Chapter 12
“N y ,” I s a i d, keepin’ my voice low even though my chest was still tight from the drive. “Open this fuckin’ door.”
I could hear movement inside, but she stayed silent. I leaned my head back against the wall for a second and exhaled slowly. I had spent the whole ride over here talkin’ myself down from kickin’ the damn door in. I rubbed my beard and knocked again. “Ny, I know you in there.”
More silence came, then finally the lock clicked, and the door cracked open a few inches. Nyomi stood there lookin’ at me wit’ red eyes and a tired expression that made my chest tighten instantly. I could tell her ass had been cryin’.
“How the hell did you find me?” Her voice was low when she spoke.
I pushed the door open the rest of the way and stepped inside. “Credit card charge,” I said simply. “You forgot ‘bout the joint account?”
She rolled her eyes slightly and turned away from me, walkin’ back into the room. “I didn’t forget,” she muttered. “I just didn’t think you’d go digging through the bank like a detective.”
I closed the door behind me and looked around to see the crib sittin’ near the window. I walked over and looked down at him. My son was knocked out cold, his lil’ chest risin’ and fallin’ slowly. “He been good?” I asked.
“Yes,” Ny said behind me.
I nodded and rubbed my hand over my head before turnin’ toward her.
She was sittin’ on the edge of the bed now, arms crossed, lookin’ at me like she was still decidin’ if she wanted me there or not.
“I got half a mind to drag you back home…” I started to say, and she turned her nose up, noddin’ her head.
“The half of mind is right.”
“Turnin’ your fuckin’ location off like I’m not that nigga to fuck shit up behind you. Fuck is wrong wit’ you? You really was just gon’ disappear like that?”
She sighed. “I needed space, Keon.”
I walked closer slowly. “You ain’t see me hittin’ your line?”
“I wasn’t trying to argue so I put my phone on do not disturb.”
“You think this shit’s better?” I asked, spreadin’ my hands slightly.
Nyomi’s eyes flashed. “At least I’m not being embarrassed in public.” She stood up, eyes narrowed at me. “You walked into that restaurant acting like I was cheating on you. Like… you caught me doing some foul shit.”
“You was sittin’ wit’ another nigga all smilin’ in this muthafucka’s face..”
“He is a wedding planner.”
“He is still a nigga.”
She threw her hands up. “Oh, my God.”
“What?”
“You do this every time.”
“What the fuck do I do?”
“Turn everything into some territorial situation. That man was scared, Keon. I can’t believe you embarrassed me like that.”
I looked at her for a long moment. “Your ass embarrassed me, too.”
Her eyebrows pulled together. “How?”
“You drove off wit’ my son and left me in the fuckin’ street, Nyomi.”
Her face softened slightly, but she shook her head. “You tried to rip my car door open.”
“I was mad.”
“You were scary and crazy as fuck.”
I pulled her into me by her waist and lifted her chin so we were eye to eye. “I ain’t never touched you in anger so don’t say no shit like that.”
“I’m talking about your energy, Knuck.” Her voice cracked slightly. “You come in hot every time something makes you uncomfortable.” She looked down at the floor. “I just need peace sometimes.”
“And I need you and my son,” I said. “Look at me.” I reached out and gently grabbed her chin. “I know I do too much sometimes…”
Nyomi snorted. “Sometimes?”
I ignored that shit. “… but I ain’t built to lose you, Ny. And I ain’t never gon’ be good at lovin’ you halfway,” I admitted. “When I got you… I got all of you, and you know how a nigga get.”
“That doesn’t mean I need to accept the shit anymore, Keon. We’re getting married in a few weeks. You can’t scare the world every time you feel threatened.”
I nodded slowly. “I hear you.”
“You say that now.”
“I mean that shit.” My eyes slowly drifted down her body. Soft fabric of her dress huggin’ her curves, hair slightly messy. My fuckin’ baby. I couldn’t lose Nyomi and Kassim, or I’d lose my fuckin’ mind. I kissed her lips. “I hear you, and I fuckin’ love you.”
Her body fell into mine as she kissed me back, whisperin’ on my lips. “I love you too.”
Her hands slid up my chest while I picked her up and laid her down on the bed.
And all I could think about was how much this woman had me gone, how much I loved her, how much she pissed me off, and how much I needed her.
Pulling down my sweats, I peeped Kassim was still knocked out then I grabbed her ankles and pulled her down the bed toward me.
Nyomi gasped slightly as her body slid across the comforter. “Knuck!”
“Shhh,” I muttered, grippin’ her thighs and spreadin’ them apart while my eyes stayed locked on hers. The tension between us snapped like a fuckin’ rubberband. My hands slid up her body, pullin’ her boy shorts down. “I love your ass so much.”
Her chest rose and fell faster now. “Stop actin’ crazy.”
Leanin’ down, I kissed the inside of her thigh, feeling her squirm. Her fingers flew to the back of my head instantly. Then, I buried my face between her legs. She sucked in a sharp breath the moment my tongue touched her clit, sucking that muthafucka.
