“Shit! Fuck! God damn!” Dontae yelled, and came in my mouth. I licked up every fuckin drop too. I climbed on top of him and kissed him all in his mouth, and on his face and neck.
“Happy birthday my king, I love you,” I cooed.
“I love you too girl, lil nasty ass,” he said, slapping my ass.
“You made me this way,” I told him.
“It’s my birthday, baby. What you cooking for your nigga?” he asked.
“You say that like I don’t cook for you every morning,” I said while I got out of the bed and walked into the bathroom, and brushed my teeth and washed my face. I threw on my black silk robe that stopped at the middle of my thigh, and went to go wake up my other baby.
I walked in Bria’s room, and she was damn near hanging out of the bed, about to fall out. She slept wild just like her daddy. I went and picked her up and sat her on my lap.
“Bria, you gon’ fall out the bed sleeping like that,” I laughed at her, and she laid on my chest trying to fall back asleep.
“Today is daddy’s birthday, don’t you want to tell him happy birthday?” I asked her. She nodded her head yes. My baby was still sleepy, and I felt so bad for waking her up.
“Let’s go downstairs and make daddy some breakfast,” I told her, and carried her downstairs. I sat her down on top of the counter as I whipped some breakfast up for my two babies.
Thirty minutes later, the French toast, sausage, scrambled cheese eggs, and grits were finished. I put the plated the food and placed it on the tray, along with a glass of orange juice, and carried it upstairs.
“Hold on Breesha, let me get the card,” Bria said, running into her room to get the card that she made for her daddy last night.
“Happy birthday Daddy and I love you so much,” Bria said, jumping on the bed with Dontae. She showered him with kisses while I sat the food in front of him.
“Thank you baby,” he said, kissing me on my lips.
I nodded my head, and pulled Bria off the bed and headed downstairs so that she could eat her breakfast.
While Bria sat at her little Frozen cartoon table, I washed the dishes. I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist from behind. Dontae started sucking on my neck and my God, if Bria wasn’t right there, I would let him fuck me right here.
“Dontae stop, she right there,” I said, trying not to moan as he slipped his fingers inside of my thong.
“She ain’t paying us no attention. Just be still and finish washing the dishes,” he whispered into my ear.
The way he used his index finger and kept going in a circular motions was driving me insane. I was so wet, and his finger felt like a warm tongue down there. That shit was feeling so good. I felt myself about to climax, and I lost control and dropped the glass cup on the floor. Tae still kept rubbing my clit and I screamed out so loud, not being able to control it.
“Dontae!!! I moaned, and he quickly put his hand around my mouth. After I came, he lifted me up and sat me on the counter.
“Breesha, you okay?” Bria asked, running into the kitchen. I swear, she was so overprotective of me.
“Bria stay right there. It’s glass in here!” Dontae told her.
“Okay Daddy,” she said, and went back to eat her breakfast. I took the dishrag from off the counter and threw it at Dontae for almost getting us caught. He laughed and continued to clean the mess up from the floor. When he was done, he lifted me back up and sat me on the chair.
“Did you eat?” he asked me as he finished washing the last bit of dishes in the sink for me.
“No, I’m not hungry,” I told him.
“Feed my baby Breesha, that’s the last time Ima say it,” he said. I walked over to the cabinet and poured myself a bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
“What you got planned for today?” Tae asked me when he finished with the dishes.
“I have a hair appointment at 10, then I have to go to the spa for a wax, facial, mani and pedi, and I still haven’t got the shoes that I’m supposed to be wearing with my dress yet either,” I said, eating my cereal.
“I want to see you in curls tonight,” Dontae said.
“Curls it is,” I said, leaning over to kiss him. He stuck his tongue out and I happily sucked on it nice and slow. No matter what, I could not get enough of this man.