Page 18 of R&B Mixtape

She was on the verge of releasing, and I was ready to see the ending results. I picked up the pace and gave what she was asking for. The more I thrust inside her the tighter her grip got. My bottom lip was tucked between my teeth as I pumped her body full of my lil ones. After tonight, she was going to have so many of them floating around in her shit, she had no choice but to get pregnant.

Her chest was heaving up and down and I smiled a smile of satisfaction. I was pleased but I wasn’t close to being done. I had a lot more energy, except this go round I was taking my time and showing how much love I carried for her.

“Come here, princess.”

I lifted her up and cradle her body next to mine. She was the most delicate and fragile thing in my life right now. If I didn’t treat her right, who else the fuck would? I wasn’t dropping the ball with her, hell, us. We knew each other too well so having to figure the dos and don’ts wasn’t even necessary. We knew what buttons to press and because of that, there was no doubt in my mind that we were going to make it far.

“You good?” I inquired as I removed myself and allowed her to calm down.

“I’m good baby, I promise.”

“Cool. We got another round.”

“Noooooo. I need to recover. Don’t you walk away from me!”

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Time was on my side. I waited years to have this woman in my bed and now that she was, I couldn’t see it any other way. Out of everyone that came into my life, she was a permanent fixture.

While she slept, I ran out to grab her gifts from my condo. I had plans on meeting up with Cassidy and heading to the restaurant from there but receiving that call last night altered everything. Cassidy was no longer on the schedule which meant I was going to have to deal with her mouth as well. It wasn’t shit to me because I really didn’t give a fuck about what the bitch had to say. However, I didn’t need her rolling up on me or princess for that matter. Things weren’t going to end well for her at all.

Pulling up to the building, I noticed Cass car parked by the meter across the street instantly. She was up bright and early to give me an ear full of nothing. I shook my head and made my way over. She exited her whip and sassed her way to me.

“So, you couldn’t pick up the phone and tell me what the fuck is going on with you?”

“The fuck I look like answering to a bitch that ain’t mine. You better get the fuck out my face.”

“Bitch? So, you calling me out my name now and showing disrespect? What hoe got you tripping on me already?”

“You wilding out and it ain’t even necessary.”

“You ain’t even worth the drama. I thought the least you could do was keep it real and be honest about what the fuck you were on, but I see you’re a clown ass nigga that won’t admit to shit.”

“You a hoe that opened her legs within ten minutes of knowing me. If I ever gave you an explanation to anything, I know something. It’s okay to feel hurt because maybe you were fuckin’ with me harder than I was you. Just take this loss and move the fuck on. It’s simple.”

“Fuck you, Prez.”

“You did that already. Several times might I add. The sun ain’t even been up that long. The fuck you at my shit this early for?”

“Like I said, you ain’t answer the phone so I thought something happened. Nigga we were in the middle of a fuckin’ date and you just dipped the fuck out like something was wrong.”

“Princess called so I had to go.”

“Are you serious? You fuckin’ that bitch ain’t you? And her name is Aveena. Stop calling that hoe princess.”

“Cassidy gone about your business ’cause I promise whatever you looking for I don’t have to give. And you’re not acting like a lady right now. Your behavior is very much… ghetto.”

She hated when anyone called her ratchet or ghetto. I knew what I was doing, and her reaction followed behind it caused me to smirk.

“Bitch nigga fuck you. You really ain’t shit.”

“Have a good day on purpose love.”

Walking inside, she stood behind in the cold trying to figure out her next move. I knew what she wasn’t doing and that was walking her hoe ass up in my shit again. I was good with princess and whatever was ahead. From the good to the bad, I was taking it all with no fuss. Vee was worth it.

I made it to my floor and quickly headed for the bedroom that held her gifts. I wanted her to wake up surrounded by them. Her reaction was going to be one I knew all too well. It didn’t matter what I presented to her; she acted as if it was the best thing ever.

I was back in the whip within the next five minutes with one destination. I knew what it took to make her happy, I was just waiting on the opportunity. A nigga didn’t want shit from her other than her being real to herself. She wasn’t going to be stress or care-free if she didn’t allow herself to be comfortable in our relationship.