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Sweet…
I smiled down at her, dick thickening by the second. A surge of energy hit me as I approached her. The woman drove me wild. I didn’t think twice when pulling back the comforter and scooping her in my arms, bringing her to my chest.
“Shhhhh…” I tried to tell her as her body jerked, startled next to my chest. Then I kissed her lips. “It’s me.”
“Jas,” she moaned, in a haze of sleep as I paid Chivon one last glance to be sure we didn’t wake her.
I quickly walked her down to my room, pushing both doors close with my feet, then lay her on my bed. Before Ashira could move on my mattress, I kicked my shoes off and pulled down her pajama shorts. I spread her legs wide and dipped my face at the juncture, kissing my favorite lips down low.
Ashira squirmed beneath me, “Oooh, Jas…”
ChapterTwenty-Three
Part III
August | Three Years Later
“No, Mommy! No!” I heard in the deepest of sleep. “Move, Mommy! Go!” A dream. It was all a dream, and I wanted sleep. Needed sleep. “This Daddy room! Get up! Daddy bed!”
Nah…
My eyes flew open because that’s when I knew it was no dream. I popped up from the mattress to see Chivon, pulling at her mother’s arm as Ashira lay on her stomach. The blanket was pulled up to her bare shoulder blades. If my baby’s mind was more developed, she’d be able to deduce her mother’s nakedness under the comforter. Ashira didn’t move, and I understood why. She was tired as hell. I wasn’t expecting her to be here last night when I’d gotten in late. Just knowing Ashira was in my home made me feel she was accessible to me. This woman was like my favorite toy; there was no way in hell I could leave her to sleep in a room away from me. Not now.
What started out as my attempt for a quickie led to me having her draped over the sofa in my sitting room while I deep-stroked her from the back well into the four o’clock hour. It felt like we’d just showered and laid down. That was how Ashira had forgotten to creep back into her bed in Chivon’s room. And my tired ass was no help to remind her.
“Mommy, you got you own bed at you house!” Chivon screamed, pulling at her mother’s arm. My brain was too fuzzy to address it yet. I could only watch it go down. Besides, my ass was naked, too, under the blanket. “Mommy, get out my Daddy bed!” She began to cry.
“Chivon,” I was finally able to speak. “Don’t—”
Ashira’s head swung up. “If you don’t stop being fresh, little girl! Don’t you see Mommy’s sleeping? Get those little legs in your bed. Now!”
My eyes burst wide.
“You in my Daddy bed!” Chivon argued with her mother.
“Chi-Chi, Daddy’s my friend!”
“No!” Chivon’s eyes cut to me then swung back to her mother. “That’s my Daddy! Get up, Mommy!”
Ashira’s body jerked up, swung over to her backside as she pulled the blanket to her bare chest. “Again, little girl: if you don’t carry your butt back to bed, I’m going to spank those legs. You do not tell me I can’t be Daddy’s friend. He’smyfriend, Chivon. And I can be in his bed! He can be in my bed. You, little girl, go back to your bed and stop being fresh!”
Ashira never referred to my baby by her first name.
Fuck…
Shit just got real.
Chivon’s eyes flew to me, and when I was too frozen to say shit, her face fell then lifted in torture. Then my baby cried.
“Go!” Ashira demanded.
Chivon began walking backward, crying harder and harder each step she took. Her shoulders were low and she looked so defeated, it tightened my chest. And like a fucking punk, I watched it all go down without helping her.
By the time Chivon reached the hallway, Nicholas slid to a stop in front of her. His wild hair stood in the air and red, tight eyes assessed the situation with a hanging jaw. He looked down at his wailing niece.
“Awwwww, c’mon, Chi-Chi.” Nicholas picked her up, immediately rubbing her back. I knew this was the last thing he needed to wake up to considering the condition he was in just a few short hours ago. “You said you were a big girl now. No more crying. You’re about to start school!”
“Mommy in…my…Daddy bed!” Chivon shouted back at him in tears as he carried her away.
