Chapter 21
TWENTY-ONE
Johnni
“Are you nervous?” Courtland asked as he held my waist while we made our way down the hall to Hollis’s condo. It was finally appointment day. To help keep things running smoothly today, we all agreed on the location since she was still in hiding from the world.
“Um… yes. For a long time, I didn’t see myself becoming a mother. And no, it wasn’t because I thought I couldn’t have them. Quincey and I both agreed not to create life. With me not having parents and his being… well, his dad being who he was, we said our kids would be damned from conception.
“So why wasn’t your fast tail on birth control?” Hollis asked, coming up behind me, scaring the shit out of me. I jumped, which had Courtland caressing my side.
“Heffa, what the hell are you doing creeping up on people? Shouldn’t you already be inside with the midwife?”
She walked past us, opening her door with a woman following her but stopping with us, letting me step in first.
“I was but I had to get the other half of your birthing team. This is Dalia, your doula. I know you said you only needed a midwife, but Mickey sugg—” I cut her off, shrieking. It wasn’t that I didn’t want Mickey to know, but the whole thing was complicated enough.
“What do you mean Mickey suggested?! Hollis, I told you top secret until—” She cut me off as we made our way through her condo to her spare room.
“Until that day was over and that you would tell her. I would say I’m surprised you didn’t tell her, but given how your life is set up, I expected it. Besides, it’s Mickey, who is hella upset at you leaving her out.” We walked in to Mickey holding Minnie and talking to another woman.
“Yes, very upset. Why am I always the last to know stuff? I literally carried y’all all the way through my journey with BK, Johnni.” The midwife smiled as she excused herself, giving us a moment.
“It wasn’t intentional—"
Courtland tapped me on my ass to stop me from finishing my lie. It was very intentional to not tell anyone about us.
“Okay, it was. But for good reason. Well, not this part. I promise telling you was on my list. With the stress with Quincey, regionals knocking on my door, and my mini stalker, life has been a lot. I vow to tell you everything first from now on. Do you forgive me?” I asked, holding my arms out for a hug.
“Ugh, I want to stay mad, but what the hell is a mini stalker? Should we be more concerned? Ooh, maybe hire security?”
Courtland cleared his throat, gaining her attention as he stood behind me.
That had me and Hollis both cracking up.
“Oh damn. I keep forgetting that’s why Tunk is here. You’re so quiet. My apologies. Now, who's the father? Wait, do we trust him with this information?”
I looked over at Hollis who shrugged as she shook her head.
“Ms. Caught Live, next time report the whole story or nothing at all. Mickey, Courtland is the father.” She gasped as her mouth opened and closed a few times, looking between us as he placed his hand on my nonexistent baby bump.
“Oh wow. Well, now I have questions. Was Quincey’s outburst at Boss’d Up because of this for real and that was just a cover?”
“What? No. That really happened. Courtland and I started after…no, well before, but that’s another complicated part of our story.”
“Complicated? Johnni, you’re cheating on Quincey and having another man’s baby. Complicated isn’t the word.”
“I can’t say much but I wasn’t cheating when we got started. Did things spiral out of control? Yes. We’re here now, and before you ask, yes, I’m leaving Quincey and that’s all I can say on the situation. I promise when I can talk I will tell everyone my truth.”
Mickey wiped a tear as she nodded.
“Okay.”
“Okay? See, this is why you’re always the last to know, you don’t ask or say the right shit. What do you mean tell your truth? You make that cryptic shit sound bad as hell. Was this some type of cult shit?”
That had me laughing too hard.
“No. But can we not give him any more attention? Today is about Courtland and me and the baby we made.” I smiled widely, holding my hand on top of his.
“I guess.”
I looked over at Mickey who was full blown crying and wiping tears. I was so confused until she spoke.
“Auntie Johnni is having a baby, Minnie. You’re going to have a cousin soon.” I smiled because for the first time since finding out I was pregnant I felt like everything was going to be okay.
“Dalia, Raja, y’all can come back in. Mom and dad are ready!” Hollis yelled, calling for the two ladies to return.
While Hollis and Mickey stepped out, Courtland and I got to meet our bean and go over birthing options.
