13. Dynastie
“Can we make chocolate chip pancakes?” Maja asked.
“Of course. Do you want anything else?”
“No, ma’am. Just pancakes.”
“You got it.”
Maja was leaving today, and I must say, she wore me out.
I didn’t have any nieces, nephews, or younger cousins, so I wasn’t prepared for the amount of energy she required.
She was a little chatterbox, and I had no idea someone so young had so much to say.
She was adorable, but I could admit I was overwhelmed.
Major was up before the sun to start his training. By the time Maja dragged me out of bed, he’d been up for three or four hours. She was used to her father’s routine, but my presence was new. Instead of entertaining herself while Major worked out, she entertained me.
I found all the ingredients to make chocolate chip pancakes from scratch while she sat at the table coloring and humming a song I’d never heard.
Although she kept us busy, I loved that she didn’t have a problem keeping herself busy.
I guess when you were an only child, you learned to do that pretty quickly.
“You want to help me?” I asked.
She lifted her head and gave me a smile that spread across her whole face.
“Can I?”
“Of course.”
She returned the crayons she was using to the box, then placed the box on top of the coloring book.
“I have to wash my hands first,” she said.
“You sure do.”
She moved the step stool Major had bought especially for her over to the sink, washed her hands, then used her feet to move it next to me in front of the island.
“Okay. We need one and a half cups of flour. That means, we have to fill this up to the top, and after we dump it in this big mixing bowl, we have to fill it halfway and dump it again. You think you can do that?”
“Yes!” she cheered.
We went through each step, with me explaining what needed to be done and allowing her to do it, assisting her as needed.
“You did such a good job, Maja. I bet these pancakes will be the best I’ve ever had,” I told her.
“I did good because you helped me. My teacher said teamwork makes stuff better.”
“You know what, I think your teacher is right. Why don’t you color some more while I cook the pancakes?”
“Okay.”
She went back to the table and resumed coloring, and after looking in all the cabinets, I found a griddle in the massive pantry. A few minutes later, the pancakes were cooking.
“Smells good. What’s for breakfast?” Major said when he entered the kitchen.
“I helped Miss Dynastie make pancakes, Daddy.”
“You did? Can I have some?”
He kissed Maja on the forehead before making his way to me.
“Sorry, Daddy. You have to eat healthy food so you can win your fight,” she said without looking up from her coloring book.
I smiled at her response as he kissed my cheek, then leaned against the counter next to me, folding his huge arms across his chest. As I flipped the pancakes, I felt his eyes on me, and when I glanced at him, his tongue brushed over his lips.
“That’s okay. I’m sure I can find something else to eat.”
The smirk he wore let me know he wasn’t talking about food. This man had dined on me at least twice a day since the day I arrived. He was insatiable and couldn’t seem to get enough. I wouldn’t complain, because I enjoyed every second of it.
“Stop being nasty in front of the baby,” I scolded in a whisper.
“She’s not paying us any attention. After she eats and gets dressed, I’m taking her home. She’s getting her hair braided today.”
“Okay. She should be ready in about an hour. Maja, come and get your plate. Do you want orange juice, milk, or water?”
“Milk, please.” She took her plate and gasped when she saw what I’d done. “I like this, Miss Dynastie. Thank you.”
I’d made one huge pancake for her and used the extra chocolate chips to make a smiley face.
“You’re welcome.”
While I made a plate for myself, Major poured Maja a cup of milk and me a glass of orange juice. He placed them on the table, returned to the refrigerator to grab one of his premade meals, then joined us.
“Miss Dynastie, will you be here when I come back?”
“Would you like me to be here?”
“Yes.”
“Then I’ll stick around just for you.”
“Are you going to marry my daddy and have a baby? My friend at school has a baby brother, and I want one too.”
This little girl’s friends were proving to be a problem. I was starting to think her friends were in high school and not kindergarten. I looked at Major, and his eyes were already on me while he grinned as he waited for my response.
“You don’t like being an only child?” I asked, changing the subject and hoping she’d forget her question.
“It’s boring sometimes. Mommy said my cousins can’t come over all the time because they’re bad and they always break my stuff.”
“That’s not good. How many cousins do you have?”
“Three, and the boys are a little bit bad. Me and Cici are good.”
She stuffed her mouth with pancakes, and I thought I’d gotten away with not answering her question about marriage and kids. It seemed her father wanted an answer more than she did.
“Are you going to marry me and give me a son?”
“Can we talk about this later?”
He smirked. “Yeah. Let me get her ready. Baby girl, let’s go upstairs and get you ready to go.”
“Okay.”
A few minutes later, I was in the kitchen alone, cleaning up the mess Maja and I had made. When I finished, she and Major were coming down the stairs.
“Miss Dynastie, I’m going to get my hair braided. I can’t wait to show you when I come back.”
“I can’t wait to see it. I’m sure it’ll be pretty.”
I kneeled to give her a hug and kiss on the cheek.
“I had a lot of fun. I hope you stay with my daddy forever.”
“Forever? That’s a long time.”
“I know, but he likes you a lot,” she said.
“Oh, really? How do you know?”
“Because I saw him looking at you a lot of times, and he was smiling like a silly person. That means he likes you.”
“Thank you for telling me. I’ll see you soon.”
