“I’m serious,” she squealed.
“Congratulations! Where’s Trae? Let me speak to him.” Tasha passed him the phone. “Red what’s up?”
“I just wanted to say congratulations to my new brother-in-law. I am so happy for y’all. You two are good for each other.”
“Thanks Red. I’m glad we have your blessing,” he teased and passed the phone back to Tasha.
“I am so shocked,” Angel said.
“Angel, you and Kay gotta come here. We got a bungalow here in Ocho Rios. Right now we’re sitting on the balcony, looking at the clear water at Dunn’s River Falls. It is so beautiful and peaceful. We really needed this time together. I fell in love all over again,” she said, looking up at Trae and then kissing him on the cheek.
“Wait until Jaz and Kyra hear this. Well, congratulations, Mrs. Macklin on your new husband and the baby’s first movement. I gotta get some more sleep. Kay will be in soon. When are y’all coming back?”
“I’m not sure, but I’ll call you. Peace out!”
They spent two more days in Ocho Rios before heading back to New Jersey.
Jaz and Kyra couldn’t believe that Tasha beat them to the punch. They were on a three-way call, having called her at work. “I still can’t believe it,” Jaz said.
“Me neither,” Kyra added. “I’m so happy for you. You got a man willing to put up with your crazy ass.”
“I know. It seems like it was only yesterday we were at Kyra’s shower and you were telling us you liked him. Now here it is seven months later, you’re pregnant and married,” Jaz said. “That’s unbelievable.”
“Oh God, that’s a trip, isn’t it?” Tasha asked, hardly believing it herself.
“When are y’all going to have the wedding ceremony?” Kyra asked.
“I’m not sure. We haven’t even discussed it. We’re just anxious to go back to Jamaica and chill. Hopefully it will be in the next week or two. We’re planning to stay a couple of months. I’m telling y’all, the first chance y’all get, please go. It is awesome and stress-free. We didn’t even use our watches. We just chilled.”
Chapter 19
It was early Saturday morning, and Angel and Kay were enjoy-ing each other’s company. He was doing one of her favorite things, sucking and biting on her nipples, when the phone rang. “Baby, if you’re not going to answer your phone, why don’t you turn it off?” she suggested.
“Mine’s off. That’s your phone,” he mumbled, kissing her on the stomach.
She grabbed the phone and flipped it open. “Hello,” she said, trying to sound normal with two of Kay’s fingers inside her. “Kaylin,” she moaned, reaching for his wrist, “this is your phone.”
“Turn it off ma.”
“Kay wait a minute,” she moaned, her toes curling.
The caller, losing patience, said with much attitude, “Can you give Kay the phone?”
“Who is this?” Angel asked.
“Brittany. Give him the damn phone.”
Angel placed her palm on Kay’s forehead and tried to push him off, but it didn’t work.
“Brittany this is Angel, his woman. Kay is eating my pussy right now. Call him back in about thirty minutes.” She hung up and said to Kay, “Go a little slower . . . god, this feels good!” She arched her back, grabbed his head with both her hands, and wrapped her legs around his neck as she climaxed. “Oh shit . . .
Kay!” she hollered, tensing her legs to prevent him from coming up for air.
“See, that’s why you need to be tied up. I can’t even handle my business the way I want to,” he said, reaching for a towel. “You heard me Red?”
“I hear you over there hatin’ on a sista,” she whispered.
“I’m not hatin’.” He grabbed her hand. “Climb on top, ma.”
“I can’t move,” she said, lying there limp as a rag doll. He slipped on a condom, sat up, held her around the waist, and lifted her up into the air. “I like a strong man,” she moaned, sliding down on his dick and kissing him all over his face.
“It takes a strong man to handle a strong woman like you,” Kay replied, one hand resting behind his head and the other on her butt. He was watching her get her groove on. “Now you slow down,” he told her when it looked like she was getting too excited.
“Why?” she protested.
