Page 15 of Pulse of True Soulmates

When I got to the shop, my baby and Fatima were already there. It wasn’t a surprise to see her eating our Greek lamb salad. “What’s up, baby?” I asked before I leaned down to kiss her Mediterranean vinaigrette flavored lips and tongue. I made sure I showed Midnite some love since his ass finally fucked with me for real.

“Hey, baby. I missed you all day,” she cooed from her recliner seat. Her hair was up in her signature ponytail.

I leaned down and put my lips to her ear to whisper. “Keep looking at me like that. I’m going to take you in my office to show you something.”

“Y’all stop being nasty,” Fatima reprimanded from Julian’s tattoo seat. The tattoo design that she and Aeon decided on was one of Julian’s. He was tatting Fatima, and I would tat my baby. Both were getting the design on their forearms.

Aeon waved her off and told her to mind her business. When I got over to my station, Julian put his tattoo gun down. He told Fatima to give him a minute before he told me that he wanted to talk to me in his office. He closed the door once we both walked in. The worry that covered his face told me that bullshit was soon coming.

“Aye, when I came in, Sandy told me that Alesha came in here earlier looking for you. Bro, I’m not sure what you did to that damn girl. Her ass is like a water bug. She goes away for a while, then pops back up.”

I dropped my head on his words.What the fuck!“Man, there ain’t no way. I don’t need this shit. What did Sandy tell her?”

“She said she told her that you weren’t here,” Julian confirmed. “I’m just giving you a heads up. I’m not sure if her ass is going to pop back up.”

I told him that I appreciated him. This bitch, Alesha, was aggravating. A couple weeks ago, she commented under a picture of Aeon and me on my Instagram business page. It was a picture of us in front of the lounge with my arms wrapped around her waist from behind. It was a promo post for our couples’ night event. I didn’t think too much about it; I just blocked her page.

Aeon was finished eating by the time Julian and I came out of the office. It was time for me to bless her skin with my ink. “You ready, baby?”

I helped her stand from her seat. With a weary smile, she said, “I’m ready. I’m nervous though.”

“How can I help you be less nervous?” I asked her lowly. When her head pivoted and eyes landed on my office, I knew what it was. “Alright now, you know how your ass gets. If that pulse-ox and blood pressure ain’t right, you are not getting this tat today, Aeon.”

She gave me a cute pout. “I mean, you can just nibble on it a lil bit.” She glanced down at her feet coyly then back at me.

My lips connected to hers. “Come on.” I looked down at Midnite. “Midnite, we’ll be back. I got her.”

He walked over to the setup of buttons that we had for him. Most of the buttons he was already familiar with here. We added a few buttons that took him about a month to get the hang of.“Ok, Deck.”

It took a while for Midnite to trust that I had his mommy’s best interest at heart and that I could take care of her. Since Aeon and I had been together, she has had two episodes that I was there for. Midnite helped me make sure she was alright. That was when he knew I could handle taking care of his mommy.

When we got into my office, I closed and locked the door. Our kiss was passionate as I walked her backward to my desk. There was nothing on my desk that had to move for Aeon to lay down. I didn’t notice that she wore a skirt until she opened her legs to expose her uncovered pussy. My brow arched. “You walked around all day without panties, Aeon? I know better than that shit.”

“Baby, I took them off before we came here,” she said as she put her fingers between her legs to play in her beautiful pussy. “You know I would not do that. Now eat before you make me late for my tattoo appointment.”

I grabbed her under thigh, bent her legs back, then commenced to eating her pretty pussy. Her moans were low and sexy as fuck. It took less than a minute for me to pull that first nut out of her.

After the first few times that we had sex, Aeon warned me that POTS could sometimes cause a decreased libido and orgasmic dysfunction. The orgasmic dysfunction had not been an issue for us. The decreased libido was not a big issue. Theonly time she wasn’t in the mood for sex was after an episode, which was understandable, or when she went into a depressive state. That shit didn’t bother me.

“Fuck, Deck! I’m about to cum again. I love you,” she declared through her moans. Seconds later, her legs knocked against the sides of my head, and her pussy wet my beard.I love this pussy.

After that nut, I pulled back before her ass got too worked up and started to beg for the dick. I kissed her inner thigh. “I love you too.”

I smacked her thigh and told her to stay there so I could clean her up. It was another fifteen minutes for both of us to get cleaned up before we came out of the room. My baby was a lot less nervous.

Fatima’s nose turned up. “I don’t know if I’m ready to be an auntie.” She glanced down at Midnite. “Midnite, you see your mama and daddy being nasty?”

Midnite lifted his head from the pillow he lay on. His head tilted from side to side before he got up, shifted his body to turn away from her, then lay down. Julian burst into laughter. “Yo, he’s really not fuckin’ with you.”

Fatima had been bringing up babies since she knew Aeon and I were having sex. It sounded to me like she wanted to be an auntie because I knew that she knew Aeon was on birth control. My baby sat in my seat so I could prep what I needed for her tattoo. Julian had the design already printed for me, which was slightly different from Fatima’s. Just as I settled to start the process for the tat, I heard Julian grumble a lowfuck.I followed his eyes to the staircase.Man, fuck is right.

EARLIER THAT DAY - BRUNCH WITH THE GIRLS . . .

“Girl,yes! Now I have to knock before I enter. I know Midnite sick of them,” Fatima joked at my expense.

Last week, she saw more ass than she wanted to see when she walked into my house without knocking and announcing herself. Midnite was never in the same room with us when we had sex. If we were in the living room, I turned on his favorite show in the guest room. “Midnite is not around when we have sex, Fatima. I bet you will knock the next time.”

I was at brunch with my girls Fatima, Jesika, Iesha, and Leydi. This had become a weekly thing with us. I had never had this many friends in my life. For the longest, it had only beenFatima and me. It felt good to add more estrogen to our circle. They were so chill.

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