Now out of breath, she switched over to the bed, and climbed on top of me.
Licking my lips, with my back resting against the headboard. I took a moment to rub her small, round, baby’s bump. She was pregnant with baby number five, and I’d never seen a woman carry pregnancy so well.
“You woke up in a good mood,” I had to acknowledge.
At one point, I honestly thought that I was gonna have to fuck her up. She’d tried hiding the pregnancy, and really tried to go get a abortion. The muthafucka started a fight, and left the house, thinking that she’d successfully gas lit me. Unfortunately for her, my brother and his gal had been staying over. So, I had them watch the kids, while I followed her ass. She nearly shitted a brick when she pulled up to that clinic, and I pulled up right beside her.
Needless to say, I ruined those plans, and those people called the laws, after the way I made a scene in the lot. Then for weeks after, she was a sour puss, acting like the world was coming to an end. And now, she was back smiling, which I couldn’t be happier to see.
“Yeah, I did.” Raven beamed.
I furrowed a brow. “Why is that?”
She shrugged. “I just did.”
“Yeah?” I stroked her belly. “Maybe it got something to do with that ring sitting on your finger.”
Smiling, she lifted a hand and gazed at the rock I’d slid on her finger while she was sleeping. “Hmm. Maybe. This ring is nice. Just my style.”
“Shit, it better be, for ninety thousand.”
Her jaw dropped. “Ninety, Jahrein? What the fuck? Nigga, you did the most.”
“It’s never enough for you, bae,” I reminded her.
This was like my third time upgrading her wedding ring, because I always wanted her ring to mirror the level we’d climbed to. So, that ring was costly, but I wasn’t stopping there. Definitely still had some mountains to climb and more money to make.
She placed a hand on her own stomach. “Boy, your daddy gotta really want you. I aint never seen him come this hard.”
I knocked her hand off her stomach. “Stop fucking playing with my son. You was having him regardless.”
“I know, right?” She sighed. “But you’re waiting the six weeks this time. I’m getting on birth control before you can smell this pussy.”
I sucked my teeth. “Man, fuck that. We both know that aint no waiting.”
“So, you’re not even gonna pretend that you’ll respect what I’m saying?”
“I aint never had to force you to fuck, Raven. So, Ion know why you act like a nigga be trapping you. Matter of fact, you initiated sex with this one.”
“No, I didn’t,” she lied. “I just wanted some head.”
“Get the fuck,” I laughed. “We both know that I aint licking it without sticking it.”
“Well, next time I’ma just let you slide it in my ass.”
“Shit, that’s cool, but I’ma still need some pussy too.”
Tittering, she shook her head. “I’m starting to think that you a sex addict.”
“And you aint?” I reached up and lightly pinched her nipple.
She tilted her head. “Maybe.” She reached down, and gripped my hard dick. “I do love the way this big dick feels inside of me. And…feeling you cum in me always ignites something deep inside of me. And I guess that’smy problem. Maybe I wouldn’t give in, if you didn’t fuck me so good.”
“Damn,” I growled, while easing a finger between her lower lips.
With the stillness in the house, we could unquestionably hear her juices smacking around my finger.
“Damn, daddy,” she panted, while winding her hips.
