Page 35 of Back in Blood

If I knew for sure that Lisa was carrying my child, I wouldn’t be so hesitant to become more invested.

“I only have a few more weeks until I’m in my second trimester. That’s usually the time that it’s pretty safe to start telling people. I don’t know if there’s anyone that you care to tell.”

I sat down on the couch and rubbed the back of my neck. “My sister will be surprised but excited. So will my nephew. He’s twelve.”

Lisa nodded. “I’m an adult, so it’s not like my parents can put me on punishment, but I was just engaged to another man. It’ll probably look questionable, but I refuse to be ashamed.”

I stared at her. Caprice was conceived out of love on my end. Even though this child wasn’t planned, he would be loved just the same. “That’s good to know.”

“How are we going to do this thing? I mean, I know it’s still early, but I’d like to be on one accord. I won’t mind joint custody when he’s a little older, but I can’t lie and say that I’d be cool being away from him for days at a time while he’s a newborn.”

I sighed. “I wouldn’t do that. As long as you don’t get a territorial boyfriend that I’d have to knock out, I’d be cool with visiting him here, but I want to see him every day. I want to give baths and put him to bed and be hands on. If I do it here, so you won’t have to be away from him, it’s going to require me to be in your space pretty often.”

“I know. And I doubt that I’ll be dating anybody any time soon. But in the event that I do, he’ll just have to respect the fact that we share a child.”

Again, I found myself staring at her and that time, my dick stiffened. “Does co-parenting include sex, or no? I mean, we haven’t done it since you found out you were pregnant. Does that mean you don’t want to anymore?”

“Are you sleeping with anyone else? As we know condoms break, and I don’t want to put myself or my child at risk.”

“I’m not a fuck nigga like that. I wouldn’t be sleeping around and coming back to you. I haven’t had sex since you.”

Lisa didn’t speak. She finished her food and when she was done, we ended up in her bedroom. She sucked in a sharp breath as my tongue flicked across her nipple. My tongue trailed down her stomach, and I kissed her clit. That was as far as I was going, but I was surprised that I went that far. I sucked on the inside of her thigh long and hard enough to leave a passion mark then I pushed into her while I snaked my tongue into her mouth. The feeling of her tight, wet pussy made me moan in her mouth. Sex with Lisa without a condom was top fuckin’ tier. I would have to concentrate like a muhfucka not to cum prematurely.

I dragged my mouth over to her neck and began to suck as I stroked her slowly and passionately. Lisa’s throaty moans filled the room, and I bit my bottom lip as she got even wetter. “Got damn, Lisa,” I grunted. Her pussy was A-1.

“I’m about to cum,” she whined, and I crushed my mouth into hers.

I sexed her harder and faster. My strokes got deeper and aggressive. I pushed her legs all the way back, and she cried out in ecstasy as she came. “Fuck,” I groaned as her essence coated my dick, balls, and stomach. She was insanely wet.

I didn’t even want to be out of her for a minute, but I pulled out long enough to tell her to turn over. Lisa lay flat on her stomach, and when I pushed back inside of her, we moaned in unison. She lifted her hips just a bit off the bed, and I looped an arm around her neck and sucked on her ear. Lisa came almost instantly, and the vice grip her vagina had on my dick had me releasing into her with a loud ass moan. I didn’t think I’d ever in life been that loud or cum that hard, and I’d had a lot of pussy.

Lisa and I had a routine down pact. We cleaned off, and she walked me to the door.

My brows furrowed when I pulled up in Bianca’s yard and saw what looked like Robin’s mother’s car. I had to be tripping because why the hell would Robin be at my sister’s house? Her and Bianca were cool, but they’d never been besties. Robin had never been to my sister’s house without me, so there was no reason for her to start.

“Robin is here,” Jaylen stated as he removed his seatbelt. He had a photographic memory and could remember damn near everything. So, that was Robin’s mother’s car.

I almost stayed in the car, but Bianca was my sister. If anybody should leave it should be her. My sister didn’t owe her shit. When I walked in the house, Jaylen was already talking Robin’s head off. Bianca looked uncomfortable when we locked eyes, and Robin looked as if she’d seen a ghost. She wore a scarf wrapped around her head, and she was dressed in baggy sweats and a tank top. I studied every inch of her and while it looked like she lost a few pounds, she looked the same.

“Robin was just updating me on her condition and thanking me for donating to her Go Fund Me,” Bianca volunteered.

Robin gave me a small smile. “I get chemo once every twenty-one days and each time I go, my copay is $600. I’ve taken two rounds so far, and I have four more to go.”

“Where’s your port?”

Robin’s brows dipped, and she looked shocked by my question.

“In my arm.”

My eyes narrowed as I glanced at her bare arms. “In your arm? I’ve only ever known them to put ports for chemo in people’s chest.”

“They were going to but for some reason, they went with my arm. I think it’s because they wanted to try me on oral chemo first.”

“You have ovarian cancer. Are they going to remove your ovaries?”

“The doctor mentioned it, but I do want kids, so I asked him to see if the chemo would work.”

“Your hair falling out?” I asked in a flat tone, and I could see Bianca’s eyes balloon.

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