Chapter 18 #2
“Cause, daddy, I’m tending to my baby.” she said with her little grown ass.
“Oh yeah?” Jahrein tickled her. She was giggling her little head off.
“Stop daddy.” she laughed.
I sat and watched those two horse around. My daughter was so pretty with her long curly hair. She was looking like a little princess in her pink Gucci outfit. Her dimples were sinking deep into her cheeks as she enjoyed her daddy.
Jahrein took a seat next to her. “Daddy, loves you.” he told her as he kissed her cheek.
“I love you, daddy. You love Jahlero too?” she asked him.
“Yeah.” he replied.
“You love little Jahrein?”
“Yeah.”
“You love…Jahrae too?”
“Yep.”
“You love Jahreiah?”
“Yep.”
“You love…mommy?”
“Yes.” he said as he looked over at me.
I couldn’t stand the glare so I looked away.
“Daddy, I’m not your friend.” she pouted as she folded her arms across her chest.
“Why not?” Jahrein pretended to pout poking his bottom lip out.
“Because you don’t live with me, anymore.”
“Well, daddy is going to try to work on that.”
“And who is that lady that you brought to my party? Don’t she got her own daddy?” she sassed.
I couldn’t help but laugh and so did Jahrein.
“She is just daddy’s friend.” he claimed as he looked at me.
“Daddy, why do you and mommy have boyfriends and girlfriends if y’all married?”
“Oh, I don’t have a girlfriend, baby. Your mommy needed her space.” he lied to my daughter.
“Jahrein, don’t do that.” I finally spoke.
“Well, it’s the truth.”
“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes.
“Good, I got y’all together.” Red said. “Y’all say cheese for the camera.” she snapped a picture.
“Cheese!”
Ten minutes later it was time to sing happy birthday to Jhyrah. Me and Jahrein continued to sit at the same table. Both of our companions ended up at different tables. Neither seemed too pleased about it but my kids had the biggest smiles on their faces and that’s all that mattered.
Every other second I heard, “Look mommy and daddy.” The kids wanted us to go do this with them and that with them. We had to put our differences aside for my baby’s day.
Jahrein was holding Jahlero while he watched me and Jhyrah try to ride on a virtual motorcycle game. “Jahrein baby, can I talk to you for a minute.” I heard Amber say.
“What’s up?” Jahrein asked as he continued to focus on us.
“I want to talk in private.” she hissed. That’s when they stepped out of earshot.
I was trying like hell to see what was going on at the corner of my eye. I could tell that the conversation was heated. Eventually, she stomped off towards the party area. Jahrein resumed observing me and Jhyrah with Jahlero in his arms.
“Look at your mommy and sister.” Jahrein told Jahlero.
I saw Khalil walk past us like five times. It was obvious that he spying on me. Every time I tried to get away from them Jhyrah would find something else for us to do. My daughter was the cleverest of them all.
By the end of the party Jhyrah had too many gifts. It took four people to load all of her shit in my new Navigator. I still had the Benz, and Khalil paid the notes for the Nav.
All the party goers were long gone and Jahrein was still hanging around my truck talking to the kids. His woman looked like she could spit nails as she sat in his truck with her arms folded. Hell, I was ready for his ass to go. I wanted to take my butt home.
Luckily, Khalil drove his Lexus truck there, so he had already drove off pissed.
“Jahrein, it’s time to go. Your friend is tired of waiting and I’m just tired.” I yawned.
“Daddy, are you coming over to Khalil’s house?” Jahrae asked Jahrein.
“Why? Y’all staying over there?” he asked with anger in his voice.
“Yeah, we just moved with him.” Jahrein Junior replied.
Jahrein gave me the upset stomach look. “You living with that nigga?!” he yelled.
“Jahrein, don’t start this in front of the kids.” I said trying to remain calm.
“Hell, naw! Answer my question so we can fix this shit right now. My kids aint staying under the same roof with that nigga one more night!”
“Jahrein, you tripping!”
“No, you tripping. Come on y’all get out.” he opened the door to my truck.
“Y’all stay y’all asses right there.” I said to my kids. “You aint taking them nowhere. You got somebody too. I don’t know her.” I pointed at his truck.
“Man, fuck her. She aint been to our house and aint gon never go. My kids aint gon be in the house with another man.”
“Jahrein, I’m ready to go.” Amber said as she raised her head out of his truck.
“Look, I’m busy. If you in so much of a hurry then call a ride.”
“Take that girl home.” I said.
“You shut your ass up.” he told me.
“Fuck this shit.” Amber spat as she hopped out of his truck and limped away in those uncomfortable heels.
I had to laugh. Jahrein was dead wrong and I would hate to be in those other bitches’ shoes.
He was never so callus towards me. I was glad to see that he didn’t have strong feelings for that chick.
I don’t know if I would’ve been able to handle that.
My heart was smiling as I watched home girl struggle to walk away.
“Come on, y’all.” Jahrein told the kids never bothering to give Amber a second glance.
I was standing there just giggling my ass off. I was like what the hell are we doing? We were taking our kids through some unnecessary changes. He’d been tripping. I’d been tripping. It was time for us to get our shit together.
