Before I even slid my dick in, I reached back and spread her ass cheeks gently with both hands, openin’ her for me the way I loved, and the way she knew I needed. She gasped when the air hit her, and I felt her push back just a lil’, soft and needy, like her body was callin’ me home. The second I guided my dick inside her pussy the warmth wrapped around me so tight it took my breath from my chest. She felt hot and slick and perfect, that warm that made my forehead drop to her shoulder while a low sound slipped out of me.
“God, Toni,” I breathed against her skin, my voice shakin’ ‘cause she felt too good, too much and too damn right. “Baby, you warm as hell. You feel like you made for me.”
I pulled her hips back into me, buryin’ my dick deeper while my palms stayed cupped around her ass, still holdin’ her open and still takin’ in the sight of her lettin’ me in like this. She melted against me and her lil’ sounds made somethin’ in my chest open up the same way her body did. I rocked my hips slow, lettin’ the heat of her pull everything out of me that I had been holdin’ in for weeks.
“I needed this,” I whispered into her neck, my voice raw and thick. “I needed you. I swear nobody feel like you.”
She trembled under me, her back archin’, and I held her tighter, slidin’ deeper with each controlled roll of my hips. The warmth of her kept pullin’ sounds out my throat that I couldn’t hide, and I ain’t care. She had me exposed in a way nobody else could. My heart felt heavy, my mind felt soft, and all I wanted was to stay inside her and love her slow.
“You mine,” I whispered again, more vulnerable this time, more real than I ever admitted out loud. “You my peace. You my headache. You my whole heart, Toni. I don’t ever wanna losethis. I don’t ever wanna lose you. I’m sorry for how I hurt you, baby.”
And the way she squeezed that pussy around me told me she heard every word. It told me she felt me just as deep as I was givin’ it.
She reached back for me, her fingers grabbin’ my arm like she needed to feel me. That shit did somethin’ to my mind. I kissed her shoulder, her jaw and the side of her face, murmurin’ her name.
“That’s my wife,” I said softly. “Right here. With me.”
The way I said it made her breath stutter. She tried to hold onto that anger, but her body told the truth before her mouth ever could. Her hands slid up my forearms, grippin’ me tight while I pushed deeper inside her. She pushed back into me like she couldn’t help it, her hips meetin’ my strokes, and her voice breakin’ into these soft, frustrated moans that told me she wanted to stay mad but she wanted me even more.
“Kay’Lo,” she whispered, her voice shakin’ as she felt me open her up more. “Baby, why you do me like this? You know I love you.”
Hearin’ that made me crack. I moved deeper, pressin’ my stomach to her back, wrappin’ my arm around her waist, holding her closer to me. She gasped when I hit that spot inside her, the one only I knew, and her body tightened around my dick in a way that told me she was right on the edge again.
“I got you,” I murmured against her ear. “Just let me love you, mama.”
Her head fell back on my shoulder as she moaned, her voice full of need and pain and love all tangled together. She turned her face into my arm, kissin’ me there, bitin’ me soft, her nails draggin’ up my arms ‘cause the pleasure was hittin’ her too hard.
“You feel so good,” she whispered, her words tumblin’ out in a rush she couldn’t control. “I hate you. I swear I hate how good you feel.”
“That’s alright,” I whispered, rockin’ into her deeper, holdin’ her tighter. “You can hate me. I know you love me too.”
She tried to answer but her breath broke instead, her body pushin’ back against mine. She met my thrusts with her own rhythm, her hips tremblin’ as the pleasure took over. Every time I slid into her, she made a sound that felt like a confession.
“I love you, Toni,” I whispered into her shoulder, my voice low and torn.
Her pussy clenched around me so tight it dragged a groan out of my chest. She reached back and grabbed the side of my face, and before I knew it, I was on top of her, pullin’ her into a kiss so messy and emotional it almost made my knees buckle. She kissed me like she wanted to fight me and keep me forever all at once.
“I love you,” she whispered into my mouth, her voice breakin’. “I love you so bad.”
When she finally broke, her body went loose against mine, all that built up frustration pourin’ out of her in one honest moment. I stayed right there with her, my dick deep in her, holdin’ her through it.
And even after she came, I ain’t let her go. I wrapped my arms around her, kissed her shoulder, kissed her neck, and whispered, “I’m right here, baby. No matter what we go through, I’m not goin’ nowhere,” while I kept lovin’ her slow, deep, and emotional the way only I ever could.
I knew sex didn’t erase the shit we’d been arguin’ about. I knew tomorrow we’d still have words to exchange and lines to straighten out, but tonight wasn’t about fixin’ everything.
Tonight was about feelin’ my wife’s heartbeat under my palm and knowin’ she was still mine and still here.
“I just needed you tonight,” I admitted low.
She ain’t say nothin’. She just curled back into me, her hand coverin’ mine like she was claimin’ me too.
And for now, that shit was everything.
Meridian Estates in Nzuri Hall
For days, me and Kay’Lo mama had been talkin’ like we been knowin’ each other longer than we really had. At first it was just check in calls, and quick lil’ conversations that turned into long ones before I even realized how much time passed. I would call her with my heart already beatin’ fast, ‘cause I ain’t know if I was oversteppin’ or bein’ dramatic, and every time she answered the phone she made me feel like I wasn’t crazy for worryin’ about my husband the way I was.
I ain’t even wanna call her at first if I’m bein’ real. Then, I knew how Kay’Lo daddy felt about me and even though he never said he hate my damn guts directly to my face, I could feel it in the way he moved, and the way his energy shifted when I walked into a room. That shit hurt more than I ever admitted out loud,but I wasn’t callin’ him anyway. I needed help and I needed someone who loved my husband enough to hear me without judgment, and somethin’ in my spirit kept pushin’ me toward his mama.
