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“Yeah…” I whispered against her neck before kissin’ it again. “I got this pussy blushin’.”

I kept hittin’ the bottom of her pussy the way she loved, never breakin’ that same slow rhythm ‘cause I wanted her to feel all this shit. Every time her pussy tightened around my dick, it only made me hold her closer.

I was hittin’ it like this ’cause I was tryna give us both another baby. I was tryna make sure that when she came on my dick, it was the part of the conception she would never forget. I wanted her to remember the way I looked at her, the way I held her and the way I kissed all over her while I put my baby in her. If this was the night God blessed us with another child, I wanted our baby to be made in the middle of love, passion and every promise me and my wife had ever made to each other.

Toni’s body felt stiff but that’s ’cause I knew she was ’bout to really cum. I could feel it all over her. The way her body tightened around me, the way her legs locked around my waist and the way she held on to me let me know she was right there. I kept goin’, stayin’ in it deep ‘cause I knew exactly what she needed. Then I heard a loud ass moan finally come out her mouth and her body came back to life.

“KAY’LOOOO!” she cried while she dug her nails into my ass, scratchin’ the skin off my shit. Her whole body shook againstmine, and I held on to her even tighter, lettin’ her have every bit of this moment while I stayed with her.

I hissed but kept goin’ ’cause I was about to cum too. “Fuck, baby… I’m ’bout to bust in this pussy right now,” I groaned, my voice rough while I buried my face back in her neck. “You feel so damn good. Shit…”

I fucked her rough and hard until we both came hard and loud.

“Ahh, fuck, baby! Fuck!” I growled in her ear while grabbin’ a fist full of her hair and yankin’ that shit hard.

I held her close through all of it, lettin’ my forehead fall against hers while we rode the moment together. I ain’t let up until I knew we was both completely spent.

Now we was breathin’ heavy and holdin’ each other tight as hell. I stayed on top of her, not in no rush to move. I kissed her slow under her jaw, then her chin, then back down the side of her neck while my hand stayed buried in her hair. She just laid here lookin’ up at me, rubbin’ the side of my face.

“I love you, Kay’Lo,” she whispered.

“I love you too, baby,” I whispered back before kissin’ her forehead. “Always.”

I rested my forehead against hers and closed my eyes.

“I really hope our son started his life tonight.”

She rubbed my back with tears in her eyes, and said, “me too…”

Drahma Town

It had been about three weeks since I seen Sha’Nelle, and I ain’t heard from her no more than she heard from me.

After spendin’ that whole week together in Greystone City, I thought shit between us had finally started movin’ the way it was supposed to. She had been laid up with me, ridin’ around the city, sleepin’ in my arms and talkin’ like she understood where we was headed. Then she woke up that one mornin’ and told me she wasn’t comin’ back to Trill-Land.

That shit ain’t sit right with me, but I was tired of fightin’ with a woman who kept tellin’ me she loved me while findin’ another reason not to be with me.

I could’ve stopped her from leavin’ that Airbnb. I could’ve kept arguin’, followed her back to her mama house or stayed inGreystone until she changed her mind. That was usually how I moved when I wanted somethin’. I ain’t let too much get away from me once I decided it belonged in my life.

This time, I let her go…

I had watched Pressure spend too much time flyin’ in and out of cities behind Pluto when they was goin’ through they shit. Every time she pulled away from him, that nigga was gettin’ on another plane, showin’ up somewhere or doin’ whatever he had to do to bring her ass back. I used to look at him and wonder how the fuck he had enough patience to keep chasin’ the same woman when she already knew where he stood.

Now I understood him more than I wanted to.

Still, I wasn’t finna make that my whole life. I loved Sha’Nelle like a muthafucka and a part of me probably always would, but I couldn’t keep draggin’ her toward me every time she decided to step back. At some point, she had to want the same shit without me wearin’ her down first. If she ain’t wanna leave her raggedy ass city and build somethin’ with me, I couldn’t force that without provin’ every bad thought she already had about the way I moved.

That ain’t mean I stopped thinkin’ about her.

Some nights I would reach across my bed half asleep, expectin’ to feel all that thick ass body laid beside me before rememberin’ she wasn’t there. Other times, I would hear somethin’ funny and grab my phone before catchin’ myself. Her name stayed in my head more than I liked, but I ain’t called, texted or sent nobody to check on her.

Sha’Nelle had my number. She knew where I lived, and she knew how I felt. There wasn’t nothin’ else for me to prove.

Tonight, I was in the section at Drahma Town with Blaqson, tryna enjoy myself without thinkin’ too hard about shit. Kay’Lo had been with us earlier, but Toni sent him a message, and that nigga ain’t even pretend he was stayin’ after that. He finishedwhat was left in his glass, dapped both of us up and got the fuck on like his wife had called in an emergency.

I laughed when I watched him leave ‘cause it ain’t matter how smooth Kay’Lo acted around everybody else. Toni could send that nigga three words and have him halfway home before anybody asked where he was goin’.

Now it was just me and Blaq sittin’ back in the section while music moved through the club and smoke floated over the table. A bottle sat between us with a couple glasses, and we had enough weed broken down to keep somethin’ burnin’ until the lights came on.