Chapter 27
“What are you doing here?” I asked when I opened my door to see Dinero. He hadn’t called or mentioned he would be stopping by, and the boys were at the skating rink with their friends.
“I needed to see you.”
“No, you don’t. What you need to do is go home to your wife.”
“She isn’t my wife, and you know that.” He huffed as if he had a reason to be upset.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Your fiancée. I’m sure she wouldn’t be too happy about the fact that you’re over here when your children are not here, although I don’t think she would be happy about you coming to see them either,” I vented. The boys weren’t very fond of her, and it was apparent that the sentiments were mutual.
“I didn’t come here to talk about her. I came to see you,” he insisted, pushing his way into my house.
“We don’t have anything to talk about outside of our children.”
“Exactly. I came to check on my baby. I haven’t gotten to talk to her since her mama is always mad at me.” I rolled my eyes because I almost forgot about the fact that we shared yet another child together. I still couldn’t wrap my mind around the fact that we were having another baby.
“What do you want, Money?” I pressed, folding my arms over my chest. My breasts were growing rapidly, and I actually liked the way they enhanced my shape. After I gave birth to the twins, I attempted to breastfeed, but the task was much more difficult than I could have imagined. By the first month, I’d given up because it seemed like I wasn’t producing enough milk for two babies. As a result, my milk dried up, and my breast shrunk down.
“I already told you. I want to spend time with my family.”
“And your family isn’t here, so come up with something else.” His hand reached out to cup my stomach. There was a little pudge there, but it wasn’t huge. We recently found out we were having a girl, and it seemed like my belly sprouted overnight. With the twins, it took no time for me to start showing, but this baby was a little bump.
“You’ve got it all wrong. I see two people who belong to me right here.”
Instead of addressing him, I headed back to my sectional where I had been watching a movie before he interrupted. Grabbing my blanket, I covered myself back up while tucking my feet under me. I didn’t bother to look over at Dinero, but I saw him through my peripheral as he sauntered over to me. Of course, he couldn’t sit down like a normal person. Instead, he ripped my blanket off me and yanked me by my foot until I was lying on my back on the sectional.
“Hey! What did you do that for!” I shrieked, attempting to sit back up. His childish ass pushed me right back down before joining me. He spread my legs then rested between them. I attempted to pull my shirt down but was met with a pop to the hand.
“I told you I came to spend time with my baby. I don’t know why you’re being so difficult.” The frown lines on his face caused me to giggle. This man was really in here trying to bully me.
“I’m pretty sure the baby is sleeping, but either way, you’re interrupting my alone time.” I pouted. I rarely got the chance to be by myself, but the boys were eager to hang out with their friends tonight.
“I don’t give a fuck about any of that. We wouldn’t have these issues if you weren’t trying to shut me out all of the time.”
“I don’t shut you out. I make sure you’re updated on everything you need to know. What more do you want from me?” He made a valid point because I’d been distancing myself from him. However, I did that to protect my heart and keep a clear line drawn for the two of us as co-parents. The less time we had to spend together, the better.
“Hey, daddy’s baby. I missed you.” Dinero spoke to my belly, leaning down to place kisses on it. My body shivered in response to his touches. “Your mean mommy has been giving me a hard time, so I haven’t been able to talk to my princess. I gotta make sure you get familiar with my voice before you get here.”
I propped my pillow under my head and tried to focus on the TV while Dinero continued to talk to my belly. The moment made me a little emotional, so I needed something to distract me. Little flutters at the bottom of my belly took me by surprise. I paused for a second to make sure I wasn’t making it up in my head. Then it happened again.
“Did you feel that?” I asked him.
“Hell yeah. I told you my little mama missed her daddy.” Pride radiated on his face the same way it did whenever the twins did something special.
“I wouldn’t go that far. She isn’t used to such a deep voice talking to her.”
“You’re damn right she isn’t. I wish you would have another man around my daughter. He’ll be missing before she even crowns the entrance of your pussy.” His threats were met with laughter. The way his face twisted up was priceless. This man was already overprotective over a baby who wasn’t even here yet.
