Chapter 10 #2
The feel of his skin and the heat from his body had quickly become two of my favorite sensations. He kissed me in the crook of the neck.
“Seeing you today at the stadium, wearing my name on your back like that, only one thought ran through my mind.”
“What was that?”
“Mine.”
My heart galloped in my chest. I didn’t speak, because there were too many emotions running through me for me to form coherent words.
“Your pretty ass out there looking so fucking radiant and growing my baby inside you . . .” He let his words trail off.
“She’s your baby now?” It was all I could muster up as a response. He called my baby his baby, even though my child’s father was one of biggest rivals.
“She and her mother belong to me.” He stopped nuzzling my neck and sat up on his elbow so that we could make eye contact.
“I’m not looking to have a situationship with you, Wyn.
I want you. I want your heart. I want the long fucking haul.
I want the longest fucking haul. I don’t see a future where you’re not in it.
My daughter was blowing me kisses two years into the future and telling me to catch them.
You think I’m not finna stay around and experience that? ”
I started to cry. Kaynaan’s words were so heartfelt. I could tell he meant everything he said by the way it landed in my spirit. Peace and calm surrounded me.
Pushing further up on his elbows, he hovered over me and kissed the tears as they ran down my cheeks.
“I’ve been waiting on my woman, Wyn. I’ve been playing in these streets and dating these chicks with half my attention on them and the other half searching for the woman that would cause something inside me to stir.
You’re here now. And not only did God finally send me my woman, he sent me an entire family.
I’m already knowing exactly what this is.
I’m just waiting on you to catch up, Brown Eyes. ”
I was taking in big gulps of air as I tried to compose myself from the ugly crying I was doing. When I finally managed to pull myself together, I asked him the question that seemed to nag at me. “Why would you want me, Kaynaan? My life is fucked up. I’m broke. I’m pregnant by a loser who—”
“Listen, first of all, everybody’s life seems fucked up at one time or another.
My grandmother, my mother’s mother, used to say that trouble don’t last always.
You’re not gonna always feel like you feel right now.
Secondly, how the hell are you broke when your man is wealthy as shit?
How much you need to feel like you’re good?
Ten stacks? Twenty?” He leaned over, grabbing his phone off the nightstand.
“Tell me the number so I can send it right now.”
I grabbed a few pieces of tissue from the box on my nightstand and blew my nose. While I was blowing, I heard my phone chime with the telltale sound of a text.
“Did you send me money?” My jaw was on the floor. “Did you send me money, Kaynaan Daniel Israel?”
“Yo, not too much on my entire government name.” He chuckled.
“Kaynaan.”
He put his phone back on the nightstand and gave me his undivided attention.
“Thirdly, I’m well aware of who my daughter’s sperm donor is.
I don’t wanna talk about that shit again, unless we’re in court taking away his parental rights.
You ain’t gotta remind me or none of that.
Here’s where I need your focus, Brown Eyes.
You’re not pregnant by me, but you’re pregnant with me.
I’mma be here every step of the way. Every ache.
Every pain. Every question. Every uncertainty.
Every appointment. Every item that needs to be purchased. Everything. I’mma be here.”
“I wanna believe that—I really do. But I have so much doubt. I mean, I know you feel like you mean what you’re saying, but I can’t believe blindly. I have too much to lose. My baby’s future is riding on me making good choices.”
He shrugged his shoulders. “Watch me.”
Before I could respond, he dipped under the blankets. Next thing I knew, his lips made contact with my stomach. He kissed it with reverence. Cooing softly, he uttered words against my belly that were only meant for the baby to receive.
Then he slowly descended, settling himself between my legs.
Pushing my thighs apart, his mouth at my center tongue kissing my clit.
My eyes immediately rolled to the back of my head at the sheer intensity of the pleasure he was creating in my core.
Since I’d been pregnant, I noticed that I was hornier than I’d ever been.
“Juicy ass mouth.” I moaned as I floated and tried not to levitate off the bed.
My hands struggled to push the blankets away.
When my hands finally made contact with Kaynaan’s head, they rested there.
Using his head as leverage, I thrust my hips forward, bucking off the bed and pressing my vagina further into his mouth.
He responded in kind by licking, sucking, biting, and teasing me more thoroughly.
My toes curled into the plush mattress as I accepted tumbling into waves of bliss. My body hummed under Kaynaan’s command. I whimpered in delight. Even though my mind was sometimes hesitant about falling into a serious situation with Kaynaan, my body was all his.