Page 43 of Back in Blood

I heardLisa when she walked in the room, but I didn’t look in her direction. I continued to stare straight ahead and bounce my legs anxiously. The desire to drink was so strong that I literally had to clasp my hands together to keep from getting up and going over to my bar.

“I can’t hang anymore. I’m about to go to bed.” When I didn’t respond, Lisa stood in front of me. “Capri, what’s wrong?”

I just kept bouncing my legs staring straight ahead. My breathing was labored, and I felt like I wanted to tear some shit up. Lisa just stood there for a minute watching me. I closed my eyes and willed myself to calm down. Alcohol wouldn’t make it better. Weed wouldn’t make it better. Lisa bent down so we were eye level.

“I will leave you alone. You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to. I just need to know that you’re okay.” Her voice was soothing and filled with concern. I finally allowed my gaze to land on her face.

“I want to fuckin’ drink,” I stated through clenched teeth. “I want to drink bad as fuck.”

“Okay. It’s okay, baby.” Her voice kept the same comforting tone. “Did something happ” she stopped speaking midsentenceas if she’d been hit with an epiphany. “It’s the anniversary, right? Of what happened. I know because the day after is when I found out about my son. Baby, I’m sorry.”

Lisa wrapped her arms around me, and it was the hug that I never knew I needed. I hugged her back. Tight as hell. My arms were wrapped around her so tight that I feared I was hurting her, but I couldn’t let go. I cried into her shoulder as she hugged me back as tightly as I was holding her. I hated this shit. One day, I could be fine, and the next, I’d be a mess. The kind that wanted to break my hand on somebody’s face and then drink until I passed out. I had to keep thinking about all the dumb decisions I’d made when I was grieving and talk myself out of being irrational and sporadic. Even though I’d succeeded in making Sintonio miserable, I’d also hurt innocent people on more than one occasion. It was time to get my shit in check.

I let it all out then I pulled back and kissed Lisa on the lips. “Thank you.”

She wiped my tears and gave me a reassuring smile. “No need to thank me. You can sit in bed with me and eat ice cream. You can’t drink. I can’t drink, but we can get fat together.”

That made me chuckle. “Nah. I’m not in the mood for ice cream, but thanks for the offer.”

“What about some head? You in the mood for some of that?”

I chuckled again. Sex was the furthest thing from my mind, but I applauded her effort. Shit, maybe busting a nut would make me feel better. When I didn’t respond, Lisa stood and grabbed my hand. I watched her huge ass as she led me to the bedroom.

Lisa’s ass had grown more than her stomach during pregnancy. Robin had barely gained any weight elsewhere. She was the same size all over aside from a huge stomach. Lisa’s weight was proportioned. Her ass was bigger, and so were her thighs, and her breasts. Her stomach was the one thing that hadgrown the least. It was amazing to me the way a woman’s body changed when she was pregnant.

In my bedroom, I removed my pajama pants and boxer briefs before laying on the bed. Lisa got on her knees and cuffed my flaccid penis with one hand. She easily took all of me into her mouth and she moaned softly as her head moved up and down. I pushed out a low hiss as my dick began to grow inside her cool mouth. Lisa ran her tongue up and down my shaft before circling the head with her tongue. She took my length back in her mouth deepthroating me slightly. She had made me aware once that she didn’t want to gag on my dick since she was pregnant and could throw up easily.

Pulling back, she spit on my dick before locking her lips back around it. Lisa’s hand rotated in a circular motion, and she jacked me off while sucking my dick. “Shit baby,” I mumbled as she cupped my balls and ran her tongue across them before taking my dick back in. “Sit on it,” I panted. The head was superb, but I wanted to feel that pregnant pussy gripping my tool.

Lisa took her panties off and did as I’d requested. We moaned in unison as she slid down inch by inch. I gripped her waist and lifted my hips as I began to pump in and out of her. Her face crumpled, and she bit her bottom lip.

“Cum on this dick for me baby. Matter of fact, cum with me,” I groaned.

Lisa leaned down, and we engaged in a passionate kiss that had her moaning in my mouth. I gripped her messy bun tightly as I massaged her ass cheek with the other hand.

“Baby, oh my God, you feel so good,” she moaned as I sucked on her bottom lip. “Ohhhhh shit,”

I could feel her vaginal muscles tightening around my manhood. “Wet me up, baby,” I spoke against her lips. “Youknow I love that shit.” I smacked her ass roughly, and she whimpered as her body shook.

A deep moan pushed from my throat as her spasming pussy choked my dick until my seeds were spilling into her. The orgasm left my heart racing. Lisa pecked my lips before climbing off me to go clean up. She came back with a warm soapy washcloth and cleaned me up as well. After my release, I felt just a hint of heaviness. I knew the sadness would never one hundred percent completely go away, but it was nice to have someone to weather the storm with.

Two weeks after the anniversary of Caprice’s passing, Lisa’s sister and best friend threw her a baby shower. Before I found out about what he’d done, Dolph had been my closest friend. I had a few more guys that I considered homies, but Dolph was the closest. After everything went down, I became naturally withdrawn and ignored most people when they reached out to me. Still, I invited a few people that weren’t family to the baby shower, and they all showed up. The event started at three and by four, the gift table was filled to capacity, and people had to start placing gifts on the floor. It felt good seeing so many people happy for me and Lisa.

Jaylen and Bianca approached me, and I smiled at my nephew. “What’s up, homie? I was hoping you’d be here.” I gave Jaylen a fist bump.

“I went to breakfast with grandpa. We left because Ma Ma told him he couldn’t come.”

Bianca rolled her eyes. “You talk entirely too much. Go put this gift on the table over there please.”

Bianca appeared surprised when I chuckled. “He asked to come?”

“Yeah, he did. He’s been calling Jaylen a few times a week. But he understood when I told him you wouldn’t like him just showing up. He’s not mad.”

I gave a slight head nod. “You can call him and tell him to come.”

Bianca’s brows hiked. “Really?” she asked skeptically. “This is a nice baby shower, Capri. Don’t invite that man over here just to knock him out or something.”

I laughed a genuine hearty laugh. “I’m not gon’ touch that man. I’m in a good mood today. He can come.”

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