Chapter 18 Titan
It wasn’t my intention to whip anybody’s ass tonight. I’d checked Mia’s location to make sure she was home, only to find that she was in the city. When Vinchi dropped me off, I fully expected to go in, have a few drinks, and vibe to the music with Mia like we’d done on countless occasions.
I thought I was coming home to surprise my wife, but niggas had other plans.
One thing I couldn’t stand was a muthafucka that couldn’t respect a no when pushing up on women.
There were too many of them. If one said no, move the fuck around.
I’d seen the whole exchange and felt personally disrespected when he didn’t immediately get up and walk away.
Playing with what’s mine would never be a safe thing for any man to do.
Now we were back at her house on the compound.
The entire ride, she was kissing on me and sucking on my neck.
It took everything in me not to pull that car over and give her the business right in the median.
My baby loved when I put hands on a nigga over her.
It turned her on, and I found out just how much when she slipped my hand into her shorts to let me feel how wet her pussy was.
I floored it home.
It had been too long since I touched her. I hadn’t even touched myself, so to say I was backed up was an understatement. The moment we hit the door, her lips were on mine and clothes were coming off. She’d had an appointment right before I left a few days ago, and she was in the clear.
I was just waiting on her to give me the green light, and tonight, I got it.
We stumbled into the bedroom, damn near fully naked.
The shoes were by the front door. Our shirts were somewhere on the stairs, and her bra was in the hallway.
She fumbled with the drawstrings of my joggers while I fumbled with her shorts, finally getting them undone.
We both took a step back and shoved our pants down.
She stood before me in nothing but a red lace thong. I stared at her, my eyes trailing her from head to toe. They stopped on the scars from her gunshot wound and cesarean. For a moment, I couldn’t focus anywhere else. She looked down, focusing on my gaze, and covered herself.
I walked over and pulled her hands away.
“Don’t do that,” I said, pulling her into me.
“Don’t stare. The ugly scars are enough.”
I cupped her chin and pecked her lips. “I’m sorry. You are so fucking beautiful to me, mamas. Scars and all.”
I slipped my hands into the elastic bands of her thong and pushed them over her ass as I kissed her slow and deep. Her panties pooled at her feet, and she stepped out of them. I lifted her, planting her firmly against the stiffness straining against my boxers.
She moaned into my mouth. “Mmmm…”
“You feel that shit?”
“Yes. . .”
“You ready for me, baby?”
“So fucking ready.”
I walked her to the bed and placed her in the middle of it.
I locked her arms at her side as I dropped my lips to her neck, sucking on her flesh.
She moaned as I moved to her nipples, taking the left one between my lips and suckling on it.
Her body writhed beneath me as I alternated between the two of them.
Nipple play was her second favorite form of foreplay.
I knew that pussy was leaking because I could smell her arousal.
“This pussy calling me, Mia,” I said, kissing down her stomach to the apex of her thighs.
I paused briefly to kiss her scars before going back to her inner thighs.
She panted heavily as I kissed, sucked, and licked them, inching closer and closer to her pussy.
Her arousal was intoxicating. She was so fucking wet that she was leaking.
Flattening my tongue, I spread her pussy and ran my tongue from her asshole to her clit before sucking it between my lips.
“Fuck!” I groaned, savoring the taste of her.
I repeated the motion, this time easing two fingers into her as I sucked her clit.
“Sh-shit!” she cried out in pleasure.
While I French kissed her clit and pussy lips, she ground against my mouth. Reaching up, I used my free hand to tease her nipple. With one hand, she pinched the other nipple as her other fingers threaded through my locs, giving a generous pull.
“Fuck! Eat this pussy, baby.” She gave my head a gentle pull. “Look at me.”
My eyes flickered up to her beautiful, lust-filled face.
“Good boy,” she said seductively. “You look so fucking good with my pussy in your mouth.”
Tossing her head back, she pushed my face deeper. It didn’t matter if I could breathe or not. I’d die a happy man being face deep in this good shit. I slipped a third finger into her tight ass, making her pussy gush.
“Oooo, fuck!” she cried out.
She began thrusting her hips faster, causing her juices to leak more. My hand was soaked. As I sucked her clit, I moved my fingers in a come hither motion, tapping against her G-spot. Her legs began to tremble, and her bated breaths filled the room.
“Fuck! Shit! Muthafucka!”
A string of colorful words fell from her lips at rapid speed.
“I’m gonna cum,” she declared. “I’m gonna cum, fuck!”
I felt her release into my mouth, but I didn’t let up. I licked, sucked, and fingered her pussy until she was cumming a second and third time. As I was gearing up to give her a fourth, she shoved my head away. A smirk formed on my face as she trembled before me.
“Pretty ass pussy,” I said, gently rotating my thumb around her clit. “You got one more in you, don’t you, love? Yeah, you do. Let daddy have it, mamas. You know just how I like that shit. Messy as fuck.”
“Titan…” She panted heavily as her back arched from the bed.
Her body trembled violently as she came for the fourth time, drenching me in her essence.
I pulled away, allowing her a small window to gather herself.