“Kiss me,” he said, pulling her towards him. She kissed him sloppily, still trying to get her grind on, and bit his lip while squeezing his dick with her pussy muscles. “I bet you can’t squeeze a little harder,” he challenged. She showed him she could. Then he closed his eyes, grabbed her booty with both hands and pulled her down as far as he could while lifting his butt so that he could get in as deep as possible.
She shuddered as chill bumps popped up all over her body. “Damn Kaylin. What are you trying to do to me?” she moaned. Neither one of them could hear the cell phone as it rang.
He slapped her butt, telling her to turn around. She turned around and straddled him. He leaned up, put one hand on her stomach to hold her in place, and, with the other hand, started massaging her clit.
“Oh shit, Kay!” she groaned as he went in a little deeper and pressed a little harder on her clit. “Right there, Kay! Oh God, you’re hitting my spot!” She groaned. He could feel it and went to grinding faster and harder. “Oh, Kaylin!” she screamed, digging her nails into his thighs as she began to shake, cum, and cry all at the same time.
“Damn Red,” he said, ejaculating right after her. She collapsed forward and he fell backwards on the pillow. They both lay still just like that, trying to catch their breath.
After a few minutes, she rolled over. He pulled her up by her arms and laid her next to him. He was puffing on his blunt as she dozed off, her head on his chest. Just then the cell phone rang, and she reached for it.
“Hello.”
“I need to speak to Kay.”
“Who is this?”
“Brittany. You said to call back in thirty minutes.”
“Brittany this is Angel, and make this the last time that you call Kay. It’s very disrespectful, but I’m gonna allow you to have this one.” She held the phone up for Kay, but he wasn’t inter-ested.
“Why’d you tell her to call back?”
“Because I want to know why the fuck she keeps calling. This is what, her third time? Is it legitimate, or do I need to whip her ass first and yours next?” she asked loud enough for Brittany to hear.
He took the phone and she rested her head back on his chest. “What?” asked Kay. “I can’t come over there so whatever you got to say, say it now.”
“No, she didn’t ask you to come over,” Angel said angrily. “I better not ever catch y’all two in the same room. Do you hear me Kaylin?”
He held up his hand, motioning for her to hold up as he listened to Brittany. Then he burst out with a loud, “Why you fuckin’ with me? You know I always wrap my shit up.”
“Well, well, well,” Angel mumbled.
“Like I said, I always wrap my shit up. Who else you been fuckin’?” Then after a pregnant pause he continued, “C’mon, Britt. You know I’ma find out. If it’s mines, it’s mines. I’ll always take care of mines. But, if you’re pregnant, chances are it’s not. I always wrap my dick up, and you know that.”
Angel tried to get off the bed, but Kay stopped her. Then he turned off his phone and threw it on the nightstand.
“Red, you know that’s bullshit right? Where are you goin’?” he asked.
“To the shower. Looks like your whoring around is catching up with you.”
“I know you ain’t got no attitude. Who’s side are you on?”
“My man’s, of course. And my man has until Monday to get a new cell number or make all them bitches stop calling. The same with your pager. It’s on top of the refrigerator.” Then she turned around and asked, “Any other babies’ mamas I should know about?”
“I only got one baby. That chicken is playing games.”
“You need to watc
h where you stick your dick, playa. I’m sure she wasn’t a chicken when you started pluckin’ her.”
“Yes, she was.”
“Trife. Like I said, get them bitches to stop calling. And I better not catch you and Miss Britt in the same room together.”
“Listen to you, threatening me!” Kay smiled as he followed her into the shower.
She got dressed and wore a Prada sundress and matching sandals. Kay threw on some sweats and a cutoff, sleeveless T-shirt. He slid on some slippers to walk her to the Lex.
“Tell me again your agenda for today,” he said, opening the door for her.
“The salon, cleaner’s, grocery store, and I want to clean the apartment I haven’t seen in over three weeks.”
“You comin’ back, right?” he asked, running his fingers through her hair.
“I wasn’t planning on it. It’s going to be too late for me to drive all the way back up here.”
