Page 4 of Christmas Luvin

Iknew just where her spot was and whatIhad to do to get her to cum.ButIwas playing stupid becauseIdidn’t want her to cum yet.EachtimeIbeat against a spot thatIknew would have her releasing in seconds,Iswitched up and beat it a different way, just to fuck with her nut.

“Pee-Weeeeee… whattttt?” she moaned, playing dumb, knowing damn well whatI’dtold her to do this week.

“Oh, so you don’t know whatI’mtalking about?I’llbe wrong to pull out, right?”Iasked, pausing mid-stroke and pulling my dick out.

Hereyes bucked, and she looked like she wanted to slap the shit out of me.

“Putit back innnnn.Pee-Wee, stopppp,” she moaned.

Witha smirk on my face,Iput it back inside her because, truthfully,Iwas hurting myself more thanIwas hurting her.

“Answermy question, then,”Idemanded while finding her spot and drilling on that shit.

Herhands went up and started pulling on the pendants that dangled in her face.

“I’mstill taking my pilllllllsssssss…Oooooohhhh…Imacummmmm!” she screamed, shaking on the dick as she got her nut off.

“Stoppulling my fuckin’ chains like that.WhatItold you about that shit?”Isnapped and hit her on her thigh.

Herbody bucked at my touch.

“Okay.Okay.Wegotta go back downstairs,” she panted.

Ididn’t payBria’srequest to go back downstairs any mind.Instead,Iflipped her little ass over, putting her on all fours, and went back to digging in that pussy from the back.

“Thepeople online said that all you had to do was skip a few days’ worth of pills to get pregnant.Baby,Ibeen gone for five days.Youcould have skipped five days.Letme fuck, andIcould have gotten you pregnant tonight.Younot trying to give me a baby,Bri-Bri?”Iasked, pulling her little ass up by her long ass hair and pressing her back against my chest.

Igot a hold of her clit with my fingers.Myleft hand twiddled her nipples, and my mouth was right on her neck, just waiting to start sucking on the area.IknewIwas inside the pussy talking crazy, but that was whenItalked the most shit.

“Peeeeeee-Weeeeeee,” she moaned, throwing her ass back on my dick.

“Man, answer my question,”Igroaned.Thatpussy felt so fuckin’ good.

“Idoooooo…Ido want to have your babyyyyy….Butttttttt… shittttt!” she cried.

“Butwhat?What’sthe issue, mama?”Iwanted to know.

“Goddddddd…Imacummm…Imacummmmm…Waittttt… waitttt!”Sheextended her hand to push me out some.

“Nah.Ridethat shit out.Rideit out,”Igroaned, rolling my eyes and biting my lip becauseIstarted nutting too.

Pussythat good ought to be a fuckin’ crime.Ireleased so much nut inside her that you would think my dick would have gone down, but it was still standing.

“Pee-Wee, we gotta go back downstairs,”Briapanted, eyeballing my dick and seeing thatIwas still hard.

“It’sa law that says we gotta go back downstairs?Yournigga been gone for five days.Bri, you see my shit?Getme right.”Iposted my back against the ottoman, dick standing at attention, ready for her to ride me.

Briaknew to pick her battles wisely, so she didn’t say shit else about us having to go downstairs.Shecame over to me on wobbly legs, sat on my lap, and got to riding while trying to make it make sense why she was still taking birth control when a nigga was trying to impregnate her every chanceIgot.

Briagot on birth control as soon as we moved in together.Wehad slipped up that one time when she let a nigga get away with sliding in without a condom.Sincethat day,Ihad likeIdidn’t know what the fuck a condom was.Ontop of that, with us living together now, there were nights whenIwould get home late, and she’d be in bed.Iwould shower, and the secondIgot in bed with her,Iwould be ready to slip it in with no fuckin’ rubber on.Briawas eatingPlanBsup like they were chips, so she eventually made that phone call and scheduled a doctor’s appointment.She’dbeen on birth control ever since.

Itwas only a matter of time, though, beforeIcaught her slipping.Briawas my baby, andIloved her to death, but her ass was forgetful as hell.Shedidn’t even take them pills when she was supposed to.Iwasn’t the wisest nigga in the world, butIknew you weren’t supposed to pop those pills in the morning one day, the afternoon the next, and nighttime the third day.Ifshe continued that pattern, fuckin’ up on her set time to take the pills, it was only a matter of time before we saw double lines on a pregnancy stick.

“WhywouldIsit here and let you fuck me like that?Ihave no idea,” she blurted out after she stood up, stumbled a bit, and grabbed her clothes off the floor.

“Becauseyou missed daddy.Whocooked the food downstairs?”Iasked, and she playfully rolled her eyes at me.

“Why,Efrem?YouthinkIcatered the party?” she smartly asked.

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