I open the bathroom door and hear vomiting. Glancing under the stalls I see there's only one person it could be.
“Bells?” I say walking towards the stall.
“I'm fine,” she rasps out.
I hear her flush and she comes out, wiping her mouth with a piece of toilet paper.
“What's goin’ on?” I ask putting a hand on her shoulder.
“I don't fuckin’ know. I have an idea but...God, it can't be.”
“What do you mean?”
“I...we...I came off birth control. My doctor said I should come off a couple months before we wanted to get pregnant, some women's bodies take a little while to adjust and it could take time and…”
“You're pregnant?” I ask excitedly.
“I don't know,” Bella grumbles. “It wasn't supposed to happen this fast. My dress isn’t gonna fit, my grandmothers are gonna kill me, the church and-”
“Hey,” I say cutting her off. “Babies are blessin’s girl. Fuck everyone else, the dress can be altered and the weddin’ will still be amazin’. Is that what y'all want?”
“Of course,” Bella says smiling, a tear rolling down her cheek.
“Then stop drinkin’ and go get a test tomorrow mornin’. If it's not it’s not, but if it is then I'm happy for y'all. Everything will be fine, and you know Lacey and I have your back with all the judgey assholes.”
Bella laughs and hugs me, her tears soaking my shirt.
“Thank you Mani, really, thank you. I'm so grateful for your friendship but I'm also really happy you're givin’ my brother a chance. I've never seen him as happy as he’s been.”
“I haven't been this happy either. Love you Bells. Now let's go celebrate your birthday. It may be the last one we’re celebratin’ in a club instead of at your house with a little rugrat crawlin’ around.”
Bella laughs again and we leave the bathroom, hand in hand.
A dream like that for me that I thought was so out of reach now dangles in front of my eyes. Diapers, cuddles, kisses, baby laughs. Maybe it's not so unattainable anymore.
I smile and walk back into the club searching out my soft, safe landing place, Devin Gavinwood.
Chapter 7
Devin
I put my arm out for Normani to hold as we practice walking down the aisle.
“Favorite superhero?” I whisper to her as the priest is trying to explain something we both probably already know.
“The Flash.”
“What? No way in hell,” I say a little too loudly.
I hear my mama gasp from the side of the church, and I look up with a scrunched face. “Sorry, sorry.”
Normani tries to stifle a giggle from next to me and I pinch the side of her stomach.
“If I'm goin’ to hell darlin’ I'm draggin’ you down there with me,” I whisper.
“You would, caveman.”
“The Flash is my favorite. What about somethin’ on the bucket list?”
“I always wanted to swim with dolphins. Don't ask why, I have no idea I just...I don't know they're so cute and innocent and I always wanted to know what it would feel like to grab onto their fin and let them swim me around.”
“You're adorable,” I say kissing her cheek as we continue to walk down the aisle forgetting everyone else.
“What about you?”
“I always wanted to parasail. I'm too much of a chicken shit to skydive, but I do wanna see the world from above the ground.”
“You travel by plane all the time.”
“True, but I guess I want to see it outside of all that. Smell the air, feel the air, ya know?”
“I get it. That sounds really fun.”
We get to the front of the aisle and break apart to our respective sides, me behind Damon and Normani behind Bella.
The priest continues on talking about what will happen throughout the ceremony and then finally we're free to go.
“Wanna ride with me to my mama’s house?” I ask Normani.
“Sure,” she says smiling.
I put my hand out for her to take and she weaves her fingers with mine. We walk to my car as I open the door for her and then walk around to the other side.
“So, what's up with Nico and Lacey? They hooked up in Vegas, seemed like they were okay at the club, but now they’re not? Can't figure those two out,” I ask pulling out of the church parking lot.
“Not sure honestly. Somethin’ is up with her but Bells and I can’t figure it out,” Normani says frustrated.
“Yeah she's a tough one to crack. Been like for a while, even before we met.”
“Yeah I heard. They'll eventually figure it out. They're like the golden couple, both so funny, tons of laughs, it's hard not to fall in love with them when you're around them,” Normani says wistfully.
“Normani Jameson, are you a romantic?”
“Stop,” she says laughing.
I pull into the drive of my mama’s house and get out, opening her door for her.
I push her gently into the car and kiss her. I've been thinking about doing it all day and I know we're taking it slow, but my body is about to combust with need.
She kisses me hard her hand wrapping around my back, her nails digging into my shirt pulling me closer, closing the distance between our bodies.
“Come up to my old room, “ I pant breaking the kiss.
