Page 55 of Suleem and Yahzi
“Taking care of you means everything attached to you.”
“It’s still sweet. Thank you.”
“You don’t need to tell me thank you, just let me eat your pussy and we’re even.”
“Um, no, she needs a break. You just had your way with her in the shower when we got here.”
I did, devoured that shit then pounded that muthafucker until she was cumming back to back.
“You owe me three years, Yah. I gotta get that before I slow down.”
…and put a baby in you.
She sucked her teeth. “Well, we’re on pause for tonight. You can start back collecting tomorrow. Sis needs a break.”
“I’m not trying to fuck. I just want to bury my face between them thighs and suck on them lips.”
“Which will end with me sitting on your dick or my ass in the air.”
I chuckled. “Aight, you got that, and I still love your pretty ass though.”
“You better.”
“You know I do, without question.”
I lifted my arm and wrapped my fingers around the back of her neck, bringing her mouth to mine. When my tongue met hers, my entire soul felt at peace. She was me and I was her. Nothing would ever change that.
My beginning and my end, my Yah…
Epilogue
Yahzi.
eight months and some change…
“This is my car and you’re always the one driving it. That’s flawed as hell.”
We were on our way to get something to eat after I got my hair braided. I was two weeks from my due date and refused to be in the hospital looking crazy. I was barely allowed out of Suleem’s line of sight from the minute we got the positive pregnancy test but I didn’t mind.
What started as him being my protector now extended to him keeping our daughter safe, which meant wherever we were, he was. It was cute to see him so in love with not just me, but this little girl who already owned and controlled him.
“That’s on you. I wanted to take the Jeep but you threw your little fit about being in this tiny ass shit.” Suleem reached across the car and palmed my stomach with his large hand.
“Because I barely got to drive it before you did this…” I pointed to my big, round belly and frowned.
“Don’t put that all on me, Yah. You were just as greedy with sitting on my dick as I was with spreading them thighs and digging in them guts.”
“That is not true.” I couldn’t even be serious because there had been plenty of mornings where Suleem woke up with his dick down my throat before I climbed on top of him and rode him until my legs were sore and his balls were empty.
“Baby girl, tell your lying ass mama there’s no shame in her being addicted to my dick.”
I grinned and punched him in the arm. “Even if that’s true, I don’t want my baby to know that; so shut up.”
“Aight, I’mma chill. Now what you want to eat?”
“You pick.”
“Sweet Auburn?”
