“You fucking weirdo,” I tease. “Nah. This was just for you. I gave you my word.”
“I appreciate that. But your dick is hard, and it’s still in me, so you might as well.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah. But only because I enjoy it, too.”
“I can do that. I’d do anything for you. You know that.”
“I do.” I take his hand and place it on my lower stomach. “It’s hard now. You feel it?”
“Yeah.”
“Your fucking baby is growing.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too. With my entire soul.”
Alright, enough talking.
I fuck her from the bottom, chasing my nut.
“Do you know I can’t let you go?" I tell her. "I couldn't give you up if I wanted to.”
She fucks me back, meeting me stroke for stroke. I grip her hips and stare into her eyes. “I’m addicted to you. You’re the only vice I got. You're pussy is a fucking bad habit, but it feels so damn good.”
With that truth told, I give her what she asked for, nutting long and hard inside her.
And then I think maybe we'll be okay after all.
39
Ace
Me and Titus get all the way to the last hole before I spill my damn guts.
I guess I can't hold water either.
“Alright, if I tell you this, you gotta promise—“
“I won’t tell anybody," he cuts in. "You already know."
“That ain’t what I was gonna say.”
“Oh, my bad.” He chuckles. "Got ahead of myself."
“You gotta promise me that you won’t remember this forever and hold it against her.”
His face relaxes in recognition. “Oh, this is about Raya.”
“Yeah. And I’m telling you because you’ve never been the judging type.”
“Aw, shit. What happened?”
I take a deep breath and blow it out slow. “We went to marriage counseling.”
He looks down at his watch. “Already?”
