Limey goodness along with a healthy dose of lemon. Enjoy!

Chapter 8

Steele

I don't think I've ever seen a woman melt like that. She's so tasty! And loud! If I had any doubts about my sexual technique, I would have been handed a nice ego boost last night. She cried out like only I could satisfy her. Setting aside these pleasant memories as they were making me horny, I continued stroking her cheek, memorizing her beloved face. Last night hadn't been in my plans for this timid virgin. I'd been happy with our progress as a couple. Now that I knew how delicious she was, I would need to order one of the sound suppressor necklaces that we sold back home. Express shipping. Otherwise, my cousins might be up in my space investigating a murder! I had no idea that she could hit some of those notes!

"What are you thinking about?" Sheeba asked quietly, nuzzling my chest. I hugged her close, feeling content.

"You," I said after a while. "How I'm going to contain those sweet gasping moans of yours when I take you." It was so cute how she squeaked and hid her face in my chest. "You're too loud, Babygirl! You enjoy our time together too much and I love you for it. One of my sound suppressors should solve the problem nicely, but that means I'm gonna have to hold off on eating you out for a few days until it gets here." I lifted her face out of my pecs. "Now that means you're going to have to stop tempting me with this lovely body of yours, understand?" Her smile was like sunshine as she hugged me. "Good girl. Now, let's see about cleaning up after ourselves. My cousins arrive in a few hours. That should give me a chance to give your beautiful pussy a nice, long 'see you soon'."

Another of those sweet little squeaks and she jumped up, throwing off the blankets and running for the stairs. I caught up with her near the top stair and spent the next few hours proving that I'm a man of my word. Her yelps and gasping pleas had me working on her juicy center like a champion. I worked her over like I'd been doing it all our lives. Then I hustled her gibbering, sated form into the shower and got her sheets and blankets into the washing machine. It took time to get to the airport. Luckily for us, it also took time to get through customs.

Our cousin Sherrod was the first out the gate, followed by my brothers Seth and Westley. I dapped them, introduced them to my baby, and we were off to the hospital.

"How was your date?" Westley asked once the luggage was loaded in the car. "Old Man Sim called." He was cheesing, they all were. Before I could go up in his gums, Sheeba answered for me.

"It was wonderful. I've never been on a date before. He told me to a pub and we talked for hours. Then we went to a club. Your boy got some serious moves! I could barely keep up with him. Then we came home. We lounged around the house this morning, washed the blankets for y'all rooms, and now here we are."

"Oh, don't give me that sanitized bullshit, girl. We want deets! What did y'all talk about?" Sheeba laughed before answering.

"Mostly about his life back in Connecticut," she answered guilelessly. I was impressed. You would never guess that she'd spent the last 12 hours or so singing her special songs just for me. "My father has 7 brothers and sisters, and the majority of them have 5 kids. But we're kind of the black sheep of the family, so we don't spend a lot of time with them. This whole '30 cousins and we're all close' thing is fascinating to me."

"Fascinating," Sherrod chuckled. "You using them Vulcan words and shit." The rest of the ride was filled with Star Trek talk. Sheeba had told me at one point that she was a Trekkie and enjoyed the original Star Wars trilogy, so it was a lively discussion.

"Star Trek is the superior series. All Lucas can do is tell the same three stories over and over."

"Westley! Boy, I will put you out this car if you don't stop knocking Star Wars. They both have their faults. Yes, Star Wars is repetitive. But Star Trek goes to weird places and can't keep its canon straight from series to series. Neither one is perfect. I mean, have you seen the original Star Trek?" Everyone burst out laughing at that. The talk/argument kept going as the evening progressed; hell, even Simeon got in on it and he wasn't a sci-fi fan!

Freda walked by the room and looked in. "What? No love for Babylon 5?" Sheeba's entire face lit up like Christmas as she turned to her friend and coworker.

"Oh, my gosh! I thought I was the only nerd who remembered that show!"

"Who can forget Mr. Garibaldi?" she said as if it were sacrilege. They laughed and launched into their own conversation about this show that none of us had ever heard of. They talked until Freda's intercom buzzed.

"Damn! That's my time. But now that I know you like the series, we definitely have to get together and watch it. Girl, I didn't know you were a sci-fi nerd! Why didn't you ever say anything?

"No one ever asked," she shrugged with a smile. "When's your next day off? I could really go for some B5 action! I actually have all the DVDs, but I never get a chance to watch them." The two quickly arranged a time in a week and a half in the middle of the day before the nurse had to run off. Then my girl had the nerve to look all shocked and defensive when she finally turned her attention back to us.