We hugged again, and she ran to the entryway. I stood, and Major was waiting to pull me into his arms. His hands went straight to my ass, and he squeezed, pressing my body against his. I looked up at him and leaned in for a kiss.
“I’ll be back in less than an hour. What are you about to do?”
“Shower and probably go back to bed. Maja has worn me out.”
“Being a bonus mom to a five-year-old ain’t easy, huh?”
“There’s definitely a learning curve, but I have a feeling that Miss Maja is much different from most kids her age. You and Rahkia definitely got your hands full.”
“I don’t know why you didn’t include yourself in that statement, but we’ll talk about that later. I gotta go.”
He kissed me again, squeezed my ass, and left. I made my way upstairs, and fifteen minutes later, I was showered, wearing one of Major’s T-shirts, with nothing underneath, and in bed as if it were bedtime.
“Mmm,” I moaned, enjoying the feeling between my legs.
I opened my legs wider because I wanted to feel more of whatever it was. I’d had plenty of wet dreams in my thirty-two years, but none felt as good as this.
“Mmm, shit.”
I reached between my legs, and my fingers ran across something firm yet smooth. The dream I thought I was having now felt real. My eyes popped open, and sure enough, I saw the top of someone’s head.
“Major.”
His tongue swiped my pussy lips before he slid the tip of it between my folds.
He sucked on my clit, then used his fingers to stroke my wet hole.
Major ate my pussy so good, my entire body went into a frenzy.
It shook and shivered, twisted and turned, then stiffened before collapsing and tapping out.
“Your pussy tastes like heaven, baby. The more I eat it, the more I want to eat it.”
I opened one of my eyes and found him hovering above me. His chest was bare, and his face was wet and shiny with my essence. I offered a lazy smile as I reached up, wrapped my arms around his neck, and pulled his mouth to mine.
He slipped his tongue into my mouth, sharing the remnants of my nectar with me. Tasting myself on his lips and tongue made my pussy wetter, and I reached between us to guide his dick into my center.
“Argh!” He growled as my walls covered his dick.
He slammed into me, slow and deep, giving me his full length, and I felt every vein as they brushed against my walls. His mouth moved down the side of my face, and he left soft kisses on my cheek, then my neck, before he sucked hard enough to leave a mark.
“I love you so fucking much, Lovie. I can’t let you go again, baby.”
“I love you too. Shit! I’m about to cum.”
He covered my mouth with his as his dick drowned in my juices. Less than a minute later, he filled me with his seeds. Once he was empty, he rolled to the side of me and pulled me against his body. I draped my leg over his and put my head on his chest.
“I let you sleep for a few hours, but I couldn’t take it anymore. My mouth was watering, and my stomach was growling. The only thing that quenches my thirst and satisfies my hunger is your pussy.”
“You’re really insane for that statement,” I said, trying not to laugh.
“I’m serious, though. I’ve sparred twice since you’ve been here, and both times, my trainer asked what I’d been doing differently. Eating your pussy a few times a day has changed the game, baby.”
“Please tell me you didn’t tell him that.”
“Hell nah. I don’t brag about my woman’s pussy to other niggas. That’s some diabolical shit to do if you ask me.”
“Good, but what are you going to do when my period comes?”
“Shit. I was hoping you’d get pregnant and I could eat your pussy multiple times a day for the next several months.”
“We’ve only been on good terms for a few days. Don’t you think it’s a little too soon for you to be trying to trap me with a baby?”
“Trap? Baby, you’re a willing participant in this.”
“I’m actually not, because I take my birth control pills religiously, but you didn’t know that, which means you were trying to trap me.”
“You’re still on the pill?”
“I stopped taking them for about four years, but I’ve been back on them for almost two years.”
“Don’t get mad if them bitches come up missing,” he warned.
“Missing how?”
“If I come across them, I’m flushing them down the toilet.”
“Major, that would be very rude and—and—and caveman of you. I take having children very seriously, and I want to be ready, mentally and physically.”
I tried to hide the anxiety that was building inside me because the thought of being pregnant sent me spiraling. I couldn’t let him see that because he’d have a million questions that I wasn’t ready to answer.
“I hear you. Being a parent ain’t for the faint of heart, but I meant what I said, so you better hide them bitches real good. Are you going back to Onyx City?” he asked, thankfully, changing the subject.
“I have a whole life there. Why wouldn’t I?”
He reached around me and pulled my body on top of his. I looked into his eyes as he spoke.
“Because everyone you love is here.”
Almost everyone I loved was in my hometown, but I couldn’t tell him that because then I’d have to explain.
“True.”
“Baby, I didn’t tell you how I felt years ago, but I won’t make that mistake again. I want you here with me. Please come home, baby.”
“But what if I pick up my whole life and move back home, and things between us don’t work out?”
“I believe with everything in me that we were meant to be together, and I know you do too, but we won’t know if we don’t try. Be honest with me. Is there something or someone keeping you in Onyx City?”
“Nothing is keeping me there, but I do enjoy the life I’ve built for myself.”
“I’d move there with you, but I can’t leave Maja.”
“And I’d never ask you to do that. I’m not opposed to coming home, but you’d better not do anything to make me regret it.”
“I promise you won’t regret it. Now, ride this dick.”