Chapter 2 #2
Just the two of us basking in the love we shared that nobody would understand. When I made love to her that night, she finally uttered the words I knew she’d felt all along as she clung to me and came on my dick.
Just as I had that thought, I heard the room door open. Looking over my shoulder, I saw Mia saunter into the room. I took a final pull from the blunt and put it out before standing and walking into the room. She stood there with her arms crossed as I closed the door.
“You summoned me here. What the fuck do you want?”
I chuckled as I swiped my finger up under my nose.
“Go take a shower and wash that nigga off you.”
“Titan—”
“Mia, don’t play with me. Your shit’s on the counter. Go.”
She kissed her teeth before stomping off to the bathroom.
“And you better not slam that door.”
“Fuck you!”
Even as she said that, she didn’t slam the door. I sat on the bed and picked up my phone from the nightstand. Going to her contact, I sent Jaeda a FaceTime request. She answered on the second ring.
“You got her?” she asked.
“Yeah, I got her. I appreciate you and my bro coming through.”
“It’s no problem. I’m on her ass tomorrow. I can’t believe she didn’t tell me she was pregnant or fucking married.”
“You know your sister loves to keep a good secret.”
“She isn’t the only one.”
She held a look of hurt on her face, and I felt bad. Jaeda had become like a sister to me. Even when me and Mia were beefing, I could go over to her and Quaid’s place, chill, and have a good meal. She always treated me like family, and with her pregnant with my nephew, she was family.
“I’m sorry, Jae,” I said, sincerely.
“I thought we were closer than that, Titan.”
“Shit, I thought we were closer than that, too, nigga,” Quaid said, coming into view. “You know we beefing, right?”
I chuckled. “I know, man.”
“To think I was gonna make you my baby’s godfather.”
“Fuck outta here. You can’t take that from me over one little secret.”
“Two secrets, nigga. Two big ass secrets. I would have never kept some shit like that from you.”
I sighed. “I know, Quaid, damn. When I get back home, I’ll make shit up to y’all. Now let me see my godson.”
Jaeda smiled as she lowered the camera to her stomach.
“Hey lil’ nigga,” I said softly. “You better not be giving my sister a hard time in there.”
Jaeda giggled as she rubbed her stomach. “He’s been an angel, and he misses his uncle. He’s missing his weekly talks with you and I’m missing him being so active from your voice.”
This pregnancy made me and Jaeda closer. Even without knowing her sister was pregnant, she never complained when I wanted to rub on her stomach because I couldn’t rub on my own baby. I’d been over here for two weeks now, watching Mia’s every move. Truth was, I missed home too.
“I’ll be back soon,” I promised.
We spoke until the bathroom door opened and Mia stepped out, wrapped in a towel.
Our eyes locked, and she frowned, crossing her arms.
“I gotta go, Jae. Your big head ass sister just came out the bathroom.”
“Tell her I’m on her ass tomorrow.”
“She hears you. I love y’all.”
“We love you too.”
I hung up the phone and placed it back on the dresser. I looked over at Mia, who had a deep scowl on her face.
“Come here.”
She kissed her teeth and walked over to me. When she was close enough, I pulled her between my legs. Grabbing the towel, I slowly pulled it open. When my eyes landed on her small bump, my heart started beating fast as a muthafucka. My hands trembled as I reached out to touch it.
My baby was in here.
My fucking baby.
I cupped her stomach and placed a kiss on it.
“Daddy’s been missing you,” I said softly as I rubbed small circles. “Wondering how you been.”
“They’re fine,” Mia said.
“You been to the doctor?”
“Yes.”
“Taking your vitamins?”
“Yes, Titan.”
“Drinking enough water.”
“Yes… Titan.”
I stood, towering over her. “Why the fuck would you keep my child from me, Mia?”
“The baby ain’t even here—”
“It don’t fucking matter!” I barked. “I’m supposed to be here with your stupid ass!
You out here doing this shit, probably stressing my baby the fuck out.
Do you know how critical the first trimester is?
You have the highest risk to miscarry and you need to be on top of your prenatal care.
But no, what is your ass over here doing?
The fucking most. You need to be sitting your ass down somewhere but you wanna be on a muthafucking mission. ”
“And I’ve been being super careful. I haven’t put out child in danger—”
“That’s a goddamn lie!”
“You’re doing too damn much right now.” She waved me off and tried to walk away, but I gently grabbed her arm to pull her back.
“Nah, I’m not doing enough. You know how bad I wanna choke you right now? You playing a dirty game and you won’t win, mamas.”
She glared up at me. “I needed a break.”
“From what?!”
“From you! From this! All this fighting and toxic shit. The back and forth. The beefing. I’m exhausted, Titan.”
“You don’t think I’m tired of this shit too?
I know I have my shit with me, but you ain’t the easiest muthafucka to deal with.
I do it because I love you.” Gently, I wrapped my fingers around her throat and pulled her into my chest. “You’re my wife and the mother of my child.
I don’t wanna fight with you, Mia. I just want to love you. ”
She peered up at me with tears in her eyes. I wasn’t sure if this was her or the pregnancy hormones, but I needed her to be soft for once in her life. She was always so fucking hard. I loved that about her, but fuck, it was exhausting at times. She didn’t know when to let it go.
Leaning in, I pressed my lips to hers.
At first, she didn’t move. I wrapped my arm around her waist and lifted her in the air, wrapping her legs around my waist. When I reconnected our mouths and slipped my tongue into her mouth, she moaned softly.
I placed her on the bed, never removing my mouth from hers.
