by Shan
I walked over to the table where there was all types of food that had been catered and grabbed two plates to pile some of everything on for her to eat.
“Hmmm, I miss you,” he said as he wrapped his arms around my waist and nibbled on my ear.
“I can’t tell. You been working so much that I haven’t seen you in almost a week. Nice to see you made time for this though,” I responded as I placed tetrazzini on one of the plates for Rozalyn.
“I’m saying though. When we gonna be able to have one of these little shindigs?”
“We can go upstairs and try right now, especially if you keep nibbling on my ear like that.”
“You ain’t saying shit ma’. You still over here making plates and shit. You sure you ain’t already pregnant with your greedy ass.”
“No, Neek, this is for Rozalyn’s fat ass,” I laughed and hit him on the shoulder.
“Damn, her little ass about to eat all that?” he asked as he grabbed a chip from her plate.
“That girl can go. Meet me upstairs,” I winked as I walked over to Rozalyn and handed her the plates of food. “I’ll be right back.”
“Okay,” Rozalyn said and dug in before I could barely even sit her food down.
I looked around making sure everybody would be good while I was gone. I must say that I enjoyed hosting this little baby shower for Rozalyn. It was fun and think I had just found what I else I wanted to add to my list of hobbies to keep me busy. Party planning and hosting events didn’t sound too bad right now.
I made my way up the stairs, to my bedroom, and closed and locked the door behind me. The smile that crossed my face was one that I couldn’t even deny. Neek was already butt naked in bed with his dick in his hand. I kicked my wedges off, stepped out of my dress, and slowly strutted over to him.
Things had been real rocky for us over these past nine months that if anyone would’ve asked me back then if I thought I would be still married to Neek today, I would’ve told them no. I had spent every minute in the hour by Neek’s side when he was the hospital. I had spent so much time care of him that I wasn’t even taking care of myself and ended up miscarrying the baby I was caring. It was cool though because I figured that was what God wanted being that it most likely was Dro’s baby.
I helped nurse Neek back to health after he was discharged from the hospital for three long months. Once he was well enough to get back to the hustle, he threw my ass the deuces and told me he never wanted to see me again unless it had something to do with Dominique.
I respected his decision knowing that what I had done had almost cost him his life and could have left our daughter without a father. But of course, Neek couldn’t stay lonely for too long and always felt like he had to be with someone to feel right. Usually, he would come running back to me, but not this time. Instead, he found his way in bed with some hoodrat hoe name Tatiana’s and ended up getting that bitch pregnant after what he claimed to have been a one-stand. It killed me because we hadn’t even been split for a good week before he’d slept with the chick.
To say I was heated was understatement, but I knew it wasn’t shit but karma coming back to bite me in the ass. Even then, it didn’t stop me from tagging that bitch Tatiana every time I saw her. I had stomped the hell out of that bitch and had drug her through the mud so bad that nobody had seen or heard from since. I didn’t even know if she was still pregnant and if she was, she had better made sure that I never saw that ass again.
I wasn’t playing when I said a hoe wasn’t about to have a baby by my husband. Together or nah, it wasn’t going down like that as long as I could help it. He didn’t want me carrying another nigga’s baby and shit, I didn’t want another bitch carrying his, but that was another story.
Slowly we’d come around to working things out. We had been on again for the past three months and this had been the longest we’d been together without Neek walking out again and this time it felt right. Neek said that he wasn’t going to leave again and had bought this house that we were now living as a sign of a fresh start for us.
Ever since he came back, Neek had been talking about me having a baby and part of me felt like he was only trying to get me pregnant because deep down I felt like he knew where Tatiana was and that she would be having their baby soon.
I wasn’t with that at all. I didn’t want to be carrying a baby at the same time as her ass and then our babies be the same age and shit. All in the same grade. That wasn’t cute at all.
“Ahh shit,” Neek moaned as his dick slid into my mouth and touched the back of my throat.
Neek’s sex game was back to what it was before, but this time it was better. He stayed turnt up in the bedroom as if he had a point to prove. He was always looking for something new to try and even started bringing these damn toys in the bedroom that he claimed Tamar had told him about.
I wasn’t doing no complaining though cause ya girl had learned a few new tricks and at the same time had gave Neek a few lessons on how to eat this pussy right. He had made me squirt for the first time ever and I swear since then, he wouldn’t stop pleasuring my ass unless I squirted every time.
Things had been super good, until just recently when he was hardly ever home. I now knew how he felt when he first found out cheated and how all he could ever think about was whenever I left the house was I out there doing it to him again.
If he was anything like me when I was fucking around, then I knew that he was up to no good. I just hoped that I was wrong, but somehow I knew that since shit had been so calm and sweet lately, that it was only the quiet before the storm. Somehow I knew that the drama in our lives was only just beginning.
36: Rozalyn
“The baby shower turned out good. Even though I didn’t even know majority of the people that were there. Did you like it?”
“Baby, I don’t even know. Gotti had rolled up the fattest and longest blunt I had ever seen in my life and I swear he used about a half pound of kush in that bitch. I was so high, I’m still fucked up.”
