by K NICOLE
“I understand,” I nodded. It was always him and Roman. Brothers. I bit the inside of my cheek. I knew better to be fucking brothers. Just as Zeus told me I had pulled him in when he laid eyes on me, I felt the same. His presence when he walked in my house was strong. I couldn’t even focus on Roman until Zeus had left my house and back to the car.
“I’m sorry I put you in fucked up situations.”
I laughed.
“I put myself in fucked up situations, but I would never regret this situation with you,” I told him, running a hand down my stomach. “We created life. I love you so much.”
“I love you more, ma. More than you would ever know.” With his right hand, Zeus grabbed my hand and brought it to his lips to kiss. Small gestures like this, had me falling in love with him all over again. He made me feel like a damn queen. I knew I wanted forever with him.
“Can we stop by my moms before we go home? I want you to meet her and get it over with. I do want to tell you a little back story and I’m not sure if you would see me differently or not,” I said, and Zeus took a peek at me before facing the road. I just figured now was the time to open my closet and let all of my skeletons fall out before moving forward. I wanted Zeus to know my past and my future.
“If it’s something that you know is gon’ fuck up what we have goin’ on right now… something you know that I ain’t gon rock wit’, keep it to yo’self, P.”
We weren’t far from my destination and he knew where the hood was, but I told him what street she lived on and he found his way with no problem.
The twitching of his jaw made me nervous. I didn’t know what to think. Should I go ahead and tell him or keep it to myself like he had just told me? Nah, I chose to tell him because then he’ll be wondering what I had to tell him on this day in the back of his mind.
“My ma is a hoe. Like real life hoe,” I started. Zeus’s head cocked back and thank God we were now in the driveway of my mama’s house because he had long taken his eyes off the road.
“This what you wanted to tell me, P?” he chuckled. “I don’t give a fuck about what yo’ mama do with her pussy, Hell I just -,”
“She taught me,” I said quickly, causing Zeus to stop talking. His mouth hung open. “She was the one who taught me the game. Taught me to use men for money by giving them what was between my legs.” I stopped talking and swallowed. “That’s my past.”
Zeus turned off the car and opened the door, placing one foot outside of it. My car was at my house so if he decided he didn’t want me anymore, I would have to catch a damn UBER. He was unreadable. All I could think about was this life that I was carrying. If needed, I would do everything in my power to take care of the both of us. I wanted this baby.
“Perri, if that ain’t you anymore shawty, I don’t give a damn. That was some shit I wasn’t ready to hear and I didn’t need to hear. Next time when I say keep it to yo’self… keep it to yo’self,” he snapped, moving his hand side to side.
He was upset. Trying so hard to hide it, but he was.
“I needed you to know!” I shouted in a high-pitched voice, opening my door and leaving the car as well.
“Why?” Zeus snorted, just in case your mama mentioned it and you’d think I was fucked up behind it because you didn’t tell me?”
“What’s all his racket out here?”
Me and Zeus both faced my mother and I caught the way her eyes lingered on Zeus from his fresh cut to the Nike’s on his feet. Her lip curled when she turned to me.
“Ma, this is my fiance, Zeus. Zeus, this is my mama Patrice,” I announced, introducing the two.
“Nice to meet you,” Zeus spoke first.
“Definitely nice to meet you. You look like someone I kind of know.”
I cocked my head to the side. What the hell was she talking about?
Zeus swiped his nose with his thumb. “I don’t know. I’m one of a kind. This nigga… do he got a name?”
“Yeah… Roman.”
Right there, I leaned over and vomited.
“Damn, did you fuck him?” Zeus asked her.
See, my mama wasn’t a shy bitch. Nothing anyone asked her bothered her. She didn’t even flinch at his question, but she did smirk and that is when I knew. I knew then when she said she knew him because my mama doesn’t turn down rich dick and Roman doesn’t turn down pussy.
“Sure did,” she grinned widely, showing that gold tooth she had. “You know him?”
“That’s my brother.”
