12. Turk #3
Shorty’s five-five on a good day, so I know she’s on her toes as I explore her mouth with my tongue.
She tastes as sweet as she always does. That strawberry gloss she wears, man. I slurp it off her lips like I’m parched.
She melts into me as I deepen the kiss. Her hands wrap around my wrists, anchoring herself to me and her sweet moans fill my ears.
I let go of her with the intention of getting her naked, but when she is, and I see her stomach again, I freeze.
Right there, on my knees for her, I palm one side of her bump and kiss the other.
“I love you already, baby girl.”
I look up when I feel Pay’s hand on my locs. Lust and adoration shine in her eyes.
“Go lay on the bed, Pay.”
I stand and peel out of my clothes. She lays back on my bed on her elbows, watching me, licking that bottom lip of hers.
A million thoughts fight and yell over each other in my head but I can’t focus.
I refuse to. I have to live in the now. I can only see the goddess of a woman in front of me, growing swollen with my daughter.
After kicking off my boxers I kneel on the bed, skimming her legs until I get down to her thighs and pry them apart.
Settling between them, I hum with satisfaction. That perfect flower of hers is glistening, and I waste no time devouring her.
Two orgasms later she’s yanking on my locs to get her reprieve, but she’s not gonna find that with me. Because as soon as I get up for air, I’m siding into her and tonguing her down so she can taste what I do to her.
I moan in her mouth like a female but I don’t even give a fuck. I forgot how fantastic pregnant pussy is. My eyes cross and my toes cramp as I try to hold my nut in but it’s no use.
This shit coming whether I like it or not.
So I slide my hands under us and get a good grip on her ass. Then I pull her up so I can thrust as deep as I can get, grinding my pelvic bone on her clit.
“C’mon, Pay. Come with Daddy,” I growl before letting loose.
Thank fuck my orgasm triggers hers.
I manage to keep all my weight off her, and when she opens her eyes and kisses my shoulder, I slide out of that magical place and pull her up with me.
We’re back on the bed after cleaning up.
She fits perfectly in my arms, same as Autumn.
One of my arms is wrapped around her chest going to sleep, while my other hand is back on her bump, and I have to remind myself I still gotta pack and get Deuce from school.
I’m cool off him going to G-Pops for awhile, not until I figure out what to do about him and his cousins.
Ain’t no telling what the fuck Tweedledee and Tweedledumb tell their kids, and I don’t need any negativity around my son.
“You can’t come to my appointments if you’re going to be flirting with my doctor, Royce.”
I tighten my hold on her and chuckle. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Paypay.”
I can hear her rolling her eyes and chuckle more.
“I don’t even know anymore if you realize the effect you have on women.”
“I don’t really give a fuck, for real. Never have.”
“Only about Autumn, huh?”
I lean in and kiss her shoulder. “Only Autumn. Now you, too.”
She doesn’t reply verbally, just settles more into me. My dick’s half hard, but we not on that. Her being in my arms, not being a smartass, is nice.
It’s more than nice, honestly. It’s almost everything.
“My mama was superstitious as hell, especially when it came to me.” I don’t even know why the words are coming out of me, but I go with it.
“She said because of how pure the love was that made me, I’d be ‘abundant and overflowing indefinitely’ and had to ‘protect my pure energy.’ Her words exactly.
I didn’t think much of it since I was so young, but when I was coming up I thought she was talking about how people will suck you dry. I was still wrong, though.”
“What do you think she meant?”
“I think she meant I had to be selective on who I let in because I’ll never be able to let them go after. She met my dad and made me in less than a day, and never saw him again, but he was it for her. Nigga was in the middle of a crime and that ain’t stop shit.”
“And you met Autumn once and that was it for you?”
“Nah, not in the way you’re thinking. I was eight, Pay.
My mom had been dead a year, my sisters hated me, I moved away from all my friends, and G-Pops was still halfway in the field.
I was alone a lot of the times, drowning in my grief.
And then there’s a girl on the playground who looks as lost as me.
So I figured we could be lost together. And we were for a long time. ”
“Autumn and I… we don’t talk about our lives.” Pay’s voice is barely above a whisper. “She’s probably already told you this–”
“Me and Autumn talk about a lot, but not you guys’ relationship. I’ve always respected you and what y’all got Pay. But if you wanna vent, I’m here for you in any way you need.” I kiss her shoulder again to encourage her.
She sighs. “Thank you Royce… Four years and I feel like we don’t know each other–either of you.
At first we were having so much fun. We fell in love so fast. We clung to each other.
Neither of us would go below the surface and we both reveled in it.
She doesn’t share anything about her life, and I never pushed because I didn’t want to share anything about mine.
And it worked… until it didn’t. And now everything’s so fucked up, Royce. ”
She shudders in my arms and I pull her more into me until I can’t tell our bodies apart.
“She’s so far away. And I’m pregnant. And everything I’ve run from is coming back. And now we’re so complicated. I never thought… I didn’t want… I don’t know what to do, Royce.”
She turns and buries her head in my chest and I just let her cry it out.
I knew it was coming, and that’s why I didn’t push her.
Baby girl’s so much like Autumn, the more time I spend around her, the more I see.
They both have the same insecurities, both need to feel needed, and both try to hold onto everything by themselves.