“Girl, stop playin’. Just leave early enough. You know I like for you to be here when I get in,” he said, sniffing her perfume.
“I’ve already told you to move your stuff in. It would be much more convenient for you and convenient for me.” He lifted her up onto the seat and stood between her legs.
“Kay, I have a dress on,” she said, trying to pull it down some. “I’ll call you later.”
“You don’t have to call me. Just have your fine ass here when I get home,” he ordered. “Next weekend I’m coming to pack you out of that apartment.”
“Before you try to pack me up, you need to handle your business.”
“You are my business.”
“I’m talking about all them bitches you got calling Kaylin.”
“I know what you’re referring to, but I hope you ain’t trippin’ over that bullshit.”
“No, I’m not tripping,” she stated matter-of-factly.
“Then what? You jealous?”
“Jealous? Why should I be jealous? I’m the one pushing the Lex and sleeping in your bed every night. I’m the one you bonin’ just about every day and trying to get to move in. I’m the one you have to have lying in your bed waiting for you whenever you decide to come home. Why should I be jealous?”
“I was just making sure you know what time it is, because
you’re right. Ain’t nobody got it like you. It’s only you.”
“It’s just disrespectful, Kay. You’re my man. I should be the
only bitch blowing up your pager and cell phone. And it better
be only me! So put an end to the bullshit that’s all I’m asking.” “Sounds a little like jealousy to me,” he said, sliding a hand up her thigh and rubbing her pussy through her panties.
“Call it what you want, playboy. Just handle your business,” she said, trying to move his hand. “Kaylin, I gotta go.”
“I’ma let you go in a minute. I know I can get a kiss before you leave,” he said, scooting her to the edge of the seat, moving her panties to the side and playing with her clit.
She sucked on his tongue and lips. “You said a kiss, Kay.” She tried to move his hand.
“You shouldn’t have put on this dress,” he said in between kisses on her neck and lips. “Don’t this feel good?” he whispered, pressing her clit with his thumb.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and started grinding real slow. “You are so wrong. Now I’m going to have to wash up again and change clothes.”
“Look at me and tell me it feels good.”
“Yes, it feels good,” she said, looking at him.
“Tell me you’re not jealous.”
“I’m not jealous.”
He pressed down harder, making her want to grind a little faster. She closed her eyes. “Open your eyes and look at me.” She did. “You and my son are the only two people I’m concerned with. It’s all about y’all. You understand? Don’t sweat the bullshit. I belong to you.”
“What happens when you get tired of fuckin’ me Kaylin?”
“Fuck. You really know how to kill a mood don’t you?!” Pulling his fingers out of her pussy. “You’re my woman Red,” he snapped, pounding the roof of the Lex. “I didn’t spend fifty-five grand on someone I could get tired of. I can fuck for free. You said you wanted a lifetime partner. I’m willing, able, and trying to be that. I know it’s hard to believe, but I told you a brotha can be true.”
Angel couldn’t even say anything.
He was staring at her.
“Don’t start no shit Red.”
“Alright. Alright Kaylin. You’re the one getting all mad and shit.”
“That’s because I was trying to get some pussy and you talking all that bullshit.” He placed her hand on his dick and she began squeezing it. “Put it in for me.” His voice was now raspy.
“It’s daylight, Kaylin,” she said, looking around.
“This is my driveway. Nobody can really see what I’m doing unless they got fuckin’ binoculars,” he said, pulling his dick out and sliding it inside her. “I’m just standing here. Make me cum while I watch.”
She wrapped her legs around his waist, leaned back and went to riding him. He had both hands on her butt, squeezing it, and was watching her every move and trying not to cum. “Baby this feels ... you so wet and tight. Go a little faster for me. I’m about to let loose,” he groaned.
“Damn it Kay! Please say you got on a condom,” she hollered as she came. Kay squeezed her butt, pulling her even closer, and went in as deep as he could. He came long and hard.
“Oh, shit!” he said, putting his dick back in his sweats and resting all of his weight on her. “That was on,” he said, tonguing her down.