“I remembered my daughter fucking with a nigga named Roman but I had never met him, but something told me that day when we just happened to be a the same hotel, that was him. Fine ass fuck. I just had to see how good the dick was,” my mama said, fanning herself.
“Nasty ass shit,” gritted Zeus.
I was sick to my stomach. Zeus walked swiftly past me and told me to get in the car. I couldn’t even look at my mama, but she said something that had me ready to take her head smooth off.
“When you’re done with that one, hand him here.”
“Bit-,” I started, taking off towards her but was stopped by Zeus’s large hands wrapped around me.
“Not with my child in your stomach,” he mumbled in my ear.
“You sure that’s your kid? You know she was a hoe. It might be your nephew,” my mama laughed and stepped back in her house, slamming the screen door.
Unwanted tears fell from my eyes and I pushed Zeus off me and marched to his car. I slammed his door and he was on my ass. He opened the door so fast and glared at me.
“Don’t slam my shit, P.”
“Aight,” I muttered, forcing my arms to fold across my chest.
When Zeus sat down in the car, I could feel the heat coming from the both of us.
“I think we need some time apart because this shit here… this shit ain’t what I want to be doing with you, Perri. When I say time apart, I don’t mean fuckign with other people. I just mean we need to get our heads right because we’re both heated right now. We both are gon’ say some shit that we don’t mean and that’s why we need to get some space between us. I’ll drop you off at yo’ crib.”
I didn’t say shit, but nod. I was hurting and just wanted to be held, but I wasn’t going to get that. This shit hurt.
ZEUS
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I grunted, hitting the punching bag down in my basement over and over. I was sweating profusely and wasn’t fazed. Some even stung my eyes, but I didn’t give a damn. All I could think about was the shit Perri’s bitch as mama was talkin’ about.
I knew damn well Perri was pregnant with my kid. She been done stopped fucking with Roman and I was putting my seeds in her. Still, hearing her mama say that shit, fucked with me.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!”
I stopped hitting the bag and removed my gloves. Tossing them to the side, I sat down on the floor near my phone and picked it up. Me and Perri hadn’t talked in two days. I would text to check on her and she would ignore me. It took everything in me not to pop up on her but the space we needed was necessary. She read ‘em though and that was all that mattered.
The last two days, I’ve been shopping for a new crib. There were a few that caught my eye, but this wasn’t a house for just me to decide on. I needed Perri to put her input in because this was a house for us, not just myself. it had to be perfect for raising or kids in. Kids. Plural. This baby isn't going to be the last. I wanted a house full and I hoped Perri was prepared. She was going to be pregnant for the next few years.
After I had showered, I let my chef inside the house to cook. My body was sore and there wasn’t much I wanted to do right now. I ended up playing the game in the living room, stretched out. Iris threw the fuck down. She was the one the company I fucked with sent to my crib… or she requested to come to my shit. She was a bad bitch and I could never have her here when Perri was my girl was wild. One look at Iris, and she’d think I was pounding that. Have I? Yeah, a few times but Iris was coo’. She knew what it was and
never got attached to a nigga and that was because she had a man at home that she loved. I was just a fuck just like she had been with me.
Iris was a thick redbone and that fat ass was real. Her breasts were bought but they weren’t extremely huge. Her hair was loc’d and stopped at her shoulders. They were a golden brown color and it fit her skin perfectly. Iris had an oval shaped face with heart shaped lips, high cheekbones and chinky ass brown eyes.
She hadn’t been here since I started fucking with Perri and questioned me about why she hadn’t used the services in a few months. I told her I was in a relationship that I respected and she didn’t press the issue. A nigga was far from dumb though. I saw the disappointed look on her face. I was Iris’s escape when her and her nigga was goin’ through some shit and she probably wanted to fuck today. I was a taken man and wouldn’t do that shit to Perri.
“Food is almost done,” Iris’s soft voice rang out and then she sat down across from me. My brow rose because I really just wanted her to cook and get the fuck out. This scene wouldn’t look too good if Perri just happened to pop up. I knew she wouldn’t because her ass was stubborn and wanted me to apologize first.
“Bet,” I replied, focusing back on the game.
“Tell me about her.”
