Chapter 3
CARTER LEGEND
Icould hear her phone ringing, but she was acting like she didn’t as she rolled her hips, pleasing my dick to the point of euphoria.
The way she was slowly grinding on my shit had me wanting to wife her up right fucking now.
Bali was everything to me and had been for a long ass time.
Even as kids, I was exposed to her sensitivity.
Not saying that she never cursed me out, because she did that shit, but she was also the first one to say ‘I love you.’ That shit caught me completely off guard.
Gripping her ass cheeks, I took over, lifting and lowering her on my dick.
I had only been with two women in my lifetime.
I’d known for a long time that she was it for me.
I fucked somebody else when she left for Atlanta, and that shit didn’t even feel right.
She’d broken things off with me, saying we wouldn’t survive a long-distance relationship.
She wouldn’t even call me her boyfriend, but I knew I was the only one she loved and had given this pussy to, despite how many dates she’d been on.
I was able to convince her otherwise, and we’d been together ever since.
That was when she first told me she loved me, and I obliged her by reciprocating those sentiments.
“Bali, fuck! I love you, baby.”
“I love you, too, Carteeeerrrr! Fuck!”
I loved when she came in this position. Feeling her fluids soak me while watching her sex faces was everything.
Sex always calmed her down, and it seemed her body would lose tension with every stroke I made into her.
There was no other woman for me. I needed her to see that just how I saw a different side of her and Maui saw a different side of Mythic, that maybe Noni and Red were carving out their own path as well.
When I released her ass cheeks, she started bouncing on my dick, causing my eyes to roll to the back of my head as I leaned back against the couch. “Awww fuuuuck!” I yelled as I released.
She laid her head on my chest, and I played with her long, thick, curly hair.
I kissed her head as I felt her tears on my chest. I didn’t say anything.
Most times, when Bali was feeling emotional, she didn’t want to be talked to.
When she came out of whatever she was feeling, she would talk then.
I gently rubbed her back as her phone rang again.
She lifted her head and glanced at it on the coffee table. When she grabbed it and silenced it, she began rolling her hips against my dick again, since he was still engaged. “Baby, who keeps calling you?”
She closed her eyes and fell to the side of me. “Noni.”
“Why don’t you wanna answer? Maybe she’s ready to put all this shit behind y’all.”
“Yeah. Maybe. If she calls again, I’ll answer.”
“Or you can always call her.”
She side-eyed me, so I lifted my hands in surrender with a smirk on my lips. I knew she wouldn’t call Noni. She was so fucking stubborn. She shoved me with a smirk of her own. Since she was just sitting there, staring off into space, I decided to take our conversation elsewhere.
“So umm . . . you know we been fucking without protection for a while. You ready to start a family?”
She glanced at me, and said, “Most likely, I will need fertility drugs to get pregnant. I have PCOS, Carter.”
I frowned slightly as I grabbed her hand. “What’s that, baby?”
“Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. I have more testosterone than normal for a woman, and when I ovulate, instead of producing eggs, I produce small cysts.”
My eyebrows lifted slightly. Seeing how aggressive she was, I said, “That makes sense.”
She frowned hard, looking like her tall ass daddy. “What you mean by that, nigga?”
“You said you have more testosterone. It makes sense why you so aggressive and bossy.”
Her gaze didn’t waver, and her frown deepened. I didn’t think it could get any deeper. “Bali, I was just joking, baby. How long have you known you had it?”
She rolled her eyes. “A couple of years. My periods are irregular, too, and that’s why I have to wax my face.”
“Is that common?”
“Absolutely, especially in Black women. So if I get pregnant, it will definitely be an act of God.” She stared at her hands for a moment, then looked up at me. “If I did get pregnant, though, I would be okay with that. How about you?”
I pulled her in my arms and tickled her, causing her to laugh loudly and fight against me. Somehow, she ended up sliding down my dick all over again. The laughter ceased and moans filled the room.
“Bali, you are the only woman I’ve loved. I’m almost thirty years old. It’s safe to say I have the fever. I would love to start a family with you, but I would also love to be your husband when that happens.”
Her face reddened, and she exhaled slowly as a couple of tears escaped her.
Surely, she wasn’t shocked by my response.
We talked about having a family when we were still in high school, after we’d had sex for the first time.
I would never forget that day. Her dad would have killed me had he known I was deep in his daughter’s guts when she was fifteen.
I was a senior, and she was a ninth grader.
I was still a virgin, despite all the pussy being thrown my way.
Subconsciously, I supposed I was saving myself for her.
Without us even discussing a relationship, it was like we were in one.
The communication was silent, but the way she looked at me and the way her body responded to my touch said it all.
She wanted to be mine, and I didn’t have a single objection.
I closed my eyes and thrusted into her slowly. Fuck. I swore she was a damn dream come true. “Carter Legend Semien . . .”
I opened my eyes to stare into her dark ones.
She brought her hands to my cheeks and said, “What are we waiting for? We’ve been knowing what was between us since I was eight and you were ten, almost eleven.
We are both established in our careers. There’s nothing left to do.
You’re my one and only. I ain’t going nowhere. ”
“Mm. We gon’ make this shit official then,” I said as applied more force to my thrusts.
“Ooooh fuck!” she yelled as she unleashed her orgasm all over me.
That only motivated me to fuck her world up.
I grabbed her neck with one hand and her ass with the other and laid pipe expertly, fitting it perfectly, until I nutted in her depths once again.
I kissed her forehead, then wrapped my arms around her long, slender frame.
