“Shit, nothing, main. I had to make a lot of calls to these hoe ass niggas about my money. I was just handling business and missing you.” he smiled revealing those gold fronts.
“Oh, for real?” I blushed.
“Hell yeah.” he laughed as he came over and placed a nice wet one on my lips. No matter what we went through he still had the power to make me feel like that little thirteen year old girl.
“Well, I missed you too.”
“Oh yeah? Well are you going to play with me tonight?” he asked me with his freaky ass.
“I wanna play with you, daddy.” Jhyrah interrupted.
I had to laugh. My baby was so pushy. She always wanted all of Jah’s attention and I didn’t mind one bit. Their bond was too adorable.
That night Jahrein stayed between my thighs for hours. He was wearing me out. My hair was all over the place and our bodies were drenched with sweat. The eighty dollars that I’d just spent at the beauty shop had gone down the drain. But I didn’t care because he was deep stroking the hell out of me.
“Uhh.” I moaned. He was sucking my breasts and it was feeling lovely. He slid his tongue all over my hard nipples. My ass was lifting completely off the bed as I fucked him back.
“Damn, baby. Do that shit. Work that pussy.” he whispered in my ear. And just like second nature I tossed my pussy up and down his dick. I was slippery wet as he was sliding inside of me.
“You know what a nigga like, huh? You love me? Tell daddy you love him.” he panted, as he pumped harder.
“I love you.” I let out in between breaths.
“Whose pussy is it?”
“Yours.”
“What you say?”
“Yours.” I whimpered, as I wrapped my legs tighter around him.
“No, I said whose pussy is it?”
“King Jahrein’s.” I moaned.
“Yeah, that’s right.” he growled as he lost control and came deep inside of me.
That was a good session, and I was beyond tired. So, it wasn’t long before I was falling asleep. Then I was jarred out of my sleep by Jah’s cell phone. His ass was still snoring, so I reached over him and answered it.
“Hello.” I spoke into the phone.
No one said anything but I could hear a baby’s loud cry in the background.
“Hello.” I repeated. Then the caller hung up. I scrolled through the phone to see if the last call was from a programmed number. The number was stored under the letter T. I found that strange because I knew that none of his friends would call and then hold the phone. This had to be a broad.
I decided to call back. The phone rang a few times then I heard a woman say, “Hello.” I didn’t say anything. “I told you that I was at the hospital and you could have at least called me back.”
“Who is this?” I snapped.
Once again the caller hung up. I was so pissed off. I knew that our little peace was too good to be true. I was trying to live by that Betty Wright mentality that having a piece of a man is better than having no man at all. But I was finding that it was not enough for me. I was tired of turning my head the other way. Why was it okay for him to do whatever the fuck he felt?
I didn’t know what to do with myself. I wanted to slap the shit out of him while he was sleeping, but he wasn’t a wall and hit back. So, I climbed out of bed and got some cover from the hall’s closet. Then I made my couch nice and comfortable, before lying down. I didn’t want to be anywhere near Jahrein’s dog ass. I fell asleep with a frown on my face.
That morning I woke up to get my kids ready for daycare. As I was headed to their bedrooms I heard laughter coming from the kitchen. So, I headed there and to my surprise Jah was already up with them. He was actually fixing them breakfast.
“Hey, sleepy head. You finally awake, huh.” he smiled on some friendly shit.
I didn’t even reply. I left out the kitchen and headed for the bathroom. Before I could even make it there he was following behind me.
