Page 46 of Typa
When I saw Maui, my heart felt like it wanted to burst through my fucking chest. I had to play it cool though. She saw right through that shit. I couldn’t be all excited and shit in front of that nigga from Watchful Eyes. After showing her how much I needed her through my kiss, I led her inside. My soul felt light. I didn’t tell her family a thing about what went down, but they seemed to know already. I was pretty sure Ace had relayed the details.
Just the fact that I was at this fucking hospital had me stunned. I didn’t know why I was worried about that nigga. I slid my hand down my face as Maui ran to her parents, sisters, and youngest brother. I stayed back and watched them hug her and update her on Seven’s status, I supposed. When she glanced back at me, I knew they were talking about me. I had put my blade back in my mouth and out of habit, I flipped it with my tongue.
When Mister Storm and Maui headed my way, I frowned to match the vibe he was giving. Once they were close, Maui came to my side, and Mr. Storm extended his hand. I hesitantly shook it.
“Thank you for saving, Seven. Whether you did that shit for Maui or out of natural instinct, my son is still here. Technically, that’s all that matters. I knew he was going there and what he was going there for.” He glanced at Maui, then looked back at me. “We cool, man, but don’t think I won’t bust yo’ ass behind my baby. You hurt her, I fuck you and yo’ daddy up,” he said as my dad was joining us.
He glanced his way as my dad frowned, causing a smirk to form on my lips. This moment brought me back to my childhood. Mr. Storm was always talking shit.
“You talking shit, I see, so all must be well,” my dad said.
Mr. Storm smirked and shook his hand, pulling him in for a one-armed hug. “Yeah, we good. Get ready though. I’m gon’ be seeing you a lot more.”
Right after, Carter and Red Squared walked through the door. Mr. Storm glanced their way and said, “A lot fucking mo’.”
Maui wrapped her arms around my waist. It seemed like we were finally good. I just hated that Maui and I had to lose Indigo in the process of getting here. God had a funny way of doing things, and I could only wish He would give me a peek into why He allowed the things He did. I kissed Maui’s head, and said, “Let’s go sit down, baby. How you feeling?”
“Better than I’ve ever felt, Mythic.”
When we sat, I noticed her mother glance at us and smile slightly. The twins were tied up with Carter and Red, so they didn’t have time to be in our shit. I guess they were trying to work shit out. I held Maui in my arms and caressed her back as we sat on the little couch. More of her family started to come in, but the person I noticed made my eyebrows lift. Iesha was here. She gave me a slight smile, then went to Mrs. Henderson.
“Who was that?” Maui asked.
“Iesha. Evidently, she and Seven are closer than he let on.”
“Oh.”
I gripped her chin, and said, “You have nothing to worry about, baby. We only talked on the phone. That was it.”
“I believe you. I’m still just a little uneasy.”
“I get it, baby, because I will probably feel the same way around your dude.”
“I get it too, Mythic. The difference is, though, I never wanted to be with him. I wanted you.”
I kissed her pouty lips as she stared up at me. “I love you, baby,” I said, squashing that conversation.
She smiled slightly. “I love you too.”
“I’m gon’ be gentle as fuck. I promise. You don’t know how much I missed this pussy,” I said as I slid into her.
We weren’t supposed to be fucking yet, but neither of us could take the wait. It had only been about four weeks since she had the baby. Once everyone started to leave the hospital, we went to Beaumont and got a hotel room. Since we were both living with our parents, this would have been a no-go. We would have been fucking in my truck. It wasn’t like we hadn’t done that before, but I wanted to have more space. My arm was slightly fucking me up though.
Maui’s eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she said, “I missed you so much, Mythiiiiiic. Shiiiiiit!”
She squirted all over the fucking place. That diamond chip shit was the fucking truth. When she’d told me she had never orgasmed during sex until she was with me the very first time, my chest and head inflated so much I should have floated away. Sometimes, I regretted getting that shit, but knowing the wonders it did for her, I’d go through that shit all over again. That shit was sterilized the best I could get it through hydrogen peroxide and heat. I had to thank God that it didn’t get infected.
Once her orgasm subsided, I rolled to my back. My arm was fucking killing me, but my dick was still hard, waiting on that action. It felt like it had been years since I’d had her. She straddled me and stared into my eyes. “You okay? You wanna stop?”
“My arm is fucking killing me. I’m sure it’s from the shit that happened earlier. I don’t want to stop though. You my fucking oxygen. We probably won’t stay here tonight though. I need to get home where my pain meds are.”
“Okay,” she said and eased her pussy down on my dick.
A moan slid from my lips, and I gripped her ass with my hand. This was a better position, so my injured arm could have support. The way she rolled her hips had me mesmerized. Although she wasn’t taking my entire dick, the shit was still fire. She was gon’ fuck around and get pregnant again. She was probably fertile as ever right now, since she’d just had a baby. I stared at her face, seeing that she looked completely engrossed in what she was doing and how she was feeling.
“Maui, open your eyes, baby. Look at me.”
She did as I asked and the longer she stared, the more her body trembled. She bit her bottom lip, and her skin was turning red.
