Page 101 of Just Listen
“Ooh,” I found myself crooning, as he craned his neck to aggressively suck my titty. Skillfully, he flicked his tongue over my nipple, driving me fucking insane.
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I dug my nails into his skin, as he ventured balls deep inside of me.
“Ughhhh!” I cried out, as he pounded into me, while his balls loudly slammed into my ass cheeks.
Lifting his head, he gazed at me, while his dreads draped his face. “What you doing all that crying for? Huh?”
I licked my lips, before panting. “I can’t help it.”
“You can’t help it?” He dipped deeper into me. “But you was just saying that you gon leave a nigga alone. Remember that?”
I didn’t respond, as my back arched.
“You don’t hear me talking to you?” He pressed, while driving in and out of me, as my secretions could be heard lathering his dick.
“Yess,” I whimpered, while my toes involuntarily curled.
“So, you leaving me? Huh?” He rotated the dick inside of me, causing chills to shoot up and down my spine.
“Noooo,” I whined, as my pussy pulsed around him. My body also weirdly twitched, which was a first.
While I was still orgasming, he lowered his head, and sloppily kissed me. I rubbed his sweaty back, while he was still sultrily fucking me.
We exchanged breaths, while continuously kissing.
“This pussy so warm and tight,” he spoke softly. “And you think that I’ma go somewhere, just because you throwing a lil’ tantrum. Ion think you understand what you done got yourself into. Aint no turning back. This is mine and I aint never letting up.”
Laying there, I listened to every word he’d uttered, never saying a word. I could front and pretend that I wasn’t moved, but that would’ve been the biggest lie on the planet. I too was in deep, and could only pray that we remained on solid ground.
***
I gazed at my cell, as it vibrated on the bathroom countertop. It had been ringing all evening long, and after answering for Tootie, and a few others, I was told that it was now time to put the phone down, because we needed to unplug.
Now, I was soaking in my tub, with Khari in my lap, while my back was resting on Malice’s chest. Yep. All three of us weretaking a bath, which had quickly become one of my favorite things to do. It was Malice who’d first brought the bathing together to the table, and I never really thought about how intimate something like that could be.
With our baby with us, we weren’t focusing on anything sexual, but instead, seemingly fine tuned into one another. Just being there with my little family was enough for me, but when Malice grabbed the shampoo, and began to wash my hair, and massage my scalp, I can’t quite explain how soothing and euphoric it felt.
The shit felt so good that my eyes were soon rolling into the back of my head. Then after laying the baby on my chest, my body relaxed, and I felt light as a feather. With no guidance from me, he washed my hair gingerly, ensuring that my long mane was clean.
Once he was done, I couldn’t help but smile. “God, that felt good.”
“Oh, yeah?” He breathed onto my neck, as he was now massaging my shoulders.
“Ummm,” I moaned, as I indulged in the way his strong hands were kneading, and breaking down the tension in my shoulders. “Got damn, boy. I know a few girls who would pay top dollar for this type of thing.”
He lightly laughed. “Oh, yeah?”
“Umhmm.”
“Well lucky for you, all I want is for you to make me feel good too.”
Grinning, I nodded. “Okay. I can definitely handle that.”
Malice
Thank God for Ms. Shelia. More and more, I understood exactly why Jaylah had a full-time nanny, although she didn’t exactly have a job or career. With the extra help, she was able to move freely, and have someone there to help, even if it was only to have a little personal time. And today was one of those days, where neither of us were trying to do anything of real importance, but Ms. Shelia still had Khari, while we were locked away in the master suit.
Keeping it real, I had never spent this much time in the house in my entire life. By now, I’d usually be going stir crazy, but spending time with my Big Baby hit different, and there was honestly no other place I would’ve rather been, right then.
