I guided her back against the tile wall, the cool surface a contrast to the heat building between us. My mouth lowered, sucking at her throat, then breasts, tongue circling one nipple ’til it hardened under my attention. Wren arched, a soft moanescaped, “Mmhmm,” as my teeth grazed the sensitive peak, my hand sliding between her thighs. My fingers parted her folds, finding her clit and rubbing slow circles, coaxing slickness from her core despite the emotional weight.
“I’m all you need,” I whispered against her skin, dropping to my knees. Water streamed over my shoulders as I hooked one of her legs over my arm, exposing her pussy to my gaze. My tongued delved in, lapping at her entrance, then flicking up to her clit with deliberate strokes. Wren’s hand gently massaged my head, hips bucking as pleasure sparked through the fog of her feelings. I sucked gently, humming vibration against her, my free hand kneading her ass to hold her steady.
She gasped, the tension uncoiling as I ate her pussy with focused devotion, tongue thrusting inside her before returning to swirl around her swollen nub. Her thighs trembled, the earlier hurt fading under waves of building ecstasy. I rose then, my dick hard against her belly, and lifted her leg higher, aligning myself. With a slow push, I entered her, inch by inch, stretching her walls ’til I was buried deep.
Wren clung to me, nails digging into my back as I thrusted—gentle at first, rolling my hips to grind against her clit with each slide. The water slicked our bodies, easing the friction as I fucked her steadily, my mouth claiming hers in a deep passionate kiss. My dick dragged along her sensitive spots, hitting that angle that made her whimper.
I braced one hand against the wall, the other supporting her thigh, pounding deeper, the slap of wet skin echoing in the shower. Wren’s pussy clenched around me, arousal coating my dick as she chased the release I offered. My thumb found her clit again, rubbing with my thrusts, pushing her higher. “Oh my God!” she climaxed with a cry, body shuddering against me, inner muscles pulsing as bliss washed away the remnants of her distress.
I followed soon after, groaning into her neck as I pulled out, stroking my dick to spill the cum across her stomach, mixing with the water. We stayed locked together, breaths mingling under the spray, my arms holding her close ’til the world outside felt distant.
Wren
A WEEK LATER
Things had been trying to simmer down after the incident at the gender reveal. I honestly didn’t think that things were gon’ end that way. My heart truly wish that things would’ve ended differently.
Ever since then, I’ve been tossing myself into book after book, trying my best to escape reality. I didn’t want to know what was going on around me. My nervous system has been shot. I’ve been waiting to get the news that my daddy was dead.
Today, I was sitting at Honey & Steam with my face deep in Theresa Reese’s ‘A Menace’s Blessing II’. I needed an escape from everything and everyone around me. I’d told Maniac that I had to work today and have spent my entire day here with my phone on DND of course.
Ever since I started dealing with Maniac, my phone hasn’t been on do not disturb as often, but I feel like it’s time that I get back to myself. It’s the only way that I’m gon’ survive in this new life of mine.
Once I finished the book, I closed it and took a sip from my water. The door chimed and a woman entered the building witha teenager not too far behind her. They stepped to the counter and the woman asked, “Can you point me in the direction of the restroom?”
The barista pointed toward the bathroom and they headed in that direction. I gathered my things, sliding my book into my tote and got up from my spot. Folding my throw blanket, I took my cup back up to the counter. “Leaving?” the barista asked with a warm smile.
“Yup. I’ve been hiding long enough. Thanks.” I handed her the cup and turned for the door just as it opened again. Two males that look to be nineteen or twenty walked in with Daddy not too far behind them. They looked back at him and laughed before turning back around. Daddy’s stride halted when he noticed me standing there.
Ever since the incident at the gender reveal, he hasn’t reached out or anything. It’s as if he was content with the decision. I should’ve known better when he up and left me and Tyree. We went damn near our entire lives, thinking this man was dead.
“Dad?” one of the boys called out and my mouth hit the floor.
“Dad?” My head cocked to the side as I approached them. The boys’ eyes wandered my frame. They looked from me and then Daddy, probably piecing together in their head what was happening here.
“These your kids?” I asked him, hugging my throw blanket tightly for security.
“Who is this?” one of the boys asked him.
“John, did you order it already?” a woman’s voice came from behind me. When I turned around, it was the woman that I’d seen earlier enter the bathroom with the teenager.
Everything processed quickly. “Ah, I see what’s happening here. You abandoned us to go out there and make you a newfamily. That’s what really happened. That’s why you disappeared and ain’t bother to come back.”
The woman stepped around me and stopped at Daddy’s side. “What is she talking about, John?”
“I’ll tell you exactly what I’m talking about. Hi, my name is Wren Sloane and I’m this sleezy son of a bitch’s first daughter. The one he abandoned to make a family with you. Let’s hope he doesn’t abandon y’all to make another family. Move.” I shoved in between them and exited the coffee shop.
Tears cascaded my cheeks as I made my way to the car. Hitting the fob, I got in and sat in the driver’s seat, not able to move from this spot. That right there was it for me. He’d gone out and made him another family and kept them a secret.
Removing my phone from DND, I dialed Maniac’s number and placed the phone on the Bluetooth. It rang a couple of times before he finally picked up.
“I’m sitting here waiting for yo’ ass with this paddle. You ain’t go to no fucking work.”
“He-he got another family,” I barely managed to get out through the tears.
“Who?”
“Daddy. I just ran into him with his other family. He has another daughter and two twin boys. That’s why he didn’t care about losing Tyree; he’d already replaced us.” A piercing pain thumped in my chest.
