Chapter 13 #2
“When CJ first made his run at her, not gonna lie, I felt a way. But then I considered what he told me about how he would never go after my sister on no bullshit. Knowing him the way I do, I believed him. And he’s been true to his word.
He’s good to my sister. He treats her with the utmost respect and spoils her rotten.
He worships the ground she walks on and treats her exactly the way she deserves to be treated.
I hope that when I tell you that I would never purposely hurt or deceive Ryann, that all I want to do is provide, protect, and spoil her, you’ll consider the man you know me to be.
I hope you’ll watch my actions and acknowledge how they line up with my words.
And I hope we won’t have to revisit this conversation. ”
“You ain’t gotta puff your chest out at me, young blood,” he began but paused as CJ bent the corner and joined us.
“Yo, my wife sent me around here to check on y’all. She wanted to make sure that nobody had anybody in a headlock or nothing like that,” CJ said and I wasn’t sure if he was joking or not.
“It’s nothing like that, man,” Mr. Upton insisted.
“Brix, when I mentioned that I saw touches of Ryann in the bedroom, it wasn’t an accusation.
It was an acknowledgment. I see you integrating my daughter into your home and into your life.
Ryann got on me about the things I said to her that you overheard.
” He sighed. “She told me that my words caused you to pull away from her, when what she wanted was to continue to explore where things could go with you. She and my wife fussed at me about my daughter being a grown woman. I know she’s grown, but to part of me, she’ll always be my little girl.
“But at some point, I’m gonna have to trust her with some little nigga.
And of all the no-good niggas out there, I’m cool with it being you, Brix.
I’ve always liked you. Always thought you were respectable and kind.
I watched how you treated the other little girl you used to date, and you were good to her.
Lil Chris has always spoken highly of you. ”
“Now, I’m Lil Chris?” CJ joked.
“Shut up, CJ. And I couldn’t love Genesis more if she was my biological daughter.
You come from the same stock as her, so I’m gonna give you the benefit of the doubt off the rip.
But I wouldn’t be any kind of upstanding father if I didn’t tell you that I will break my foot off in your motherfucking ass if you even think about hurting my baby girl.
No questions asked, I will disappear you. ”
“Noted.”
The three of us stood there in an awkward silence. Finally, I broke it. “Ay, y’all wanna see the nursey before the women see it? Ryann finished it a few weeks ago.”
“Yeah. Then I can rub it in Kim’s face that I saw it before her.”
“Come on.” I led them across the hall.
After having birthday brunch with her family, Ryann was exhausted.
Her family agreed to give her time to nap and recalibrate so they could take her out for a birthday dinner.
Winding down in our empty kitchen, she was at the refrigerator putting ice and water into her travel cup while I sat at the island responding to texts on my phone.
I glanced over at her and noticed that she’d changed into what she considered nap clothes—a sports bra and biker shorts.
The fullness of her stomach made me smile.
The fullness of both her breasts and her ass made me lick my lips.
“Ay, Ry, come here right quick.”
She walked over to me, and my eyes stayed on the pussy print her shorts were emphasizing. “What’s up?” She took a sip of water before squealing when I pulled her shorts and panties down. “Brix!”
I ignored her, instead lifting her on the island. I wiggled her shorts and underwear down her legs until they were in a heap on the floor, then I removed the water bottle from her hands before laying her back on the countertop.
Before she had a chance to speak, or even react, I hoisted her thick thighs over my shoulders and spanked her clit with my tongue before pulling it into my mouth.
“Happy birthday to me,” she said softly.
I swirled my tongue around her center, creating a creaminess that I couldn’t wait to devour. I licked and sucked. Licked and sucked. Licked and sucked, until she started to writhe under my attack. Her back arched and her hips rolled against my face.
My name floated from her lips and out into the atmosphere, sounding like a plea. Like an entreaty. Like a request. And I loved that shit. It caused me to go harder, to lick her more slowly, to curl my tongue, and to nibble her clit.
Her hands went to the back of my head and pressed me deeper into her pussy. She opened her legs wider. Moaned more loudly and pressed into my face while I tongue kissed the sensitive bundle of nerves.
We stayed like that—me pleasuring her in the most intimate way until her moans picked up, growing louder while her body noticeably tensed. Just as quickly, she relaxed and flooded my mouth with the sweetest nectar. I licked her clean while she trembled and rode waves of ecstasy until they subsided.
“Brix,” she crooned as she lay flat on the island.
“Come down.” I helped her down. As soon as both of her feet were solidly on the ground, I bent her over the island, spread her legs, and positioned myself.
I slid into her slowly, loving the way her wet ass pussy gripped me so tightly.
The feeling of penetration was always a heady moment, but with Ryann, the moment was on steroids.
Her juiciness combined with her tightness threatened to make me release my load.
I pounded into her, holding on to the edge of the countertop for stability.
She was caged in. She couldn’t get away from me if she tried as I worked her middle relentlessly.
“Ooh.” Her sex sounds were sweet to my ears.
“You feel so fucking good!” I gritted out the words through clenched teeth.
“Same,” she panted, her voice was raspy with pleasure ascending in octaves as she came undone. She quaked visibly as her orgasm overtook her and waves of satisfaction moved through her body.
I continued to stroke her until I caught up to my own orgasm, cursing loudly as a tidal wave of rapture threatened to drown me. Loads of cum raced from my dick and saturated her womb in spurts. When my balls were finally empty, we both slid to the floor, and I held her in my lap.
I kissed her cheek and then her neck. I buried my face in her hair. Everything about her made me feel so… full. “I love your pretty ass, Ry. I promise I do. I love you, baby.”
She turned in my arms to face me. “I love you, too.” She gave me an innocent smile. “Our daughter is going to be born into friendship and love.”
“She was created in friendship and love.” I amended.
She sat with that thought for a few minutes before saying, “Yeah, she was.”