“God, I fucking love you,” she whispered.
I kept the pressure steady until her whole body tightened and she squirted all over my beard, messy as fuck. I sucked her through it, watchin’ her chest rise and fall. “That’s my baby,” I said quietly.
She stared up at the ceilin’ tryna catch her breath. “You know what you just did,” she muttered.
I smirked, standin’ up to drop my boxer briefs to the floor. I was too ready to slide up in her and remind her what the fuck it is. Wasn’t no runnin’ from me or leavin’ me. This shit was forever. I climbed over her and slid inside her pussy slowly. She gasped the moment I filled her. “Fuck,” I muttered under my breath.
Her hands grabbed my arms. “Shit…”
I started drillin’ her shit, and the bed creaked under us. Lookin’ over at the crib, Kassim was still knocked, but somethin’ told me his lil’ ass would be wakin’ up soon. I needed to feel Nyomi nut on this dick somethin’ crazy first. My hand slid down to grip her hip while I drove into her deeper.
She wrapped her legs ‘round my waist. “I don’t want nobody but you, babe. Just… please…”
“Please what, baby?” Her nails dragged down my back while I kept the same rhythm, makin’ her eyes roll to the back. “Look at me,” I said, and her eyes fluttered. “I’ma try to chill, aight? I’ma try for you, but a nigga ain’t perfect.” I told her, kissin’ her lips.
My pace picked up, toyin’ wit’ her swollen clit. Her head fell back against the pillow as her breathin’ got heavier as she nutted again. “Baaabbyyy…”
“You feel me?”
“Yessss… right there,” she whispered.
“Fuck, baby,” I grunted, bitin’ my lip. I didn’t want the shit to end so quickly. I could live in Nyomi’s pussy. “Wet this dick up.”
“Promise me…”
I lowered myself, suckin’ on her neck, beatin’ that pussy up. “I’m listenin’.”
“I’m not… fuuckkk…” Her nails clawed at my back as she tried to speak through the moans, pussy sloshin’. “I’m not…doing that… public embarrassment… shiiit, baby. You… hear me?”
“I promise, baby,” I groaned, kissin’ her lips, suckin’ on them soup coolers.
“You can’t… ohhhhh, shiiit… storm into places… acting… fuuuckkk… crazy.”
“I said I hear you.”
“You don’t… mmm, shit… get to scare people… baabeee… every time you feel jealous. Fuucckkkk, Keon.”
“I said I got it.” I rocked in her pussy deeper. “Nut on this dick again, baby.”
“You… can’t control… Godddd… everything around me.”
“I know, baby. Fuck…”
Her breathin’ got heavier as her legs locked tighter ‘round my waist. “I loveeee youuuu,” she cried out, pussy squeezin’ and milkin’ my dick as we nutted at the same time.
“Fuck, Ny. Goddamn,” I breathed, heart poundin’ as I watched her make ugly ass faces wit’ her mouth open.
Still inside her, we locked eyes, tryna catch our breath and shit. Her pussy was still pulsin’ ‘round my dick. Across the room, Kassim was still asleep in the crib like nothin’ in the world existed.
Kissin’ her lips, I told her, “You wanted space, cool. But you don’t take my son and dip on me like that ever again.”
Her eyes softened slightly. “I hear you.”
I looked over at the crib again, then back at her. “This shit right here,” I said quietly, kissin’ her again. “This is forever, and you know that. We family and I don’t play ‘bout my family.”
Finally, her pussy calmed down, and I pulled out before rollin’ over next to her. Tuggin’ on the blanket that was tucked in, I put it over us. Nyomi melted against my body, kissin’ my chest tattoos.
“Remember this, Ny. You can lock a door, turn your location off, and run the whole damn map, but every road in this city still leads back to me.”