As the rhythmic heartbeat filled the room, he grabbed my hand, kissing the back of it.
“I love you, Lou. I swear on my life I’ma take care of everything.”
“I love you too, Chief.”
“The perfect dress, the perfect hairstyle and makeup artist, the perfect talent routine, and the most mesmerizing swimsuit that will put the judges in a trance, oh my darling daughter, we got this in the bag.” Mama Steph bragged about me as we made our way to our suites with Courtland and Bone following us.
It was the week of regionals and it was the best break from all the drama on the homeland with Quincey.
When I ran away to Courtland’s house that night, I stayed two days, only coming up for air and food when we went on dates.
To say Quincey and I had tension at the house was an understatement.
We avoided each other at every turn. Long gone were the days of my best friend being able to manipulate me with his fake promises and lavish gifts.
Nope, that was over with. I had other things to worry about like competing this week and taking the Mrs. Crescent Supreme title so I could advance to nationals.
“Mama, don’t jinx me. Can we get settled in and size up the competition first?”
Courtland waved my key over the handle, granting me access. He stepped inside first, checking out everything while Bone did the same for Mama.
“No need. We don’t see any competition, just you with the crown on your head and a sash over your chest.”
“Thank you, Mama,” I said right before she slipped into her door with Bone closing it behind her.
“You can head down to the bar, Bone. I’ll be down in a minute.” He bowed out, offering a small smile. Courtland gently pushed me into the door not a second later, making me burst into a fit of giggles.
“Mama could be peeping through her peephole, Chief,” I protested as he hoisted me into the air.
“So? I don’t give a damn. You know my rules. That goes for her too, Lou. You’ve teased me all damn morning, you should’ve known I was going to be on your ass the moment I could get you alone.”
I was tossed on the bed with my dress flying up along with my legs.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. All I did was take a shower, get dressed, and—"
“And show me my pussy without letting me taste it. I’m a starving, grown man, baby. I need to eat this pussy at least three, four times a day.” I laughed as I grabbed my phone, snapping a quick picture of him laying between my legs, catching him mid lick of my inner thighs.
“Three to fourrrr! Mmm… Chief,” I moaned the second his tongue lapped against my clit, instantly causing my eyes to close as he inched me closer to his awaiting mouth that wasted no time pulling my soul from my pussy.
“Chief, I only have a few minutes. I have orientation and registration and can—oh my fucking Gooooood. Please don’t stop, baby. Yes, fuck me with your tongue, just like that.” I grinded into his face while holding his head tightly.
My legs locked around his neck, further forcing him to remain in place while my back lifted off the bed. I felt like I was floating as the first ripple of ecstasy ran through my bones.
“Just one round and then I have to go downstairs, Chief,” I said as I panted.
“I thought you would see shit my fucking way,” he said as he looked up at me while still nestled between my thick thighs.
I scooted back enough to flip over, arching into the perfect pose for his deep backstrokes. I put my hand on my pussy, getting my finger wet before going back to my clit.
“I assume the position, Chief.” Courtland licked his lips as he began to strip out of his pants, slinging his tie over his shoulders.
“Mmm… top tier queen shit, baby.” He yanked me back toward the edge, allowing his dick to brush my pussy as he leaned over me, grabbing my hand that was still playing, sucking my juices off before he placed kisses along my back.
I reached for his dick, gliding it back and forth in my wetness then slowly inching him inside me, biting down on my bottom lip as I felt his dick stretching my pussy wide to fit him.
Courtland’s dick was carved from perfection, molded to overflow my pussy, and I loved it.
The slap to my ass brought my moan through my lips as I tossed my ass into his groin, getting more of him in.
“Work that shit, Lou.” I continued thrusting against him until Courtland took over. He grabbed my waist, pulling me back faster into him.
“I got it, baby. You’re on a tight schedule, ‘member?” he grunted while my mouth hung open as my orgasm hit and had me crying his name.
“Yes, Courtland, use my body how you see fit.”
“Uht uht, baby. I’m not using it, I’m pleasing this fine ass muthafucka. That nigga used you enough. I keep telling you, I’m here to serve you, Queen Lou. I’m just giving you this dick how you love it, baby.”
Which was true as I came back-to-back on it.