Standing, I went to the bathroom to grab a towel to clean us both up.
When I was done, I tossed the towel aside and approached the bed once again.
Pushing my boxers down, I stepped out of them.
Climbing on the bed, I positioned myself between Mia’s legs. She pulled me down to her, connecting our lips with a nasty kiss. The sexiest moans purred in her throat as the tip of my dick massaged her clit. Reaching between us, she stroked it as she looked up at me.
“Did you miss me?” she asked, rubbing a thumb across my bottom lip.
“Fuck, yeah.”
She smirked as her hand dropped to my throat, where she gave a gentle squeeze.
“You missed this pussy?”
“This pussy. That throat. That ass.” I gave the side of her ass a hard slap. “I missed feeling your walls round my dick.”
I pushed inside of her, causing her to gasp.
“I miss hearing you moan in my ear while I stroke you deep.”
The deep stroke I gave her for emphasis had her gripping my throat tighter.
“I miss the sound of my name rolling off your sweet lips or bouncing off the walls when I hit you from behind. . . fuck! The way this pussy be gripping my shit.”
Picking up my pace, I stroked her middle harder and faster while staring down into her beautiful face.
“Fuck me,” she whispered.
I didn’t miss a beat as I pushed her arms down. Lifting her legs, I placed them on my shoulders and pinned her arms above her head as I pounded into her. The sounds of her moans and my dick sliding in and out of her wetness filled the room.
“You hear her talking to me, love?”
“T-Titan! Fuck!
I released one hand and reached between us to stroke her clit. She started heaving as her moans grew louder. When she tried to push me back, I slapped her hand away.
“Move ya’ fucking hand.”
“You’re so fucking deep… shit!”
“I know, baby. Show daddy you can take this dick. All of it.”
I paused briefly to flip her over onto her stomach and pulled her hips until she had the perfect arch.
As I slid back into her, she looked over her shoulder at me with a sexy smirk.
With one hand on her hip and the other gripping her hair, I stroked her long and hard.
Her ass clapped wildly against my thighs as she tried to brace herself.
“This what you wanted, right?” I asked, slapping her ass. “Be still and take that shit for me.”
I released her hair and gripped her hips with both hands. I couldn’t help but watch my dick disappear inside her as I pulled out to the tip and slid back in a few times.
“Fuck!” I grunted. “She creaming on me, baby. Look at that shit.”
“Oh, fuck!”
She was gasping and gripping the sheets.
“Breathe for me, mamas. Just keep that back arched and let daddy handle the rest. I got you.”
I gave her some of the best stroke game I had.
This wasn’t just me fucking or making love to my wife.
This was me reclaiming her again for the first time.
After everything we’d been going through— the fighting, the loss of our daughter, our depressive states, starting therapy and recommitting ourselves to each other, I felt like we were starting our lives together again.
I wanted to give her all of me and be able to accept all of her in return.
“I love you,” I said.
“I-I love you too! I’m gonna cum. . . fuck! I’m gonna—”
She released a piercing scream as her walls clamped around my dick and she released violently with me right behind her. My nut was so damn powerful that I slumped over her as the last of my seeds drained into her. We laid there, panting heavily, for a good five minutes.
When she finally caught her breath, she turned to me slightly and pulled my head to hers, kissing my lips. I could hear Bleu downstairs going crazy. Mia pulled back, and her face held a grin.
“I think we traumatized her,” she said.
“Damn, we probably did,” I said with a chuckle. “Let me clean us up, and I’ll go get her.”
I slid out of her and grabbed the towel.
After cleaning us both up, I slid my boxers back on and went downstairs to check on Bleu.
She was still barking like hell until she saw me.
Patiently, she waited for me to open her kennel door.
The moment she was out, she was sniffing me and jumping for me to pick her up.
“Sorry, Bleu Bleu,” I said, scooping her up. “Daddy got a little carried away with your mama.”
I carried her into the kitchen and grabbed two bottles of water before heading back upstairs. Mia had put on her robe and was pulling the sheets off the bed. Bleu damn near tried to jump out of my arms as I approached her.
“Damn, Bleu,” I said, handing her over. “She’s okay. You ain’t gotta do all that.”
Mia giggled. “She just loves her mama, don’t you, Bleu?”
She cradled the dog against her chest, and Bleu laid there content.
I shook my head. “Rotten ass dog.”
“She’s not rotten. She’s just a baby. My baby until I have another.”
I stared at her for a moment. “You want another baby?”
We hadn’t discussed trying again after what happened. I didn’t know if or when she’d be open to it, but I was hopeful.
She nodded. “When this is over, we’re settled back here, and the time is right, I want to try again. I promise I’ll listen and do everything I’m supposed to do this time. I just. . .” She lovingly rubbed Bleu’s cheek as she stared at her. “I do want to be a mom and I want to do it the right way.”
I pulled her into my arms and pecked her lips. “We can work toward that,” I said. “I’m gonna be right at your side.”
She rested her head against my chest. For the longest time, we stood in the middle of that room in silence. Nothing needed to be said.