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“Khari, go to your room. Your brother should be here soon,” I called out.
I knew I had to handle Normani and possibly give her ass some ‘act right’ because she was tripping! Tripping about nothing, yo. I watched Khari as she slowly stood up from the chair and walked on the balls of her feet, so she wouldn’t mess up her toes. The second I heard her close our bedroom door, I closed the bathroom door and locked it. I walked up behind Normani, getting as close to her as I possibly could. My hands snaked around and cuffed her pussy, then I let my fingers massage her.
“I’m just having a hard time trying to figure out what you’re worried about. Normani, baby, we straight. What the fuck are you stressing about? We got a baby on the way, and we’re married. I’m happy. Pretty soon, I want to go out and look at houses because I want to put us in something bigger, now that our family is getting ready to expand. Life is great,” I told her while still massaging her pussy through the fabric of her tights. I could tell from her slowly biting her lip that pretty soon, I would have her just where I wanted her. It was only a matter of time before I just pulled her tights and her panties down, and I got straight to fuckin’. I wanted to feel that wet shit right now. I already knew that shit was wet, too, without me even having to dip my fingers inside to test it.
“Life is great for you because you like to pretend that certain things didn’t happen. I don’t know if I’m just feeling extra vulnerable because I’m not over Mexico, but baby, I could have been with your family, planning your funeral right now. I’m not like you. I cannot pretend that what you told me last night didn’t happen. What would I do
without you? What about your kids? Our kid? This mess has been on my mind since you told it to me last night. You keep telling me that I need to stop stressing because of the baby, and trust me, I’m trying, but every day, I feel like it’s something else.
“On top of that, for the past couple of weeks, I’ve felt like you’re going through something, and you’re shutting me out from whatever you’re battling with. What is it, Billionaire? It’s too late for you to get cold feet on me. I’m already pregnant, and we done already got married. I’m serious when I say that I think I will kill you if you try to leave me,” she said.
I laughed because that craziness that God had given to every woman was coming out of her tonight.
“Why would me leaving you even be some shit that takes up space in your mind? You know you tripping, right?” I asked.
I grew tired of massaging her pussy from the outside, so I finally went ahead and slipped my hands inside of her. It was nice and wet, just like I knew it would be. She didn’t answer my question; she did, however, throw her head back and release a low moan.
“Normani, I’m trying to fuck on the same pussy for the rest of my life. I’m trying to wake up to this same beautiful ass face forever and go to sleep next to this same face. You gotta do something far worse than give a nigga a headache with all these fuckin’ pregnant emotions that you’re going through these days for me to be ready to step. You gotta fuck around on me for me to leave you. Then again, I’d probably just kill you. You ain’t ready to die, is you?” I asked as I slipped three fingers inside her hole and then used my thumb to toy around with her clit.
She let out a low moan, making my dick jump in my sweats. I had my neck buried in the crook of her neck, and I watched her through the mirror as my hands went in and out of her at medium speed. My fingers were playing around in her, and I knew my dick was getting jealous because this shit was extra wet tonight.
“Answer my question before you cum,” I whispered in her ear once I felt vibrations coming from her pussy. I knew that it was only a matter of seconds before she opened the flood gates.
Her mouth hung open as she grinded her pussy on my fingers, ready to ride the wave of her first orgasm. With my free hand, I tried to get my sweats off because the second she started cumming, I wanted to run my dick up inside of her.
“I’ll never mess around on you… Hmmm… babyyyy… stayyy right thereeee… shitttt,” she cried.
A bunch of juices seeped out of her, wetting up all my fingers. I got her tights down in less than one second, and before she knew it, I had my dick inside her. This big motha fucka was making it known that he was home, and he was there to fuck up some shit. There was just something about me needing to see my wife ass naked when we fucked. I couldn’t fuck Normani with her wearing any clothes, so I removed the shirt she was wearing, threw it on the counter, and her little titties popped out next. Bringing my hands forward, I cuffed them and played with her nipples while continuing to ram my dick in and out of her.
My eyes rolled as Normani released the most beautiful, angelic moans that I had ever heard in my life, all the while throwing her ass back on my dick at the same speed.
“This what you wanted anyway! You purposely choose to have an attitude with a nigga, so I could pull you to the side and fuck some sense into you!” I groaned in her ear as I talked my shit.
Normani wasn’t paying what I said any attention as her eyes rolled, and she held onto the edge of the counter for dear life. When her motions slowed down, and she was no longer keeping up with me, and I felt her release that moan that sounded like a cry, I knew my dick was fuckin’ that first orgasm out of her. The second she came, I pulled her by her arm, turning us around. I put my back against the bathroom counter and lifted her in my arms. Her arms went around my neck, while mine held her tightly by her ass. In seconds, she lowered that pussy back onto my dick, and I knew that position was where she would milk me for everything I had.
“You got the best pussy in the world, bae,” I moaned.
She gave me a look as if to say, “Duh, nigga.”
“I know! That’s why you married me in a matter of three months,” she moaned while going up and down on my dick.
I smirked at her slick ass comment, and then I raised my hand and slapped her hard on her ass, making her body shudder on me.
“Fuck, girl! Fuck! I’m ’bout to nut.” I groaned, trying to slow her movements down because I wanted to feel everything that came with busting this nut, but she kept riding me faster.
Normani released when I did, and once we were done, I sat her down on the bathroom counter, so I could wash my dick off. The whole time I did that, I felt her eyes on me. She crossed one of her legs on top of the other, more than likely to calm down her thumping pussy, and then she reached over in one of the drawers where she kept the accessories for her hair. While she was pulling her hair up, I could still feel those big ass gray eyes on a nigga.
“Where did you go after work? I called you, and you didn’t answer,” she said.
I couldn’t even say that I was shocked because I knew that question would come next. My dick was cleaned off, free from all her juices that were like crack to me. I pulled my boxers and my sweats back up then I washed my hands at the sink.
“I paid your daddy’s church a visit,” I told her, saying the shit all nonchalant like it was no big deal.
I could tell by the way Normani was nodding her head that she wasn’t feeling what I just said to her.
“And you don’t think that should have been something you told me as soon as you came into the house and—”
“Yeah, after I fucked you, with your uptight ass! Damn. I was about to tell you the shit right now!” I said.
