SIXTEEN #2
Jio pushed his dick into her mouth and fucked the back of her throat up until he felt his seeds blasting down her throat. She gagged a tad, but his baby was a trooper, she didn’t stop or push him out until he’d emptied his balls.
She burped loudly after he was done.
“Excuse me,” she said in a hurry.
“Lay back.” It was time for round two. He dragged her legs to the middle of the bed and took her pajamas off.
Nina wiped the remainder of his juices off her cheek with the back of her hand.
“Did I do a good job?”
Jio told her, “Yep, I’m about to tell you thank you in two seconds. Open that pussy up for daddy.”
His mouth watered at the mere thought of tasting his baby.
Nina spread her legs and used her hands to part her lips. Jio wanted her clit and she knew it. He was obsessed with sucking on it.
“Fuck!” she cursed after he started tongue kissing her clit.
“I missed my friend,” he murmured in between her legs.
“She missed you too,” Nina screamed.
In the middle of the night sex was in her top five list of how good Jio was in bed.
She also loved fresh out of the shower dick and whenever something good happened at his job.
Nina could always tell when things were going right for Jio.
The sex was more passionate. When Jio was stressed, he seemed to fuck her from the back more.
Maybe because he wanted to avoid eye contact, knowing that Nina could easily detect the stress in his eyes.
“Is my pussy gon’ come in my mouth?” he had to know.
“Yes she is.”
The schoolgirl in her came out when she said that and it made his dick leap for her.
“Tell me this pussy mine.”
He loved hearing that shit. The sound of ownership was almost as satisfying as the sounds of a money counter.
“It’s your pussy babyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!” she said while exploding in his mouth, which is exactly what he’d requested.
She didn’t get much time to catch her breath before he was back on his knees and throwing one of her legs over his shoulder.
“Take me slow,” she tried to warn him, but he went in and aimed for a home run.
“Don’t tell me what to do.” He didn’t like that shit.
Jio toyed with her clit while he stroked her slowly.
“Okay, okay…” Her pussy was sensitive, but he knew what to do.
Nina squeezed herself around him. He gave her a look that told her he liked it but he was in control. Nina didn’t give a damn, she did it again.
Jio pulled out and went right back to eating her pussy.
She tried to close her legs. “No, baby, no….”
She couldn’t take anymore.
“Nah, open up and give me what I want.”
She knew better too. Nina tried to hold her breath as his lips covered her entire pussy. He dragged his tongue up and down happily and hungrily.
It should’ve been illegal to taste this damn good.
He juiced her up in ways that she didn’t even know was possible but leave it to her man to eat her pussy like it was his last meal.
She came twice more and he was satisfied with that so he replaced his lips with his dick and went right back into punisher mode.
The headboard banged against the wall as he thrashed her hole.
“Fuck babyyyyyyy!!!!!” she hollered, waking her neighbors up.
When they finished, Jio rested his head against her stomach absentmindedly. His hand slid beneath the sheets until it found her waist before he flipped the comforter over and kissed her belly. What was probably supposed to be a cute gesture made her groan loudly. “JIOOOOO!” she whined.
“What?” he asked with an attitude.
She gently pushed his forehead away.
“You know exactly what you were doing.”
“Hey baby, you the one in denial, not me,” he teased.
“When I take the test you’ll be the first to know.” Nina smacked her lips.
“You can take it whenever you ready, but I already know what’s up. You throwing up every morning and crying cus I forgot to get whipped cream for your Pop-Tart. Like who even want that nasty shit?” He didn’t see how she could continue to be in denial.
“First of all, when I first met you, I told you I had acid reflux…”
“Yeah, keep telling yourself that.”
She narrowed her eyes. “I don’t like your attitude.”
“I don’t like you denying my baby but hey here we are.”
She picked up a pillow to hit him across the shoulder with.
Truthfully, she didn’t know why she refused to take the test. It wasn’t because she didn’t want a baby or couldn’t afford to raise one.
Maybe it was the timing of it all or the fact that she would have to defer her plans for a year or more to give her baby the love and attention that she knew it would need.
Aside from that, they weren’t married, and her parents would lose their shit if she came home pregnant.
They barely tolerated each other as is, and Jio was to blame.
Carrying his seed would only make their hate for him worse.
Jio studied her for a moment before letting the subject go. Instead of giving his two cents, he brushed his thumb across her cheek. “I love you.”
“I LOVE YOU MORE!” she said passionately.
