Pat spread my legs open, and I sat there and let him. He pulled my panties to the side and dipped his fingers inside my wetness, kissing me deeply.
“Ohh Patt,” I moaned, breathing heavy into his neck.
“Yeah, and your ass said no,” he said pulling, his fingers out. I looked at him with sex-filled eyes, waiting to get dicked down. He pulled his dick out through the slit of his boxers and only stuck the head in. I jerked just by that.
“Hold your ass still,” he said, putting my ankles on the counter and holding me by them. He went back inside me, putting a little more in, and I sat there biting my lip. He continued to do that about 5 times, and I had had enough.
“Pat quit playing, just put it in there,” I said to him, not liking the teasing that he was giving me.
“Wait girl, I’m trying not to hurt your lil ass,” he said. Next thing he knew, I had grabbed the back of his ass, forcing him to put all 10 inches of himself inside of me. I was tired of him teasing me; I wanted to feel all of him, and that’s how it went down. I sat there and let my man fuck the shit out of me on that counter, and I didn’t even make his ass pull out, knowing I was still fertile and could easily get pregnant again.
I snapped out of my thoughts and came back to reality. “Shit ma! I might be pregnant,” I said, looking at her.
“Keep them coming baby. I want about three more,” she said, laughing while playing in Princess’s hair.
“Not happening, this is going to be the last one,” I told her, standing up. “Ma, can you watch her for me for a little bit. I got to make a few stops.”
“Sure, I’ll watch her, go ahead,” my mom said.
I left my mother’s house and drove to the nearest Walgre
ens. I brought a pregnancy test from the counter and went inside the restroom to take it. Ten minutes later, I was walking out of the store, indeed a pregnant woman. I knew my girls were going to clown my ass on this one, because I used to swear up and down that I was never going to have kids. Now look at my dumb ass, I got pregnant back to back. Ain’t this some shit!
Chapter 22: Pat
I was in the studio getting it in. I had been there since 8 o’clock this morning, and it was now 7 at night. A nigga was tired as fuck, but I knew I would be leaving there soon. I looked up at the window and I saw Meek about to walk in the door. I knew some shit was about to go down, because she never came to the studio unless it was important.
She came inside the room and ushered with her hand for me to come over.
“Run that last track back. I’m going to holla at my old lady right quick,” I said to Cevon.
We went into the lobby area, where it was just the two of us.
“What’s up baby?” I asked, pulling her down on my lap.
“You remember saying, “Oh baby, I’m going to pull out and ain’t nothing going to happen?” she said. “Well look, this happened!” she said, throwing a stick in my hand.
“What’s this?” I asked her.
“A pregnancy test, I’m pregnant again!” she yelled.
“Why you sound so mad about it?” I asked her.
“I’m not mad, just a little bit disappointed,” she said.
She was really pissing me off, sitting here acting like it was a problem that she was about to have another one of my babies.
“Were you fuckin disappointed when you was riding my dick that night? No I don’t think so, so I don’t want to hear that shit!” I barked.
She sat there and rolled her eyes at me, with nothing to say at all because she knew damn well that I was right.
“I’m going home. You get on my nerves with your selfish ass!” she said, standing up.
“Yeah take you ass home and where the fuck is my daughter?” I asked her.
“With my mother, jackass!” she barked.
“Get fucked up if you want to!” I told her, slapping her real hard on the ass.