Page 22 of The Prodigy 2: Rise of a Queen

She popped her finger out, and then I heard sucking noises and knew exactly where she put it. My eyes rolled back from the sounds, and from the feel of her pussy.

“I love how you take all that dick, girl.”

“Damn right,” she moaned. “I can’t have all this dick and not know what to do with it.”

“Yeah.” I reached around and grabbed her ass, holding on tight as my nut started rising. “I hope you close, cuz—”

“Ahhhhhhhh!” She screamed out when she came. Since she got hers, I went ahead and let go, busting a strong nut that made my toes curl and my teeth grit. That shit went on and on, too, like her pussy was sucking it out of me. I groaned and tried my best to breathe through it so I wouldn’t pass out.

My wife, man.

She knew how to put it on a nigga.

She rolled off me and walked off. When she came back, she laid right back down on top of me and put her face in my neck. That’s how we fell asleep, and we didn’t wake up until the sun was beating down on our faces.

She ain’t even say good morning before she started in on me.

“Okay. You're awake, I’m sober, and we fucked, so there’s no distractions.” She took a deep breath. “You really called that bitch and had a heart to heart, knowing she threw a drink in my face. After you promised me you would handle it.”

“She called me from her cousin’s phone. And I did handle it. I threatened her ass and then I blocked her.”

“That’s even worse.”

“Look, I’m sorry for goin’ back on my word. That ain’t some shit I normally do. But…it was some shit I couldn’t talk to nobody else about.”

“Even me?”

Especially you.

“Look, just trust me when I say—”

“So not your brothers? Your sister? Joe? That bitch was literally theonlyperson on this earth who you could talk to?” She lifted up and looked down at me.

“About this, yeah.”

I could see the hurt in her eyes. Again. Hurt I caused her. That shit felt horrible.

“Jakari. Please. Just talk to me.”

I felt sick last night at dinner, waiting for my mama to bring that shit up just to start some shit. My stomach was on fire, head hurt and spinning all over. That’s why I left out so fast. I wasn’t gon’ be able to handle it if she blurted it out.

I left Malika there without saying a word. She had every right to be pissed at me about that. But her biggest concern right now was me, and getting me to let her in. Not cuz she was nosy, or trying to maneuver or scheme. It's because she actually gave a fuck about me.

I talked all that yang about not keeping secrets, and here I was, sitting on the secret and trying to act like it didn’t matter. But it fucking did. I was gonna have to tell her. Wasn’t no getting around it. Cuz if she found out from my mama?

I didn’t even wanna think about it.

“You know what?” I sat up, grabbing her hand as I got out of bed. “Let’s get dressed.”

“We going somewhere?”

I paused, and then, “Yeah.”

In the car headed to Kroger, I tasted bile at the back of my throat. I done stared down some scary shit in my life…niggas fists coming at my face, the barrel of a shotgun pointed at my head, Noni with a switch in her hand…but this was some other shit entirely.

I parked and took a deep breath. “I’ma run in and grab something real quick.”

“You want me to come?” Her eyes were soft and pleading. She wanted to know what was up.

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