“I’m going to miss them when I discharge them. They are the first ones to get a two-for-one session. When I first started with them, I thought I was going to have to separate them. Little Miss Reign let me know she knew how to handle herself.” I laughed.
Jah again was sitting in silence, and it was getting weird.
“Is everything okay?” I asked.
“You were with your husband tonight? And before you lie, just don’t because remember what the fuck we are. You can keep it one hundred with me.”
Yes, I was.”
The incoming FaceTime call from Jah wasn’t out of the normal but from the conversation, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to answer. I hit the button anyway.
“Let me see the ring,” he said as soon as the camera came on.
“First of all, are you following me? How do you know I was with my husband?”
“I don’t have to follow you, Tatiyonna. I run a business, and I have business dinners. What you better be glad I didn’t do is tell that nigga how good that pussy is.”
“You wouldn’t embarrass me like that.” I searched his face.
“Nah, it ain’t embarrassing you. It’s letting that nigga know when he’s gone, I’m going to dig in that shit every chance I muthafuckin’ get. As a matter of fact, I’m on the way to fuck you with that ring on.” He hung up.
I threw the cover off so fast and took another bath. When I hopped out of the shower, I grabbed my phone and sent Jah a text.
Me: I don’t think it’s a good idea if you come. What if he pops up?
Jah: I’m already on the way.
“Fuck!”
Song:Beyonce- Speechless
I dried off,oiled up, and threw on a silk robe. I had bumped a few curls in my hair to go to dinner, so I put my wrap on and sat on the side of my bed, biting my nails. The only men who had ever been here were my husband and my dad. I slipped the ring off and sat it on the side of my bed. Twenty minutes later, Jah sent a text saying he was outside. My stomach started doing flips as I walked down the steps to the front door. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door to see Jah standing there with those diamond necklaces on. He picked me up, cupping my ass as he closed the door and locked it.
He smelled so good as he kissed me until he went to tripping over my furniture. He put me down. I grabbed his hand and led him up to my bedroom. Since Kileen had left, I had changed my bedroom around and made it more feminine. You could smell the freshness of lemons when you walked in here. It matched my yellow and grey theme. I untied my silk robe and let it drop to the floor. Jah circled me and licked his lips.
“I usually make love to you, but it’s your birthday, and I want to fuck you so you’ll know not to let that nigga sniff what the fuck belongs to me.” Jah stopped right in front of me and grabbed my face. “You hear me?”
“Yes.”
“Get on the bed and get on all fours,” he commanded.
As soon as he bit my ass cheek and slapped it, I knew I was in trouble. He threw the ring on the bed.
“Put that shit on.” I looked back at him for confirmation. “Now!”
I was so nervous that I put it on the wrong hand at first. When the ring hit the base of my finger, Jah’s warm mouth touched my pussy. Eating pussy was an art for him. He said he enjoyed seeing me climax and then come back to reality. This time, he got me to the edge, and I heard the wrapper of the condom open. Shortly after, I felt his warm head at my opening. I braced myself as he eased in before he started slamming his dick in and out of me.
“He’ll never fuck you like I fuck you, Tatiyonna.” He slapped my ass. “Can he?”
“Nooo.”
“I can’t hear you.”
“No, he can’t fuck me like you.”
He slammed into me a few more times before I started shaking. He pulled out and lapped up everything I had. Jah turned me around so I was facing the mirror as he reentered me slowly this time. Slow and steady as we stared at each other in the mirror.
“This my pussy, Tatiyonna,” he whispered in my ear. “Shit, tell me this my pussy, baby.”