“Oh, please. I don’t even bring men around the boys, so you don’t have anything to worry about. I’ll let you meet them before I introduce anyone to our children,” I assured him. His eyes squinted as he glared at me. I couldn’t stop laughing, and I prayed I didn’t pee on myself. Lately, my bladder had been my biggest opp.
“You hear that, little mama? Your mama has lost her damn mind, but I’mma let her make it for now. I can’t have her stressed out while you’re in her tummy. She had better get her mind right fast.” The feeling of his lips pressing against my belly sent tingles to my lower half. This wasn’t the time for my body to betray me when I was trying to set boundaries. I turned my head toward the television, hoping he would be leaving soon. I pretended to be deeply invested in the movie, but his hands were rubbing my belly and hips. At some point, his hands began to travel further, so I turned my attention back to him.
We locked eyes, and I watched as he raised his body and began to slide my shorts down my thighs.
“What are you?—”
“You ask too many questions. Focus on your movie and let me worry about what I’m doing.” Normally, I would argue with him, but the truth was that I desperately needed an orgasm. Being pregnant kicked my hormones up to another level. Doing as he suggested, I went back to the movie. Dinero gripped my thighs before placing them over his shoulders.
“Damn, this pussy smells like heaven,” he groaned. His thick tongue slid between my slit, and my head went back.
“Ahh,” I moaned, no longer able to focus on anything else.
“I love the way you taste. Shit.” Dinero slurped and licked from my clit down to the crack of my ass. I jerked when his tongue slid inside my hole while his thumb stroked my bud. I squirmed beneath him, but it only fueled him.
“Oh, yes, baby. You’re eating this pussy so good,” I praised. I tried to hold it together, but I couldn’t. He was driving me crazy, and he knew it.
“I don’t why you thought you were gonna keep this pussy away from me. Do you see how gushy this pussy gets for me? She ain’t doing that for anybody else,” Dinero asserted. The rebellious part of me wanted to tell him it wasn’t true, but the oncoming orgasm took precedence.
“I-I?—”
“Gimme that nut, Sunny. Feed your man.”
My legs shook uncontrollably, with my thighs pressed against his head. He didn’t seem to mind as he continued to feast on me like my pussy was the best thing he had ever tasted.
“That’s it, baby. Don’t stop cumming until you have nothing left.” I thought he would let up, but instead, Dinero pressed his face deeper into my center. His beard hair tickled my skin from how deep he was. My hand reached down to stroke his waves while I cried out with pleasure.
“You like the way I’m eating this pretty pussy, Sunny? Who can eat your pussy better than me? Huh? Who makes your body cum more than I do?”
“N-nobody,” I stuttered, relishing in the feeling of his tongue sloshing through my wetness. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” I whispered into his mouth as he kissed me feverishly. I’d never craved another human being the way I craved him. It should be a crime for a man to be so addictive. Even though I knew it was wrong for me to be having sex with him, my body didn’t care.
He tore my top right down the middle, exposing my breasts. I giggled at his animalistic nature. His hands roamed all over my body, sending chills down my spine. I didn’t even care that we were in the living room. I needed him right here and now.
“I’ve been thinking about this pussy all fucking week.” Dinero groaned into my neck. He kissed and sucked my flesh without a care in the world. It was almost as if he was marking his territory.
When he stood up to remove his pants, the anticipation grew more and more intense. I was addicted to this man, and there was no type of rehab that could cure my need for his touch. Even when I vowed to stay away from him, I could never get him off my mind. I wanted him, even though I knew I couldn’t have him the way I wanted to.
His pants and boxers hit the floor at the same time, but my eyes were focused on the thick pipe standing at attention. My mouth watered at the thought of having him inside of me. When our eyes locked, I expected to see a cocky smirk on his face. Instead, all I saw was his desire for me.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmured. I’d grown used to compliments from men over the years, but it was something about his compliments that held more weight. A lot of men saw me as a sexual entity, something for them to lust after and conquer, but with him, things were different. The love and care he possessed for me reflected in his eyes as well.
Once we were both naked, he wrapped my legs around his waist, while he stroked my clit with his thumb.
“You see how wet your pussy gets for me? Listen to her talk.” He groaned, working his fingers in and out of me while my pussy made loud, squishy sounds.
“Did you miss me?”