“She’s everything and that’s all you need to know shawty. I actually need you to get back in the kitchen ‘cus her ass is crazy.” I glanced around the room. “She might have some hidden cameras somewhere and I don’t need those problems.”
Iris stood and smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothes and apron. Why the fuck she was sittin’ on my shit after eating anyway? Gon’ have my sofa smellin’ like fried chicken and whatever else she was up in the kitchen cooking.
“Never thought the day would come when you push me away behind some bitch…”
I was up in no time with my hand wrapped around her throat and my lips close to her ear so she could hear me good.
“Don’t you ever in yo’ life speak on my girl like that. You don’t even know her to be callin’ her out her name bro. Nah, Don’t scratch at my damn hands because you should have kept yo’ ass in that kitchen. This gon’ be yo’ last time at my shit. Go finish. Matter of fact, Ima watch you finish ‘cus I’ll beat yo’ ass if you spit in my shit,” I growled. I let her go and she gasped for air. I could have ended her damn life right here, right now.
I followed Iris back into the kitchen, jumped on the counter and watched her finish cooking. She kept her eyes on the food and off of me. I ain’t never had to put my damn hands on her or no one else that came to my crib, but speaking ill of Perri had me ready to dead her ass.
She got ready to fix my plate, but I told her I’d do it and she could leave. I fixed a plate of fried chicken, mash potatoes, Jiffy cornbread, and green beans along with a glass of fresh squeezed lemonade. I finished off two plates and decided to take Perri’s ass a plate, so my baby inside of her can eat good. Iris made so much food, it’ll spoil in a day because I’d be too busy to be home to eat.
After packing Perri’s food in containers, I went upstairs to piss and brush my teeth before leaving the house. While I was flossing, my burner phone that I kept beside me went off and it was a nigga needing a reup. I would have sent the message to Roman, but I’d rather handle it myself. The nigga’s head was already fucked up and I didn’t need him to fuck up with the supply. I hit him back letting him know I was dropping my girl off some food real quick and to meet me at the spot in an hour. He could wait. Money could wait when it came to Perri. That’s how far gone I was behind her.
PERRI
I’ve been cooped up in my room for the last two days. If I wasn’t eating or bathing, I was in bed. No, I wasn’t sick. I was just missing the hell out of Zeus, but I wouldn’t tell him that. My pride wouldn’t let me especially when I felt that I wasn’t in the wrong.
I had just showered and washed my real hair. It was jet black and curly, wrapped up in a towel. When my doorbell sounded off, I quickly wrapped a towel over my naked body and picked up my phone to check who was outside my door. The smile that tugged at the corner of my lips could not be helped. I knew he would come see about me when his texts went unresponded. If I don’t play about Perri was a person.
Happily, I danced to the door but when I opened it, I put my mug back on my face. I wasn’t giving in to him too early. His ass wanted space and look where he was at.
“‘Sup,” Zeus lazily grinned, running a hand down his waves and the other held a grocery bag that had food containers in it.
I crossed my arms over my chest and asked, “What you doin’ here? This isn’t space.”
“Damn you not gon’ let me in? A nigga bought you food over here so you could feed my baby.” I stepped to the side with a roll of my eyes, so he could enter.
“Who cooked because I know damn well you didn’t.”
I closed the door and locked it before following him to my kitchen. My eyes roamed his backside as he swaggered in front of me. The limp he had when he walked was sexy. Him being in a wife beater grey joggers, and black and red Jordan 1s was fuckin’ sexy, including his cologne and contagious smile. Everything about this man was sexy as fuck and that was why I had been in my feelings the last few days without him.
“My cook.”
“What cook,” I asked, whipping my neck to stare at him. “I’ve seen a damn cleaning lady, but a coook? This cook better be an old ass wench,” I frowned my face up, and grilled his ass.
Zeus smirked and I reached back to smack his ass but he caught my wrist in mid air, gently forcing me into his body. When his breath tickled my neck, my knees gave out.
“Look at you,” he simpered. “I don’t even have to be inside you...or tasting you to have your knees buckle. You missed daddy didn’t you?”
