Chapter 10
“Man, you couldn’t hire any movers?” Devin fussed as he placed a box in the middle of the room. “I know you got it.” He sat on the box and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
“Nah, I thought it’ll be a nice way for us to bond,” I joked, then took a swig of my water.
With Paris and London in my life, I needed more space. I wanted to buy a house but decided to wait. The fast pace that London and I went, I felt like we would be moving together sooner than either of us expected.
Regardless, I needed more space because I wanted Paris to have her own room whenever she came over.
I would always want London there, too, but I knew she needed time to herself sometimes.
I spent as much time with them as possible, but essentially, London was the one with Paris majority of the time. She deserved a break at times.
“I can’t believe you got a baby and a new place and shit. Look at Genesis growing up,” Vincent teased as he sat on the floor.
I planned on buying all new furniture, so for the time being, we only had boxes and the floor to sit on.
“I’m a real man now.” I smirked, and the three of us laughed.
I now had someone that would look up to me, and I wanted to be a good example.
Her standards would be high based on the way I treated her and her mother.
I had to be her protector and nurturer, and I would do the best I could because I never wanted her to look elsewhere.
I refused to let my daughter grow up with daddy issues.
“On some real shit, G, I’m happy for you. My niece is so pretty, and she got me ready to add a few more guns to my collection,” Vincent said.
Paris had Vincent and Devin wrapped around her fingers just as much as she had me.
London had me too. I really enjoyed spending time with them.
London and I would talk about things while I played with Paris.
I also helped with Paris’s nighttime routine.
The highlight of my day was being able to read her bedtime stories and tuck her in.
“Thanks. I appreciate y’all for helping me. Just always being there for me.”
Even when I lived in another state, I could count on them for whatever.
They checked on my parents for me and made sure they had what they needed.
They helped me get my job and the first place I got when I returned.
They came out and visited at times, but it was different.
I liked being able to call them to shoot hoops or some shit.
Men needed friendship just as women did.
It was more important now that Paris and London were in my life.
I knew I could trust Vincent and Devin to look out for them if it ever came a time that I couldn’t.
“We got you, G. Next time you want to move, though, get somebody else to do that shit,” Devin said as he stood. “Let’s get the rest of this stuff so I can wash my ass. Got me out here sweating and shit,” he fussed as he walked out the front door.
Vincent shook his head, then stood. “That’s ya mans.”
I chuckled. “I agree, though, ’cause I have to go spend some time with my girls.” A smile spread across my face.
“Look at ya sap ass. Come on.”
We met outside with Devin, where he was still fussing. He could talk shit all he wanted to, as long as he helped.
The three of us spent a little while longer unloading the moving truck I had. I didn’t have too much stuff since I was in a smaller space. I needed to baby proof the place too.
When we were done, I went to my old place to shower and get ready for the rest of my day.
I also called to give the furniture place the correct information.
I had a couple of weeks before I needed to be out of my old place, so I had time to ensure everything was perfect for the first time my girls came over.
Since London knew I would be moving stuff all day, she told me she wasn’t going to bother me, and even though I told her she could never be a burden, she didn’t call me all day. I missed her voice, so I called her, even though I was on my way to her place.
“Aren’t you on your way over here?” London’s voice floated around the inside of my car.
“I am, but I missed your voice. I thought you would have called me.” I didn’t want to sound sad, but I was, a little.
“I didn’t want to bother you, Genesis.”
I pulled up to a stoplight. I almost pressed the button to turn it into a video call but changed my mind. I was anxious to see her beautiful ass.
“Never that. Did you or my princess need anything before I get there?”
“Nope. You better hope she’s awake when you get here.”
The light turned, and I pulled off.
“It’s okay if she’s asleep. I got something for her mama anyway.” My voice lowered, letting her know what type of time I was on.
I’d been in London’s presence for too long, and I hadn’t done anything but kiss her.
My dick felt like it would break at any given moment when I was around London.
She made my dick hard no matter what she did.
It could be while she sat on the computer working from home, even when she wasn’t supposed to be.
It could be her cooking or cleaning. Damn sure whenever she breastfed.
I bricked every fucking time. At first, I thought it was weird that I got like that, but it was just something about London enduring the discomfort she went through feeding Paris.
I knew her little teeth would hurt London’s breast, but she took it like a champ.
I guessed that was why I was turned on by it.
She did whatever she needed to make sure our daughter was good.
“Well come show me.” She hung up the phone before I could respond.
I was glad she didn’t need anything, because I was eager to get to her. I wanted to see my baby, but I would be okay if she was asleep.
A couple of minutes later, I pulled up to London’s house and parked in the driveway next to her SUV.
I grabbed my bag from the trunk because I had no plans on leaving until the next day. I rang the doorbell and stuck my hands in my pockets.
I only had to wait a few seconds for London to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, I smiled when I heard my little baby’s cute giggle.
I wrapped my arms around London and smashed my lips into hers.
“I’d been wanting to do that shit all day,” I said when I pulled away.
“Good, because I couldn’t wait any longer either.” She stepped back to give me space to enter the house.
While she locked the front door, I dropped my bag on the floor and went straight to my baby. Her head popped up when she heard me, and when I got close enough, she reached for me.
“Hey, mamma,” I greeted her, then kissed her cheeks.
She did her little baby babble, and I talked back like I knew what she said. The more I responded, the more she talked.
“She acts like she’s been waiting for you or something, because she was just quiet. Now she got so much to say.” London rolled her eyes as she sat on the couch.
“Don’t be jealous because my baby wants to tell me about her day. Ain’t that right?” I tickled Paris’s tummy, and she giggled and squirmed in my arms.
