Chapter 18
I loved my parents, but a week and a half with them in my house was overwhelming. For their next visit, I’d gladly pay for them to have their own space. Overall, the visit went well, but I was happy to drop them off at the airport.
Once Mrs. Kurrie accidentally announced Nyomi’s pregnancy, my mother was on cloud nine. For the rest of the trip, I could do no wrong, and all she could talk about was her future grandchild. I couldn’t imagine what her reaction would be if we were actually having more than one.
Nyomi’s parents were great hosts for Sunday dinner and even invited my parents out to dinner before they left. Our parents getting along was just another sign that we were meant for each other.
“You’re awfully quiet. Are you sad your parents are gone?” Nyomi asked.
After the four of us went to breakfast, my mother insisted Nyomi ride to the airport with us, and they sat in the back chatting about everything under the sun. They’d exchanged phone numbers days ago, and Nyomi promised to give her pregnancy updates.
“I love them, but no, I’m not sad. I’m glad I didn’t take my vacation while they were here because I need it more now than before. Plus, I get to spend it with you.”
It took some coaxing, but I convinced her to take two weeks off with me, and I was looking forward to spending quality time with her.
She laughed before saying, “You are so wrong for that, but I get it. So, what are you over there thinking about?”
“Just reflecting on their visit. It was good.”
“I think so. Your mother is already planning their next visit.”
“I know, and I’m surprised my father is on board. That man barely likes to leave Chicago.”
She laughed. “Yeah. He spoke very fondly of it and invited my parents to visit before winter.”
“Did he? That’s surprising. Pops don’t fuck with a lot of people, so he must like your people.”
“Those four behaved like long lost friends. It was cute and . . . refreshing. It made me happy.”
“Yeah. It was cool.”
We rode quietly for a few minutes, and suddenly, I heard her little snores. I quickly glanced at her, and sure enough, she’d fallen asleep. This pregnancy was wearing her out, and she fell asleep any time she sat still for more than a few minutes.
Thirty minutes later, I parked in my driveway and turned off my car before gently placing my hand on Nyomi’s thigh. Her eyes opened slowly before she stretched and adjusted her body in the seat.
“Wake up, sleeping beauty,” I said.
“Oh my God. How long have I been asleep?”
“The last thirty minutes.”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t stay awake to keep you company.”
“It’s cool, baby. You need your rest. Let’s get you inside so you can finish your nap.”
“I’m wide awake now, but there is something else I’d like to do.”
“Oh, really? Does it have anything to do with us being naked?”
“Maybe.”
I couldn’t get us into my house fast enough. Although we’d had sex a few times while my parents were in town, she wouldn’t let me spend the night with her, nor would she come home with me.
I wasn’t sure what she was trying to prove, because she was already pregnant, so everyone, including my parents, knew we were fucking. When I reminded her of that fact, she claimed she didn’t want to intrude on my limited time with my parents.
By the time we made it to my bedroom, I was only in boxer briefs, and she had stripped down to her panties and bra.
“Damn, baby. That ass getting thicker by the day. Bring it over here and put it on my face.”
I waited on the bed and watched as she removed her panties and bra. Her stomach had a small bulge, and knowing the life we’d created was growing inside her made her sexier than ever. My dick stiffened as she sauntered toward me.
I snatched the pillow from underneath my head and got ready for my favorite treat. Nyomi straddled my face and tried to be coy, hovering her pussy just above my lips. I wrapped my arms around her upper thighs, pulled her onto my face, and went to work.
“Shit!” she screamed upon contact.
My tongue brushed over her lips, then slipped between them, licking every crevice I could reach. I flicked my tongue over her bud before sucking and then repeating the process. Nyomi tried to run, so I tightened my grip on her thighs to keep her in place.
“Oh God, baby, I’m cummin’!”
Her declaration made me go harder, and when she exploded onto my face, I lapped her juices up like a dehydrated dog. She screamed as she attempted to climb over the headboard to get away from me.
I finally released her, and she swung her leg over my head and collapsed on the bed. I took my underwear off and hovered over her body. Her eyes were closed as I planted soft kisses on her breasts and moved up to her neck before my lips met hers.
She opened her mouth to receive my tongue, and when I slipped it inside, she wrapped her lips around it and sucked the remnants of her essence. That shit had my dick hard as fuck, so I reached between us and lined it up with her entrance.
“Mmm,” she moaned as I slid into her walls.
“Fuck!”
Nyomi’s pussy was the fucking truth. I couldn’t imagine life without it now that I’d had it. It wasn’t just her pussy that had me gone. It was everything she encompassed, and how she handled life’s wins, losses, and everything in between.
My strokes were slow and deep because I was in no rush for this to end. When her walls began to contract, threatening to snatch my nut, I pulled out and buried my face between her thighs again.
“Kilo! Oh my God!”
She was caught by surprise, and her body jolted when my mouth reconnected with her pussy. I pressed my thumb over her clit, massaging in a circular motion as my tongue stroked between her lips.
I slipped the index and middle fingers of my other hand into her juicy hole, and the combination of my thumb, tongue, and fingers sent her over the edge. As she reached her peak, I moved up her body and slammed my dick back into her gushy hole.
