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“Jay, I…”

Her words got caught when I hit that G-spot.

“Wassup, baby? What you wanna say?”

“Ahhhhh, I’ma cum all over this dick, I swear.”

“Make me believe you, Jai. Wet this dick up.”

She came, body shaking beneath me, but I didn’t let up. I fucked her harder, gripping her waist tight, until I felt myself about to lose it.

“Oh, fuck. I’ma bust.”

I stroked her twice more before pulling out fast and nuttin’ on her kitchen floor. I closed my eyes as my body glitched until I was empty.

“So much for eating and reading.”

I cracked my eyes open. “I still wanna do both. And round two if you up for it.”

“I am. But not in here. Nut on my floor is very unsanitary,” she said, angling her head to kiss me without fully turning around.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to put it in your mouth on round two.”

“Boy.” She pushed me back and went to grab her shorts. “I’m going to the bathroom. There’s one in the hallway you can use to freshen up.”

“Aight.”

She left the kitchen, and I grabbed my phone from the counter. Opening it, I sent a text directly to Amil.

Me: Aye, go ‘head and put me down for a plus one this weekend.

Amil: Ms. Jai?

My family didn’t let shit get past them.

Me: Yeah. Don’t do the most.

Amil: I don’t know how to do the least, cousin. Consider your new boo added.

Shaking my head, I locked my phone. Jai’ana had gone from my son’s fine teacher to securing an invitation to a Sullivan function. If she thought I was fucking with her before, she damn sure was gon’ know now.

CHAPTER 16

No Baby Mama Drama

JAI’ANA

Jay: I had Amil put you down as my plus one to Aura’s party this weekend.

Iread the text twice before typing my response.

Me: Oooou. What’s the dress code?

I knew he’d be shocked that I didn’t have a smart remark that included why he didn’t ask me first. I didn’t care to know because I wanted to go. More importantly, I wanted to go with him. So, there was no need in pretending like I needed to think about it or that it was too soon for a family gathering. The back and forth about what I was starting to feel for him stopped the moment he gifted me that Kindle. Between the gift, the thought behind it, and the way he fucked me so good ‘til I cried and begged for reprieve was enough for me. Jamison Sullivan was indeed that nigga. My nigga.

Jay: Black tie affair.

I got excited, thinking about what I already had in my closet in my Put That Shit On section. I kept me at least five gowns in my closet for affairs such as this.