“You hungry yet?”
“A little.”
“I'll go steal you something from downstairs.”
Before he could sit up, Nina caught his wrist. “Wait.”
“What?”
She hesitated before asking him a random ass question, but it was the one that had been nipping at her brain. “Do you think Ephrem's gay?”
Jio chuckled heartily.
“What’s funny?”
“Now babe, you know that nigga is gay as fuck.”
Nina’s jaw hit the floor. She didn’t believe him.
“Are you being for real right now?”
“You knew that already. Why are you being dramatic?” He didn’t understand.
“I DID NOT! WE TALK ABOUT WOMEN ALL THE TIME!”
“Me and him do too, but that don’t mean he not gay.”
She shook her head. “You cannot say that.”
“But it’s true. You think I would let y’all go to plays and shit together and he wasn’t gay?” What type of nigga did she think she was fuckin’ with? Jio had never been cool or friendly enough to go for none of that.
“I knew him before I met you and he’s my best friend. Gay or not.”
He shrugged. “Yeah, I hear ya baby, but I don’t believe in platonic friendships.”
Jio sounded crazy but what was new? “You and Peaches are friends, Jio,” she reminded him.
“Peaches is like a sister to me. Shit, I talk to her more than I do my own blood,” he corrected her.
“Same with Ephrem!”
She could say whatever she wanted to. He didn’t care and his rules weren’t changing.
“Get back to whatever you was about to tell me cus you didn’t bring it up for nothing,” he patted her leg.
“I stopped by the bookstore before we left and Cairo was there.”
Jio looked at her. “Okay, and what else?”
“They were acting... weird.”
“Weird how?”
“I don’t know…it’s like they were trying too hard to act normal.” She couldn’t explain it fully, but she knew that her eyes hadn’t played tricks on her.
“Oh, so you think they messing around?”
Nina didn’t know what to believe; that was the problem. “I’m not sure. I want to ask him though.”
“Well, it makes sense.”
“What does?”
He stared at her like she had completely missed the obvious.
“Cairo being gay too.” He shrugged.
Nina gaped at him. “You think─”
“I don’t know. Ask Ephrem,” he said dismissively.
“You know something… I can tell.” Nina stared at him and he leaned over and kissed her forehead.
Jio headed for the door. “I know people.”
“You’ll get your evidence,” he said over his shoulder. But Nina had a feeling Jio already had the verdict.
η
The next morning, Nina was awakened to doors opening and closing over and over again. The hallway was full of whispers and laughs. She heard a baby screaming at the top of its lungs and a dog barking too. The estate sounded like chaos.
The kitchen wasn’t nearby, but she could smell coffee and bacon, and it made her stomach growl.
Nina remained in bed for a little while longer, listening to what it sounded like when a family prepared for a memorable day.
She heard a lot of rushing and way more fussing.
Nina heard someone ask where the hell was their cufflinks.
And another wanted to know who the DJ for the reception was, as if it really mattered.
She didn’t expect Jio to still be in bed with her.
He’d been an early bird ever since they got back together.
On the nightstand next to her head was a bottle of water, a napkin with saltine crackers, and a pack of Altoids, because she swore that they made her tummy feel better whenever she woke up nauseous.
She had a good man and she loved the way he aimed to please. It required thought because the items didn’t magically appear out of thin air. Jio bought them with her in mind and she was grateful.
A note was written on a receipt from the gas station.
Eat something before you start running around.
Nina rolled her eyes but she did as he told her. He was learning her and vice versa. Relationships require so much patience and a lot more compromise.
In many ways, he had known her better than anybody.
He knew when she was anxious before she admitted it.
He knew when she was hungry before she got mean.
He knew how she liked her coffee, what kind of flowers made her smile, which side of the bed she preferred, and the exact tone her voice took when she was about to start whining or fussing.
She picked up a cracker and bit off a piece before getting up to shower and dress for the day. When she made it downstairs an hour later, the house didn’t look the same. It’d been transformed into a production with the inside of the home being one big dressing room.
Hair stylists and makeup artists moved through the second floor with rolling cases.
Garment bags hung from doorframes. Bridesmaids floated in matching robes, some already emotional, others were drinking mimosas and rolling blunts.
The older women in the family sat in full faces of makeup at the breakfast table with rollers still in their hair.
Nina overheard them gossiping about who looked good for their age and who needed to get a new wig.
Nina took it all in quietly. She wasn’t sure what she had expected from a mob wedding.