Her back arched, and my hands slid up her hips, holdin’ her steady while I sucked and slurped on that pussy like I missed it. Shit, I did. I didn’t get my fix this morning, so I was on demon time wit’ it.
“Knuck…”
“Talk to me, baby,” I murmured without stoppin’. Her thighs tightened around my head.
“Shiiittt… don’t stop.”
“I gotchu, baby.” I slid two fingers inside her slowly, curlin’ them just enough to make her moan loud as fuck. “Shhh.”
Her hands gripped the sheets tightly. “Fuuucckkk, babeeee…”
Her legs started shakin’, and I loved that shit.
I had studied her body long enough to know exactly when she was ‘bout to nut. Pussy tasted so good, I wanted to bite that muthafucka. Circlin’ her clit wit’ my tongue, I pressed my fingers deeper inside her wet ass pussy and watched her face twist as she tried to hold it together.
“You love me?” I murmured.
Nyomi’s hand held my head steady as her breathin’ got all crazy, thighs tremblin’. “Yessss… I loveee youuuu…”
“Say that shit again.”
“God, I fucking love you,” she whispered.
I kept the pressure steady until her whole body tightened and she squirted all over my beard, messy as fuck. I sucked her through it, watchin’ her chest rise and fall. “That’s my baby,” I said quietly.
She stared up at the ceilin’ tryna catch her breath. “You know what you just did,” she muttered.
I smirked, standin’ up to drop my boxer briefs to the floor.
I was too ready to slide up in her and remind her what the fuck it is.
Wasn’t no runnin’ from me or leavin’ me.
This shit was forever. I climbed over her and slid inside her pussy slowly.
She gasped the moment I filled her. “Fuck,” I muttered under my breath.
Her hands grabbed my arms. “Shit…”
I started drillin’ her shit, and the bed creaked under us. Lookin’ over at the crib, Kassim was still knocked, but somethin’ told me his lil’ ass would be wakin’ up soon. I needed to feel Nyomi nut on this dick somethin’ crazy first. My hand slid down to grip her hip while I drove into her deeper.
She wrapped her legs ‘round my waist. “I don’t want nobody but you, babe. Just… please…”
“Please what, baby?” Her nails dragged down my back while I kept the same rhythm, makin’ her eyes roll to the back. “Look at me,” I said, and her eyes fluttered. “I’ma try to chill, aight? I’ma try for you, but a nigga ain’t perfect.” I told her, kissin’ her lips.
My pace picked up, toyin’ wit’ her swollen clit. Her head fell back against the pillow as her breathin’ got heavier as she nutted again. “Baaabbyyy…”
“You feel me?”
“Yessss… right there,” she whispered.
“Fuck, baby,” I grunted, bitin’ my lip. I didn’t want the shit to end so quickly. I could live in Nyomi’s pussy. “Wet this dick up.”
“Promise me…”
I lowered myself, suckin’ on her neck, beatin’ that pussy up. “I’m listenin’.”
“I’m not… fuuckkk…” Her nails clawed at my back as she tried to speak through the moans, pussy sloshin’. “I’m not… doing that… public embarrassment… shiiit, baby. You… hear me?”
“I promise, baby,” I groaned, kissin’ her lips, suckin’ on them soup coolers.
“You can’t… ohhhhh, shiiit… storm into places… acting… fuuuckkk… crazy.”
“I said I hear you.”
“You don’t… mmm, shit… get to scare people… baabeee… every time you feel jealous. Fuucckkkk, Keon.”
“I said I got it.” I rocked in her pussy deeper. “Nut on this dick again, baby.”
“You… can’t control… Godddd… everything around me.”
“I know, baby. Fuck…”
Her breathin’ got heavier as her legs locked tighter ‘round my waist. “I loveeee youuuu,” she cried out, pussy squeezin’ and milkin’ my dick as we nutted at the same time.
“Fuck, Ny. Goddamn,” I breathed, heart poundin’ as I watched her make ugly ass faces wit’ her mouth open.
Still inside her, we locked eyes, tryna catch our breath and shit. Her pussy was still pulsin’ ‘round my dick. Across the room, Kassim was still asleep in the crib like nothin’ in the world existed.
Kissin’ her lips, I told her, “You wanted space, cool. But you don’t take my son and dip on me like that ever again.”
Her eyes softened slightly. “I hear you.”
I looked over at the crib again, then back at her. “This shit right here,” I said quietly, kissin’ her again. “This is forever, and you know that. We family and I don’t play ‘bout my family.”
Finally, her pussy calmed down, and I pulled out before rollin’ over next to her. Tuggin’ on the blanket that was tucked in, I put it over us. Nyomi melted against my body, kissin’ my chest tattoos.
“Remember this, Ny. You can lock a door, turn your location off, and run the whole damn map, but every road in this city still leads back to me.”