“I’m ready for it. Do it baby,” he looked me in my eyes, still stroking me, and I came hard as hell, dropping my head, but he took a hand off my waist to put it on my chin, forcing me to look him in his eyes as he took my body through bliss with this orgasm.
I don’t know why I continued to act surprised when he would make me cum, not give me a second to get it together, and just flip me, putting me in another position. He pulled me down from the counter, making me stand up, and face the mirror. He put the top half of my body down on the counter, and I got my pussy beat up so good in this restroom with him. He did help me out though by putting his hand over my mouth, so that everyone in the office didn’t hear me. He kept good on his promise though, only giving me two, while he busted a big powerful one right inside me.
We were still wrapped up with one another. He was standing behind me, dick still beating in me, as every piece of that nut was still dripping in me. His large hand held onto my flat stomach, and he placed kisses on my neck, and looked at us in the mirror.
“Big red supposed to come when, again?” he asked me, referring to my period.
“Next week,” I let him know.
“Hmm,” was all he said.
“What?” I asked, turning my head around to look at him. He didn’t answer me. He just backed away.
“Sevyn, what?” I wanted to know.
“Pregnant pussy has a distinct feel, Ya. Let me know if she makes her appearance next week,” was all he said.
I’ve been getting nutted in, plan b’s haven’t been getting popped, the whole nine. Even with all of that, knowing that I haven’t been taking any kind of proper precautions to avoid apregnancy, I was hoping that his ass didn’t know what the hell he was talking about, and he was just saying shit.
Chapter Nine
CREED CRAWFORD
“Can you take your clothes out the dryer, so that I can put mine in?” I spat, coming in Legend’s room, not bothering to knock, or anything.
It’s been a few weeks since that shit happened with me, and he was still crabbing about it, in his feelings, not speaking to me, acting like a little bitch. I’ve apologized for the shit so many times, but he still wasn’t fuckin with me. He’s carrying on like he was the one that had disappointed everyone, and like our pops had stopped talking to him. Our pops was probably mad at his ass for like one day, but me, on the other hand, I felt like I just got back in his good graces. People were still talking about the shit on social media, but it wasn’t as heavy as it had been in the beginning. At school, I would still get the looks, and people would point and shit, but the noise was slowly going down, just like my pops had been telling me it would.
“When I finish doing what I’m doing in here, I’ll do it!” he snapped at me, not even turning around to look at me.
He was in his closet, and he was hanging clothes up. It was Saturday evening, and usually, we would have been at our pops crib already, but he had some shit to handle with work today, and he just hit me and Legend in the group chat, letting us knowthat he would be here within another hour to get us. I was trying to finish this last load of laundry, and have it folded up before we left, so that I wouldn’t have to hear my mama’s mouth. She was in her room, packing up because her, and my auntie Shai were about to head to D.R. to see our grandad. Originally, she was supposed to leave out tomorrow morning, but she said that whatever she had to do at work today didn’t take as long as she thought it would, so she would be out in a few hours.
“Man, either take that shit out right now, or I’ll take it out, and throw that shit in the fuckin hallway!” I snapped at him. I was trying to be respectful, and not touch that man’s clothes, especially since we weren’t talking, but at the same time, I wasn’t going to let him play me like I was some duck, moving when he felt like it, and shit.
Legend stopped what he was doing, and he walked out of the closet, walking over to me, like he was going to put his hands on me. We both had our shirts off and were just walking around the crib in our gym shorts, andNikeslides.
“I told you that I would take the clothes out when I finish doing what the fuck I’m doing! You don’t run shit, nigga! Get the fuck out of my room!” he snapped, pushing me, and that’s where he went wrong, putting his hands on me, so I swung on him, but it’s like he knew that was coming because he was quick with his reflexes, moving out of the way, so my punch didn’t land.
He swung for me, and I dodged it too, but I didn’t dodge it quick enough, so he caught me right up under my jaw. I went for this nigga’s legs, so that I could pick him up, and slam him on the floor. From there, we started going in, beating each other like we were two random niggas on the street, that’s never seen each other a day in our lives.
“Hoe ass nigga!” Legend snapped, as he was on top, and I was on the bottom, and we were both throwing blows.
“Fuck you!” I spat, knocking that nigga out right between his eyes. He was a beast, keeping up with the hits that I was throwing his way because most people would have fallen over after the blow that I sent his way, but not him.
During this fight, it felt like we were trying to kill each other. Seconds later, you could hear footsteps taking off our way, and when I turned to look, that’s when this nigga snuck me, punching me right in my mouth.
“What the fuck are ya’ll doing?” it was my mama screaming. She rushed over, and she jumped right in the middle, going for Legend, since he was the one that was on top of me. He was like a bull, still raging, trying to get as many licks as possible on me.
It was hard breaking up this fight, especially since me, and Legend were both much bigger than my mama, but she was able to muster up some kind of strength, and she threw his ass off me, making him fall off, and he sat down, panting loudly from the fight that we just had. I quickly sat up, and I tried to get up, and go over to him, hating that he had to be the one to get the last lick, but my mama pushed me with all her might, causing me to stumble. I caught my fall though, so I never hit the floor.
Legend and I have had little scuffles over the years, but nothing to this extreme. My twin was really my best friend. I felt like I did everything with him, except baseball because that was the one thing that he didn’t enjoy like I did. I’ll be ready to take another niggas head off his shoulder for fuckin with my brother. We came into this world together, and we have been stuck like glue ever since, so the shit shocked me to know that we just finished fighting like this.
From where I was standing, I could see the scratches that I left on his neck and chest, and they were bleeding to the point that you could see the white meat. Because I’d knocked his ass out right between his eyes, you could see the lump that had quickly formed there. His bottom lip was bleeding, and I couldtaste all kind of blood in my mouth, so he had my shit leaking too. I could feel the blood that was trickling down my nose as well. Our mama was looking at us, and not only could I see it in her eyes that she was angry that her sons had just finished fighting like this, but I also saw the hurt. Her eyes were watery, so I knew that it was only a matter of time before she started crying.
“What the fuck happened?” she screamed, her voice cracking as she asked this question. She was standing right in the middle of us, hands on her hips, waiting for one of us to start talking, and let her know what caused us to be fighting like this.
“Ma, I came in his room respectful. All I asked for him to do was take his clothes out of the dryer, so that I could put mine in. He talking about he was going to do it when he finished doing what he was doing in the closet. He was moving all slow, trying to start something. I could have been rude, and took his clothes out of the dryer, and threw them on the floor, but I didn’t do that. I told him to get it. Nigga started talking crazy, so I had to put my hands on him,” I told her what happened, and when I finished, he sucked his teeth.
“You didn’t come in my room being respectful. Nigga, you came in here with demands, telling me to do what you wanted me to do on your time! I was putting clothes up in my closet, and I wasn’t about to just stop what I was doing because you needed me to do something for you. I ain’t them niggas at the school that you make your do boys, and they do all kinds of favors for you. That don’t work on me!” Legend snapped back.
