Page 4 of Cessation
“Xara, I just told you the deal earlier. Yani is my woman and she not going nowhere. You want a family with me, and you got it, but don’t think I’m putting what we got going on first. Yani and Brendon is my whole fuckin’ world.”
That upset her to the point where she had gotten up off the bed and was approaching me ready to tear me a new one. There was no doubt in my mind that what I just said to her hurt her or even broke her. That was never my intention, but she knew what it was when we started this.
“You really going to come up in here with that after you just told me a few weeks ago that your relationship with her was on its last leg. What is me and Truce to you Trust? ’Cause if I’m not mistaken, it was you that begged me to have her, not the other way around.” Her finger was in my face, and she wasn’t giving me any other choice but to listen.
She was right. Yani and I had been trying for another child to no avail. I thought it was me for a minute but my slip ups with Xara made me realize it was her instead. Truce was the first baby I allowed her to carry. Xara had gotten pregnant for me a couple times but losing Yani behind it scared me, so I made her get rid of them. I wasn’t shit for going about it the way I did but my family was on the line.
“I gave you my time all day today. Hell, I didn’t get home until right before it was time to go out for dinner. I dropped the ball last year and was there for you welcoming our daughter into this world. You could’ve given me tonight with her, Xara.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t want to.”
Her response pissed me off. She was becoming selfish, and I couldn’t rock with that. “Let me go check on my baby and then I’m out.”
“You really going to leave me?”
She stepped back and gave me a better view of her naked body. Xara had a coke bottle shape and everything on her sat up perfectly. Her having Truce didn’t do a thing but make her juicier than what she already was. I had a thing for thick women and Truce gave her that extra meat I couldn’t resist.
My bottom lip was pulled in and penetrated by my teeth. I loved looking at Xara. She was the only woman that got me to cheat on Yani with ease. All it took was for her to wrap her lips around my dick to have me fully invested. It was only after I got the pussy that I started moving recklessly.
I stood there contemplating just what I would do, and she made the decision for me. In the blink of an eye, she was on her knees with my dick in her mouth. She moved so swiftly that I had no time to register what was happening.
So wet and so warm. Her throat was almost my second home. I loved how she preferred to swallow my kids instead of me spraying her walls down. She didn’t have a gag reflex either, so I was able to punish her throat and not feel the slightest remorse behind it.
My manhood was slurped on and given that gawk-gawk 3000 that us men loved. She knew how to jack my shit while swallowing me, making sure not to miss a beat. I enjoyed the way she sucked on my balls and allowed her tongue to swipe across my gooch. That alone always brought me to my knees. I couldn’t handle her tongue, but I would be a fool to reject it.
When I finally looked down and made eye contact, she had tears running down her face and foam coating the side of her mouth. I loved to see the results of her handy work. I bit my lip once more and shot my load down her throat. My hands gripped her hair for balance as I did so. Once I was done, I headed for the bathroom to clean up.
“What are you doing, Trust?”
“Wiping you off so I can head back to my woman. I appreciate you taking care of that first nut for me.”
“You bi?—”
My head instantly shot in her direction making her stop her insult instantly. I didn’t give a fuck what she said as long as she wasn’t showing disrespect calling me out my name. I tolerated a lot but that wasn’t one of them. I never degraded her in that manner.
“Oh okay.”
“Trust you really ain’t shit. Until you make me and Truce your first priority, don’t come back over here. We’re good without you.”
“You got me fucked up, Xara. See, what’s about to happen, is I’m going to kiss my baby goodnight, go to my woman, take her home, fuck her, and do whatever the fuck else I can think of, and then when I call you in the morning to talk to my baby, you going to answer. Am I clear?”
“Nigga, I am not your slave. I don’t have to do a damn thing.”
“Try me and see what happens.”
I was naturally a soft man and preferred to love my baby mama’s instead of arguing and fussing with them. Xara made it hard for me to do that at times. She was in her feelings, and I understood why. I gave her treatment that should’ve been reserved for Yani, but it was what it was.
“I’m tired of coming second to your precious Yani, Trust. When is it going to be my turn?”
She stood there crying and that tugged at my heart. Regardless of what she believed; Xara held a soft spot in my shit as well. She meant a lot to a nigga, and I was thankful for her in a lot of ways. Before she got so attached, she helped me through some rough shit that I was too embarrassed to bring to Yani.
I wanted to make her happy in the same sense I made Yani. It was just hard to be in two places at one time. Splitting my time up between the two was becoming tiresome.
After cleaning and fixing myself up, I placed a kiss on Xara’s lips that was passionate enough to seal what I was about to say. She wasn’t going to like it, but I owed Yani way more respect than what the hell I was giving her lately.
“I love you, Xara. You and Truce are special to me and don’t forget that. Just give a nigga some time to sort this shit out. I gave you and my baby girl most of my day. I will give Yani my night. I’ll come by in the morning before I head to the dispensary.”
She nodded and accepted the lie I told her. I didn’t need time to sort a damn thing out because Yani was and always would be number one, but I needed to keep Xara at bay. She could cause a lot of confusion between me and my lady.
