Page 38 of His Secure Embrace

“Babe, she has at least fourteen years left before we even think about colleges.”

“Do you know how fast fourteen years are going to fly by? Oh my goodness!” She clutched her chest and continued to cry.

“Come here.” I patted my lap.

She moved around until she straddled my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I placed my hands on the curve of her ass. Pregnancy had done her body good. I loved how round and full everything on her looked.

“We’re going to enjoy the journey, okay? We celebrate every milestone and record the memories so we can always look back on them when we’re old and wrinkly and missing the babies.”

“How did I get so lucky? Do you know how many bitches are begging for a man like you?” she quizzed. Her manicured nails massaged the back of my neck.

My lips pulled into a smirk. “I know. They be in my DMs every day.”

Her lips turned into a frown. “Oh, you’re entertaining women, huh?”

“How did you get that out of what I said?”

“Context clues. I learned how to infer and read between the lines in school.”

“Well, they need to open the schools back up because your teachers should have taught you to take some things at face value.”

“Do your other bitches take your words at face value?”

I laughed. “Yeah. They do.”

She smacked my arm.

“Ow!”

“See what joking will get you?”

“Your doctor said you’re healed now. I’ll take you into the guest room and fold your ass like a lawn chair.”

“Oop. Let me chill. I am not trying to have four under five. I might lose my mind.”

“We’d have a village who would help.” I gave her ass a smack and spread her cheeks.

She squinted her eyes at me as she shook her head. “Remember all those years ago on our first date when we talked about how many kids we wanted?”

“Yeah. We both agreed we would see what God had in store for us.”

“True . . . but I also said one or two was ideal. We’ve got our baby girl, and God blessed us with twin boys too. We don’t need no more babies. Plus, you’re almost forty?—”

“Hold on. How the hell am I catching a stray?”

“You’re catching the whole magazine actually because you’re trying to put more babies in me. Can’t my coochie rest?”

“You want it to rest for real?” I quizzed as I massaged right under her ass. My thumb slid across her pussy lips.

She bit down on her bottom lip. “Donotget me started. You know they’re going to be up soon, and I don’t like to rush.”

“You’re right. Let me just hold you until they wake up.”

“I like that idea.”

She placed her head on my shoulder and scratched my back with the tips of her nails. I closed my eyes and rubbed her ass in soft, slow circles.

“This is my favorite place,” she mumbled softly.

“Mine too.”

She kissed my neck. “I’ll always feel secure in your arms.”

THE END.