“What’s so damn funny?” he raised a brow.
“Us.” I laughed.
“Us?” he sounded confused.
“Yeah, us. We can’t keep playing tug-a-war with five little human beings. This is not right. They don’t even deserve it.”
“Then what do you suggest that we do, because I aint living apart from them.” Jahrein said seriously. It sent chills down my spine to know that he was determined to be a permanent fixture in his children’s lives.
“I don’t know Jahrein, but this here aint working.”
“That’s on you, Raven. We can’t fix nothing if you aint willing to try.”
“I’m willing.” I said a little above a whisper.
“Come again?” he urged. “I couldn’t hear you.”
“I said I’m willing.” I spoke up just a bit more.
“So, what does that mean?” he asked me as he walked over to my side of the truck.
“I don’t know. Maybe we can try to fix things.” I hunched my shoulders.
“You mean the living arrangements or our marriage?”
I took a second to think about my answer. “Both.” I finally replied.
“Are you sure? I mean, because once we go there aint no turning back. No more Khalil. No more running when you get tired of dealing with shit.”
I sighed. “Jahrein, I know that.”
“I’m just making sure because I don’t want no misunderstandings.” he said as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. It felt like it had been an eternity since he’d held me that way. I could finally breathe again.
I placed my head on his chest and had never felt more at peace.
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Instead of heading to my place that I shared with Khalil I headed home with Jahrein. The kids we worn out so it wasn’t long before they were all asleep. I was kind of feeling anxious about being with him. It reminded me of my first time.
I was a little self-conscious about my body. I wanted to keep my clothes on. Things were more pronounced when I was nude and I was trying to avoid a certain topic.
Jahrein held me as we lay in bed. He was placing the sweetest kisses on my neck. “I missed you so much.” He whispered over and over.
I couldn’t completely focus on him because I was trying to tune out my ringing cell phone. Finally Jahrein reached for it.
“Hello.” he spoke into my phone.
“Who the fuck is this?” I heard Khalil shout.
Jahrein sucked his teeth. “Nigga, who the fuck you think it is?”
“Say, main, let me talk to Raven.”
Jahrein pulled the phone from his face. “Is this nigga serious?” he placed the phone back to his ear.
“Say my nigga, I aint gonna tell you this but once.
Don't ring this phone no more. You aint got shit to say to mine.
If you see her on the streets don't say shit. This me, nigga. Know that.” he ended the call.
He resumed kissing me as if he’d never stopped. I was soaking wet, but I was hesitant about going all the way. I guess he could sense how tense I was.
“Baby, relax. I just want to make you feel good.” he whispered into my ear as he untied my halter top.
Once my breasts were fully exposed I felt a slight chill that made my nipples harden. Jahrein hungrily took one into his mouth. He knew just how to suck them. As he twirled his tongue over it I damn near creamed on myself. I couldn’t help but squirm around.
“Be still.” he whispered as he pulled down my shorts. He looked at me in shock. “Where your panties at?”
“I forgot them at home.” I laughed.
“So, you wasn’t wearing any panties for that nigga?” he frowned.
“No, I knew that you’d be there.”
“Tell me anything.” he growled as he spread my legs apart.
He just sat and stared at my recently shaved pussy as if he was trying to capture that moment. He gently ran his index finger between the lips.
“You soaking wet.” he said as he rubbed my clit. “Listen to that.” he told me as he played in my wetness.
Jahrein then opened the lips wider and took a taste. He was licking slowly as if he was really trying to savor it. He was smacking and all as he darted his tongue all over my clit.
He was so into it that he grabbed me by the hips and lifted my lower body. He damn near had me upside down as he buried his entire head in my pussy. I was grinding the hell out his face.
“Oh, Jahrein, I miss this so much.” I moaned. He didn’t reply but picked up the pace.
“Uhh. Oh shit! Jahrein. Ja… baby oh my goodness. What are you trying to do to me?”
He rose his head up and his mouth was extra greasy. “Making sure you know what time it is.” he said right before he resumed eating me out.
I came extra hard as he continued to stroke my clit. When he finally released me his dick was stiff as a board. That nigga had to be at least twelve inches long. I couldn’t wait for him to dive in; my mouth.
I tried to take as much as I could down my throat. It seemed as though he had grown some. I don’t know how one man could pack around so much. I sucked and slurped until he was on the verge of cumming.
“Okay, give me some of that pussy, now.” Jahrein demanded.
I eagerly opened my legs. I braced myself as he tried to enter me.
Khalil had a nice length, but Jahrein was almost twice his size in width.
My husband would always stretch me to the limit.
So, it wasn’t long before he could go no deeper.
My walls were swallowing him whole. My baby tried to hold on, but he lasted a good four minutes in my wetness.
“Fuck, it’s been a while since I had this, baby. You gotta let a nigga get back used to this.” he said out of breath as he lay between my thighs.
“Okay.” I giggled.
He stared at me for a few seconds. “You know that it aint shit you can get past me, huh?”
“Where did that come from?” I asked him.
“Cause, pregnant pussy is the best pussy.”