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Skai
I sit with my legs dangling in the beautiful blue water of the Florida Keys. Parker wanted to go further, but Brooklyn asked her if she was crazy and to keep her super pregnant ass in the US. It is gorgeous here and peaceful, and we are about to disturb all of that with baby shower shenanigans. They have been in the water all day with the kids, of course, Joseph is teaching the kids swimming, diving, and holding their breaths for extended periods of time. I snuck off to have a few minutes to myself. I have been surrounded twenty-four hours a day. If I am not with Jabarri, I am with another member of the family. I love the fact that they want to protect me, but not having any privacy or time to myself has me ready to crawl out of my own skin. I am more than positive that even though I am alone right now, if I am gone too long someone will be coming to get me. The only way I was able to get away in the first place was because Momma B has them busy and snuck me out while she had the brothers running around to do her bidding. Honestly, I know without a shadow of a doubt that Jabarri knew the moment I was no longer in the villa. But truthfully, things have been completely quiet, no calls, no one following me no strangers popping up out of nowhere. Jabarri identified the shooter in the video, and Uncle Atlas asked his old contact, Doone, to see what he could dig up on Art. Jabarri found everything there was to find on paper, but Doone has other ways to find out information that leaves no paper trail, so now we’re waiting to hear what he found out, if anything. I think if they were coming for me, that would have already, they probably can’t figure out who I am. It wasn’t like they saw my face. Then why haven’t you relaxed since that day? My inner voice says, and she’s right, but I tell her to shut up! There has been a perpetual knot in my stomach since that day, and it won’t go away.
“Baby?” Jabarri says. I felt him before he said a word to me. For a man as big as he is, he was completely silent while walking up to me.
“Yes,”
“Do you need more time?” he asks and I grab my Sig Sauer P365 Rose up from my lap, tuck it in my waist holster as I stand, turning to face him. “No,” I can go back. Taking my hand, he leads me back to the hotel. We walk in silence both of us enjoying our time together here in paradise. Clear blue water reflecting a clear blue sky and perfect weather. Everything is perfect.
“Are you changing for the shower?”
“I guess I better,” I say, looking down at my jeans that I have rolled up midcalf, basic tee shirt, and flip flops. He leads us down the back hallway. Once we are back to the villa, we snag the downstairs bedroom that is off by itself. Whoever designed the villas had privacy in mind. The four bedrooms are far away from each other, giving the guests privacy when they need it, but the large kitchen, dining area, and living room are enough space to host large gatherings. As soon as the doors are closed, I begin stripping as I make my way to the shower, and before I know it, I am up off my feet and in Jabarri’s arms.
“We’ll be late,” I halfheartedly protest.
“So it’s not our baby shower, they’ll be fine,” he says, sitting me back on my feet, turning me to face him. “You’re beautiful, baby. You have been stressed, let me help you with that,” he says, gripping my braids, pulling my head back as he kisses me, and I am moaning in his mouth. The bathroom and baby shower all but forgotten. “I have been gentle with you, baby, I wanted you to get used to being with me, being with a man, but I think it’s time to introduce you to all of me. Can you handle me, baby? Are you ready to take me fucking you like I have been wanting to since I saw you more than eight years ago?”
“Jabarri,” I moan, turned on but still a little unsure. I know he won’t hurt me, and I know he would stop at the first sign of discomfort from me. “Yes,” I say, taking his hand and putting on my pussy.
“First, I am going to take the edge off of us both, then we are going to shower, and I am going to indulge in that mouth-watering pussy that’s tucked between those sexy thighs,” his finger slips easily between my lips, and he begins exploring my nubbin. “This pussy is tight, hot, wet, and ready to get fucked,” he tells me as his other hand takes my hand and places it on his dick. I know immediately what to do, and I stroke him exactly like I know he likes it. He is hard and warm in my hand like heated velvet steel. I let out a startled yelp when he picks me up, carrying me to the bed as he lays down with me in his arms still. He kissed me as he slowly pushed inside of me.
“You’re so big, so fucking deep.” I tell him, ripping my mouth from his. “Don’t stop,” I tell him as he rocks inside of me slow, hard, and deep.
“I won’t, baby,” I claw his back when he hits a spot inside of me, pushing me to the brink so fast I am almost light-headed. Leaning over me, he damn near takes my entire breast in his mouth, making my back bow off of the bed.
