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“Fuck, I missed this juicy ass shit, Kee. Fuck!”

It had been nearly two weeks since I’d felt her walls wrapped around my shit, and a nigga was fiending like Jodeci on repeat. I knew after that kiss earlier her ass wasn’t gon’ make it. I was killing her shit from the back, watching her ass jiggle with every stroke. She had her face down, arching her body perfectly. I noticed she had one arm tucked under her, and when the realization of why hit me, my dick lost a little steam.

“Hell naw, nigga! I don’t know what you thinking about, but the only thing need to be on yo’ mind is fucking my shit up. We can talk afterward.”

I grabbed her good arm and flipped her over. Staring into her eyes as she panted, I could feel my erection coming right back. After pushing back inside of her, she wrapped her legs around my waist then brought her hands to my face. “I love you, Joel.”

“I love you too, Kee. Forever, baby.”

I began stroking her harder and faster, just to get that nut off me so we could talk. Once the conversation was done, we could go at it again, and I could give her some tender loving. By the time we finished, it would be time to get ready for dinner. I gripped her neck as her nails dug into me, and I shot off in her depths.

After pulling out of her, I rolled to her side, staring at the ceiling. “What happened? Where did you go in your mind?” she asked as she leaned over me.

“How bad does your arm hurt?”

She backed away slightly. “I have an appointment next week. I have to get an MRI done. I could have some damaged nerves in it. I can’t lift it completely. It hurts when I use it too much also. I still have pain pills, but I don’t like taking them when I have shit to do.”

I closed my eyes for a moment. I could have very well damaged her arm for life. If they find nerve damage, there wouldn’t be a thing they could do about it. I turned to her and said, “I hate this shit. I don’t even understand how I was capable of that.”

At that very moment, I knew I had to forgive Joshua. My dad wasn’t perfect, but neither was I. I’d fucked my woman’s arm up, possibly permanently. That shit didn’t make me any better than him. I was just as cruel to her as he was to Solé. We both inflicted permanent damage.

“Joel, we’re moving on from that, right?”

“How can you? I don’t understand how you’re so forgiving of that shit.”

“I grew up in the life. I pushed you. You could have killed me. I put my hands on you first. Plus, I know you didn’t mean to hurt me physically. That was an accident. Had I not hit you first, you would have never grabbed me. And… you told me to get out, but I didn’t.”

She straddled me then leaned over and kissed me. “I started the physical contact, and I’m so sorry. I know better.”

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pushed her straightened hair from her face. “I love you, and there’s no way I could ever hurt you again. While I know that excuse wouldn’t fly if something like this happened to my future daughter, I’m grateful that you chose to understand me and love me anyway.”

“Future daughter? Who you having a baby with?” she asked with a smirk on her lips.

“Yo’ beautiful ass. You prolly pregnant now.”

She giggled. “I love you too, Joel.”

EIGHTEEN

KEONDRA

“Yunique, this is Vegas, but y’all are somewhat familiar, right?”

“What’s up, Vegas? Come on in.”

“What’s up, Yunique, wit’ yo’ mean ass.”

She chuckled, and I did too. We had to come here for me to change for dinner with his family. Yunique offered him a seat, and said, “I’m not mean anymore… at least not for no reason. When I’m mean now, I have every right to be.”

“Uh huh. We gon’ see,” Joel said.

I had a little time, so I sat next to Joel, and he put his arm around me. “Y’all look really cute together.”

“Cute? Girl, we the standard,” Joel said.

“Well, I see you still full of yourself,” she said after rolling her eyes.

“See, that mean streak ain’t went nowhere.”

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