My voice was caught up in my throat. I couldn’t respond. I just stood there like a mime.
“Eat. Daddy will be back later. I have some business to handle and then Ima…” He stepped back and eyed me from head to toe before reaching and removed my towel from my head. My curls fell down my face. “Fuck,” he groaned out, adjusting his dick. Zeus had never seen me with my real hair. “And then Ima come back and handle...you.”
My clit felt every word because she was throbbing horribly. Trader, I said to myself. Zeus pecked my lips and lingered there for a minute, then he smiled.
“I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you too,” I said, pecking his lips and then he was out the door. Whew, I couldn’t wait ‘til he got back.
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Zeus had a fist full of my hair as he was pounding me from the back. I could tell he really loved my natural shit the way he couldn’t keep his hands out of it. As soon as he got back from handling business, his hands were in my hair which was wild and free and I couldn’t lie and say I didn’t like this man’s hands in my scalp. It felt so good.
My moans, his low groans, and skin slapping were the only sounds. I arched my back more and took the dick. My pussy needed this good ole beating. Zeus thought he was punishing me but little did he know this was what I needed. I placed my thumb in my mouth as he went in deeper, my juice seeping out of the soppy wet hole.
“Gah damn,” he gruffed, slapping me on my ass. “Why is your pussy so good, P? Damn. I’m gon’ be a single father if you ever give my shit away. I’ll let him visit you at your gravesite every now and then because that is definitely where you are going if you play wimme.”
Some females would be scared hearing a man talk like that to them - threaten their life. I knew Zeus was serious, but he didn’t have anything to worry about. Can’t nobody dick me down like he does. Zeus filled me up and fit me like a glove.
He hyped me up every time he said shit like that. I started bouncing and throwing the little ass I had at him. Thankfully this baby was thickening me out, plus Zeus was helping me out a little. I was getting fine as fuck and nobody could tell me shit.
Zeus reached under me and twirled a nipple between his fing
ers. I bit down on my bottom lip and tossed my head back. He attacked my neck… my ear… sending me straight to Heaven.
“Fuck I love you. I love you, Zeus!” I screamed out as another orgasm ripped through my body.
Zeus pulled out and flipped me over onto my back. He left a trail of kisses from my neck to my breasts and then he stopped right at my stomach. He placed one gentle kiss on it and then peered up at me.
“You would tell me if I was hurting you, right?” he questioned, traveling down. Zeus stopped between my legs. I nodded.
He pulled my clit in his mouth and I damn near came up off the bed. My shit was so sensitive and throbbing like crazy. Zeus flicked his tongue over my bud at a rapid pace, stopped, pulled it into his mouth, and then started flicking it again.
My hands tangled into the sheets… shot up to my breasts as I fucked his face back. I missed his ass so much. This. Being skin to skin with this nigga.
“Zeuuuus,” I sang out. “Why you do me liiiiike thiiiiis.”
He flattened his tongue against my swollen, sensitive clit and and my body convulsed. Someone else was taking over my body. I no longer had control. When my body finally went limp and Zeus let go of my clit, my eyes closed and I turned over and went to fuckin’ sleep. The last sound I heard was Zeus chuckling. He didn’t even get to cum but knowing him, he was just trying to please me. I was gon’ do him a solid and suck the nut smooth out of him - when I wake up.
ROMAN
I was going fucking crazy. No joke.
Diah moved out and I moved back in. She wouldn’t even tell me where she lived because she didn’t want me to just pop up. Diah had me meeting her at my mom’s crib to pick up the kids. This shit was getting to a nigga and I blamed my damn self. Even though I missed my wife and wanted us to work, I still had feelings for Perri. She made me feel shit that I shouldn’t have been feeling for her. She betrayed me. My brother betrayed me and our relationship would never be the same.
“Daddy look!” Danielle screamed out. I snapped out of my thoughts and watched her do a cartwheel. Well, she tried. Here comes Lizzy telling her that was not how you’re supposed to do a cartwheel and ended up showing her. A perfect one at that and that was due to the gymnastic classes Diah had her in.