“Fuck, Jabarri,”
“Hush baby, before our mommas come in here. I didn’t lock the door,” he tells me before taking my mouth in a hot kiss and pushes me even closer to cumming. I can feel every ridge of his dick as it drags in and out of my channel, hitting every single nerve ending I have. I wrap my legs around his back and begin pushing myself up to meet his downward strokes. My eyes cross from the pleasure. Even though he never fails to please me, I know he is holding back. It took a while to get completely comfortable with Jabarri, not just sexually but mentally and physically. Him being in my space, how I communicate with him, and how he handles me in all aspects. When I was with Alayna, we were on equal footing, same size, same sex, some things we just understood because it was a woman issue, like cramps. I didn’t have to convince her of how bad the pain was or worry that she would think I am doing too much when I asked for certain things during that time. It has taken a while to get there with him. There are things that I have to explain to him that were just understood previously, but we have found a good rhythm with each other and to his credit, he has never made me feel needy, or dramatic at all no matter what. But this sex thing is a hurdle we have struggled to overcome. He is careful with me, and I get it. My first sexual experience with a boy was beyond traumatizing, and each subsequent experience was subpar at best. And it didn’t help that I freaked out on him one night when he initiated sex, and I had a complete meltdown on him. It took him hours to get to me. I was right back at my grandmother’s house with my cousin. We talked about it in therapy, but ever since then, he tiptoes in the bedroom, and I have heard the stories from all the wives, except my mom, because, yuck, and I know it gets way more intense than what he and I do, but I don’t know how to change it.
I barely get a few strokes before he reaches back to unhook my ankles from his back, “Put your arms around my neck,” he says before placing my legs in the crook of his arms, sliding his hands up to the middle of my back and lifting. He sits back on his heels as he uses me like a fleshlight, lifting me and dropping me on his dick, and I know I am going to let this whole house know he is in here putting in work. I drive my hands in his hair so hard I scrap his scalp as I grab two handfuls of hair and hold on. “That’s it, Nöku Ahi, ride me, take this dick. I want to feel you dripping off my balls onto the sheets,”
“Oh gawd,” I groan into his mouth when he crushes my lips with his, exploring my mouth, biting my lip hard.
“Hurry up and cum, so I can drench you with my cum. I want to know a part of me is inside of you as you are at the party. I want your panties drenched from the combination of our cum. Every time you walk, and you feel the wetness drip out of you, it was me and only me who’s dripping from you,” he is whispering in my ear, and the images he is putting in my head are making me even more turned on. “There it is, you’re sucking on my dick. You’re nasty as fuck, you like me telling you how I am going to fuck you later after the party. How I am going to eat your pussy until you beg me to stop, until you spray your cum everywhere, and then I am going to fuck you on every surface I can get you on. And when I am ready to cum, I am going to put you on your knees so you can swallow. Every. Fucking. Drop,” he says, and that’s it. He slams me down, and he pushes up, and I explode. I pull his hair so hard I may have pulled some out. I throw my head back to scream but bite my lip instead to attempt to keep the sounds from spilling out.
“You are fucking gorgeous when you cum, Nalani,” he says slowing down, and I realize that while I was cumming he came with me.
“We don’t have time for a part two after our shower,”
“No, we don’t. I’ll make that up to you later on tonight.”
“I bet you will,” I tell him before melting into him. My head on his shoulder as I struggle to catch my breath. Carefully, he unfolds his legs, scoots off the bed, and carries me into the bathroom, turning on the shower and walking us under the hot spray. He washes both of us while he is still inside of me. Finally, he lifts me off of him and sets off a minefield of mini orgasms as he slides out of me. He waits for me to steady myself on my feet before he lets go of me, and I practically give myself a stroke as I wash my sensitive flesh. The amount of baby orgasms I have should be studied, because it can’t be normal. We rush through the rest of the shower and get dressed, and we are still late when we get to the party. I want a hole to open up in the floor when the knowing looks are leveled our way. However, Jabarri didn’t seem to have a problem or care. He took me by my hand and walked in the room with his chest stuck out, proud of our lateness. Someone kill me now.
Jabarri
I went too far with her, I let the tight control I have when I’m with Skai slip. I was rougher with her than I have ever been, and even my talk was more aggressive than I have ever been, but she didn’t freak out or pull away from it or me, so that’s a good sign right? God, I hope so. So far, the baby shower has been a subdued event compared to our normal parties, but we are missing part of the gang, Eliza, Emerson, Luke, Liam, and Lucas, along with Savvy’s other kids, aren’t present. T’Aundrea, Angie, and Dr. Mack are also not in attendance so it turned out to be basically just the immediate family along with Parker’s parents. Parker is glowing and huge, and it reminds me of when Skai carried Megan and Anson’s baby. I look over to her looking relaxed and happy, and I know one day she will be just as big and beautiful when she carries our babies. I wonder how many kids she would want. I know she will probably cuss me out everyday of her pregnancy, and I am looking forward to it.
“Look at her,” Jassiel says, walking up to me and interrupting my mental thoughts.
“What am I looking at?” I ask, looking at him instead of her.
“I’m going to be a daddy. I had accepted the idea of never having any children. After losing a baby and never getting pregnant again, she assumed she couldn’t have any more children, and I was okay with that. I have nieces and nephews and a goddaughter. When she came home and told me, I was literally light-headed. She picked up a meal from Hedonism that Praise cooked and set the table with flowers and candles. I came home pleasantly surprised. I hurried up and washed up, came back to the table when she told me she had something cooking in the kitchen. When I got in there, the oven was on, and there was bread inside warming. I didn’t think anything of it, so I took it out of the oven, put it on a plate, and carried it into the dining room. I sat down to eat, not catching on at all until she said,
“What was that, Jaasiel?”
“What? The bread?” I asked.
“Yes,”