My hand trailed between her breasts, down her stomach to the meeting of her thighs.
When I parted her lower lips, I found her soaking wet.
“You missed me, baby?” I asked, moving to kiss her neck.
“Yes…” she whispered.
“You let that nigga touch you and you know how I feel about that. You know how hard it was not to put a bullet in his head in that restaurant?”
“I’m… fuck! I’m sorry. I just… I had to play along.”
“Fuck that. This is my shit. No nigga touches what’s mine. Ever. You understand?”
“Yes.”
I slowly stroked her with my fingers, watching her body writhe beneath me.
“Did you fuck him?”
“No… never.”
“Has he tasted you?”
“Nooo… shit! I’d never do that to you. Titan, please!”
I covered her hardened nipple with my lips and sucked on them, one then the other. She loved nipple play, and I knew this pregnancy had them sensitive as hell. The more I sucked, the wetter she got.
“Please…” she begged so beautifully as she pushed my head south.
I ignored her request and pulled my fingers from her.
As I sucked her juices from them, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.
Hovering over her, I spit in her mouth before leaning in and kissing her to taste her again.
She pushed my shorts and boxers down and reached between us to stroke my dick.
The look on her face told me she wanted this shit. I hadn’t slid up in anything in months. No other bitch could say she had me since I slid that ring on Mia’s finger. Even before that, I’d stopped fucking with other women. I didn’t even crave them anymore, and that was a first for me.
I placed soft bites and kisses from her neck down to her thighs, which were already slick with desire. I licked them clean before placing a kiss on her pussy lips. She shuddered as I slid my tongue from her opening to her clit and sucked it between my lips.
“Shit!”
She panted heavily as I eased my fingers into her while flicking my tongue across her clit. Her moans filtered into the air as she gripped the duvet. A hand went to the back of my head as she rolled her hips, feeding me her pussy.
“I missed you,” she declared, breathily. “Fuck! I missed you!”
Her back arched from the bed, then fell back down, only to arch again. I attacked her swollen pearl and stroked her sweet pussy with skilled precision. In a matter of minutes, her thighs were shaking around my head, and she was cumming hard in my mouth.
I pulled away as she laid there, panting heavily. Standing to my feet, I pushed my shorts and boxers all the way down and kicked them aside.
“Turn over,” I said. “Arch that ass for me, mamas.”
She rolled over and pushed her ass in the air before dropping into the perfect arch. I positioned myself behind her and grabbed my dick. She moaned as I teased her by stroking her slit with the tip of it. When she tried to push back against me so it would slip in, I gave her ass a hard slap.
“You ain’t running shit,” I informed her as I continued to tease her.
“Please,” she begged with a whine.
“Why should I fuck you right now? You think you deserved this dick after the shit you pulled?”
I gave her the tip, and she gasped. “Yes!”
“Why?”
“Because… shit!” I eased an inch into her. “Because I want it. You’ve never denied me. You told me it was mine and I want my dick.”
I fed her another inch before pulling all the way out. Half my dick was coated in her creamy essence.
“You want your dick?” I asked, pushing, then pulling out again.
“Yes!”
“Take it.”
I positioned myself at her entrance and she wasted no time throwing her ass back and sucking me in. My mouth fell open as I felt her insides for the first time in months. I thought I was going to nut after that first stroke because she felt so damn good.
“Fuck, Mia…” I groaned as she rode my shit.
Gripping her hips, I met her stroke for stroke.
“Fuck, I missed this shit,” I declared.
I put my foot up on the bed and spread her cheeks, hitting her with long, deep strokes.
“Titan… baby… oh my God…”
“Tell me what I wanna hear.”
She ignored me, but threw her ass back on my dick. I gave it a slap.
“Don’t fucking play with me, Mia.”
She ignored me still. Still connected, I climbed on the bed and pushed her down. With one hand cradling her stomach and the other gripping her hair. I pounded into her with no mercy.
“You want me to punish this pussy, mama?
“Fuuuuck meeee….” she whined.
“I’m waiting on those words, Mia. Give them the fuck here.”
“I—I—-fuck!”
Her cries of pleasure echoed off the walls. I bit down on her collarbone, causing her walls to clamp around me. That shit almost made me nut. I leaned into her, careful not to put too much weight on my baby. I placed soft kisses to her back as I slow stroked her pussy for all it was worth.
“Say it,” I growled in her ear. “I need to hear it.”
A nigga was begging at this point but fuck it. I needed to hear this shit. Needed it like I needed air to breathe, and I could only get it from her.
“I love you…” she muttered. “Oh fuck! I—I love you, Titan!”
I started stroking her harder.
“What’s your name?”
“M-Mia…”
“Mia, what?”
“M-Mia fucking DeLuca.”
“Who are you?”
“Your wife… I’m your wife.”
“Forever. I ain’t going no fucking where. You hear me?”
“Yes!”
“Good. Now bust that shit open the way daddy likes it. Fuck me up.”
Like always, all her pussy needed was my permission to make a mess.
She came all over my dick and I painted her walls immediately after.
She buried her face in the duvet, panting heavily.
I placed another set of kisses to her back as I slowly slid out of her and stood to my feet.
I went into the bathroom to grab a warm rag to clean her up.
When I returned, she was in the middle of the bed, snoring softly.
I gently wiped the combination of us from her thighs, careful not to wake her.
When I was done, I tossed the rag aside and climbed on the bed, pulling her back to my front.
My hand instantly went to her stomach, giving it gentle rubs.
I closed my eyes, and before long, I drifted off into the kind of sleep I hadn’t had in months. The type of sleep I only got when she was next to me.