I laughed as I climbed in bed next to Tamar and laid my head on his chest. A few weeks after that big ass fight with Kari at the hospital, I had found out that I was pregnant with another baby. In the beginning, Tamar was a little worried thinking that it might have been Jaheim’s baby, but after finding out how are along I was, I knew that it was indeed Tamar’s. Sometimes I knew that he still wondered, but I encouraged him to have her tested when she was born so that it would ease his mind. I didn’t need nothing ruining the progress that we had made.
These past nine months had been the best time of my life with Tamar. We were married again a little over four months ago off the Almafi Coast in Italy. It was a very small ceremony that only our closest friends and family attended. Tamarion was the best man, Zyir and Zavier were the ring barriers, and of course Trina was the little flower girl who decided that she wanted to dump her basket of flowers into the water, and scream out how she preferred to go swimming rather than watch her mama and daddy get married. This time around had been more beautiful than before even though this time I didn’t have my father to give me away or Kevin to bear witness.
I had wanted to wait until after I gave birth to Taeanna so that I could have my family there, but Tamar had plans to be in Italy for three months and said that he wanted us to do it while we were there.
We had only been back in the states now for a little over a month and I still hadn’t gotten back used to the time difference yet. Maybe it was just the baby, but I was tired all the damn time; sleeping through the day, and up all night. Most nights it would be cool because Tamar was a night owl and I would stay up and chill with him while getting on his nerves.
Our relationship had progressed so much this year that it almost seemed like a miracle to me. I couldn’t remember the last time we had an argument. Tamar was more gentle, patient, and loving than he had ever been. I had no reason to suspect that he had women on the side either. He was all about taking care of the kids and me and had been doing everyth
ing he could to make the UNC the strongest Cartel that people had ever heard of.
He was at the top of his game and for him now that he had reached these heights, I knew that there was no coming down for him. For the first time in a very long time, our lives had been drama free. Nobody had tried to gun us down. Nobody had tried to break into our home. Harm our children or any of that bullshit that we had been through in the past. There was no crazy baby mamas either.
I don’t know what the hell happened to Keysha, but Kari had healed from her wounds and was now back in prison and I couldn’t have been more than happier. The only problem was the bitch still only ended up being sentenced to three years. I had to hear Tamar’s mouth for months about how I should’ve let him kill her, but I just knew that prison was going to kill her first. I don’t know. One thing I wasn’t going to do was worry about her though.
The way Tamar had shit set up; I doubt that she would ever get to us again. Tamar had us a house built that couldn’t even be found when just driving down the street. There was no neighborhoods and definitely no neighbors. The only way that someone knew that we were here was because they had been here before or just so happened to fly over with a helicopter.
The security detail was tighter than ever as well. There were at least thirty men on the premises at all times. They patrolled the inside and outside of the house. And of course whenever Tamar and I left there was always an army of men tagging along. It had always been hard getting used to living like this, but I knew that it was for the best.
“Babbyy,” Tamar slurred.
“Huh?”
“You sleep?”
“Nope,” I chuckled and looked up at him. I followed where his eyes were going and saw that he had taken that monster out of his briefs.
“You gonna take care of daddy?”
“Do you even have to ask?” I sat up and pulled my nightgown over my head and tossed it to the floor. I crawled up to the top of the bed deciding that he was about to take care of me first. I grabbed a hold of the headboard and stood over Tamar before squatting down over his face, placing my lips directly against his.
“Mmmh,” he moaned as I rode his face. Tamar slid his tongue into my slit and I slowly guided up and down his thick tongue like it was a miniature dick. He then licked around the folds of my pussy before clamping his lips over my love button and sucking it into his mouth. Instantly, my clit swelled and I rotated my hips back and forth as I tightly held on to the headboard.
I could feel my juices dripping out of me but before it could get anywhere, Tamar slurped it all up into his mouth and went back to work on my clit.
“Fuck! Shit…shit…shit. Slow down,” I told him and he carefully followed instructions and tickled my clitoris with his tongue. I slowly rode his mouth feeling myself about to explode. “Shit I’m about to cum baby.”
Tamar latched his hands onto my waist and held me place. He sucked me into his mouth again and lapped me up with so much passion that I cried at the same time I came all over his mouth.
“Woo, my goodness,” I moaned. I was so spent from that shit that all I wanted to do was roll over and lay down.
“You so selfish. You got me fucked up though you know that right?” Tamar said as he smacked me on the ass and positioned me on all fours. He knew that once I got my shit I was done. Being pregnant made me lazy after I came.
“Gentle baby,” I said over my shoulder.
“How gentle? Like this?” Tamar asked as he plunged every inch of him inside of me. I stuffed my head into the covers and bit down on them. “Where you going? Ass up!” he commanded and I tooted my ass up a little higher while Tamar worked his thick muscle in and out of my wet canal.
“Wooo baby gentle! Be gentle!”
“Fuck that. Tell me how much you love me?” Tamar asked as he pounded in and out of me. I was soaking wet and I could feel every inch of what Tamar was putting into me.
“Baby,” I screamed.
“Tell me how much you love me?” Tamar smacked me on the ass.