"What? I've never met anyone else who remembers Babylon 5! My mom was obsessed with that show and others like it. Shows like Gene Roddenberry's Andromeda, Farscape, and Stargate SG-1. I remember them and how interesting their takes on humanity were. Hell, we went through Hercules and Xena: Warrior Princess and even the Buffy the Vampire Slayer Series. Science Fiction has always been my genre of choice."

"That much is obvious," Simeon laughed. "You should talk to cousin Tee or Walter about that sometime."

"Yeah," Sherrod agreed. "Those two are the sci-fi nuts of the family."

"Can't wait to meet them," she said sweetly. The next eight days went smoothly. Westley and Seth and I managed to behave ourselves for the most part. Sheeba only had to pull out her 'Mom voice' twice, before they got the message to stop roughhousing. She was so accommodating that it was like she was a part of the family. I loved listening to her vibe with my people.

The sound suppressor necklace I'd had my staff order for me arrived the night before they shipped out. I decided to put it to the test, feeling reckless since I'd been jonesing for her body for days. It worked perfectly; she seemed re-sensitized to my mouth and screamed often as she leaked for me. I happily partook, greedy for her after just a few short days. What would I do when we separated for good and I could no longer taste her on the daily? The question had me licking furiously at her pussy, committing her taste and texture to memory.

The towels we'd placed over the quilt were perfect for our activities. They were soaked by the time we were finished, but we didn't have to relocate like that first time. And it was sweet watching her blush so completely anytime she came close to me the next morning.

"Who's coming next?" she asked absently as she pulled her ham and cheese quiches from the oven. The scent of it had us all salivating like a bunch of junkyard dogs. That food wasn't long for this world.

"Tony, Tee, and Travis," Seth told her. "Where'd you learn to cook like that?"

"My mom and dad can both cook on the fly. I need recipes. Fortunately for me, recipes are easy enough to find on the Internet. But taste it before you compliment me. It might taste like crap."

"I'll take that bet," Sherrod laughed, pulling out plates and a pizza slicer to divide up the food. Sherrod didn't play when it came to food.

"Save the third one for Simeon. He might go down y'all throats for some otherwise."

"Wait. How come he gets a full quiche and we only get half?" Westley whined even as he accepted his food.

"Because he needs the nutrition," Sheeba said patiently, digging into her breakfast. We all followed suit and savored the delicious food. We were all eyeing Simeon's quiche as we ate. She finally rolled her eyes and grabbed the slicer.

"Simeon still needs something to eat," she said as she divided the third quiche into quarters. We ate that shit with the quickness.

"Y'all can get him some Tim's," Seth shrugged, referring to the popular food chain, Tim Hortons. "He likes their sandwiches, right?" Sheeba laughed at that.

"That he does. But he should have had a taste of the quiche," she sighed. "I don't have time to make him another one before I have to work."

"I'll tell you a secret. OS can't miss what he don't know about. Y'all will be home for two days alone. Make him one then." We all fell out laughing at this plan, then got ready to take them to the airport. Things went well with Anthony, Tonian, and Travis' visit the next week. The only thing of significance was that visit from her coworker to watch Babylon 5. They watched the first six episodes in one afternoon, and I have to say it was a great series. They agreed to meet up again in four days to watch more. Syncing up nursing schedules was hard due to their crazy schedules.

"You might as well have been negotiating for world peace, Babygirl. I've never seen such a complicated-"

"Scheduling is the killer of adult fun," she said forcefully as she dried the dishes I was washing. "It's what ends D and D campaigns faster than drama."

"How would you know?" She only stared at me until I looked away. "How many Dungeons and Dragons campaigns have you been in that ended because of scheduling conflicts?"

"One is more than enough. But try four over the years. They were good campaigns too. I was sad to see them end."

"Are you part of a campaign now?" Tee jumped into the conversation.

"Yes, actually, Tonian," she grinned mischievously. Tee looked surprised at the use of his full name. "I joined an online group roughly three years ago and broke off from the main group with a bunch of the players. We play about once a month with all our different schedules, but it's better than no D and D. I'd love to hang out with them IRL someday."

"Hold up. You mean to tell me that you're gaming with a bunch of internet strangers?"

"Pretty much," she quipped as we finished the dishes. "I live quite a charmed life. Mostly because Jesus walks with me. I'm getting to meet and know all my boyfriend's cousins a little at a time for instance."

"What's so 'charmed' about that?" Travis cut in. "We're paying to be here."

