“Oh, shit,” he gasped, after his mouth fell open.
“I said do you hear me, daddy?” I posed, as I bounced harder. For my efforts, he slapped my bare ass. Hard.
“Umm,” I moaned, while seductively licking my lips. “Damn, Christian, baby. I been missing this dick like crazy.”
Gripping my hips, he aggressively pumped into me from underneath. Slamming my hips down, I met his thrusts.
“Oh, yeah, oh yeah,” I panted, as my head fell back.
“Fuck this,” Face spat, as he sat up. He hooked an arm around my waist, before scooting out of bed.
I wrapped my legs around him, while he handled me like I weighed nothing. He tucked his hands underneath my thighs, and carried me over to the nearest wall. Then once my back was pressed against the wall, he leaned his forehead against mine, before beating this pussy up.
“Uh! Uh! Uhhh!” I screamed, as our skin loudly clapped.
Holding onto him tightly, I received the roughness, while hoping that this was an icebreaker, and we’d soon be on the road to reconciliation.
Impatiently, I sat on the bench in the foyer, tapping my feet on thehardwoodfloor.Facehadleftthehouseatthreeo’clock,
claiming that he was running up to HEB. And that was six fucking hours ago!
I’d called and called him, until he finally picked up. Only for him to answer, give me some vague answer about getting an emergency call, and then abruptly ending the call. Now, I was beyond frustrated and was strongly considering going upside his muthafuckin’ head.
For two weeks now, there’d been this distance between me and Face, and having sex hadn’t changed much. We were now at least having sex nightly, but I unquestionably wasn’t getting the same version of him. He’d get his nut, then turn his back on me and go to sleep.
Then during the day, he would interact with the girls, or hang in another room, totally avoiding me. I would try to do small gestures like cook his favorite food or suck his dick, until he busted, before I swallowed. But nothing had been powerful enough to get us to bounce back.
I would sit in a different room, texting him longwinded messages, explaining the depth of my love for him. I’d send him songs that made me think of him. I’d come to bed stark naked, and do a split on his dick, with a big belly and all. Yet he’d still taken his love away, which was driving me crazy.
I wasn’t used to not having my way. I was too needy to be ignored. And now, as I sat in that foyer, I was ready for war. So, when Face finally waltzed through those double doors, I wasted no time.
“Where the fuck have you been?!” I shouted, after standing up, holding my back.
He paused, and stared at me. I’d nearly forgotten that he’d left in a plain white tee, basketball shorts, Givenchy slides, and socks. And now that I knew him, I realized that the only time he’d be caught outside like that was if something came up, and he ended
up in places, when he originally had no intentions of venturing too far away from home.
“I told you that it was a emergency,” he told me.
“Oh, nigga please!” I snapped. “You been gone all fucking day!”
“Right.” He calmly nodded. “Cause there was a situation that needed my attention.”
“Pssh.” I waved him off. “Nigga, I aint trying to hear that shit. Regardless of what you had going on, I’m fucking pregnant. Your kids are here. So, you shouldneverbe unreachable.”
“AndIgetthat.Iwasjust—”
“Shut up,” I growled, before abruptly snatching his phone out of his hand.
“Really,Babi?”Heopenedhisarms.
“Yeah, fucking really,” I grumbled, as entered his pass code, unlocking his phone.
With jealousy consuming my body, I scrolled through his text messages. When I didn’t see anything interesting there, I went into his call log. Immediately, I saw that he’d managed to hold a thirty-minute conversation with an unprogrammed number, while I couldn’t even get an answer.
“Let’s see who the fuck your conniving ass was talking to,” I mumbled, as I called the number back.
“Hello?” A feminine voice answered the phone. I frowned. “Who the fuck is this?”