“Nobody is jealous, Genesis. How was your day?” She tucked her leg under butt, then picked up her Kindle that I didn’t notice.
“It was good, but how are you going to listen while you are reading?”
London had started reading again since I’d come around because I kept Paris occupied for her. She would tell me about the books while she read them. Half of the time, I forgot what she said, but I just liked to hear her talk. She would be so animated and act like the people were real.
“I know how to multitask. Now tell me,” she demanded.
“She’s bossy,” I said to Paris and tickled her again.
I went on to tell her about my day, and she told me about hers.
I told her she could go back to her book while Paris and I played.
A little while later, the three of us had dinner together. London was still buried in her book, even though she held a little conversation with me. It didn’t bother me, though. I spent the time feeding Paris and myself.
After dinner, we got Paris ready for bed. We played for a little while, then I read her two bedtime stories before she fell asleep.
London and I ended up on the couch. I watched part of the game while she continued reading.
“That book must be good,” I said as I pulled her feet onto my lap.
She had a light blue color on her toes this time.
“It is. And nasty too.” She squirmed as her eyes roamed the screen.
“Nasty how?” I massaged her foot and watched her tongue lick her lips. “As a matter of fact, where’s your iPad?”
London liked to alternate what she read on, so I knew her iPad could put me on the same page she was on.
“It’s on the table.”
I reached for it and opened up the reading app.
“What book are you reading?”
“Cum and Fall in Love by Kay Shanee.”
I shook my head at the title. I already knew what I would find once I opened the book.
When I found the page she was on, I read a few lines before I looked at her. Her eyes met mine, and she blushed.
“Y’all be reading this? It’s damn near porn.”
London tossed her head back and laughed.
“It’s not porn.”
“Close enough. This chick writes shit like this all of the time?”
London nodded. “She does.”
I shook my head and read a few more lines. The sex scene was descriptive as hell, and I couldn’t lie. The shit had me hard.
“You get turned on by this?”
“I do.”
“Let’s go to the room so you could read to me, then we can do what they doing.” I removed her feet from my lap, then stood.
I went to make sure the front door was locked, and I grabbed my bag. London turned the television and the lights off, then went upstairs.
Once we were comfortable in bed, London continued to read the scene she was on.
The female character was talking about how deep the dude was inside of her, and the visual I conjured up and the sound of London’s voice had me hard as a rock.
She emphasized every word and even made sounds like she was in the scene herself.
I’d have to tell the fellas to get them a girl that reads.
This was some sexual shit, and it seemed to turn London on the more she read.
“Come here.” I had enough of that shit. We needed to make our own action. It had been entirely too long.
London put her Kindle down and straddled me. Her hips slowly ground against me. I knew she was just as horny as I was.
I pulled her down by her shirt. Our lips pressed together in a kiss that made London moan. My hands roamed down her back until I gripped a handful of ass.
She wore shorts, so I was able to slide my finger under the hem. My finger swiped as much of her pussy as I could. She was so damn wet. I didn’t know who Kay whatever was, but I was going to buy all her books if it did this to London.
“Shit.” I groaned as I played in her juices.
She moved her hips as she moaned.
“Take these clothes off.” Without giving her a chance to move, I pulled her shirt up. The kiss broke when I pulled the shirt over her head. Next came her shorts. She helped me out of my clothes, and before I knew it, she slid down my dick.
“Genesis,” she whispered.
I had to close my eyes because she was wet, tight, and warm. I wouldn’t last long if I didn’t get my shit together.
London grabbed me by my throat, and I had a flashback of that night. My dick jumped inside of her.
“Look at me while you stretch this pussy out.”
Her fucking voice was about to have me shoot off.
I opened my eyes, and London smirked. She did not play fair at all.
My hands went to her hips as she rocked back and forth.
“It’s been so long since I felt you, daddy.”
I had never met a woman like London. Every other woman I’d been with didn’t talk the way London did. Yeah, they moaned and might have lied about the pussy being mine, but London was talking that boss shit.
“Shit, London. You feel good, baby.”
She tightened her hand on my neck and her walls at the same time.
“Fuck!” She had me in here all loud like a bitch. I had to keep quiet before I woke my princess up.
London leaned forward, and her breasts were near my mouth. I swiped my tongue over her nipple, and she got wetter. She told me how sensitive her nipples had been since she had Paris.
I latched on to her nipple and suckled the same way Paris did. I turned feral when breast milk squirted into my mouth at the same time London came.
“My baby gonna have to share this good shit.”
I couldn’t describe the taste of her milk, but I liked that shit. I was on some weird shit with London, but shit, I wasn’t going to change a damn thing.
I flipped us over, and London wrapped her arms around my back. I lifted one of her legs and gave her long, slow strokes.
“Genesis. Shit. Right there, baby.” She moaned as her hips met mine.
I dropped her leg and leaned down to kiss her. My dick drowned in her shit, and I struggled not to cum.
“Damn. I can see why I nutted in this pussy on the first night. This shit could probably save the world.”
I buried my head in the crook of her neck when I felt my nut rising.
“Are you gonna paint these walls?”
Why the fuck did she have to say some shit like that?
My balls tightened, and I pumped harder but not faster. I wanted to savor this nut for as long as I could.
“Tell me how good it feels,” she commanded.
“So fucking good.” I increased my speed as my toes curled.
“That’s right, baby. You’re fucking me so good. I want every last drop.”
That shit set me off, and I gave her exactly what she asked for.
I’d let London get the first round, but she didn’t know she was in for a long night.