Legend
“ I ’m starving,” Legacy stated, walking to the bathroom.
“Let me fill that tummy since it’s empty, ma,” I called out. I walked into our walk-in closets and grabbed a couple of outfits for us and laid them on the bed.
We had just returned from having Kayson’s sixth birthday celebration at the zoo. It was Kali’s week to have him, but she and I had gone in together to plan the memorable birthday celebration for our son.
She had long since forgiven Legacy for her little show up and show out at the café, almost two years ago.
“You’re not talking about filling it with what I’m thinking about,” Legacy replied, pulling her tank top and shorts off as she walked toward the shower and turned it on.
We had pizza, wings, and other foods at the birthday celebration, but although she had a ball, my baby couldn’t eat around those animal smells. Kali had felt the same way. They both agreed that the scent ruined their appetites.
I knew that Kali and Clayton were going to eat somewhere after they left the zoo, and Kayson’s greedy ass would probably get another dinner. I had offered to pick Legacy something up on the way home, but she had insisted she wasn’t hungry.
“Want me to cook you something?” I asked as I gripped her ass cheeks from behind and nibbled her neck.
“What’re you thinking about cooking, babe?”
“Whatever my baby wants, she gets.”
“Mm . . . I like the sound of that.”
“Just let me know, ma,” I replied, taking my shorts and shirt off.
“What about you? What’re you eating?” she asked, pulling from my embrace and getting into the shower.
“I’m feasting on you.” I removed my underwear and socks and stroked my growing arousal.
“Not until I wash this stench off me, boy.”
“What stench?”
“This zoo stench.”
“Smells good to me, ma,” I replied, kneeling in the shower before her.
“I’m serious, Legend. Let me cleanse myself first.”
“Baby,” I replied, looking up into her eyes with seriousness in mine.
“What?”
“Spread them legs and feed a nigga like he on death row.”
She fell out laughing and tried pushing me away. “Boy, you’re stupid.”
“I ain’t playing, ma. Ya man is dead ass,” I countered, rubbing her clitoris with my thumb.
All protestations fell away as she dropped her head back against the shower. I massaged it while caressing her inner thigh. When she relaxed and moaned, I slowly slid a finger into her, marveling at the softness of her essence.
The shower water pelted me from above and massaged the muscles in my back. I slid a finger in and out of her, twisting and crooking it until she cried out. “Please, baby. Put me out of my misery. Give me what I need.”
I leaned forward and slid my tongue through her wet flesh. Her pussy was warm, silken, and tasty. My tongue worked her over, and Legacy cupped my head, pulling me closer and holding me to her.
As my tongue ate that pussy, I slid two fingers inside of her and worked her over until she threw her leg over my shoulder. “Legend!”
“You ready to cum?” I asked, pulling back.
“Yesss.”
“Turn around.”
She turned around and placed her hands against the shower tiles. I spread her ass cheeks and pressed my tongue inside.
“Aww fuck, Legend. That’s what I want,” she cried out.
My tongue pressed deeper into her as my fingers plundered that pussy. She lifted a leg and thrust her ass out to give me more. I loved how freaky my baby was and how she gave me whatever I wanted without asking any questions or complaining.
Three fingers sank deeper inside of her pussy, and Legacy gyrated wildly until she came on my fingers. I stood, turned her toward the shower water, and bent her over.
“Grip them ankles, ma, and make something spread for me.”
She did as I asked, and I slid into her warm pussy. My eyes fluttered closed as I cherished the feeling of her warm heat. I slowly ground inside of her, sliding across her walls, and stroking her deep within.
I pulled out slowly and slammed into her again. She rocked forward onto the balls of her feet.
“Keep my pussy still. I ain’t no marathon runner, I’m not running a mile for my shit. Put it on me, ma.”
She twerked hard all around me. “That’s it, baby. You gon’ make a nigga go insane until they put a straitjacket on his ass.”
She twerked harder, and I beat that ass like I didn’t have a lick of sense.
When she bounced it, I lost it. I smacked her on the ass so hard that she groaned. “Ohhh.”
“I’m cumming again, Legend.”
I held on for a few more seconds until she came all down my dick. And when she did, I released inside of her. “Take it, future baby mama. Get all that seed. There goes my son. There went my daughter. There go them gahdamn twins!” I shouted as I finished busting that nut.
When she stood up again, she pushed her wet, curly hair back from her face. “Nigga. Is you insane?”
I pointed at her crotch. “It’s her fault. Blame her ass for making a nigga like that.”
She shook her head and turned her back on me. We both grabbed our washcloths and began washing. When we finished and stepped out of the shower, I followed her into the bathroom with our towels.
“Baby, you moving in with me was the best decision I ever made.”
“No, sir. It actually made you lose your mind. How the hell are you gonna get four kids off one nut?”
“It was a big one, baby. It was a big one. I actually saw seven or eight, but I only saw four that was gon’ make it. I got some top athletes in there, I know.”
“You’re silly. Legend, what are these clothes on the bed for?”
“Thought I would take you out to dinner. Have a nice celebration.”
“For what?”
“It’s been six months since you moved in. I wanted to celebrate.”
