15. God's Way

                                    

                                          
I shut the hotel room door behind me and walked towards the bedroom. The room was quiet with the soft ambiance of light rain, the same way I had left it when I left out this morning.
I quietly sat the food from the dining area onto the small counter and removed my shoes.
It's been real Detroit.
After my little walk this morning, I came to the conclusion that Ariana was right, it was time to move on. While I wasn't sure if Cali was my preferred choice, it was better than nothing. After all these years I've spent down here, I've made a lot of memories and connections, some good and bad, but now I wanted more with my life. And what I wanted, Detroit couldn't give me. So my time here was up.
"Hm?" Ariana mumbled as she felt me lay beside her in bed.
I adjusted her bonnet, "Why you not up love?"
With her eyes closed, she asked me what time it was and I told her it was going on 9 in the morning. She responded with a wave of her hand but really she wanted me to get the fuck out of her face.
"I got you some breakfast. They had them blueberry muffins you like,"
"Okay," She dozed off.
"Ari,"
"Whaaat," She whined.
"Get up ma, we gotta pack and shit. And if you still wanted to go to that bakery, you need to get up,"
"We don't have to be at the airport until 4 and mama won't be ready until after 12." 
Not listening to what she had to say, I pushed her legs apart and slowly placed my index finger inside her.
"Wait, wait," Her eyes shot open, "I'm up."
"Me too," I continued to move my finger in and out at a slow and steady pace, "What I told you about sleepin' like that?"
Before she could respond with some bullshit, I replaced my finger with my tongue, getting a good grip on her thighs as my tongue slowly moved up and down her slit.
She ran her fingers through my hair as she closed her eyes and shook her head. 
"S-stop," She whined.
Did I listen? No. Her pussy had been really sensitive lately and just my touch alone had her squirming. She moved louder as I pushed my tongue deeper, trying to get a feel of that warm mushy sensation. Just the way she responded to me drove me insane. Her body had missed me in more ways than one and I was beyond grateful for that. 
I grazed around her clit in circular motions and flatten my tongue completely. I repeated that a few times, flicking my tongue every so often. Her chest heaved up and down as I licked, slurped, and kissed every inch of this girl. 
Not being able to take it anymore, she pulled my head up and rolled her eyes at me.
"What?" I kissed her stomach.
"You know what," She pushed me away from her and sat up in the bed.
"Pussy good as fuck," I teased, "Come here,"
I watched her hop off the bed and head into the shower. I chuckled and grabbed the breakfast tray off the counter. After damn near 45 minutes, Ari walked into the bedroom with her hair drenched and the hotel towel wrapped around her body. 
I stared at her for a few minutes.
"You okay?" She looked at me.
"Nothin', you just look a lil different."
She frowned and looked down at her feet, "You trying to call me fat?"
I laughed, "No, you just glowin'. Do you want this food or not? I done ate most of it fuckin' witcho ass."