She slid her hands down his pants. “Damn you, Kay! I can’t believe I let you get away with that,” she said, pounding him on the arm.
“Baby, I didn’t do it on purpose.”
“Oh God, please don’t let me get pregnant,” she prayed. “I gotta get on the pill or get that shot in my arm, like yesterday,” she whined.
He lifted her out the car, pulling down her dress, which was now wet. “That was only one time. You’re not pregnant.”
“You don’t know that Kay,” she said, holding his hand and leading him toward the house.
“Stop worryin’. We done broke the Lex in. I’ll go clean the seat off while you jump in the shower.”
When she got out the shower she came downstairs in jeans and a belly shirt. As Kay was on the phone she mouthed, “Keys?” He felt his back pocket, took them out, and handed them to her.
“You look cute ma,” he said, after he hung up.
“Papi I’m running late,” she said, taking the keys out of his hand and kissing those irresistible lips. “You are too sweet. I hate to admit it, but you are.”
“Why you hatin’ on a brotha? I tell you how sweet you are all the time. I’m not even ashamed to say that I got a jones, either.” He was trying to hug her around her waist.
“Bye Kay,” she said, breaking away from him.
“Oh, it’s like that?” he asked, following her out to the car.
“Don’t touch me Kay. I can climb up all by myself.” She held him back, sticking her arm out. He moved her arm, swooped her up, and put her in the seat. She laughed as he shut the door. She started the engine and rolled down the window.
“So you feel safe from me now, huh?” he asked, counting out seven hundred dollars and handing it to her. “Is that enough for you to do all the shit you need to do?”
“Yup. It’s more than enough.” She reached over and kissed him.
“Do you love me?” he asked her.
She nodded yes. “Do you love me?” she asked him.
“Yes, I do. It’s all about you. Be careful and drive safe.”
Chapter 20
Tasha came home from work around 5:30. The Nav was parked out front. When she got inside she found Trae buried under the covers and snoring. She closed the bedroom door and went to the kitchen to start dinner. She decided to prepare salmon steaks, with baked potato
es, fresh string beans, a tossed salad, and some biscuits.
She didn’t finish cooking until after 7:00, and Trae was still asleep. But when his cell phone rang, he reached over and snatched it off the nightstand.
“Yeah,” he answered. “It don’t matter. No. Nah. We’ll switch up then, a’ight.” He hung up, rolled over, and looked at Tasha. “Please tell your man that’s you cookin’.”
“My man, that’s me cookin’, and it’s done,” she said, smiling. “I knew I married you for a few good reasons.” He looked at his watch. “How are you? How was your day?”
“I’m good. My day was good. How are you?”
“I’m straight since I’m gettin’ ready to get fed.” He got up and went to the bathroom. By the time he came out, she was lying on the bed. She raised her arms.
“Help me up.”
He dived next to her and gave her a big, sloppy kiss on the lips. Then he lifted her T-shirt and kissed her several times on the stomach.
“I love ya’ll,” he told her.
“We love you too.”
He pulled her up off the bed and went to the living room. Tasha went into the kitchen to fix their plates. They plopped down on the living room sofa where they ate and watched TV. Afterwards they took a nice, long, hot bath together. Then it was time for the lovemaking.
Ever since Angel told her how Kaylin tied her up Tasha wanted the same done to her. So Trae used this opportunity to tie her wrists and ankles to the bedposts and licked her up and down, making her come three times. And she never even asked to be untied, girlfriend could hang. After untying her he made her climb on top where she rode the dick until she came two more times. She had no more strength after that, other than to roll over and doze off, waking up an hour later to find that Trae had showered and was getting dressed.
“You gotta leave?” she whined, sitting up in the bed. “Yeah, I gotta go.”
“Come here,” she motioned to him. He sat next to her, and she took his hand and placed it on her belly. After a few seconds the baby moved again. She giggled. “Can’t you stay?”
He shook his head no. “I love you and our baby,” he told her in between kisses. “Throw on your robe or something and come into the living room.”
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