Baby Mama From Hell 2

by Rikenya Hunter

  “Fuck baby,” moaned Neron as he quickly came inside me.

  I increased my speed as I realized that I had accomplished what I came for. I turned around in the direction of the camera and smiled. I couldn’t wait to throw this shit in perfect ass Kimora’s face.

  “Umm,” I moaned as I came squirting my womanly juices all over his dick, like a water gun.

  “That’s right, give it to me,” Neron groaned.

  I smiled hearing the sound of my baby daddy’s voice.

  After I had came, I got up quickly, grabbed my camera and backtracked to the living room. I heard Neron repeatedly saying, “Kimora” in the distance, but I had to quickly get out of the house before he knew it was me.

  As I bent down, sliding my camera back inside my trench coat pocket, ironically, the lights cut on and we were face to face, as I stood before him in my lingerie.

  “What the fuck,” Neron shouted looking frantic.

  “Surprise baby,” I yelled, and tossed my hands up in the air with a huge smile on my face.

  “Gabriela, what the fuck are you doing here man?” Neron shouted, looking around as he stuffed his limp penis back into his boxers.

  “Damn, baby daddy, I missed that dick. I wanted to surprise you, so I snuck in using the spare key you left for me under the mat. I’ve missed you,” I cooed.

  I fixed my panties and proceeded to put on my trench coat.

  Within a split second, Neron charged at me as if he was a lion and I was his prey. I didn’t have any time to react when he pushed my body roughly against the wall. Neron had never put his hands on me before. He was furious.

  “Neronnnnn,” I softly spoke, trying to calm him down.

  Before I could even fathom what happened, I felt a sting on my cheek. Neron had literally slapped the taste of out my mouth because spit flew from out of my lips. He was pissed. His eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head and he was breathing so hard that he sounded like a black grizzly bear. He grabbed my shoulders and squeezed so tightly that I felt as if he was going to break a bone.

  “Gabriela, It’s taking every fiber in my body not to beat your ass like a nigga. I don’t understand how you could think that I want you! I ain’t been sending any fuckin’ missed signals. I don’t love you. I never loved you. I’ve moved on. We are done. Done!” Neron shouted so loud that I was sure the whole block could hear him.

  “I’m sorry baby, but I miss you so much. I need you in my life. I can’t function without you. Besides my brothers, you’re all that I have,” I sobbed.

  WHAP!

  Neron had slapped me again. The smack brought more tears to my eyes and they began to cloud my vision.

  “Cut the bullshit. You’re fuckin’ crazy! I swear you’re the baby mama from hell! Are you that pressed for dick, that you’d sneak into my shit and fuck me? You’re doing any and everything to try and break Kimora and me up, but that won’t happen. Get your shit and get the fuck out of my house before I retract my statement and you become the first female I ever beat down,” Neron shouted.

  At this point, I was crying hysterically and snot was running from my nose. I just wanted him to hold me, tell me that he loved me and really cared for me. I wanted to speak and try to defend myself, but I knew he meant business. I definitely fucked up this time. I saw the rage in his eyes. He already slapped me, not once, but twice, so I knew he wasn’t lying.

  After he had released his grip on me, I snatched my car keys from off the sofa as Neron opened the front door. As I was walking towards the door, he forcefully pushed me out the door that I fell and scraped my knee on the concrete. I cringed in pain as I grabbed my knee. I jumped when I heard him slam the door behind me.

  “Fuck you Neron! Fuck you!” I shouted, pissed off that he had yet rejected me again.

  No, I didn’t mean that! I love him! I’ll never stop loving him.

  I got up from the ground and dusted myself off. I silently cried as I eyed my scraped and bleeding knee. I glanced at my umbrella and decided to leave it. I limped back towards my car as I pulled my car keys from out of my trench coat pocket. I didn’t care that I was getting rained on. I turned around in the direction of Neron’s apartment, hoping that he was going to come chasing after me and confess his love for me. I must’ve stood in the rain for thirty seconds, just waiting for Neron to come running out the door, but he never did.

