Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
“Socket I need to check dinner”
“It’s fine” I tell her and she looks up at me and I look into her blue depths. “Fuck you got beautiful eyes” she blushes looking down but I move her head back up to look at me “What?” I ask her and she shakes her head
“No one’s ever said that before” I lean down and kiss her lips gently
“Well there fuckin’ gorgeous, just like the rest of you” she laughs
“What?”
“Nothing, let me get dinner ready go and set the table”
“Set the table?” I ask her
“Yes, the placemats and napkins are in the bureau”
“The what?” she rolls her eyes pointing at the hutch that’s now empty cause I through all of Jewel’s shit out “You mean the hutch”
“No, it’s called a bureau”
“Who calls it that?”
“I do, now set the table.” I smile as she turns around and takes the lasagne out of the oven and I pull out placemats that I had no idea that I even owned and napkins. She comes over carrying the hot dish and placing it on a rack thing on the table and hands me the knife and going back to the fridge for a salad and a pitcher of water
“Fuck Dove, this smells so good” she smiles pouring us both a drink and sitting down
“It’s been awhile since I got to cook like this, I hope it tastes ok”
The first bite has me moaning the second even better “Do you like?” she asks and I nod the flavours of the meat sauce pasta and cheese so good
“Fuck baby this is good” I say and she smiles as she puts salad on my plate and I look at it “Salad really” she rolls her eyes at me and I smile
“Just eat it” she tells me and I finish off two more pieces and sit back, my stomach full and bulging
“Damn are you gonna cook like this every night, cause if you do I’m gonna have to double up on my cardio”
“Well if you’re coming home every day than I’m cooking”
“You don’t have to Dove”
“It’s ok, I like it and your kitchen is to die for”
“I’m glad you like it” I pull her to me and she straddles my lap blushing
“How about dessert?”
“I didn’t cook a dessert”
“Oh, baby you are the dessert” she squeals as I sit her on the table and open her legs and lean in and take a deep breath. “Fuck you smell so fuckin’ good” I move her pyjama shorts to the side and lick her clit and she moans, I nudge her clit with my nose as I suck on her pussy lips and she moans even louder
“Socket” she whispers and I can taste her pussy getting wetter, I move my hand up and slide a finger into her pussy as screaming starts and she sits up pushing me away “Socket stop, Wiley’s crying” I sit up and the kids screaming registers and I sit back as she gets down walking up the stairs to get the kid
“Fuck.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Dove
As I pull myself together I pick Wiley up and change her using my new change table that the girls helped me pick out today. I still hadn’t told Socket how much it cost hence cooking dinner to try and distract him. I also bought a few cute outfits for her and some small toys, buy the time we all left the store Socket was another four hundred dollars down.
The girls had totally tricked me in to going to the tattoo shop and when we pulled in I knew they were up to something but when Niya asked Socket for money I almost choked. I hated borrowing money and the way the girls all started handing me things the second we walked into the store I knew Sockets pocket book was in serious danger. I watched as they all bought stuff for themselves not even looking at price tags, me on the other hand slipped things back on shelves when the girls weren’t watching.
“Oh, come on Dove you have to get this one” Niya said as we looked at wooden change table
“It’s just so big Wiley doesn’t need anything like this”
“But look at it, it’s so beautiful” I stepped forward and almost choked on the price of it
“No way” I’d said stepping back
“You have to”
“No Niya! its too expensive”
“Oh, rubbish Socket can afford it” she’d said but I wouldn’t budge not on a, eighteen-hundred-dollar table I change a baby’s shitty nappy on, no way in hell
“No” I’d said finding another one at a better price of just eighty dollars, which the girls where not happy about but was just as functional as the others
“Oh, you have to get this” Lena said holding up a little one-piece swim suit with pink bows and little pink love hearts
“Oh, I’m totally buying that” I tell her and she smiled as I started to shop for Wiley knowing she didn’t have that many clothes.