It had taken a minute for me to become acclimated to this relationship thing, but I was glad I had finally opened up to love.
“Really, Legend? You’re so sweet,” she pronounced, cupping my face and kissing my lips.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Get dressed so we can get out of here.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Baby, I have to go to the office real quick,” Legacy declared as we headed to the restaurant.
I bit back my smile and asked, “What’s up?”
“Jeremy Edwards needs a very important file.”
“It’s Saturday, baby.”
“I know, but you know how anal he is. He likes to overprepare for upcoming cases. He has to be in court on Monday at eight.”
“Okay, baby. But if we lose our reservations, that’s your fault.”
“Reservations? Where are you taking me?”
“That’s a surprise.”
“You didn’t mention reservations.”
“Now ya li’l nosy ass is worried. Nah, we ’bout to make sure Jeremy’s corny ass is squared away. If we don’t get into this five-star restaurant, I’m taking your ass to McDonald’s and buying you a happy meal, and ya ass better be happy.”
“But, baby?—”
“Don’t but baby me. This ain’t BK, you ain’t getting shit your way tonight.”
“You’re being mean to me,” she complained, fiddling with the radio.
“Whatever.”
We chilled on the way to the office building, listening to the soulful saxophone of Red Groove as we drove.
“I promise, I won’t be more than ten minutes, baby.”
“It’s gon’ take ya ass twenty minutes to climb all them damn stairs.”
“Shit. I don’t have my gym shoes.”
“Sounds like the elevator to me.”
“Legend,” she whined.
“If you take the stairs in those heels, it’s gonna be twice as long.”
“No, it won’t.”
“Yes, it will. I’ll go with you. Ain’t nothing gon’ happen, baby.”
She pouted and sighed. “Okay.”
I shut the car off and locked it up. We passed the security officer, Tanya, at the front desk, who greeted us both and nodded at me with a smile.
“She is always flirting with you. Friendly ass self,” Legacy complained.
“Girl, quit that shit.”
I pressed the button for the elevator, and the first elevator on the right opened. We stepped on, and as soon as the doors closed, she gasped.
“What’s that?” she asked, pointing at the paper on the doors that read, “Will . . .”
“Hell if I know.”
She spent the rest of the ride trying to figure it out until we arrived at her office. She fired up her computer, found the file, and sent it to Jeremy.
“Where did that come from?” she asked, pointing at the large sign on the reception desk that read “You . . .”
“I don’t know.”
“It wasn’t there when we came in.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah,” she replied as my phone buzzed.
I pulled it out and frowned.
“What’s wrong?”
“Courtland asked me to check the doors on the rooftop. He said he was up there last night, and he wasn’t sure if he closed it.”
“Can’t maintenance check it?”
“They could, but I guess he doesn’t want to hear shit about his irresponsibility.”
She sighed but followed me to the elevator. We took the elevator to the last floor before we walked to the stairwell. At the door, there was another sign that read, “Marry . . .”
“Okay, what the hell is going on?” she asked.
“I don’t know. Guess someone’s got something planned on Monday. Ain’t got shit to do with me,” I replied and walked up the last level.
“Let me find out you’re up to something, Legend Mekhi Waters.”
“What makes you think it’s me?”
“You’re the one who had the big puzzle on my desk that time.”
“It ain’t me, baby.”
“Mm-hmm.”
I pushed the door open. “While we’re up here, might as well get us a quickie in.”
“I’m not about to mess up this white Dior dress on this roof,” she complained.
“Girl, move that crate in front of the door while I go around here and make sure ain’t nobody in our spot.”
“Whatever.”
I rushed to the other side, pressed a finger against my lips, reached inside my pocket, and then kneeled on the floor beside the table.
“Hold it still, li’l man,” I instructed Kayson.
He bobbed his head and smiled a gap-toothed smile. He’d only recently lost his two front teeth.
Legacy walked around the side and spotted us before she screamed, “What the?” She pressed her hands against her face. “Ohmigosh, ohmigosh!” She repeatedly shouted.
Kayson held a piece of cake that read “Us,” and I held out the ring.
Tears flew down my li’l baby’s face, and she ran to us.
She threw her arms around Kayson’s neck and peppered his face with kisses.
Then she turned to me, shoved my shoulder, and declared, “You’re horrible.
I knew you were up to something. Took me through all this.
I was scared, nervous, and thought we were in the middle of a scary movie. ”
“Girl, ya li’l ass doing too much.” I pulled her onto my knee.
“Answer the man’s question. Gahdamn,” Josi groaned.
She was here, along with her boyfriend, Khalan ; Mauri and Courtland; my brother, Creighton, and his girl, Trina; my sister, Tabitha, and her husband, Drew; and Kali and Clayton, who had brought Kayson.
Clayton and I still didn’t give a fuck about each other, but we put our beef aside for the sake of my son.
“Yes, baby! Yes, I’ll marry you,” Legacy declared. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply.
“Thank you for making me the happiest man in the world.”
“Always, sweetheart.”
I had gotten beyond my fears of losing someone who loved me and learned how to trust again. I knew the future that Legacy and I shared would be bright, and I couldn’t wait to make our little family of three into four, hopefully someday soon. I knew that only good things were around the corner.
THE END