“Gone head, get that first one out the way. I’ma teach your ass something tonight,” Otis said, talking nothing but pure shit.
After I came, I rested my head on his chest, trying to catch my breath. That nut took a lot out of me, I swear. He picked my lil ass up, threw me over his shoulder and then slammed be down on the bed like I weighed one pound.
“Baby, I had enough,” I moaned as he had me on the bed now with my legs in the air, pounding harder into my G-spot.
“Naw don’t tap out now. Come on, be a big girl” he coached me.
Before I knew it, I gained some strength and started fuckin back. He flipped me over and started hittin it from the back. Every time he hit it, I would lose the arch I had in my back because his ass was in too fuckin deep.
“Shitttt babbbyy rightttt thereee,” I moaned, feeling myself about to climax.
“Your ass gon’ started listening?” he asked, slapping my ass.
“Ohh baby yess. Yesss!” I screamed.
“Yes what? What the fuck you saying yes to?” he asked, showing my little ass no mercy at all.
“I’ma start….Hmmmm….Listening baby…fuckkk I’m cumin ohhh shitttt right thereeee,” I moaned.
That shit took the fuckin life out of me. I laid there falling to my stomach, damn near half dead.
“Naw get up, one more, then I’ll let you tap out,” Otis said, pulling me back up by my waist.
I was fuckin crying now. My body couldn’t take it no more. But for my baby, I’ll do anything. I lifted my ass back in the air and assumed the position.
“Good girl, just let daddy get his and I promise when I finish I’ma let you sleep. When I wake up tomorrow, I want breakfast ready and then I want you to have my game already set up for me too,” this nigga said, talking shit still. Finally, his energizer bunny ass finally came and I fell flat on the bed, getting into a fetal position.
“Bet your ass start listening now,” he said, slapping my thigh and I didn’t even have the energy to respond to him. I just simply ignored his ass and took my ass to sleep.
Chapter 11: Otis
I woke up the next morning to the smell of breakfast. I got up out the bed and went inside the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. When I headed downstairs, my baby was sitting in her high chair and Tisha was finishing up my breakfast, like how I told her ass to do last night. She was standing there in a pair of tights and an undershirt. I couldn’t help but to notice the gap that I left between her thighs. That shit was sexy as fuck though. I walked over to Tisha and hugged her from behind.
“Good morning baby,” I said, kissing her neck.
“Good morning bae,” Tisha said, turning around and hugging me around my neck.
I stood there and took my girl in. I left tons of passion marks on her neck, chest, breast, shoulders and arms.
“Damn baby I did all that?” I asked her, pointing at the marks on her skin.
“Yes, you did nigga. Do you not remember the way you man handled me last night in the bed? Because of you I can barely walk right now,” she said.
I just started laughing and went over to kiss my daughter. Five minutes later, breakfast was ready. Tisha walked over to me and sat my plate down in front of me. Next, she pulled a chair out in front of Harmony and fed her.
After breakfast, I went in the den to play the game. Tisha listened and had the game already plugged up and the controller sitting on the couch waiting for me. See, good dick will make your bitch listen! Once Tisha finished cleaning up the kitchen, she walked in the den carrying the baby and put her in her playpen.
“Baby I’m about to go to the salon, so can you watch the baby until tonight? My last appointment is at 4, so I should be home no later than 5,” Tisha told me.
“Alright baby,” I said, never looking up from the game.
One hour later, Tisha was out the door and it was just me and my baby. I had no clue what we were about to get into today, but I knew I wasn’t up for sitting in the house all day.
One week later
Tisha
Today was the big day. My baby’s 27th birthday was here. I woke up early this morning around 7 a.m. to get breakfast started. Around 8:30 a.m., everything was finished cooking. I walked upstairs carrying a tray of food which contained pork sausage links, French toast, cheese eggs, and grits and a cup of orange juice. I sat the tray of food on the dresser so that I could wake up Otis.