I pulled up to my mom’s house, turned the car off, and got out. I walked up to the door, used my key, and walked inside the house. I walked into my mother’s room and she was sleep with the TV on, but it was on mute. I gently tapped her on the shoulder and she instantly woke up.
“Hey ma, I’m here. I’m going to go get my baby,” I said.
“Alright Nae, lock the door when you leave,” she said, with her eyes still closed.
I walked down the hall to my daughter’s room that she had over at my mom’s house and opened the door, and my baby girl was knocked out with her thumb in her mouth. I pulled the covers off her and stood her up from the bed.
“Niy baby, it’s Mommy, come on so we can go home and you can go back to sleep,” I told her.
My baby rubbed her eyes and tried to lay her head on my chest as I was putting her sweater on. Once I had put her shoes on, I lifted her up and carried her to the car. I locked the front door and headed to my car. I sat my daughter in her car seat and got in the car and headed home. I swear, I was so damn tired. Something had to fuckin give. Sincere acts like he can’t pick up our daughter when he leaves the studio. I swear, sometimes he can be real fuckin selfish. He expected me to do everything, and I honestly wasn’t this superwoman that he thought I was. I had been only doing this for the past month or so, and I was already drained from it all. Going to school, I could handle, but it was the drive that I had to take to my mother’s house that was causing me to become tired like this.
Fifteen minutes later, I was pulling up to our home. After I got my daughter from the back, I headed to front door. I walked inside the house, and the only light downstairs was the one on in the den. It was so hard trying to carry Janiya and hold this big ass purse on my shoulder at the same time. I took the steps and put my daughter in her bed. I took off her shoes and jacket, and tucked her in. After I kissed her forehead, I sat down on the floor exhausted. I was mentally and physically drained. After five minutes of sitting there with my knees pulled up and resting my head on them, I got up off the floor and went inside my bedroom. I found my husband laying on the bed, with a blunt hanging from his mouth. The way he was sitting there was like he didn’t have a fuckin care in the world.
“How long you been here Sin?” I asked, hanging my purse on the door knob.
“I got here around 10, why?” he asked me.
“You got here around 10 and you couldn’t go and pick up Niy? Sin, you know that I don’t get out of class until 10:30, you could have went and got her!” I said, taking my shoes off and placing them in the closet.
“Nae, baby please! I’m just as tired as you. Don’t start trippen right now, a nigga had a long ass day,” he said.
I sucked my teeth and went into the bathroom. This was the simple shit that irked my nerves when it came to my husband. I swear, he was so fuckin selfish. Sincere knows how I complain on having to go pick up our daughter at night, and he couldn’t even go and get her since he left the studio before I left class. For some reason, I felt like he was giving me some sort of payback for wanting to go back to school. I’m not going to let Sincere stop me because before I know it, I’ll be graduating soon and living my dream.
After being in the shower for over twenty minutes, I got out and wrapped the towel around my body. I went to the sink and brushed my teeth, and then went and put my retainers in my mouth for the night. I walked back into the bedroom, and my husband was still sitting up smoking. I’m not even going to lie, he looked so sexy with his Nike basketball shorts on and his black hoodie on, with the hood covering just above his eyes; I could see that he was good and high. His eyes were bloodshot red and hanging low.
“Come here,” he said to me, motioning for me with his finger.
I acted like I didn’t even hear him as I walked over to my drawer to find me some pajamas to throw on. Sincere put the blunt out, took off his hoodie, and walked over to me. He pushed me a little bit into the dresser and reached in the front of me to untie the towel. I watched as it dropped to the floor. He reached his large hands around me and fondled my small, perky B cups in his hands. I knew what he was trying to do, and it wasn’t no point in trying to stop him because my protests would only fall on deaf ears.
“I remember a time when your little ass used to listen. Now you don’t listen to shit I say,” he whispered in my ear.
I sucked my teeth and prayed to God that he didn’t try to fuck me right now. Number one, I was mad at him and I wanted him to know I was mad. Number two, I was tired and I didn’t feel like playing with Sincere right now, because he would have me in different positions all night, and all I wanted to do was crawl in my bed and sleep. He kept his left hand on my breast, and I felt him moving around behind me. As soon as I moved to open up my drawer, I was met with a thick dick slamming into my tight pussy from the back. Immediately, I let out a loud cry mixed with a gasp. Sincere had to warn a bitch for this type of activity. He couldn’t just do that shit without giving me a warning.
That shit was feeling too good, but I was too selfish to let him know that. I wanted him to know that I was pissed, and I was trying my hardest not to let out a moan of pleasure, but he was making it so hard by giving me those death strokes. He had his large hands on my waist while he kept sliding me up and down on that big dick. He was sucking on my neck and pinching my nipples at the same time.
“You can stop trying to hold that moan in, Nae. You ain’t fooling nobody but yourself,” he whispered in my ear, and then licked it. My husband knew me better than I knew myself, so he could tell when I was forcing myself not to moan. He was so deep in my pussy, I swear to God, I knew the shit was about to come through my mouth. I reached my hand back and tried to place it on his abs, so that he could let up a little bit.
“Nae, don’t fuckin play with me. Move that shit out the way,” he barked. Sincere hated when I tried to push him away while we were having sex. Since I was his woman, he felt that it was my job to be able t
o take every inch of him. I slowly moved my hand away, and he started fuckin me deep and rough, showing my little ass no mercy.
“Damnnnn Sinnnn, slow up babyyy…shittt!” I cried, not being able to take those death strokes anymore. He bit me on my shoulder and placed his hand on my stomach. He started going slow and deep this time. It was feeling way better, and I could feel my juices dripping down between my thighs.
“I’m only going slowly now because I’m going to tear that ass up as soon as we get on the bed,” he said, and I came right when he said that. He lifted me up like I weighed one pound and slung me onto the bed. He had my little ass in all types of positions on that bed, and he kept putting his hands over my mouth so I wouldn’t wake up Janiya.
Two hours later, I collapsed on his chest. No need for me to go to the gym in the morning because he just worked the fuck out of my body.
“I hate you so much,” I told him, laying on his chest with my eyes closed.
He chuckled softly as he reached over and grabbed the blunt he was smoking from before. He knew after sex that I would want to lay on him until I fell asleep, so my husband didn’t even bother moving me. This had been our routine for years, and I didn’t mind that we were both sweaty. I just loved to be under my husband all the time.
“If I don’t wake up on time tomorrow, please get Niy ready for school,” I said, with sleepiness dripping from my voice.
“I got everything under control. Go to sleep Nae,” he said, pulling the sheet up to cover my ass. I laid my bare chest on him and made myself comfortable.
“I love you,” I said.
“I love you more,” he said, giving my ass a light squeeze. I was lights out after that. Today was for sure a long ass day!