Page 31 of Lost In You
“Why don’t you text your mom to see if she has him?” Ashanni asked.
“Yeah.”
I stood from the bed and texted her, and I also texted Mila’s mom. They both replied that they didn’t have him. I slid my hand down my face and made the necessary phone call, but I would have to act like I didn’t know a thing. The justice system took way too long. That was why the fucking crime rate was so damn high. If shit wasn’t high enough on their list, they let that shit ride. They just didn’t understand that Mila’s life was in danger right now.
“Hello?” she answered.
“What’s up? I was calling to talk to my lil man.”
“Hmph. I’m surprised you have time. Jayceon!” she yelled.
“I always have time for my son. I don’t have time for bullshit though.”
She sucked her teeth, then said, “Whatever, nigga.”
Shortly after, Jay got on the phone. “Hey, Daddy!”
“What’s up, man? What you doing?”
“Nothing. Playing with the cars Mister umm . . . Mister Crew gave me. What are you doing?”
“Nothing much. I was thinking about you and wanted to talk to you. What you did today?” I asked, glancing at Ashanni.
“I played, then we went to get something to eat at a restaurant by PaPa and Nana Shana house.”
She had my son with her at the diner.Stupid ho.“Oh yeah? What did you eat?”
“I had fried chicken! It was good!”
“That’s good. I can’t wait to see you.”
“I can’t wait to see you either, Daddy.”
“A’ight, man. I gotta go. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?”
“Okay. See you later.”
I ended the call and looked at Ashanni. “I could only hope there wasn’t ill intentions if she had my son with her. If there was more to it and my son would have gotten hurt, there wouldn’t be anything or anyone that would be able to keep me off her ass.” I took a deep, cleansing breath. “Now come here,” I said as I got back in bed with her.
She snuggled against me. “I’m glad it wasn’t anything more serious.”
“Yeah, me too, baby. Hopefully, it won’t to lead to anything more serious either.”
I kissed her head, and she lifted it and kissed my lips. As she got comfortable, I said, “Don’t get too comfortable. I need to get in those guts again. I hope you on the pill, because you gon’ get pregnant before you can count to five.”
“I’m definitely on the pill. While I would love to have children one day, that day hasn’t come.”
I held her even closer . . . so close until I could feel her heart beating. “You wanna have my baby though? I mean, I know wehaven’t been together or known each other long, but I’m just curious as to where your head is.”
She sat up in bed and straddled me, causing me to lay flat on my back. Lifting her hips, she slid down my dick and began riding him slow. My hands went to her hips as she put in work. She didn’t need any guidance, since she had plenty of experience riding horses. I smirked at the thought. I had more dick than most, and I loved the way she knew how to work my shit out. She took it like a pro.
“I want to have your baby eventually, Asad. If things continue to go like they are, I don’t see that changing.”
“Mm. Well things are only going to get better, so I suppose I should prepare to marry you too. I don’t want to make a habit of putting the cart before the horse. You wanna be my wife, Shani?”
She rolled her hips perfectly. The way the head of my dick was rubbing against her walls, it was promising to detonate at any moment. Reaching up, I lightly pinched her nipples then rubbed my thumbs over them. Her pussy was leaking profusely, and she was about to make me spring a leak that quickly. My toes had curled, and I was biting my lip again. I found that I did that a lot in her presence.
“The way you love me, Asad . . . The way you patiently pursued me . . . I will be whoever you want me to be, but I would love to be your wife eventually. It would be one of my proudest titles. I love you, and I trust you with my heart, baby. Oooooh shiiiiiit!”