I shook my head in defiance. A smirked graced his sexy face as he continued to finger fuck me. He rubbed against my spot, and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter.
“Are you sure? Because she seems to be saying something different,” he taunted, curving his fingers as my body tensed up. When he removed his digits from my tunnel, I wanted to scream.
“Why did you do that?” I whined.
“You said you didn’t miss me, so maybe I should leave.” Dinero moved as if he was about to get up, so I reached out to stop him. The smirk on his face made me want to strangle him. However, I was not going to let him leave without giving me what I needed.
“You play too much,” I grumbled under my breath.
“I’m not the one who is playing.” Dinero hovered over me, and his ‘Money’ chain hung in front of me. Reaching up to his neck, I unhooked the heavy jewelry so it wouldn’t get in the way. I leaned over to set it on the floor, but he stopped me.
“Put it on,” he insisted. “I’ve never gotten the chance to fuck you while you wear my chain.”
I wanted to reply, but the feeling of his mushroom tip sliding between my lower lips interrupted my thoughts. Once I got the chain secured, I lay all the way back on the couch.
“Now, tell me the truth. Did you miss me? Did you miss the way I fuck that pretty pussy? Huh?”
“Yes,” I moaned. The teasing sent me over the edge, and I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Good girl. I guess I can stopping fucking with you and give you what you need,” Dinero whispered as he lined himself with my opening. We both hissed as he pushed the rest of the way in. The fullness of his length triggered an orgasm almost immediately.
Dinero got right to business, poking at my spot until I could feel my nectar dripping down my ass and onto the couch. Damn, I’m gonna have to clean this before the kids come home.
“Ahh!” I screamed as Dinero pumped into me roughly.
“I want all of your attention on me.” No audible words were spoken, but I nodded to let him know I understood. “You’re so beautiful. Do you know that?” I nodded my response to avoid moaning too loud.
“Naw, I want to hear you say it. Tell me you’re beautiful,” he demanded.
“I-I’m beautiful!” Dinero pushed my legs into my chest while he dug deeper.
“Tell me you’re worthy.”
“I-I’m worthy!”
“Damn fucking right you are.” My pussy was going crazy, squirting and farting. I would have been embarrassed if he wasn’t fucking all the sense out of me.
“She sounds so fucking sexy. You hear the way your pussy is talking to daddy? She missed me as much as I’ve missed her. Do you love me?” This time, I hesitated to respond, and Dinero didn’t take too kindly to that. His hand gripped my throat as his body hovered over mine. He was still pounding into me.
“You heard me. Answer the fucking question, and you better answer right or I’mma make you pay for it. You already know what it is. Do. You. Love. Me ?” My lower belly tingled, indicating another orgasm. I took too long to respond, and Dinero retaliated by pulling out abruptly. Like a true addict, I reached up to pull him back.
“Wait, wait. I love you. Please, I need you.” All shame flew out the window when my nut was on the line. This baby had me hornier than a teenage boy. I needed this nut like I needed my next breath.
“I see you catch on quick. Let me hear it again.”
“I love you.” The moment he entered me again, my entire body shuddered. It was as if he belonged there, and my body welcomed him back home.
“Again. Tell me again.”
“ I love you so much. ” The pressure returned, and I was on the brink of insanity. Dinero continued to tease me by pulling out and rubbing his length between my folds before pushing back inside. Each time he entered me, I saw stars. My legs locked around his waist in my attempt to hold him in place.
“You ready to cum, baby?”
“Yes, please,” I pleaded. I couldn’t take this torture any longer.
“Cum for me, Sunny baby. Coat my dick with all that good shit.” My body erupted so hard that I held onto him for stability.
“Fuck.” He didn’t need to tell me he was cumming because I could feel his dick twitching inside of me. I thought he would collapse next to me, but instead, he lifted me up from the couch.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m taking you upstairs. You didn’t think I was done with you, did you?” I squealed as he jogged up the stairs. I laughed all the way to the room until he placed me on the bed. For the next hour, Dinero made love to my body until I curled up into the fetal position and passed out. When I woke up, he and the boys were downstairs eating dinner together. Tamia’s words played in my head, and she was right. I was weak for him, and no amount of space or distance would change it.