Page 39 of What You Do To Me
“RJ? When did you get home?”
“Sometime this morning.”
What a coincidence? Ramirez turns up dead the day that his son is released and the day that I come into town for him to hand over the reins.
“Looks like somebody beat me to the punch, eh,” he stated with a head nod in his father's direction. Lunging in his direction, Shad caught me before I could reach him.
“Show some fuckin’ respect nigga.”
Smiling widely, I replied, “You would think he’s your father and not mine with that reaction. He’s always treated you like you were his son though, right? Since the day that you came around, you’ve overshadowed me. It’s been tradition for years to pass the FAMILY business down to FAMILY, your heir, but imagine to my surprise when dear old daddy here, decided that he wants to break tradition and give what’s rightfully mine to some American punta.”
“Enough sobrino!” Antonio spoke up. “Grim, I’ve already spoken to mi hermano, I know his wishes, and they will be honored. Now I trust that you will get to the bottom of his demise, si?”
Letting my eyes fall on RJ again, I replied, “With pleasure.” I knew this nigga had something to do with this, and I’m going to pull his eyes out and feed them to him when I prove it.
CHAPTER
SIXTEEN
Tiomi
“Shit, Baby.”
I moaned out with my hand behind me trying to push my husband out some. We had just got the girls to take a nap and he was trying to quench his horny little thirst while we had a minute.
“It’s too deep, I can't take it, Jawan.”
“You better. Your pretty ass has to take this dick for the rest of your life, Tio,” he taunted. “Fuck, this pussy so got damn good.”
He lifted my leg on to the bathroom counter and started to thrust in a circular motion. The angle he was stroking me from had me feeling him in my stomach and climaxing in a matter of seconds, but he wasn't done yet. He stopped his movements from behind and smacked my ass so hard I’m sure it left the imprint of his hand.
“Throw that ass back, Baby,” he moaned out and I obeyed, fuckin’ him back like he’d demanded of me. “Oh fuck, got damn, Tiomi.” He grabbed my hips tighter and started stroking me hard and fast.
“Mmmmmm, I’m cumming, Baby.”
“Shit me too, don't make no sense for pussy to be this got damn good.” He kept his pace until he filled my womb with his load, which brought me down from my orgasmic high sooner than I wanted to.
“Jawan, why wouldn't you pull out?” I whined. “I’m going to start making you wear condoms.”
“Fuck outta here. You my whole ass wife, what do I look like wearing a condom or pulling out?”
“Lae is barely two months old, I’m not going to be barefoot and pregnant all the time, Jawan. I start my clinicals in a week, consider that for me please.”
Sucking his teeth, “I know how old my baby is Tiomi,” he said in an agitated tone. “Ain’t nobody tryna keep your fat head ass barefoot and pregnant, but you are my wife, and we have a growing family. Heavy on the growing. I'm not pulling out so if it happens, it happens, Baby. I’m the one that pushed you to go back to school so of course I consider that, but you’re a mother and wife before anything, aight?”
“Okay, Jawan.”
I knew I wasn’t going to win this war. He wants a house full of kids, and I do too, but I wanted to be established in my career first. He already has that. It's not his body that goes through all of the changes so of course he doesn’t get it. He doesn’t necessarily have to stop basically everything he enjoys doing to ensure that he brings a healthy baby into the world, I do. He can eat, drink, smoke, party, come and go as much as he pleases while I take damn near a year off from my life.
Jawan walked up on me from behind, wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my temple.
“Don't be mad Tiomi. I get it and I know you don't want another kid right now. I respect what you want and what you're trying to do. Just give me a son and I’ll let you get on some kinda birth control for a year or two.”
Compromise. Marriage is about compromise. I’m more than willing to give Jawan a son only because I know that he will be here one hundred percent for our kids while I finish my school stuff, but damn can we put a few years in between these kids? I know my husband well enough to know that he definitely isn’t asking me.
I took my time getting me and the girls ready, we were going to Granny’s to have lunch with her Star and Tel. Since Tel told me and Star about her and Shad hooking up, she hasn’t been herself, we can barely get her to come out of the house. The only reason she is coming out today is because Ma Cheryl and Granny threatened to drag her out of the house.
“I’m dropping y’all off, Baby. I got some shit to handle and I don’t want you driving. Dirk gone be over there with y’all so if you need something, he can go grab it.”