"I ain't seen no money yet," she shrugged. "And I consider myself charmed because I'm hosting a bunch of good men who haven't tried to rob or rape me in my own house. Most of the people who rent houses don't live with their guests. I feel very fortunate to be able to share in the lives of Simeon and his people." The guys suddenly looked uncomfortable and I couldn't blame them. Not only were we not used to such high praise, but we hadn't paid this kind stranger a cent, and yet she was working with us as if all was well. It had been roughly two and a half weeks since we'd invaded her life and she was treating it as if she did this every day.

"I'm off to bed, guys. I have to get up early for my day shift. I can take y'all with me first thing, but you'll probably be more comfortable if I bring y'all up after my shift. Five o'clock comes early after all. Good night." She kissed my cheek sweetly before waving at my cousins and heading up to bed.

"Damn! I forgot all about payment," Anthony said once she was out of earshot. "How we gon do this?"

"Pay Pal," Tee shrugged. "We ought to gather the money in one account and email it to her. You wanna do the honors, cuz?" he asked me. I nodded and we spent the next hour working with our other cousins to arrange all this. We had to pay in installments since there was a limit to the amount of money we could send her at one time. It was worth it to see her expressive brown eyes light up the next morning when she checked her email.

"I… I didn't expect…"

"You been real good to us and we all feel you deserve it, Babygirl," I hugged her as we talked.

"But it's over four thousand dollars with the exchange rate," she finally gasped in awe. "I only asked for $1500 Canadian."

"We really like you," I said casually, lifting her face to mine for a deep kiss. Her alarm went off for her to leave the house. My girlfriend had alarms for everything, especially on day shifts since they were so early. She packed up quickly and we hit the road.

"Who's coming next?" I asked Old Man Sim around midday. He was eating his food and talking to his girl on the phone. Sheeba had loaned him her mini laptop with a bunch of DVDs to watch when we weren't around to entertain him. This was just one of the reasons why we paid her so much. It felt like we'd known shorti for months or years rather than weeks.

"You ain't gonna believe this, but Taylor is bringing Grandma Vern with Lee." I choked as Simeon started laughing. "Seriously. Grandma already bought her ticket."

"Grandma doesn't travel," I yelled, unable to help myself.

"Well, she does now," OS laughed. "I think she's sick of hearing about your girl second and third hand and has decided to meet her face to face. Hell, a lot of the Aunties and the wives want to meet her. Choyce was very impressed by her." I was reeling from the news. Renee Vern Mason hadn't even visited her son all the years he was in Las Vegas with the triplets. Why would she suddenly decide to take a trip across to another country? I pondered this new development until Sheeba got off work at 3:15 pm. She came to the room looking tired, and I was quick to give her a hug.

"Man, what a shift! It wasn't even one thing that went wrong. Just a series of little things that added up to huge amounts of time all shift. It was infuriating!" The exhausted nurse sighed. "Oh well. Do you want to stay here and keep Simeon company while I bring your cousins?" Simeon smiled at her thoughtfully.

"Nah, Babygirl. You look like you could use some quality time with your man. Why don't y'all catch a movie or something before bringing the cousins? They'll understand." She blushed prettily at the suggestion and I realized that I'd been neglecting our relationship a little bit in favor of entertaining my family. Treating her like a glorified chauffeur with benefits. We hadn't been on another date since before Tee and them were here. I missed it being just the two of us.

"Let's go," I told her firmly, smiling guiltily at her adorable little squeal of excitement. She bounced her way back to her locker room and down to the car. We drove down and across the street to the movie theater. After purchasing the tickets and the food, we made our way to the theater where our movie was showing. It was no problem getting to our seats; the previews were still playing. We ate and critiqued the coming attractions. Then the movie started. And don't get me wrong; it was really good. But all I could think about was the fact that we were in a dark theater practically alone. There was one other couple in the theater and they were down in the center seats. We were in the top right corner; farthest from the exit. I'd just finished eating and I was suddenly starving for her.

Knowing that she would never let me eat her out in the middle of the theater, my horny brain came up with another solution. She was surprised when I turned on her necklace, but didn't protest. Then my hand was in her lap. She pushed me away at first, her blush evident even in the dim lighting. But after a few minutes, she swallowed dryly and opened her legs for me. No way was I going to bare her beautiful body in the middle of the theater, but I had fun teasing her delicate folds with my hand in her scrub pants and underwear. She tried to pretend that she was only interested in the movie, that I wasn't arousing her with my fingers strumming her clit. But the ample moisture in her panties told me that I was doing something right. By the time the final confrontation started an hour and a half later, she was rolling her hips against my hand, gasping continuously as I licked her hard nipples through her scrub top. It was fun feeling her desperate squirming in my hand; hearing her gasp and moan my name as she came for me.

