JAMAR
“Why you here?” I frowned watching Fallen walk past me.
I closed the front door and watched as she dropped her bag on the couch and turned to face me.
“Is Kyrie here?”
“Nah, he left...” My words trailed off as I watched her strip out of her clothes. “Damn.”
I was on my way out the door to check on my daughter, but Fallen’s naked body was distracting like a motherfucka.
I closed the space between us and backed her into the kitchen table wasting no time to abandon my clothes and dive headfirst between her legs.
I ignored her pleas for me to stop and continued until she exploded in my mouth.
Taking control over her had quickly become one of my favorite pass times rivaling her dominating me.
“Come suck this dick.” I demanded.
I sat on the couch before she positioned herself between my legs and went to work. For a lesbian, Fallen was like the dickwhisper bringing me on the edge of an orgasm and then backing off it. She had my toes throwing up gang signs and my eyes rolling in the back of my head like I was possessed.
“Fuck!” I hissed once she broke the vacuum seal around my dick and climbed in my lap. She wasted no time easing herself down on my dick not caring that I wasn’t wearing a condom. She threw her head back as she rode me slowly, winding her hips as she bounced unassisted.
I wrapped my hands around her ponytail forcing her to stretch her neck towards the sky before I kissed, sucked, and gently bit her. I ignored her body as it trembled in my hands and matched her stroke for stroke until both our juices mixed together.
“Whew!” She breathed as she separated our bodies.
“Aye, I gotta head...out.” As I stepped out of the bathroom, I looked around my house and realized Fallen was already gone.
“What’s up with you leaving without saying anything to me?” I asked once Fallen answered the phone.
“I figured you were on your way out—” She started.
“So, you a mind reader now?”
“No, you were fully dressed, you fucked me with your shoes on, Jamar. I figured you were on your way out, it’s cool.” She replied.
“I gotta go check on my daughter?—”
“I’m not your girlfriend so, whatever you got going on is none of my business.” She cut me off.
“What time you work tomorrow?” I exhaled.
“I’m off.”
“I think we need to sit down and talk about some shit.” I told her as I pulled up to Ebony’s house.
“Whatever, Jamar.”
“Fallen—”
“Go, see about your daughter and yo baby mama, I’m good, nigga.” She hung up the phone.
I started to call Fallen back, but just as I lifted my phone a loud knock on my window interrupted me.
“What you doing?” Ebony frowned.
I opened the door and climbed out before I answered.
“I was making a phone call, what you doing?” I glanced down and noticed she had a trash bag in her hand, so I took it from her hand and took it to the trash can for her.
“Thank you.” She called out from behind me.
“No problem, why didn’t you wait? I would have taken it out when I got here.” “Well, I didn’t know if you were coming tonight or not.” She shrugged. “What? I told you I was coming.”
“I know it’s none of my business, but if you’re going to be in Gabriella’s life—” “Fuck you mean if?” I cut her off.
“I’m just saying you need to be a man of your word and if you say you’re coming to spend time with her then I expect you to do that. She needs a routine and honestly so do I.” She spoke evenly.
“Eb, I get it, alright. It was one night and that’s my fault, but I’m going to be in my daughter’s life no matter what. We need to work out a schedule that benefits both of us, I already got her room set up at the house?—”
“What? She’s not going home with you.”
“Why wouldn’t my daughter be able to come home with me?” I frowned.
“So, you and your little hoe can playhouse with my daughter?” She scoffed as she switched her weight from one foot to the other.
“First off, Fallen ain’t a hoe and ain’t nobody trying to play fucking house, I’m trying to be in our daughter’s life. It shouldn’t matter to you what I do or who I do it with as long as Gabriella is good.” I stomped into the house leaving Ebony standing outside.
After I fed, bathed, and got Gabriella to sleep, I slipped my shoes back on and lifted my keys from the kitchen table.
“I knew it was too good to be true.” Ebony replied as she stepped into the kitchen.
“I thought we already talked about this?—”
“No, you made a bunch of empty promises I’m sure sounded good to you, but to me it just sounded like you said a bunch of shit to get me to shut up.
I grew up with an absent daddy, I know how that shit feels and I don’t ever want my daughter to feel like I did.
” She wiped the tears that stormed her eyes.
“What you want from me? I’m here every night damn near putting her to sleep, getting up with her in the middle of the night?—”
“As you should be! You say that like you’re doing something more than what you should be doing.”
“I ain’t about to argue with you about nothing, Eb.
I’m being a father; you don’t ever have to worry about me not caring for her like I’m supposed to.
She’s asleep right now and we both know she will be until probably four or five in the morning.
If you worried about how much time I spend with her then we can revisit having her spend some nights with me. ” I suggested.
She rolled her eyes, “That’s a definite no.”
“Eb, she’s not going to be a month-old forever, when she gets older?—”
“Whatever.”
“Look, every time I walk out the door ain’t gon be the last time you see me, aight.
Hit me if she wakes up before five and I’ll be back.
” I told her before I walked out the door.
Pushing all thoughts of the many ways Ebony punk ass had me fucked up, I headed to Fallen’s house.
I knocked on the door and waited for her to answer and when she did, I backed her into the apartment wasting no time tonguing her down.
“Jamar—”
“Shut up.” I told her a I picked her up forcing her legs around my waist as I walked into the living room.
“Wait—” She attempted to stop me again, but I forced my tongue down her throat shutting her up.
“Damn, Jamar.” I ignored Blaine’s comment as I continued towards Fallen’s room.
“Mind yo business.” My brother told her just as I closed the bedroom door with my foot.
“I was trying to tell you they were here.” I continued gently biting her neck until I threw her down on the bed.
“I don’t give a fuck.”
I took my shirt off and threw it on the floor as I crawled towards her. The nightgown she wore inched past her mid-thigh giving me a sneak peek of the boy shorts that clung to her ass.
“Take that shit off.” I replied as I took my jeans off.
She wasted no time stripping down to nothing and spreading her legs wide open for me.
I glanced up at Fallen with her eyes slightly closed waiting for me to bless her with some dick, but I had a surprise for her.
I licked my lips as I met her pussy eye to eye and dove in headfirst making her arch her back and gasp out loud as my tongue met her pussy.
“Hell yea, eat that shit.” She moaned as she held my head between her fingers.
Thirty minutes later, I was wiping my beard with the bottom of my shirt and backing out of the room while Fallen trembled and whimpered as she attempted to get herself together.
I wanted to fuck her pretty ass, I had plans to fuck her pretty ass, but I wanted her to know I wanted more than just a nut from her.
I loved watching her turn to puddy in my hands well, in my mouth, but I needed her to trust me with her heart too and the way shit was going with us she wasn’t thinking about it any time soon.
If all she wanted was sex then it would be on my terms until she added her feelings to the plate.