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“Oooohhhh, uhhhhhh… Prosperrrrrer.” She said louder this time, her eyelids collapsing.

“Shitttt, you just came all over my dick, baby.” I recognized the increase of her moisture immediately.

Nia cried, her eyes low, and it pushed me over the edge to see her so satisfied.

“Fuck, baby.” I stole a couple more strokes before I pulled out and shot my seeds on her stomach.

chapter eleven.

Prosper

“This isn’t how I imagined my life to go at this age. I wanted to be married by now with my first child.” Nia broke the silence between us. We had been lying down, trying to catch our breaths.

I glanced over at her, realizing she was even deeper in her feelings. I shook my head, hoping she wasn’t about to start trippin’ on me. I had to get her ass together real quick because she wasn’t leaving my side anytime soon.

“Where that come from?” I questioned her.

She shrugged. “I don’t know. Just thinking. Guess I can’t believe I’m falling for a man who’s eleven years younger than me and was once my student. Life is so funny… and scary as hell.”

“None of that other shit matters. The only thing that matters is I wanna give you what you want ‘cause I want that too. I wanna be married and have me a lil one.”

“I mean I get that, but you’re only twenty-five years old, Prosper. We are on two different timelines. Ain’t no telling when you’ll be ready for those things, and that’s understandable.”

“I’d take yo’ ass to Vegas and marry you today if you’d let me. We can plan a bigger wedding in the future.”

She laughed until she saw I didn’t. “You’re serious.”

“Hell yeah,” I pulled her onto my lap, adjusting my head on the pillow. “I was just tellin’ Black last month that I was gonna give him a sister or brother.”

Nia thought that shit was so funny. She fell out laughing again, playing in my muthafuckin’ face.

“You’re crazy, boy.”

“I ain’t no boy. I’m a man, baby. And I know what I want in life. I want you and to make ya happy. Whatever that looks like. Let’s do it.” It was a bold proclamation, but in that moment, it felt right, just like everything else between us.

Gripping her waist, I lifted her and slid her down me, not allowing our bodies time to recover from the last round… not giving her time to get stuck in her head.

“Oooh,” she winced. “Jesus, do you ever get tired?”

“Nah,” I kept it real with her. “This the only time you ever have to worry about my age showin’.”

Nia offered me a half-smile as she caught my rhythm, winding her hips. We fucked like this for a while. I didn’t want much from her at the moment, only for her to listen to me and be receptive.

While she took control, riding me effortlessly, my hands roamed up to her breasts, massaging both. All I could think about was how much milk I was going to suck out of these pretty muthafuckas when the time came for her to carry my baby. The thought fueled my desire even more.

“You don’t even realize how much I want you, Nia’Rose,” I told her, infatuated.

“Uhhhh,” she moaned, tossing her head back. “How much?”

“So much that I applied to a fuckin’ campus over forty minutes away from my crib just to have you. So much that I’m ready to drop another bag with my jeweler just to secure you.That’s how much.” I tugged at the diamond necklace I put around her neck.

“Secure me,” she bit down on her bottom lip, nodding. “Mm, I like the sound of that. I love security. I just wanna feel…” Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as I slammed her up and down my dick.

“Feel what, mama?” I paused, popping her on the ass to bring her back to reality.

That shit didn’t work though; she just creamed harder. Nia was a nasty muthafucka once she let her guard down. I gripped her throat, squeezing.

“Ahhh,”

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