I let my fingers slide beneath her panties, then tugged them off in one slow pull. I kissed her hip, her thighs, then that pretty clit, makin’ her whole body jump. Nyomi grabbed the sheets as I kissed and sucked on her slowly, lettin’ her ride my tongue ‘til she came.
“Shitttt… Knuck,” she gasped.
Beard wet as fuck, I licked my lips and moved up to kiss her again, lettin’ her taste herself. “You gon’ walk down that aisle tomorrow wit’ your knees weak.”
I pulled off my clothes and told her to turn that ass over. I watched as she did that, strokin’ my dick then slid up on her, spreadin’ that pussy open. I slid in deep, and she gripped the sheets. “Fuck,” she cried out.
I pounded her into the mattress, whisperin’ shit I meant wit’ my whole chest. Tellin’ her how fine she was. How she was it for me. How I was gon’ keep her happy, safe, fed, fucked, andloved for the rest of her life. She flipped the script and rode me like she knew the power she had over a nigga.
“I love you,” she moaned again and again.
And I let her. Let her pop that pussy for the realest nigga on Earth. I gripped them thick ass thighs and watched her work, groanin’ and shit. “Ride this dick, baby. It’s all yours.”
“Forever, babe.”
Wedding Day
Iw o k eu pto lips on my shoulder and a big, warm hand palming my ass. “Mmm,” I mumbled, eyes still closed, stretching slowly. “You trying to start up again? Keon, I’m really not gonna be able to walk down the aisle.”
Knuck chuckled low, his voice scratchy as he replied, “Nah… just remindin’ you what you signin’ up for.”
I cracked one eye open, smiling against the pillow. Sunlight pushed through the curtains, soft and golden. It was our wedding day. My heart thudded slowly at first, then picked up as it hit me. As if on cue, Kassim started whining over the baby monitor. We both looked to see him flipping out in his crib. I laughed because when Monae got picked up last night, she saidhe was going to wake up, flipping out that she was gone. I guess she was right.
Knuck laughed, got out of bed, and pulled on his boxer briefs. “Let me talk to him. He can’t be extra today. It'sourday.”
While he went to handle Kassim, I adjusted my bonnet and headed to the bathroom to shower and brush my teeth. My mother had a presidential suite at a downtown hotel booked for me and the girls to get pampered and ready. An hour and a half later, I was buckling my seat belt, nerves bubbling.
“You sure you got everything y’all need?” I asked, checking my lip gloss in the rearview mirror.
“I’m straight, baby,” Knuck reassured me with a kiss on the forehead. He added, “I’ll meet you at the altar, aight?”
I squinted at him and asked, “You gonna be on time?”
He laughed. “Fuck you mean? Hell yeah.”
“Okay,” I exhaled. “This is the last time I’ll see you until…”
“‘Til you walk down that aisle,” he finished for me, grinning. “Lookin’ like my dream and I’ma be standin’ there like that’s my fuckin’ wife.” My eyes burned with tears. He smiled and kissed my lips before whispering, “I love you, Nyomi.”
“I love you too.”
The drive to the hotel was peaceful and reflective. I had an old school playlist on shuffle—Mint Condition, Mary, Jagged Edge, and Mya. I rolled down the window a little, let the cool breeze hit my face, and turned the volume up just as Mya started singingYou. I mouthed the lyrics as my phone lit up with a text from my mother.
I wiped under my eyes and smiled at the road.Yeah… I’m ready.
Pulling up to the front of the hotel about fifteen minutes later, I barely had time to park before Mikki’s loud ass rental screeched into the spot beside me. She jumped out of her car, bonnet still on her head and her face bare, laughing loudly and waving her iced coffee like it was a damn trophy. I cracked up at the sight.
“Bitchhhh, it’s finally happening!” she yelled.
Sia climbed out of the passenger side in an oversized hoodie and fuzzy slippers, already dabbing her eyes. “I’m so happy for you!”
I laughed as adrenaline shot through me; nerves tangled with excitement when I stepped out. “My stomach is in knots.”
“Girl, that’s love nerves. You good!” Mikki said as she came over to my car and helped me grab my bag. “You’re about to be awholewife! Period.” When we entered the bridal suite, it wasalready buzzing. The glam squad was already set up with folding chairs, ring lights, and organized chaos.
“Oh, hey, sis-in-law!” Keema waved from the makeup chair, wearing a foil cap. “Hurry up before my bro has a meltdown if you’re late gettin’ to the altar.”
Monae sat beside her in a sage-green robe, scrolling TikTok. “I want my lashes to give diva!”