Page 31 of I Don't Want You Back

Malia tried to move, but he had other plans. He held the sides of her face as he pumped faster and harder.

“Don’t move bitch. You bout’ to swallow all this shit!” Roman barked through labored breaths.

Malia had swallowed several times before, but she felt disrespected for some reason by his choice of words. Roman was treating her like a bitch on the streets and nothing like the woman who he claimed to love.

“Uhh,” Malia gagged, as Roman continued to assault her face.

When she tasted the first few drops of his semen, she could no longer control her gag reflexes. As soon as he started releasing in her mouth, she pulled him out, making him squirt all over her face and hair. Roman looked like he was pissed, but Malia felt too sick to care.

“The fuck!” Roman yelled, as she jumped up and ran to the bathroom.

Malia dropped down to her knees in front of the toilet and released the entire contents of her stomach. Roman rushed in behind her with a scowl covering his face. He pulled up his boxers and jeans as he watched her in disgust.

“Stop all that damn performing. I didn’t even do the shit that hard,” he fussed.

“Are you serious right now Roman? I felt like I was dying just now,” Malia complained.

“You act like it was your first-time swallowing,” Roman replied as he grabbed a towel and wet it for her.

“That’s not the point Roman. I just ate, and you were acting like a wild animal. Are you high or something?” Malia asked, knowing that he and Chad liked to partake in snorting lines every now and then.

“The fuck that got to do with anything?” Roman asked while wiping his running nose.

Malia had her answer right there and that explained his behavior. Roman was always overly aggressive when he was high, among other things.

“Thanks,” Malia said when he handed her some mouthwash and helped her stand to her feet.

“Come hop in the shower with me, so you can finish what you started,” Roman said while starting the warm shower water.

Malia was already naked, so she climbed inside and started washing her hair while he undressed and joined her.

“This was not what I had in mind. We were supposed to have a romantic dinner and make love like a normal couple. Your brother showing up and you choking me to death with your dick was not a part of the plan,” Malia replied as she washed him up.

“I’m sorry baby. I appreciate everything that you did,” Roman said as he kissed her cheek and began to wash her the same way she had done him.

Malia was all smiles as they cleaned each other up and talked. She was happy that Roman hadn’t initiated sex because she wasn’t in the mood. It had been a while since they had a decent conversation without arguing, and she was enjoying it. It reminded her of when they first met, before he started showing her the real him. When they got out of the shower, Malia slipped on one of Roman’s t-shirts and put her semi-damp hair in a ponytail. She frowned when she heard Chad in the living room talking loudly on his phone. She decided not to even say anything because she didn’t want to ruin the mood. Even when she saw Roman sneaking to look at his phone, she pretended not to pay attention. He was home with her and that was all that mattered.

“Have you thought about us taking a trip somewhere?” Malia asked as she snuggled up with Roman when he got into the bed. He moved away from her, but that was nothing new.

“I told you to give me a few months Malia. I’ll give you whatever you want, no questions asked,” Roman replied, hoping that his response satisfied her.

He wasn’t in the mood to be nagged. He didn’t have any plans on coming home at all that night until Malia told him that she had a surprise for him. He had to turn his phone off because he knew that his other chick was going to blow him up like crazy. Trying to please two women in two different houses was beginning to be a bit too much for him to handle, but the other woman didn’t mind his absences. She had other men too, so she was cool with it.

“I can’t wait,” Malia said while cuddling up next to him again.

“Take this shit off man,” Roman said while tugging at her shirt.

He started kissing Malia’s neck and she already knew what he wanted. He was trying to pull her shirt up, but she kept pulling it back down.

“No Roman. I don’t feel good,” Malia whined.

“The fuck you mean no? You shouldn’t have no more food left in your system after all that throwing up you did. You should be straight now,” Roman said while groping and grinding on her.

“It wasn’t the food,” Malia confessed.

“The fuck was it then?” he asked while gliding his hand down in between her legs.

“I’m pregnant,” Malia blurted out, making him halt his movements.

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