Gloria was never like that. But then again, Gloria didn't love me. I saw that clearly now. She just wanted me there as a crutch in case she got lonely or was between boyfriends. I was the spare. I was the sure bet that she didn't have to work for. But, like Sheeba said, I was just a kid and didn't know any better. I was better now, wiser now. And I could forgive that hopeless boy whose only crime had been trusting his heart to the wrong person.

She gasped her fulfillment and went limp against her seat just as the lights came up. I came out of her pants, my hand glistening with her essence. Tasting her, I groaned, wondering how the hell I was going to control myself around my cousins until I could get her alone. I deactivated her necklace and caressed her cheek with my dry hand.

"It's time to go, baby," I whispered in her ear, delighted at her shudder of pleasure as I deactivated her necklace. She opened her eyes and smiled at me adoringly, making me feel like a king. When she sat up and saw the credits rolling, she frowned.

"You're paying for the movie next time," she pouted.

"What?" I blinked.

"You owe me a movie! I've never fallen asleep or spaced out during a movie before. But thanks to you, I have absolutely no idea what happened in the film. I barely know the plot! I don't know if it was a good movie or not! I can't tell anyone I saw this stupid movie because they'd expect an opinion from me. I'm having a hard time remembering what the fucking movie was called! And it's all your fault," she growled at me. My cheesing was clearly pissing her off more. Sheeba was great to have around for an ego boost. "I didn't expect you to do… that… to me here. So, yeah, you owe me a movie," she finished lamely. I just kissed her soundly and led her out of the theater. We cleaned up in the bathrooms before heading out to pick up the cousins. So, of course, when we got through the rush hour traffic, Tee, Tony, and Travis were nowhere to be found. It had taken us a half-hour to get to her spot in the heavy traffic, so I was feeling some type of way when I called Tee to find out what the fuck was up.

"We came to pick y'all up to visit Simeon. What the hell is up?"

"Relax, cuz, we got you! We talked about it and decided you've been acting all hormonal because you need some quality time with your girl. We won't be back till late by Uber so we can get to the airport, so just relax and take care of your business. Sheeba needs a break and you need some release. So, go for it!" he hung up before I could respond, cackling as the line disconnected. She called my name and I looked up. I was zoning out.

"What's the matter, Babygirl?"

"I could ask you the same question. What happened to the guys? Where are they? As far as I can see, all their things are packed. Where are they?" I smiled at her, deciding what we were going to do tonight. My lady was too stressed. She needed to unwind and I knew just how to help.

"The guys caught an Uber to the hospital. They'll be back late, so we're not to wait up for them. Come with me," I smiled at her again, grabbing her hand and leading her up the stairs. Once we were in her room, I started undressing her.

"What are you doing?" she asked nervously. She was always very self-conscious about undressing in front of me. I found her adorable just the way she was, but already her workouts were helping her out. She wasn't breathing as hard at the top of the stairs.

"I'm about to bathe my lady by candlelight," I told her gently. "I can't do that unless you're out of these wet clothes." She stopped trying to stop me and let me uncover her after that. Sheeba didn't understand. It wasn't her outside that I cared about so much as her personality. My generous lady was supporting my family just because she could. That's who I wanted to make love to if she'd let me. If not, I was in no rush. I was just enjoying having her as she was. I showered with her, giving her an erotic wipe-down that had her creaming herself. Once she was relaxed against me, I ran her a bath, complete with baby oil, and lit some candles. The tub was nowhere near big enough for the two of us, but I was content to pour hot water on her while her Slow & Sexy playlist played and soft candlelight illuminated her rich sienna skin. I leaned over the edge of the tub to possess her tongue, my fingers finding her juicy center with no trouble. I didn't stop until the water cooled to lukewarm and she was dripping her nectar for me.

After that, I dried her off and carried her to the bed, where I partook of her at last. Tee called me hormonal and I guess it was true. I got cranky when I didn't get to suckle my woman to ecstasy a couple of times a week. Her taste was exquisite. And her cries of passion were even better, closing that gaping hole in my heart that my old girlfriend had left behind. She didn't even realize how her love was healing me! I was in awe of her, picking up my tongue's pace. I gave her a thorough tongue-lashing until her poor body couldn't take it anymore and she passed out. After that, I used the towels to clean her again and got us under the covers to sleep. We never even heard them niggas come in that night.