He avoided my eyes as he looked around the backyard. Johnni smirked right along with Quincey before she gasped.
“Oh my gosh, BK. You had a plan, it just didn’t include breaking up, huh? Damn, now I owe not only Hollis money but this husband of mine too.” I was lost until Burkeley finally put his gaze back on me.
“I told you that man had it bad at the bonfire, Josie,” Quincey teased, making Johnni kiss her teeth while I sat there waiting on Burkeley to fill me in on this extra detail of the arrangement I’d gotten left out of.
“Baby, the only plan I had was to make you fall as deeply as I had already had and keep you with me forever. I kept telling you I wanted you. I meant from the first time I saw you in that parking garage and again in BJ’s that night crying over a fuck nigga who didn’t then, and still doesn’t deserve any claim to the baby you’re carrying. M&M, you’ve been mine from the moment you showed up on my porch presenting me with the same arrangement you called me crazy about. I knew I had a chance and damn sure wasn’t about to end a fucking thing but faking my love for you.”
Burkeley put my hand on his chest, on his heart as it pumped strongly.
“You’re the only person besides our baby who has ever made it pump with life. Y’all are all I ever need to keep going, M&M. I love you, forever.”
“I love you too.”
We got quiet for a minute. still lost in us, until Johnni’s voice broke our moment.
“That’s nice and all, and I promise we love y’all, but dessert time is over. Me and my husband have plans, so you don’t have to go home…”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, we’re leaving,” I said, lifting off Burkeley so he could get us both up.
Chapter
Twenty-Nine
Burkeley
I held onto her hips while I bounced her up and down on my dick with my eyes fixated on her swollen titties as they danced in my face. Even with all the bullshit from Thanksgiving, this moment right now was worth it all. Once we left Johnni and Quincey’s house, I ended up getting us a room for the night at The Metropolitan to avoid unwanted house guests I was sure were waiting for us.
Naw, I’d meant what I said. No one was ruining what McKay and I had built, especially not on our first Thanksgiving together.
“Ooh, daddy, I love when you’re all in me, filling me up,” she panted as her nails clawed at my chest.
“You keep talking like that and you gon’ leave the hospital pregnant, M&M,” I grunted as I thrust upward and came inside her. She smirked and sat there while I continued to release.
“I swear I’ma start making you either pull out or wrap the fuck up. That’s your second time threatening to leave something marinating inside me, BK.” I slapped her ass before I rolled us over and I slid out of her, smirking.
Letting myself marinate.
“Now why are you trying to stop God’s plan for our lives? If you’re meant to have all four of my kids, then that’s His will. I’m simply following His purpose for my life.”
“Four! BK, you’ve got a good one more and that’s it.”
“Three, final offer,” I said, now circling my tongue around her hardened nipple.
“Agh, yeah you must be crazy if you’re actually sitting here trying to…trying…shit. Mmm… Daddy.” McKay barely got the words out as my dick slipped back inside her, giving lazy ass strokes, doing enough to have her eyes rolling back.
“How about we make a bet?”
“Uh uhn, I’ma lose. No bets on my pussy,” she whined and I ignored her.
“The number of times I can make this pussy come is the number of babies you’re going to give me.”
“No,” she cried, already on the verge of cumming.
I smirked. “That’s one. And not including our first.”
“No, daddyyy. That’s not fair.”
The second one came right behind.
