“Let’s have these two first.” I smiled. When he started pounding my pussy, all traces of that smile were gone. Instead, I was gripping the edge of the counter with my mouth wide open.
He pulled me off the counter and bent me over it. Just as he was about to enter me, my phone began to ring. “This nigga just doesn’t give up. Does he know you’re pregnant?”
“No.”
“Why the fuck not?”
“Because it’s none of his business.”
“Well, I’m about to make it his. Answer the phone.”
“Yo, what the fuck is good with you?” Royal yelled.
“Tell him,” Cane said as he entered me.
“I’m pregnant.”
“And?” Cane asked as he pumped in and out of me.
“And you can’t call me anymore.”
“Good girl.” He said as he ended the phone call.
He gripped the small of my back as his stroke sped up. It had to be the curve in his dick because every thrust hit my spot. He had my pussy leaking. My cum was dripping down to his balls.
His hands moved to my ass. He gripped my cheeks then spread them apart. I felt his spit run down my ass while he pounded into my pussy. Thank God we were already in this kitchen because this pussy sounded like he was stirring macaroni.
“Cane,” I cried. “Why are you fucking me like this?”
“Because you deserve it.” He said as he started rubbing my clit. “I’m about to cum, Cane.”
“Don’t tell me, let me feel it.” He said as he pinched my clit. “Wet this dick up.” My pussy tightened around his throbbing dick as we both came together.
After carrying me to the bedroom, Cane handed me an envelope.
“What’s this?” I asked.
“Your push present.”
“Tickets to Jamaica?” I squealed.
“The only Jamaica you’re going to is in Queens.”
I rolled my eyes as I opened the envelope.
I scanned through the papers. I could feel my heart contracting and butterflies flying in my stomach. “It’s mine?” I asked as tears fell down my cheek.
“It’s yours. Congratulations, you are the new owner of Sprinkles and Co.”
“Thank you,” I said as I wrapped my arms around him. “Thank you so much, Cane.”
“You’re welcome.” He said as he wiped my tears.
“I’m going to have the kitchen expanded. So, you’ll be out of work for a couple of months.”
“How can I repay you?”
“You don’t have to. I get you home and resting while they renovate. So, it’s a win for me too.”
