Page 5 of Falling for Autumn
She giggled, and her face turned red.
“You think I’m playing, and I’m dead-ass, ma. I don’t bring chicks back to my place, but if you truly knew me, you’d know that I don’t fuck around with skinny bitches. I love my woman to have meat on her bones and to be able to throw it back when Ineed her to. When I get in it, I got plans on breaking ya back, so you better have something that can work with that.”
Autumn laughed again, and I couldn’t help but think about how her smile truly did light up my day. She had an infectious smile, and case in point, she had my ass smiling at the moment.
“I often get people telling me that I’m beautiful, but those comments are usually accompanied by, if you lost a few pounds. I hate that shit. I mean, I am who I am, and why can’t I be accepted as such?” she expressed as she toggled the tab on her soda can back and forth.
“If they can’t accept you the way you are, then they don’t need to be around you. That’s all I’m gon’ say on that.”
Autumn was a beautiful woman. She was roughly five-four with long, wavy hair that stopped just above her ass. She had an oval-shaped face with a round button nose, chestnut-brown doe-shaped eyes, deeply arched, thick eyebrows, and plump, heart-shaped lips that I could get lost sucking on, or lost in them sucking me.
My dick jerked at the thought of that. She might have thought she was too big for some men, but she was the perfect size for me. I wasn’t a small man. I could handle a big thick-ems. Shit, I loved bouncing a woman around, and if she were too tiny, she couldn’t handle my shit.
“I know, but it wouldn’t be so bad if I could lose a little bit. As it stands, I might be gaining more.”
“Shiiid. I love a big woman, and I truly feel like the bigger the better. Don’t get me wrong, I love a big ass. But let me get lost in a cloud of big titties and a big belly, and a nigga is deep in love.”
She laughed so hard and replied, “You’re so corny, October.”
“I ain’t lying ’bout that belly, ma. I’ll play with that belly all day. I’ll rub that belly, wrap that belly around this dick, and nut on that belly all day. My shit is getting hard just thinking about it.”
She spit out the soda that she had been sipping and laughed so hard that I couldn’t help but laugh with her.
“You’re gorgeous and fine to me, ma. And a nigga wouldn’t be mad at having you on his team.”
“Well, I wish I had met you before my ex just broke my heart.”
“Maybe our someday will come,” I declared with a wink at her.
“Or maybe not.”
When she looked down sadly, I lifted her chin. “Why not?”
“I’ve got to straighten some things out. I just learned that I was pregnant.”
I cheesed and replied, “Congratulations.”
“Yeah. Thanks.”
“Hey, if that nigga won’t act right, tell that baby in ya belly to watch out. He or she has a stepdaddy on the way.”
She laughed so hard again, but I was dead ass serious. I loved her energy, and I loved being in her presence. Just that quickly, I had forgotten all about my problems, being around her.
Chapter 3
Autumn
SEVEN MONTHS LATER
“Hey, Mesha. What’s going on, boo?”
I breathed through another contraction that assaulted me the moment my sister, Wynter, answered my call.
“Mesha, you there, baby?”
“Yeah. I’m here,” I replied breathlessly.
“What’s wrong? You sound winded. Are you in labor?”
