so rude, do you want a drink,” she asked as Tariq smiled slightly and pulled her into his arms.
“ Not right now,” he told her softly as he kissed her lips gently.
Pulling away, he looked into her eyes as Kaitlyn smiled back at him, and stepped closer kissing him once more. Holding her tightly, Tariq kissed his wife passionately, his longing apparent as both their breathing became labored.
“I want you so much,” he told her softly as he continued to hold her and stroke her back. “Can we make love KiKi, please,” Tariq asked quietly in her ear, kissing her neck gently.
Fully expecting her to pull away at this point, he was eternally grateful she didn’t. Without a word, Kaitlyn took his hand and led him to their bedroom. As soon as they were inside, clothing flew off as they attacked each other in a heated frenzy of activity. “Shit,” Tariq murmured as Kaitlyn pushed him back on their bed and took his erection in her mouth, pleasing him as she worked him aggressively.
Tariq was breathing hard trying to take his mind off how good his wife’s mouth felt on him. He didn’t want to finish and not get a chance to make love to her. Today was an answer to his prayer and he wasn’t about to shortchange himself or Kaitlyn. Pulling her away, Tariq pulled his wife up to him and began kissing her as his hands roamed her body freely.
“ KiKi, mmm,” he murmured once more rolling her on her back as his mouth slowly made its way down her body.
“ Aah, Tariq,” Kaitlyn moaned softly as she felt his tongue for the first time greedily sampling her wet offering.
As she enjoyed her husband, Kaitlyn let herself go. She surrendered every dark thought and contemplation, focusing solely on the man loving her. Tariq heard her sigh deeply and felt her body convulse lightly letting him know she’d reached orgasm. Taking his time caressing her again as he returned to her lips, Tariq kissed her deeply, gently parting her legs and sliding inside her as they both uttered deep guttural moans at their joining.
“ Baby, I’ve missed you so much,” Tariq told her honestly as he continued to thrust deeply into her and Kaitlyn allowed him full access.
“ Yes, right there, oh god,” Kaitlyn breathed as yet another orgasm ripped through her and she pulled Tariq deeper into her being.
His pace began to increase and she felt his erection stiffen even more alerting Kaitlyn her husband was almost at his end. Tariq buried his face in her neck, breathing harder as he held her tightly, pushing himself as deep inside her as he could and releasing his seed. Kaitlyn gasped as she felt her husbands finish, her own orgasm descending simultaneously. Oh god, she thought as realization hit her. Kaitlyn didn’t want to get pregnant again. She was terrified of losing another child. Please don’t let that happen , she thought while Tariq continued to kiss her neck softly. Absently Kaitlyn stroked his back as she made a mental note to see her doctor and get fitted for an IUD.
*****
LaRon was trying not to lose him temper and kill the woman standing in front of him going off on yet another tangent.
“ I ain’t gonna be in the fuckin’ dark, Deuce,” Kysha growled angrily rolling her neck as she stood, hand on her hip addressing the man she was five months pregnant from. “Me and this baby deserve as much as that bitch you livin’ with,” she spat nastily referring to Jaleesa.
LaRon sighed deeply. Kysha Brown was a mistake he prayed everyday he could erase and wished to God he’d never made. She worked for them at Mardi Gras as a waitress. They’d flirted off and on, but nothing serious. That all changed after Jaleesa miscarried and LaRon found himself blaming her for the loss. Kysha had been there to comfort him and support him in his self pity. They’d only kissed at first. Then she gave him head as he returned the favor. They finally connected after a celebrity birthday bash at the club. LaRon admittedly was drunk off his ass