“Oh shit!” she screamed while I grunted similar obscenities.
My dick wasn’t strong enough to fight the power of her pussy this time. With every contraction of her walls, my nut raced to the tip, despite the fight my brain put up. The essence of our lovemaking collided, making a slippery mess between us.
“Kilo, please,” she pleaded as I continued to pump.
“Please, what, baby?”
“It’s too much. I can’t—”
“Nah. It’ll never be too much.”
Before she could respond, her legs were on my shoulders, and I dined on the unique mix of her sweet nectar and my creamy fluid. She screamed, squirmed, and tried to smother me between her thighs, but nothing would stop me from taking her to heights of ecstasy she never thought were possible.
When she reached the point of no return, her screams came from the deepest parts of her soul. My face dripped with the results of her climax as my body hovered over hers.
“I love you, Nyomi.”
Her eyes widened, but I didn’t wait for a response. I wanted her to taste the fusion of our union, so I covered her mouth with mine, and she willingly received my tongue. My dick found its way home, but I could only get off a few strokes before my nut made another appearance.
We must have fallen asleep because I was awakened by something warm and wet covering my dick. My eyes refused to open, so I reached down and felt a mass of curls moving up and down.
I was able to open one eye, and although it was blurry, the sight of Nyomi sucking my dick woke my ass all the way up. I palmed her head with both hands, then adjusted my body to make it easier for her. It couldn’t get any better than waking up to wet, sloppy head.
“Suck that shit, baby. Choke on this muthafucka!”
My encouraging words made her go harder, and every time the head of my dick hit the back of her throat, she’d gag a little. That shit turned me on like crazy, and I couldn’t stop myself from filling her mouth with my seeds.
She didn’t stop sucking until my dick was empty, swallowing every last drop. When she finally came up for air, the smile on her face did something to me. I grabbed the front of her neck, pulling her to me, and smothered her mouth with mine.
She fell on top of me, and we kissed ourselves breathless. When our mouths parted ways, she lifted her head just a bit, looked into my eyes, and said, “I love you too.”
After another nap, I woke up alone. I had no idea of the time, and my phone was nowhere in sight. I got out of bed and stretched on my way to the bathroom. I could smell Nyomi’s shower gel, so I knew she’d taken a shower at some point.
I took care of my hygiene, slipped on a pair of shorts, and went to find my woman. She was in the kitchen, wearing one of my T-shirts, and talking on the phone. I approached her from behind, kissing her neck before noticing that she’d made lunch.
I grabbed a glass from the cabinet, filled it with ice and water, then sat at the kitchen table. While waiting to see what she’d made, I couldn’t help but tune in to her conversation.
“Is that all he said?” She paused to wait for a response. “Umm, I need to talk to my family before I give you a response. Can I call you back in a few hours?” Another short pause. “Thank you. I’ll talk to you soon.”
She ended the call before bringing me a plate with a loaded turkey sandwich and sweet potato chips. After retrieving her food and a glass of juice, she sat next to me, and her expression was one of annoyance.
“Thank you for this because I’m starving. Why do you look upset?”
“Ambrose.”
I frowned. “What the fuck did that nigga do now?”
“I was talking to David York, from Black Elm News. He reached out because Ambrose contacted him with an exclusive story. David met with him last night, and you wouldn’t believe the shit that Ambrose told him.”
“Am I gon’ have to beat that nigga’s ass again?”
She shook her head. “He’s not even worth the trouble it would cause. His deadbeat ass told David that Nyeem is his son and was conceived from a one-night stand. He said that when he found out about Nyeem, he tried to be involved in his life, but I wouldn’t allow him to have any contact.”
“What?”
“Exactly. He went to David with that information, hoping he’d want the story and interview him.
Fortunately for me, the local news outlets have been following me since I was in high school.
I’ve done numerous interviews and been featured more times than I can count, so I have a great relationship with them. ”
“That’s a flex, baby, but continue.”
“David told Ambrose he’d run the story just so he wouldn’t take it to another outlet and give him time to contact me.
Black Elm News is the largest news outlet in the county, and many of its stories are placed in national outlets.
Not only did he want to give me a heads-up, but he wants to give me a chance to tell the truth before Ambrose spreads his lies. ”
“You think you’ll do it?”
“I feel like I don’t have a choice. If I say nothing, Ambrose will get to spread a narrative that’s not true and makes me look like the bad guy. I don’t want the media in my family business, but I also don’t want a story out there that’s not remotely true. I need to talk to Nyeem before I decide.”
“Ward is a bitch ass nigga for this shit, but I feel partially responsible because I brought him back into your world.”
“It’s not your fault, Kilo. You had no idea any of this would happen, so you can’t take the blame. Ambrose could have taken this opportunity to build a relationship with Nyeem. Instead, he chooses to do the exact opposite.”
She was right, but regardless of what she said, I felt none of this would’ve happened had I not hired that nigga. We talked about the situation for a while longer before she called Nyeem, Skye, and her parents to schedule a family meeting. Whatever she decided, I’d be there to support her.