“Devin…”
“Slowly walk with me to my room,” I say smirking.
Normani lets out a breath and she's not smiling. I tip up her chin and study her face.
“Hey, I was kiddin’. We don't have to if you don't wanna.”
“No,” she says quickly. “Let's go.”
Normani
I walk slowly into the house with Devin as we pass family members and I smile politely.
We walk upstairs and I try to still my rapid heartbeat.
“You okay?” Devin asks closing and locking the door behind him.
“I...yeah I'm fine. Why?” I giggle.
My voice is unusually high and panicked.
Devin smiles and walks closer to me, wrapping a loose hair around my ear and he dips down, sucking my bottom lip between his. He takes my hand and kisses the top then puts it on his cheek as he burrows his face in it.
“I want you Normani. So fuckin’ bad. I want to make you feel good. Tell me if you want me to stop,” he says unsnapping the button of my jeans.
I shake my head unable to form words and his hand slips down my thong, touching my warm, wet skin and I buck up into him.
“Oh my God,” I moan dropping my head to his chest.
“So wet for me. I'm takin’ these off, okay?”
I nod again and he pulls my jeans down along with my thong and his fingers explore my folds. I can't breathe, I can't even think as his thumb crashes over my swollen clit.
“Unbutton my jeans darlin’.”
My hands freeze on his button and his fingers continue to run through my folds, soaking up all my desire.
He puts his hand over mine guiding it to the front of his jeans and I unsnap the button and pull the zipper down, my hand grazing his hard cock and I jump.
Holy shit.
Devin captures my lips again as I pull his boxers down and he springs free. I break the kiss and look down and my jaw drops.
“You're strokin’ my ego pretty hard right now darlin’,” Devin laughs.
“I...it's...big.”
I close my eyes trying to calm my body. He kisses the side of my neck as his finger slowly pushes inside me and I squeeze my walls, my body protesting against his fingers.
“Oh shit,” I groan.
“Normani…”
“I'm a virgin Devin,” I say quickly.
“You're a...wait, your father…”
“No. He never touched me. No one ever did. His men tried but if he had one decent bone in his body, that was it.”
“Your scars?”
“Are different. He never touched me sexually. I...I’d rather not talk abo
ut it right now. I'd rather do this,” I say timidly touching his hard length. “Will you...teach me?”
“You haven’t done anything?”
I shake my head, starting to get embarrassed.
“I...I’ve only...kissed someone. I had one boyfriend, but I wasn’t...comfortable enough around him to let it go further.”
He closes his eyes and lets out an exaggerated breath through his nostrils.
“Does that bother you?” I ask timidly.
I hate how small my voice makes me sound.
“Not at all. You amaze me, ya know that? Sit. You first, always,” he says cupping my cheek.
I nod and sit down on the bed and Devin kneels before me, spreading my legs.
“I'm the first man to ever taste this pussy darlin’?”
I nod and gulp, loving the sound of the word pussy dripping from his lips.
“Say it Normani. I need the words. Noddin’ ain't gonna cut it.”
“Yes,” I pant as his fingers run through my folds. I feel myself dripping onto the bedspread and I close my eyes, moaning. “You're the first one to taste my…”
“Pussy.”
I clench around nothing at him saying that word again.
“Pussy,” I whisper.
He smiles and before I can register what's going on, his face is buried between my legs and I swear I'm about to come.
“Devin!”
His lips pumping against my center, licking, sucking, slobbering on me without a rhythm is breathtaking.
His finger hooks into me, searching for that spot, deeper and harder, my tight walls starting to clench. He viciously eats me, not relenting as my walls clench around his finger. I cry out again as he slowly pushes in another finger, wiggling it around to make it fit and I groan.
“If you want my cock soon darlin’, we gotta get you ready.”
“Fuck Devin you...say it again,” I beg.
He laughs against my pussy lips and latches onto my bud as I explode again, one orgasm crashing into the next.
“You're gonna take my cock like a good girl Normani,” he says against my lips.
I reach down, grabbing ahold of his hair and pulling him up to me as I switch spots with him, pushing him down to the bed as I kneel between his legs.
His hard cock is in front of my face and I lean forward giving it a soft lick.
“Tell me what to do,” I whisper against the velvet skin of his length.
“Grip the bottom,” he rasps out.
I wrap my hand around the base of his cock and before he can say another word I bend forward and wrap my mouth around his balls, licking one then the other.
“Fuck darlin’. You don't need me to teach you. That mouth…”
I go back to his hard length and stroke it, bringing the other hand down to cup his balls.
