Page 59 of Smoke

She rolled her eyes. “More for us, right, Juri?” She rubbed her stomach, then jerked immediately after. “Oh!”

“You okay?”

“Yeah. She’s just a little active.”

She grabbed my hand and placed it on her stomach. Sure enough, I could feel the baby moving around.

“She’s getting to it in there,” I said. “That ice cream must be good to you, lil mama.”

She started moving like crazy beneath my hand.

“I think she likes you,” Romi said, peering up at me.

“I mean, I’m a likeable nigga.”

She giggled. “You are.”

“You like me, Ms. Romi?” I asked, pulling the bowl from her hands and placing it on the counter.

“I… um…” she stammered.

I planted myself between her legs and rested my hands on either side of her. Leaning in, I placed soft kisses to her neck and along her collarbone.

“Answer me, baby,” I commanded between kisses.

She whimpered. “Yes… but?—”

“But what?”

“I’m pregnant, Devin.”

I pulled back and looked at her. “I’m aware. You think I don’t feel this belly against me?”

“Devin, I’m serious.” She looked at me with hesitancy in her eyes. “I have baggage. This shit with Patrick… my kids.”

“Patrick will be handled, and I don’t wanna hear shit about him being a factor again,” I said, cupping her chin. “As far as your children… I fuck with you, Romi. And if I fuck with you, I gotta fuck with your kids too. I understand I’m getting a three-for-one combo.”

She playfully slapped my chest. “We are not a meal deal, sir.”

“Maybe not, but you heard what the fuck I said. I want to know you, Romi.”

I kissed her forehead.

“All of you.”

I kissed her nose.

“And all that comes with you.”

I captured her lips, and she didn’t hesitate to return the kiss. Her lips parted, and her tongue slipped into my mouth. She reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck as we kissed deeply. My hands sought the curves of her body, exploring everyspace I could reach. They traveled up her back and around to her firm, full breasts.

Her moans grew loader. “Devin…” she whispered as my thumb grazed her nipple.

It was rock hard and deserved some special attention. Lifting her crop top, I exposed the sensitive bundle of nerves. It was such a pretty chocolate brown, a contrast from her complexion. Leaning in, I licked the nipple, causing her to squirm. When I sucked it between my lips, she gasped.

“Oh, God!” came out in a breathy whisper as she tossed her head back.

“How long has it been, baby?” I asked, between sucks.

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