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“Am I?” Kofi asks, and thrusts faster.
“Oh! Oh, Kofi!” Suchi comes.
“Suchi, I’m about to nut.”
Kofi pulls out and gets on his knees on top of the bed. Suchi swallows and sucks like she needs his cum to live.
“Argh! Fuck. Fuck, Suchi. Swallow every drop, baby.”
Suchi does as she’s told. After, she wipes her mouth and lays back on the bed.
Kofi relaxes next to her, cuddling up close.
She turns to him and says, “Wow, you must have made so much money.”
He chuckles and kisses her.
5
KOFI
Five months later, Kofi and Suchi are hosting a friends’ dinner. He opens the door and lets Thad and Drea in. Drea is four months pregnant with twins and has insisted she and Thad get in as much socializing as possible since they’re going to be MIA for the foreseeable future.
“Hey, T! Ms. Fashionista. Come on in.”
Kofi addresses Drea’s swollen belly. “Hi, Addison. Hi, Avery. It’s your big cousin, Kofi.”
Drea chuckles. “I think the girls like it when you talk to them, Kofi. They move around a lot.”
“Cool. I guess I’m a baby whisperer,” he smiles.
Ginger comes running out.
“Gingie, I told you; you have to stay in the back.” Suchi comes out and snatches her up.
“Oh, my God! Thad, look at the dog.” Drea coos at Ginger.
“Drea, you’ve seen Ginger before.”
“I know, but she’s just so cute.” Drea gets tears in her eyes. “This pregnancy, I swear. Everything makes me cry, gives me heartburn, or makes me fart.”
Thad chuckles, then gives her a kiss on the forehead. “Suchi, please take Gingie out of the room before Drea wants to take her home again,” he says.
“I just want Ginger to get used to the twins.”
“Drea, stop trying to steal our dog,” Kofi remarks.
“Fine.”
There’s a knock on the door. Suchi takes Ginger in the back, while Kofi lets Aimee and Patrick in, followed by Briget, Ranson and Lyric minutes later.
Suchi returns to the living room and gives her friends and their partners hugs.
“Dinner will be ready in twenty more minutes, y’all. Meanwhile, have an appetizer.” Kofi offers Bridget a mini slider.
Bridget takes the whole tray and stuffs her face. “Drea, come sit next to me, girl. I’m not going to deprive a pregnant woman of food. Kofi, just bring all the food to me and Drea,” Bridget whines.
“Bridge, what’s going on?” Ranson asks.