Her legs had to be one of my favorite assets of hers.
They were long and tone, perfect in every way.
I couldn’t wait to feel them wrapped around me.
Her lips were a close second. They had just the right amount of thickness, and I loved kissing them and feeling them wrapped around my dick.
Her cashew-colored skin was perfect as well.
Everything about her was perfect. She lifted her head and kissed my lips, then left my lap, heading to the bathroom.
I followed her there. “So, are you going to start fertility drugs soon?”
“I’ll start them whenever you’re ready for me to. I’d have to get Noni to sign off on the prescription, though,” she said, then slightly rolled her eyes.
I slid my arms around her from behind and kissed her neck. “Let me slide a ring on your finger first. Then it’ll be open season.”
“I probably won’t get pregnant right away.”
I smiled slightly. “Then start them whenever you heart desires, baby.”
She giggled as I slid my hands to her flat stomach, imagining what it would look like when she got pregnant.
We did nearly everything by the foundation our parents had laid, except for having sex when she was only fifteen.
It was time to take our relationship where it should have been a long time ago.
I lifted my gaze to stare at our reflection in the mirror.
We looked so good together. I was only two or three inches taller than her, so I knew our kids didn’t have a choice but be tall as fuck.
She leaned back against me, then turned to me, sitting her ass on the vanity.
I slowly shook my head as she slid her hands down my tatted chest.
Just as I pushed her legs apart to give her more, her phone rang. I paused forward progression as she closed her eyes. She said she would answer if she called back. She huffed and left the vanity for her phone. I stood in the doorway so I could hear her.
“Hello . . . Hey . . . I’m in Liberty. Why .
. .? You think that’s a good idea? I can barely stand to look at you, let alone him, too.
You remember what happened last time . .
. Well, yeah, Carter will have to be there if Red is there.
Somebody will have to help restrain me if he hops his ass outta pocket .
. . Tomorrow . . .? I’m actually going to church with Carter and his family, so maybe the Lord will keep me calm . . . Girl, fuck you. See you at three.”
When she made her way back to me, she had a slight smile on her lips.
“I’m proud of you, Bali. Where are we meeting, since I hear that I have to be there, too?”
“Noni’s house. I know that’s your boy, but he better not be on no bullshit, or I’m gon’ fuck him up.”
“Correction. You gon’ wanna fuck him up. You know that shit ain’t going down on my watch.”
She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah. I know.”
“And that’s not just because Red is my brother. That goes for you trying to get at any man. That’s my department. If he says something disrespectful, let me take care of it. Okay, beautiful?”
She gave me a one-sided smile. “Are you trying to butter me up?”
“Mm-hmm. Is it working?” I asked, then lowered my head slightly and slid my tongue up her neck.
“Mmmm. Hell yeah.”
I quickly lifted her and lowered her on my dick.
It never failed. We could never get enough of each other, which meant, quickies were out of the question.
Whenever I slid into this hot shit, I had to clear out the rest of my day.
I didn’t mind, because it wasn’t like we could do this all the time.
We only had sex once or twice a week. We were always so busy.
Oh, but when we did, we fucking made up for lost time.
Resting her back against the wall, I pushed her legs to her body and lowered my gaze to the action. “Bali, this pussy gets better and better with time. It’s soooo fucking goood, baby.”
“And your dick . . . takes my fucking . . . breath away.”
She dropped her head against the wall and sprayed my abdomen with that good shit.
I lowered my head to her nipple and sucked the fuck out of it, knowing that shit drove her crazy.
When I felt her nails in my back, I knew she was finna fuck me up, but I didn’t even care.
I’d look like twelve years a slave in this bitch for her pussy.
She scratched me, as I lowered my hand to the small of her back, and wrapped her legs around me. Seeing my dick disappear and reappear was an aphrodisiac like no other, especially when she creamed on it. I released her nipple to stare at the action again to see she had done just that.
“Baby, damn. I’m about to nut. Fuck!”
My entire body was shivering, and goosebumps had appeared on my skin. She wrapped her arms around me and bit my ear then licked my neck. She knew that would have me filling her up on command.
“Then let them kids run free, baby,” she said in my ear.
That was all it took. I almost dropped her ass. She was shivering as much as I was. That was the case whenever we were together. Her presence overwhelmed me, and I knew my presence did the same to her. When we had time together, we could literally tune out the world and live in our own bubble.
Now that Ashanni, Maui, and Milana had husbands and a fiancé, we were never interrupted.
They had their own lives going, especially Ashanni.
She was big and pregnant. Maui was pregnant, and Mythic was a possessive ass nigga.
We would all have to spend time together for that nigga not to be fiending for her.
I had never seen him like that, and it was funny to watch.
I released Bali, and she went back into the bathroom, glancing back at me.
She already knew what the deal was. There was no way she would be taking a shower alone, and there was no way my dick would be that close to her paradise without experiencing it .
. . yet again. It was probably a good thing we weren’t around each other every day, because her pussy would be torn the fuck up.
I wouldn’t want to give her a break. I was addicted, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.
My dad said the two of us reminded him of when he and my mama were dating.
They hated being apart. I wanted to believe our connection was pure.
I hated that I’d even fucked that other chick.
That was done out of hurt more than any other reason.
I thought I’d lost Bali forever. Then I realized that I couldn’t allow her to dictate our future. She knew she belonged to me.
She turned the shower on, then turned to me and went to her knees. Mm-hmm. All this shit belonged to me and only me.