“I’m cumin’, baby… I’m ‘bout to cum in this pussy…” I moaned, my voice weak and shaky as hell ‘cause her pussy had me losin’ my whole damn mind.
“Me too baby… I’m cumin’ right?—”
Before she could finish, she squirted all over my dick, wild and uncontrollable. The splash covered my pelvis and dripped down my balls, and that shit made my whole body lock up. My hand slapped her ass harder without me even thinkin’ and my eyes squeezed shut, lettin’ my eyebrows pull in as I cried out while cumin’ inside her.
“Ahhh, fuck…” I moaned, pushin’ up into her until my dick went limp inside that warm pussy, both of us shakin’ and breathin’ like we just ran a marathon.
When it was over, both of us was breathin’ hard as hell. I stroked her hair soft while she laid on my chest, her breath warm on my skin. Even with her in my arms, I was already missin’ heragain, wantin’ more, needin’ more and knowin’ this was only the beginnin’ of the shit I owed her.
“You okay, baby?” I asked, still strokin’ her hair. My dick was soft but still buried deep in Toni, our bodies warm as hell under the covers. She ain’t answer right away. She just looked at me with them eyes… them big, soft, in-love eyes that always hit me straight in my chest.
The way she stared made a nigga feel ten feet tall.
“I’m okay now that you home,” she whispered, her voice soft.
I slid out of her slow, kissin’ her before I stood up. My legs was still a lil’ shaky from how hard she had me nuttin’, but I ain’t say shit. I grabbed the jar of weed she kept for me on the dresser, twisted the top off, and took in that loud like it was air from heaven.
I grabbed my papers, climbed back in the bed, and broke the weed down right there by her hip. While I rolled it up, my hand slid over her thigh, rubbin’ her skin slow, feelin’ her warmth, and that softness that healed somethin’ in me.
“You sure, baby?” I asked again, lookin’ at her sideways while I licked the paper closed.
Toni nodded, but her eyes dropped a lil’. “I’m good… I am. But just ‘cause you out on bond don’t mean all this shit over.” Her voice cracked a lil’, but she tried to hide it.
My jaw tightened, but I kept my face calm for her. I nodded slow. “Yeah… I know. Lawyer told me the same shit yesterday.”
I sparked the blunt and inhaled deep, lettin’ the smoke hit my chest. “They still takin’ this shit to trial, but I ain’t thinkin’ ‘bout none of that right now. I’m here. I’m home, and I’m layin’ right next to my wife. That’s all I’m givin’ a fuck about this mornin’.”
I leaned over and kissed her, my thumb brushin’ her cheek. Then I let my hand drop to her stomach. Her lil’ bump was light, but I still felt that shit like it was the strongest heartbeat.
“I can’t wait ‘til our baby born,” I murmured against her skin. “I can’t wait to love on our baby, take care of our baby and hold ‘em every night. Nigga gon’ lose his mind behind his child.”
Toni sighed, her fingers tracing the back of my neck. “I just want all this shit to be over, ‘Lo. I want us to move on. I want us happy.”
Hearin’ her say that made somethin’ twist inside me. I hated that she was scared, and I hated that she had even a second of doubt ‘cause of the shit I got myself wrapped up in. But I also knew she needed me calm. She needed me strong. She needed me steady as a muthafucka.
“I know, baby,” I said, kissin’ her stomach before kissin’ her lips again. “And it is gon’ be over. All this shit gon’ settle. I promise you that.”
Right then my phone started ringin’ on the nightstand. I reached over and saw Pressure’s name light up.
“Aye,” I said when I picked up.
“Get yo’ ass to my house within the next hour or two,” Pressure said. “I wanna see you, bitch.”
A lil’ smirk hit my face. “Bet.”
I hung up, already knowin’ what that nigga was up to.
I glanced at my missed calls—my mama, my pops, and Renza, but I wasn’t callin’ nobody back yet. I would get up with them in a minute. Right now, my whole world was layin’ right in this bed.
I set the joint on the nightstand and slid right back down next to Toni. I put my head between her titties, breathin’ her in like I ain’t seen her in years. I kissed ‘em soft, slow and around the nipple, lettin’ my tongue drag just enough to make her hum under her breath. She rubbed the top of my head, her nails lightly scratchin’ my scalp the way I loved.
“I got you,” I whispered against her skin. “I swear to God, baby… everything gon’ be okay.”
Her hand paused on my head, like she was holdin’ her breath.
And I meant every word. Even scared as I was on the inside, I meant that shit with my whole chest.
I lifted my head, looked up at her from between her titties, and repeated it again, low and certain.
