Page 14 of What You Do To Me
“He’s a Gemini, he can definitely hold a grudge, but he's not going anywhere, he loves you and that baby way too much to leave.”
When she said the L word my breathing hitched a little, neither of us had said it to each other. I know for a fact that I loved him, I’m just scared that he didn't feel the same. When the waitress got our orders, the both of them ordered alcoholic drinks with their food, while I opted for water. Once she was gone Chy cleared her throat,
“Since when do you skip happy hour? You love their drinks friend.” I wanted to tell Jawan before I told anyone else, but he’s been giving me the cold shoulder.
“I’m pregnant.” I paused for a second. “I went to my annual this morning and she told me I was eight weeks. My pregnancy with Rae was high risk, so I know this will be too. I just want us to get along. It breaks my heart that he goes above and beyond to avoid me and hurt my feelings.” I literally just found out that I’m pregnant, and I’m already emotional as fuck.
“Oh baby, he’s going to come around, I promise. If he doesn’t, I’m going to beat his ass myself,” Chy said and Star co-signed, both of them circling their arms around me.
“Who ass you gone beat?” I heard from behind me.
Turning around I was face to face with my newfound baby daddy. Seeing him standing there looking good enough to eat made me cry even harder. Damn this baby!
“What you in these people shit crying for, Tio?” he asked me as he pulled me from my seat. Looking up into his eyes, I hugged his midsection.
“How’d you know I was here?” Giving me a knowing look, I just shook my head. These bitches talk too much. “You’ve been so mean to me lately, I miss you so much, and I’m so sorry that I didn't listen to you. I had no business going over there alone,” I rambled; I was just glad to be in his presence. He’d been sleeping in the room with Rae, so I hadn’t been able to interact with him much.
“I haven’t been mean to you, Tio. You just spoiled and hardheaded as fuck. Get your stuff and come on man, got snot running all down your nose and face and shit with your crybaby ass.” I pushed him a little and covered my face in case he wasn’t lying.
“No, it’s not asshole!” I laughed and told the girls we would have to rain check lunch because I need to go home and make up time with my man.
Jawan must have missed me just as much as I missed him because we were all over each other as soon as we got in the house, we didn’t even make it out of the foyer before we started. Lifting me and carrying me into the dining room, he laid me back on the table and took a seat as if he was about to enjoy a meal. Pushing my legs back to my ears he began to devour my pussy, paying special attention to my sensitive clit.
“Oh my God, Baby, just like that.”
I all but screamed with my hand on the back of his head. Grinding my pussy into his face, searching for that familiar orgasmic feeling that only he can provide. What took me to the next level is when he inserted two fingers into my pussy as he continued to feast on me. After he quenched his thirst, he pulled me up, grabbed the back of my neck to bring my face to his and sloppily kissed me.
“You see how good that pussy is, Baby?” I was nodding my head up and down.
“I need to feel you now, Daddy.”
That was all that needed to be said before he was seated and pulled me down onto his dick. It doesn’t matter how many times we’ve done this; I could never get used to his size. I worked my way down his rod until it was all the way in then started to ride him at a slow steady pace. In between moans I let him know,“I missed you so much,” I revealed as I rotated my hip.
“Shit,” he hissed, grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them apart and started to fuck me from below. “I missed your pretty ass too baby, got damn this pussy wet as fuck.”
He was fucking me so good that I couldn’t even form words. My eyes were in the back of my head, my nails had broken his first layer of skin I’m sure from the way that I was clawing at his back.
“Don’t get quiet on me now, Tiomi, talk yo’ shit.”
“I-I-I can’t.”
Still serving me with deep strokes, he said, “You can’t what shorty? Don’t tell me you can’t take this dick. You want me to stop?”
As I shook my head from left to right, he said, “Naw tell me what I wanna hear, I don’t know what none of that shit means, Baby.”
“P-p-please don’t stop!”
Chuckling and speeding his strokes up, he smacked my ass twice. “I wasn’t stopping anyway.”
I know we were in our kitchen, but this time felt different, we were making love. Not saying that we haven’t had slow, sensual sex before, but you could feel the love pouring out of us. I felt my climax coming.
“Mmmmm, it’s coming baby, shit it’s coming!”
Speeding up his strokes from under me, he smacked my ass and said, “I know, I feel it. Let it go baby, I’m right behind you.” After a couple more strokes I was cumming, hard, and he was right behind me. Once I caught my breath I looked into his eyes.
“I love you. You don't have to say it back because I said it to you, I just want you to know how I feel.”
Kissing my lips to stop me from continuing, he said, “You talk too much, girl. I love yo’ fine ass, too.”