  I sat in my car and cried like a newborn baby. My mascara had a race with my tears as it ran down my cheek and fell on my chest. This man doesn’t love me. If he did, he would be ruining my lipstick with his kisses and not ruining my mascara from making me cry. I wiped the snot from my nose on the back of my hand and remembered the sex tape I made without Neron’s knowledge.

  Maybe I still do have the upper hand in this after all. He’s going to regret ever rejecting me.

  Chapter 5

  Neron

  “Fuck!” I yelled at no one in particular as I slammed the front door.

  I was so angry. It took everything in me not to lay hands on Gabriela’s stupid ass. My parents didn’t raise me to hit women and although I felt bad about slapping Gaby, she deserved that shit.

  I couldn’t believe her! My heart was racing, sweat poured down my face and my hands trembled. I stood looking at the spare key that she had placed on the coffee table. This bitch really broke into my house and fucked me! I bawled my fist up and stopped myself from punching the wall. I wouldn’t know how to explain the dent to Kimora. Another man might’ve dreamed about getting fucked by surprise, but not me. I was going to lose Kimora. There was no way possible she would believe me if I told her this shit. This couldn’t be happening to me.

  My alarmed kept chiming on my cell phone, alerting me that it was time for me to get up and pick Kimora up from the airport. Her flight would be landing in about an hour. I walked to the bedroom and shut off the alarm on my phone. All of a sudden, I wasn’t ready to see Kimora. I didn’t want to see the look of hurt or disappointment on her face. I didn’t do anything wrong, so why did a nigga feel guilty as hell?

  I decided to shower, to wash Gabriela off of me. I was half-asleep and it was dark as hell, I couldn’t tell that it was her fuckin’ me. Obviously I assumed that Kimora came home early to surprise a nigga. I even smelled her favorite perfume. I would’ve never guessed that Gabriela snuck into my house to have sex with a nigga. Damn man.

  The first thing that came to my mind was me hitting her raw. It was one thing that I was tapping Kimora unprotected, but to do it with Gabriela and unwillingly is an entire different story.

  “Lord, please don’t let her crazy ass get pregnant,” I said to myself as I continued to scrub myself clean.

  After my shower, I tossed on some red basketball shorts and a wife-beater tank. I sprayed on Blue Jeans by Versace Cologne, grabbed my 14k rope chain from off the dresser, and placed it over my head and around my neck. I slid on my black Jordan slides and was ready to bounce.

  I sat in the car fumbling through my CD case. I needed some shit I could ride to that would calm me down because I felt Kimora wasn’t going to forgive me for this mess with Gabriela even though I had nothing to do with it.

  I found a mixed Rick Ross CD and inserted it into the CD player. I cranked the car up and drove out of my parking spot as I listened to Ricky Rozay ease my mind.

  Chapter 6

  Kimora

  As the airplane landed, I silently thanked God for letting us land safely in this weather. We had some turbulence but, all in all, I was so happy to have my feet on the ground again. I couldn’t wait to see my man. I had missed him so much.

  I quickly scurried to baggage claim, as I powered on my cell phone and sent Neron a quick text message saying I arrived and safely landed. I waited for my bags as I put all my weight on my right leg. I was growing impatient and couldn’t wait to see my baby. I looked down at my Michael Kors watch and read the time.

  “Excuse me miss.”

  I turned around and saw a tall, dark and han
dsome man before me. I know it sounds cliché, but the man was FINE! As fine as he was, he wasn’t shit compared to my Neron. He favored Terry Crews, you know the father from Everybody Hates Chris.

  “Yes,” I replied.

  “Your bracelet must’ve fallen off. Here,” he replied as he bent down and picked up my bracelet. He passed me my bangle and smiled. I noticed that he had a beautiful set of teeth.

  “Wow, thank you! I didn’t even realize that it fell off,” I responded as I placed the bracelet back on my wrist.

  “My pleasure beautiful, miss….”

  “Kimora,” I said, turning back around and eyeing the bags circling the baggage claim conveyer belt. I had yet to see my luggage and was growing very intolerant.

