“Stay right there…” he muttered, low and rough. “Don’t run from it… take it…”
My fingers gripped the sheets harder as my body started reactin’ on its own, my hips rollin’ slower now.
I bit my lip and looked back at him over my shoulder, catchin’ the way his mouth parted, and his eyes locked on me like he was lost in it. When we made eye contact, he bit his lip and tightened his grip on me before smackin’ my ass, the sound echoin’ soft in the room.
“I love you baby,” I moaned, and this time it wasn’t just the feelin’. It was everything behind it that came with it.
He leaned down, his chest pressin’ against my back while his mouth brushed along my shoulder.
“I know you do,” he said low. “And I love you harder…”
“Fuck… you hittin’ this pussy so good,” I whispered, pushin’ back on him, feelin’ that connection tighten again.
He let out a moan against my skin that was deep and satisfied.
“That’s ’cause it know me,” he said, his voice smooth as hell. “My pussy remember me.”
The way he talked to me had my whole body reactin’. My nerves was buzzin’ everywhere, makin’ me move against him without even thinkin’ about it, just followin’ the feelin’ and his voice.
Right when everything started buildin’ again, we heard My’Love let out a soft whine.
We both paused, listenin’, and just when we thought she might settle, she cried louder, and Kay’Lo pulled out quick, already movin’ before I could even say somethin’.
He walked over to the bassinet, and before he even touched her, his whole energy shifted.
“Aye, aye… what’s wrong with daddy’s baby?” he murmured, his voice softer than anything I had heard all night. “You wake up ready to tussle, just like ya mama.”
He picked her up carefully and held her to his chest, rockin’ her slow while she fussed.
“I got you… I got you… you ain’t gotta cry like that,” he said, kissin’ the side of her head. “Daddy right here.”
My heart damn near melted watchin’ him, ’cause the same man that had me fallin’ apart in bed just seconds ago was now holdin’ our daughter, lovin’ on her.
He walked back to the bed with her, kissin’ her over and over until she calmed down, and then he laid back with her restin’ on his chest, her little eyes wide open like she wasn’t ready to go back to sleep no time soon.
“Lil’ girl,” I smiled, reachin’ for her tiny hand and pressin’ kisses to her fingers while just admirin’ her, still not able to believe she was really ours.
I scooted closer to Kay’Lo, and he wrapped his arm around me, pullin’ me into him while My’Love stayed laid out against his chest.
He kissed the top of her head, then looked down at me.
“Come here,” he said low, liftin’ my chin before pressin’ his lips to mine.
“I love you,” he said, holdin’ my gaze like he needed me to feel it.
“I love you too,” I whispered, kissin’ him back.
And just like that, we lay there together, not sayin’ much, but just breathin’ the same air, holdin’ each other and our baby, feelin’ like everything we went through had finally led us right back to this moment.
Trill-Land, ’LoLux Estate
I’d been crashing at Kay’Lo’s for a good couple of months now, and I couldn’t even lie, the shit had turned into something I didn’t expect when I first touched down in Trill-Land. When he called me, I wasn’t thinking about settling nowhere or getting comfortable around nobody. I was thinking about getting in, handling what needed to be handled, and getting back to moving how I had been moving since everything went left for me back home. But somewhere between court dates, long nights, and sitting around with him and his people, that plan changed without me even noticing it happening.
Being around Kay’Lo on a daily basis gave me a front row seat to how he moved with his family, and that shit hit different for me in ways I wasn’t used to admitting.
I watched how he talked to his moms, how he checked in with his pops without it feeling forced, and how him, Pressure, and Renza carried themselves around each other like blood couldn’t make them no tighter even if they tried. They were cousins, but they didn’t move like it. They moved like brothers who had been through real shit together and came out the other side still solid, still locked in and willing to ride behind each other no matter what it cost.
I ain’t grow up like that. I had a big family, more money than most people knew what to do with, and a name that opened doors before I even touched them, but none of that ever translated into real closeness. I was the one who didn’t fit, the one who didn’t fall in line, and after a while, I stopped trying to. So to be around something like this, to see it up close instead of just hearing about it in some fake version people like to sell, made me respect it in a way I couldn’t ignore.
