I was going to be what she needed.
I ate her pussy like my life or freedom depended on it. The way she moaned, that shit made me wanna go harder. I inserted a finger while still slurping on her shit. She got a good grip on my head, and firmly held me in place on that one spot she needed me to show the most attention to. Not even a full minute later, she was cumming all over my damn face. The shit was so wet, she had squirted a little bit and was shaking profusely while trying to come down from that orgasm. I stood up, looked down at her on the bed and licked my lips. She knew she tasted good as hell. I shook my head, and walked off to my bathroom.
I washed my face and brushed my teeth while trying to make myself calm down. I wanted to fuck, bad as hell right now, but I knew I couldn’t take it there tonight.
I soaped her a towel, got it warm as I could and then I took it to her. She spread her legs while I was extending the towel.
“You not gone do it?” She asked, wanting me to wipe her up. I knew that was only gone start some shit if I did.
“Nah. I ain’t.” I said short. Making her take the towel.
“Listen Kaseem, don’t start that shit again!” she barked. Now, I was confused like a muthafucka.
“Start what shit?”
“Being dry and mean. We had a good night tonight! Don’t start being weird now that you’ve allowed yourself to be open withme. That’s gone piss me the fuck off.” She said, causing me to laugh.
“Girl, shut yo ass up! I said no, because if I get to rubbin on yo pussy right now, ima have yo ass folded up after that, fuckin the shit out of you til yo ass can’t walk for a couple days! I’m being respectful and you don’t even know it. Chill, before I give you what you begging for.” I looked her dead in her eyes while I spoke, and her mouth dropped.
“Yeah! Now lay yo ass down.” I laughed.
After cleaning herself up, she got on her side of the bed. Tonight, it took less than five minutes for her ass to be knocked out snoring. She needed that nut more than she knew it. I laid there, holding her, thinking of how this was actually about to be my wife in two days. Not on no obligation shit, I asked her and she said yes. After knowing who I am, knowing what I do, knowing how I beat a nigga ass behind playing with her. None of that shit mattered. She still said yes. I was feeling a way about that shit. I kissed her neck while she slept.
I wanted to give this girl everything she wanted in life. She was smart, and beneficial, but I didn’t even want to use her skills unless it was completely necessary. I wanted to keep her out of this side of the life. I just wanted her to live soft, and just be my peace when shit got rough. I was gone handle the rest. I ain’t never felt like this about a bitch before, well, I mean a woman. I damn sho ain’t never had a muthafucka lay in my bed for a week and I not fuck em. Hell, I never even let muthafuckas lay up with me for more than two days straight. And I for damn sho ain’t never ate no pussy without getting some head and fuckin immediately after. This girl was different. And I knew that if I wasn’t careful, she could be my weakness and my downfall. I hadto remember to stay focused. All this shit was gone lead me to a bigger purpose.
I was getting married in two days. I looked over at my future wife. Kissed her neck one more time. This time, she stirred, reached back and grabbed my head, making me plant more kisses on her neck. I leaned up and kissed her lips, she lightly chuckled before going back to sleep.
Before falling asleep, I thought about what secret my mom could have been talking about with her. I also thought about why tomorrow was so important for her to handle with her family. She didn’t trust me enough yet to tell me her secrets, but I can only pray that she isn’t into anything crazy. One thing I knew about my mother, she was going to be messy and tell me eventually whatever it was that she thought she knew.
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Iwoke up and Kaseem was still in bed with me.
For the first time all week, he hadn't left before I opened my eyes. He was laying there sleep like this was normal. Like we were a real couple that did this every morning. I mean, it was starting to be what I wanted. Shit just felt easy with him.
I thought I was dreaming.
I lifted my hand up and looked at the rock on my finger. Three carats. I smiled without trying to.
He reached over and grabbed my hand. Brought it to his lips and kissed it soft.
"Good morning," he said.
This was different. This was a side of him I wasn't used to seeing first thing in the morning. Or at all.
I couldn't do anything but smile.
"You want to go out for breakfast or stay in?" he asked.
"I got a really busy day," I said. "I really can't sit around for breakfast. Once I get dressed, I need to head out and handle my errands."
"I understand," he said. "But you need to eat something before you leave. Some fruit. Something."
I looked at him sideways. Was he really being nice like this?
"You are a mean ass nigga," I said. "Don't put on this act and then change on me tomorrow. Or I'm gonna be pissed the fuck off."
He laughed.