  Now, I had to admit that I was looking flawless. Of course, I had to look extra good for my man. I had been away for a few days, so I had to make sure I arrived irresistible and on point. I was rocking Blac Chyna’s 88 Fin line. I was filling out a hot pink two-piece tank top and knee length skirt set. To finish off my look, I wore some closed beige heels. My natural Tracee Ross hair was dyed period red and I looked damn good.

  “Well beautiful, my name is Jamie. I would love to call you sometime. Could I possibly get your number?” The unknown guy asked as I turned back around to face him.

  “I’m sorry. I’m in a relationship and…”

  Before I could even finish my sentence, Neron rolled up on us and went off!

  “Yo, she's taken nigga. Step off!” he shouted as patrons looked on, pointed and whispered.

  Jamie looked at Neron as if he wanted to get buck and I prayed that this didn’t get physical.

  “Man, I’m sorry. I didn’t even get to ask if she was taken bruh. I just saw her bracelet on the floor, handed it to her and complimented her. My bad,” Jamie said as he held up his hands in surrender and walked off.

  “Neron, what in the world is wrong with you?” I asked as I spotted my bags coming my way.

  “I should be asking you, what is wrong with you! You in here flirting with this man, giving him the impression that you’re single,” he said, a little too loudly for my liking.

  I ignored him and walked towards my bags. I went to reach for my luggage when Neron slightly bumped me and grabbed my luggage before I could. I sucked my teeth as he walked towards the exit, not even bothering to apologize or wait up for me.

  I was instantly pissed off at Neron. What in the hell was wrong with him? He’s never acted like this before. I scurried behind him as fast as I could in my four-inch heels. I walked through the sliding glass exit doors and saw him placing my bags into the back seat. He didn’t even bother to open my door. I shook my head as I saw him get into the car and slam the door shut. I opened the passenger side door and slid inside.

  “What the fuck is your problem Neron?” I barked as I folded my arms across my chest and glared at him.

  “You flirting with that clown ass nigga like you ain’t taken,” he said as he pulled into oncoming traffic.

  “I wasn’t flirting, Neron. He found my bracelet and gave it to me. That was it. It was barely a conversation between the two of us. Why in the world are you tripping? Last time I checked, you betrayed me!” I yelled.

  I hated playing that card, but it was the truth. Why in the hell was he jumping down my throat when I had been faithful to him since day one? Last time I checked, I’ve never fucked any of his friends nor gotten pregnant by any of them. He had one more time to come at me and I was going to set his ass straight as an arrow.

  There was complete silence. The only thing that could be heard was my breathing and the sound of the rain. I looked out the window and took a deep breath. I was so anxious and excited to see him and he ruined it.

  “I’m sorry,” Neron said.

  “What’s wrong? Why are you so angry and lashing out?” I asked, turning my attention back towards him.

  “I just had a rough day. I’m sorry baby,” he replied.

  “Well, I’m sorry you had a rough day, but you know you can always talk to me. I’m a good listener,” I said as I placed my hand on his thigh.

  “Thanks, baby. It was just a rough day at school, that’s all. I’m just ready to finish baby. I shouldn’t have snapped at you.”

  “It’s okay,” I said seductively as I licked my lips. I started to slide my hand down his shorts to unleash his baby maker when he lightly grabbed my hand.

  “Not now Mora baby,” he simply said.

  “Not now,” I said raising an eyebrow.

  “You never turn down kinky car head,” I said surprised.

  “I just have a headache and I’m tired baby. Plus, you know how good your head is and I gotta concentrate on the road with this weather,” he said smirking at me.

  “Okay, I’ll get you right when we get home then,” I replied.

  “We’ll see, baby.”

  I don’t know what is going on with him, but I’m surely going to find out. He didn’t utter another word after that. He didn’t even notice that I had a new hairstyle. My hair was red like a fire truck and he didn’t even notice. How could he miss that? Hell, he didn’t even ask me about my trip or how Kennard, my stepmother or my father were doing. This was so unlike him. Something was bothering him and knowing Neron, he would tell me soon, on his own time.

