Keelan never asked about his father, and I never brought him up. He was thriving, well-adjusted, and loved. That was all I cared about.
When I finished Graham’s hair, I nursed Keelani, and Graham put her to bed. He met me in the shower with a smile and a hard dick.
“Get away from me with that thing,” I told him.
“You don’t mean that. C’mere, baby.”
As soon as we were close enough, he picked me up, pressed me against the cold shower wall, and covered my mouth with his. With my legs wrapped tightly around his waist, we kissed like teenagers in heat. The more his dick rubbed against my spot, the slicker it got. Eventually, it slipped inside with no effort of our own.
“Mmm, shit,” I moaned as he filled me to the brim.
“Damn, baby. She’s always so wet for me. I love that shit.”
He bent his knees low, and his strokes deepened each time. His hands cupped each of my breasts, and he alternated licking and sucking each one. I told him a thousand times that my breasts were off-limits, but he didn’t give a damn about stealing Keelani’s milk.
“I love you so much, Graham. I’m about to cum, baby.”
My pussy tightened around his dick as I reached my climax.
“I love you, too, baby. Happy Anniversary.”
Without warning, his dick began to pulse, and he filled me with his seeds.
“You were supposed to pull out,”Naryah fussed, throwing a pillow at me.
“Baby, you know my pull-out game is weak as hell. Don’t act like that’s something I’ve ever promised you.”
“Yeah, whatever. If I’m pregnant?—”
“Whatchu gon’ do besides have my baby?”
We got into bed, and I pulled her close to me and buried my nose in her neck.
“You’re lucky I love you.”
She was pretending to be mad, but I knew better.
“I agree, I am lucky you love me. I’m the luckiest man in the world because my wife is the finest and the best mother of them all.”
Her back was against my chest, and she turned around to face me.
“Aww, baby. You’re always so sweet.”
“You bring out this side of me because I love you so fucking much, girl. When you finally accepted that you were my woman, I wanted to find the highest mountain top and shout for joy.”
“See, this is why my pussy is always wet. You’re always saying shit like that.”
“You want me to stop?”
“Hell, no.”
Naryah, Keelan, Keelani, and Que were my world. I didn’t start living until they came into my life. The past year showed me what true happiness felt like, and I was glad I waited on God to show me who I was meant to be with.
If I hadn’t gotten shot, I wouldn’t have retired for at least five more years. God wanted something different for me, and I was glad I wasn’t too stubborn to take heed. I didn’t realize how much I missed being a twenty-minute drive from my family, and I was blessed enough to start my own.
A Different Breed Boxing Studiotook off immediately. We offered classes for men, women, and children, as well as mentoring for boys and girls ages ten to eighteen. As much as I loved being a police officer, a part of me wished I hadn’t waited so long to realize this dream.
Being a husband, father, and business owner fulfilled my life in ways I hadn’t imagined. Naryah was truly my soulmate, sent to me by God, and although Keelan and I didn’t share the same DNA, I was raising him with the same values my father instilled in my brother and me.
