Page 51 of When It’s All Said And Done

“Mine.”

“I can’t hear you. Who dick this is?” He questioned as he thrusted deeper causing me to scream.

“Mine! Fuck its mine!”

“And this my pussy right?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?” He inquired as he stopped pumping and just stared at me in the mirror.

“Yes, Daddy, this yo’ pussy. Please don’t stop.”

“Daddy, love when yo’ pretty ass begs for this dick,” he smirked as he started slow stroking.

He grabbed the sides of my waist as he continued to deliver slow deep strokes. The sex faces we both made as we each enjoyed the moment while watching each other was such a turn on. The wetter I became the more I felt it dripping down my thighs as a small puddle formed underneath me. As he picked up the pace, he pulled his bottom lip into his mouth. The grip I had on my ankles tightened as I welcomed the trip to pound town.

“Fuck!” He groaned as he thrusted deep and sprayed my pussy walls with his seeds. “That pussy gets better and better every time I slip in.”

“Damn that felt so fuckin’ good,” I admitted as I slowly stood up.

“Come on, let's go get cleaned up.”

After our shower, I dressed in the clothes that I’d come over in. At this point I’d forgotten why I’d come over until I felt sick to my stomach. Darting back into the bathroom, I made it to the toilet just in time. Once I was finished, I rinsed my mouth out with some water. When I opened the door, I was startled at Nas standing there.

“You just threw up?” He inquired as he looked me up and down.

“Yeah, it was probably somethin’ I ate,” I lied as I avoided eye contact with him.

“Something you ate huh?”

“Well, it has somethin’ to do with my stomach.”

“Nessa, what’s goin’ on?”

“I’m pregnant,” I barely whispered still terrified to speak it aloud.

“Come again, say what?”

“I’m pregnant, Nasir.”

“Really?!”

“Yeah, I’m ‘bout fifteen weeks and before you ask it’s yo’ baby. I wasn’t fuckin’ Desmond when I started fuckin’ you.”

“Fifteen weeks?! And I know it’s mine and don’t even try me like that. No way you’d fuck that lame ass nigga after you got dick’d down by a real one. But help me make it make sense because you just said you’re ‘bout fifteen weeks. So, what the fuck took you so long to tell me?”

“I just didn’t know what to do.”

“So, you were gonna hide another pregnancy away from me?!”

“I don’t know what I was doin’. Shit I was processin’ being pregnant. I weighed all options because I had no plans of havin’ another child. Especially with you still in the streets.”

“Nessa, I respect whatever decision you would’ve made but it would’ve been nice to know when you found out. I can’t and won’t force you to have a baby if you don’t want to. All I can say is that this time is different because I’m not going nowhere. I’m making moves for my family that allow me to make more money, and I promise I’m not on any radars. So, yeah I’m in the streets but not in the same way as before. I told you I got you and I meant that shit. You know it’s Nas and Nessa forever baby.”

“Hell, it’s Nas, Nessa, Nyla and whatever this lil’ bugger gonna be named forever baby.”

“You got a point,” he chuckled, causing the mood to be lightened. “So, you’re keepin’ it?”