  Chapter 7

  Neron

  We made it back home from the airport and the rain was finally starting to slack up. It was just sprinkling. I cut the car off and before Kimora could hop out the car, I stopped her. I felt terrible being mean to her. I didn’t mean to come off that way. With the shit that happened with Gaby, and then seeing Kimora talking to another man, it made me feel insecure, guilty and jealous. I was wrong. I can admit that.

  “I’m really sorry Kimora for acting like an ass. I will never, ever, act that way again. You forgive me, baby?” I said sincerely.

  “You know I forgive you,” Kimora said with a smile.

  I got out of the car and walked around to open the passenger door. She slid out of the seat and leaned in to kiss me. Her lips felt like heaven against mine. They were so soft that they felt like cotton.

  “You know you look bad as hell baby. I love that hair color too,” I said smiling.

  “You noticed,” she said surprised, smiling.

  “How could I miss that loud ass hair color,” I joked as we busted out laughing and walked towards our apartment.

  “Whose umbrella is this?” Kimora asked.

  FUCK! I didn’t even notice the umbrella when I left to pick up Kimora. Think. Think!

  “It’s probably one of the neighbors. The wind was blowing hard as hell earlier. It might’ve just blown this way and landed in front of our door.”

  “Oh,” Kimora simply said as I unlocked the door and we walked into our apartment.

  Kimora sighed and flopped down on the sofa and took off her heels.

  “Oooh, it feels good to be home,” she said yawning.

  “You know what to do, put those crusty feet on me,” I said sitting down beside her.

  “Shut up! You tried it,” she replied laughing so hard that she snorted.

  Kimora placed her legs on my lap and I started gently massaging her feet. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back on the armrest and we talked about her trip and how the family was doing back home. Her father was still going to pay her regular salary for six months, so she was going to enjoy her time off. However, she had mentioned that she was thinking of opening up a sub realty company here in Jacksonville. She was going to mention it to Dewayne really soon to see what he thought about the idea. My baby always had a plan in motion, beauty and brains.

  “Mmm, that feels so good baby. You have magic hands.”

  “You know I can make other things feel good too,” I said smirking and licking my lips.

  Kimora lifted her head and started laughing and calling me nasty, but she got her behind up and walked towards our bedroom though. I followed behind her as I smacked her ass one good time
. She giggled.

  Once in the bedroom, I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind and planted kisses on her neck. She turned around and we locked lips, tasting each other’s tongues.

  “Take this shit off,” I simply said.

  I watched Kimora slowly shed her clothes until she stood before me, naked. I quickly undressed as she slowly crawled on the bed. I watched her toot her ass up in the air in the doggy style position. I smiled at the sight of her apple shaped ass as I stroked my dick. I got on the bed and stuffed my face in her sweet center. She tasted so sweet that I felt like I was eating a peach.

  “Mmm, Neronnnnn,” Kimora moaned as she buried her face into the sheets and reached underneath her to massage my balls.

  “Keep doing that shit,” I mumbled.

  I gently slid two fingers inside her as I continued to feast on her forbidden fruit like Pac-man. When I felt her shake, I slide inside her and slowly stroked her. I could stay inside her forever.

  “Damn girl, you feel so good. I missed this shit,” I grunted.

  “I missed you too baby. Go faster!”

  I sped up and hit all her spots like ping pong as I groped her breasts. She felt so good that I was ready for her to get hers because I couldn’t hold out much longer. I used to be able to go for hours, but when it came to us making love, Kimora made me her bitch.

  “I love you girl.”

  “I love you too baby. Ahhh, I’m coming,” she shouted. I continued to pound her as our headboard made its own rhythm from constantly banging against the wall.

  “Shit, me too. Ugh,” I roared as I sprayed her insides.

  We collapsed on the bed as I pulled her body to me.

  “I love you Kimora. I thank you for giving me another chance,” I said feeling guilty about the Gaby incident.

  Kimora turned around and looked me in the eyes.

  “You know you can always talk to me and tell me anything baby. I love you too,” she said as she kissed my lips. I knew she was ready for round two and I was about to give her just that until her phone rang.