I wrap my lips around the head of him and move my mouth up and down, struggling to take him all the way, gagging on my way down.
“Relax your throat darlin’. Only take what you can, it feels good. So fuckin’ good.”
Devin grabs my hair moving it to the side and holding it gently. He's holding back. The high I got from my orgasms gives me a newfound confidence. I know what I want and it's sitting in front of me with a look of pure hunger.
“Like this?” I say licking his head then pulling back.
“Normani…” he says warningly.
“I want you to...to…”
“What darlin’?”
“Do what you want. Grab my hair, grab my face, take what you want,” I say licking his tip again.
“We'll work up to that I-”
“Fuck. My. Mouth. Devin,” I say slowly.
He growls and stands, taking his hard cock in his hand and guiding it to my mouth. He moves slow, pumping in and out of my mouth but never too deep. I try and grab his ass, pushing him in further but he's stronger.
“Like this,” he says gritting his teeth. “So good Normani.”
I can hear the strain in his voice, and I suck him in further, pushing him to the back of my throat but he pulls out, pumping his release into his hand.
“Ah fuckkk,” he growls.
“Dammit Devin,” I say getting to my feet. “I can come all over your face, but you pull out and come all over your hand! I'm a big girl, I can handle it!”
“I know you can I just...you said slow. I don't wanna be rough with you darlin’,” he says looking at me, compassion in his eye.
He walks over to the nightstand and cleans himself up as I find my jeans and thong and put them back on.
“Fine, but next time you come down my throat dammit,” I say crossing my arms over my chest.
Devin laughs and comes over to me, putting his hands on my shoulders.
“You're somethin’ else darlin’.”
He kisses me and I grab his neck, the taste of my desire on his lips makes me wet again.
“This ain't a hotel. People are lookin’ for y'all,” we hear a voice say from behind the door.
“Oh God,” I say covering my face.
We both walk to the door and see Lacey standing on the other side crossing her arms over her chest.
“Might wanna wash up before you go down Dev, I smell the pussy on your face from here.”
“Lacey!” I admonish.
“She's just jealous because no one's been eating hers, right blondie?”
Nico comes up from behind us and Lacey turns to him, her gaze murderous.
“Oh no? You got GPS on me or somethin'? My pussy’s been very busy thank you very much.”
“Good old Hulk gettin’ the job done?” Nico says with a smile.
“I told you I didn't name it Hulk, dammit. Just because it's green it has nothin’ to do with you!”
“You're right. That only has one speed, we both know I have a lot more than that.”
I see Lacey roll her eyes and Devin and I make our way down the hall to the bathroom laughing. I sit on the counter as he washes his face and we lock eyes in the mirror and that look is back.
Desire.
“For the record, if we were home, I would embrace the pussy on my face smell. Any reminder of you comin’ undone under my touch deserves to stay,” he says whispering in my ear.
“Devin!” I chide.
We walk out of the bathroom holding hands and Devin’s bedroom door is shut. We both eye each other and hear a soft whimper from the other side of the door.
“Those two,” Devin says rolling his eyes.
Chapter 8
Normani
I swear if Devin Gavinwood would have told me to drop to my knees in the back of that church I would have.
That man can wear a fucking suit and I lick my lips as I watch him walk towards me.
“Ready to go darlin’?” he drawls in my ear.
I shiver and nod because I'm afraid if I open my mouth, I'll ask him to take me to the limo and we can fuck our way through the ceremony.
I'm a different woman today. I think I have been since I wrapped my lips around Devin’s cock at his mama's house last night and I can't stop thinking about doing it again.
My dreams last night were all of him. In my mouth, behind me, on top of me, beneath me, inside me...everywhere.
I woke up this morning barely able to catch my breath, in such a sweat that I needed to take a shower and change my sheets before I climbed back into bed and fingered myself until I passed out.
I don't do this. I've never met a man that brought me to this level and the newness of it scares but thrills me.
I link my arm through his and we walk slowly down the aisle, his grip tight, careful not to let me fall in my heels. It could also be my threat that if he did let me fall, I would shove one up his ass.
“As intriguing as a heel up my ass sounded, sorry to disappoint darlin’,” he whispers as we get to the front of the aisle.
I smirk and he kisses my cheek before we part ways.
Our eyes never stray during the ceremony, roaming up and down each other’s
bodies, shamelessly gawking one another. At one point Devin moves his pointer and middle finger up to his lips and sticks his tongue out quickly before moving his hand back to his pocket.
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