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“What about now, daddy? Is it nasty enough?” she moaned.
“Just like that, bae. Fuck that dick, just like that! Shittttt!”
Damn right, I was in this bitch moaning. She had me right by the fuckin’ balls, yo! She knew she did too because when I looked up at her as she came, she had a big ass smile on her face.
My hands stayed on her waist because I wanted her to catch all this nut with her fire ass pussy! Once we both came, she lowered her head on my chest, breathing all hard.
“I done turned your ass the fuck out,” I told her, and she laughed.
“For real, baby, your dick is good. I mean, I don’t have anything to compare it to, but I know that if I did, there wouldn’t be any comparison,” she told me.
“You’ll never have shit to compare it to. Ain’t nobody ever gon’ feel this shit,” I told her, and she said nothing.
I knew she was about to pass out on me like she always did.
“You heard me?” I asked, and she released a lazy laugh.
“Baby, I hear you. I wouldn’t even want to give it to anybody else. Don’t mess around on me either. I can’t even say what I’d do to you,” she told me.
“Normani, ain’t nobody about to fuck around on you. You always find a way to throw that shit in there. Big ass damn head. Yo shit be hurting my fuckin’ chest,” I joked, trying to push her off me.
She laughed and then leaned up to kiss me on my lips.
“You love me and my big head,” she said.
“I sure do. You want to go again?” I asked, and she laughed while shaking her head.
“Billionaire! Look at the time,” she said.
“Aight. At least put your pussy on my mouth. Then I’ll go to sleep,” I said, and she jumped up at the mention of getting her pussy ate.
I licked, sucked, slurped, and spat on that pussy for five minutes straight. This time, when she came, it was no more talking because she was knocked out for good.
The next day
“How was school?” I asked Khari as I held her in my arms like I always did when I came to pick her up from school because every time she got around me, I guess her legs didn’t work.
I was holding her up while one of her arms were around my neck as she smiled proudly. There were other kids and parents walking outside, either going to their cars or just standing around. Baby girl wanted everybody to know that her daddy was there to pick her up from school. She wore being my daughter as a badge of honor because there was a time when I couldn’t pick her up, and I would just have to hear about her day at school over the phone or through the letters she would try to write for me.
I laughed to myself as I thought about the letters that Denim would send to the prison on Khari’s behalf. For hours, I would sit up in my bunk stuck, just trying to make out what the fuck my baby girl was even talking about. I kept all those letters too. The ones from her along with the ones from my son. I had all the pictures too that were sent to the prison over the years, and all that stuff was stored away in my office. Not that I wanted to be reminded of that prison shit that took place, but those letters were special to a nigga, and I wanted to pull them out and read them whenever I was having a bad day or just feeling stressed out about something.
“It was good, Daddy. On Friday, we going to have a big party because our spring break starts next weekend. My best friend, Toni, is going to Disney World for spring break. She’s going to be there for the wholeeeee week, Daddy. Can we go to Disney World too? I want it to be me, you, Rylo, my big brother, Mommy, and Normani.” She smiled big, batting those big ass eyes and waiting for me to tell her spoiled ass that I would take her.
I sighed at the mention of her mama, feeling like this was the best time for me to kind of let her in on what was going on with Denim, especially since I was getting ready to take her to the hospital to see her mama. I slept on the shit last night, and I knew this was some shit I needed to do. My daughter missed her mother, and when Sidnesha told me what the doctor said as far as Denim needing to be around familiar voices and love because that could help her wake up from her coma, I knew that I needed to say fuck my feelings for the time being and let Khari see her mother.
Sidnesha described the state that Denim was in, and as much as I wanted to shelter Khari from having to see that shit, I couldn’t because this was a time when they needed each other the most. We eventually made it to my car, and instead of putting Khari in her booster seat, I sat her on the hood of the car and looked down at her.
“We getting ready to go and see your mama,” I told her, and she smiled real big.
“Yayyyyy. I missed Mommy so much. Last time I saw her, she was crying. I just want to make sure that she’s okay,” Khari said, referring to the night of my grandmother’s surprise party when she saw her mama in the parking lot, crying because her secret had finally been exposed.
I sighed at her excitement because if only she knew that her mother was not okay.
“I want to put this in a way for you to understand, but at the same time, I want you to be able to understand the seriousness of all this,” I told her.
She tilted her head to the side, looking at me with confusion in her big, brown eyes. Her small hand went on the side of my face, and that big, bright smile she was originally wearing had been wiped away.
“What happened, Daddy? Is Mommy okay?” she sadly asked me.
