tongue in a figure eight motion around her, occasionally sucking her into his mouth. I gripped both sides of the table trying to keep my composure, but it was too much. My legs were shaking and with every stroke of his finger, my moans elevated to a higher pitch. I began to soak his finger, which encouraged him to go faster. He watched my face to make sure he was pleasing me right. I could feel the chills running to my head. I couldn't close my mouth and my vision was turning into dots and swirls of light. Like, I was literally coming out of my body. He began to speed up his strokes this time going deeper. I could feel myself about to explode. He hit the perfect spot, and by reflex I grabbed that back of his head to ensure he wouldn't leave that spot.
    “Baby, please don't stop. I’m there.” I begged him. I began thrusting my hips as if I was riding his face.  My pussy throbbing, I began to shout telling him I can't take anymore; as I reached my end he kept going. He didn't come up for air. My legs were shaking uncontrollably. I placed both feet on his shoulder pushing him back, sliding myself on the table. He leaned back in the chair and smiled. It felt so good I was embarrassed. He picked me up wrapping my legs around his waist carrying me into my room. Kissing me, allowing me a taste of his breakfast, He laid me on the bed. I watched as he began to undress. First his