“I…I…baby.”
“What’s wrong? Dick got your tongue?” He smacked me on the ass again and I knew if I wanted to escape Tamar’s pleasurable assault on this pussy, I had better woman up and tell him how much I loved him.
“I love you so much,” I spit out. Tamar squeezed my ass around his dick and sped up his strokes.
“You just repeated what I said. I said tell me how much.”
“I love you so much til it hurts,” I moaned. “I love you so much that I fear going to bed every night thinking that when I wake up that this will all be a dream. I love you so much that I want to spend the rest of my life showing you how much.”
Tamar flipped me over and climbed in between my legs. He looked down into my eyes and we just stared at each other for a few seconds before he drowned me with kisses.
Everything we had been through was worth every minute and I wouldn’t change any of it, especially knowing that this is what I would end up with.
“Aahhhh! Shit!” I screamed. “Tamar!”
Tamar was so into the sex that he hadn’t realized that I no longer wasn’t. I pushed him and punched him his chest.
“What? What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Get up…ahhhhh!”
Tamar climbed out of me so fast and jumped out of the bed to turn the light on. I had curled up in the fetal position and held onto my stomach. Contractions had started hitting me out of nowhere. I really hoped that I wasn’t in labor because I still had two weeks before I was scheduled to get a C-Section.
“What’s wrong ma’? Did I do something? Is it the baby?”
“I think I’m having contractions,” I cried as I squeezed my eyes shut and started humming until the pain subsided.
About a minute later, the pain had subsided and I looked over at Tamar to see that he was standing far away like he was scared to come near me. “Why are you looking like that? I think I need to go to the—’’
I heard a loud pop and felt a huge gush of liquid squirt out of me. I was definitely in labor. I looked up to see Tamar had his hand over his mouth with wide eyes.
“Are fuckin’ serious?” I asked him.
“Shit. A’ight. Let me call somebody to bring a car upfront,” Tamar said as he scratched as his head and walked around the room looking for his phone.
I sat up in bed and gripped my hand around the side of it as another contraction hit me paralyzing me in place. I saw that I was gonna have to do everything because Tamar obviously couldn’t focus. Maybe it was all that damn weed he smoked, but this nigga here was about to make me cuss him out. This was gonna be a long fucking night.
“Aghhhhhhh! Muthafucka!”
37: Tamar
“Come on baby you got it!” I said as I held onto Rozalyn’s hand.
“I can’t! I can’t! Please just get her out! I am so tired and this shit hurts so bad! Damnit, it hurts so bad! Aghhhhhh.”
“Baby you got this, I can see her head. Take a deep breath and push with all you got.”
“Come on, Mrs. Andrews. On that next contraction, bear down like you’re having a bow movement and I want you push past the pain,” the doctor told Rozalyn.
I felt so bad for my baby because it wasn’t shit that I could do to help her. By time we had gotten to the hospital, Rozalyn was already eight centimeters dilated and in full-blown labor. They didn’t have time to do shit, but get her undressed, and up on the table. She couldn’t even get anything for the pain because things were moving so fast.
She had never delivered vaginally before being that Jr., Tamarion, and Zavier and Zyir had been delivered through a C-Section. Taeanna was supposed to come the same damn way and the doctor had even recommended that he take her a couple of weeks early because he didn’t want Rozalyn to have a regular delivery.
“Okay, here we go! I’m gonna place my two fingers right here and I want you to push past that burn you feel. Come on.”
Rozalyn gripped my hand and leaned forward
. She grunted so hard that I could see her veins protruding through her neck. It looked like she was about to pop a damn blood vessel.
“Aaghhhhhhh! Oh, my God! It hurts!”
“One more push and she’s out. Push, Mrs. Andrews. Push right now as hard as you can.”
“Come baby. I see her. She’s so fucking pretty,” I said looking down between Rozalyn’s legs. Her head was all the way out and the doctor was using that blue thing to suction her mouth. She had a head full of black hair and her jaws were chubby. She looked just like Tamarion did when he was born and I knew right then that she was mine.
“Ughhhhhh! Aghhhhh!”
That last push had done it and Taeanna was finally here. The doctor grabbed her and placed her onto Rozalyn’s stomach. They took a few towels and cleaned off all the blood and this chunky ass white shit that was all over her. I had to swallow a huge lump that had formed from watching that to keep from throwing up.
“Dad, you wanna cut the cord?” the doctor held out the scissors and I walked over and cut Taeanna’s cord right where he instructed me to. They had picked her up from Rozalyn’s stomach and took her over to the scales to be weighed. Soon as they laid her down, she started crying.
“You okay,” I asked Rozalyn. Her skin was pale and she didn’t look too good.
“Just tired is all. That was rough.”
“But you did good baby. I’m proud of you,”
“Thank you,” she said weakly. I looked from her to the doctor and wondered what was going on. I could see that he clearly was concentrating on something that was going on down there.
“Is she okay?” I asked him, but he didn’t answer me. “Aye, I said is she okay?”
The doctor quickly glanced up at one of the nurses and they grabbed at me and tried to get me to leave the room but I wasn’t having that.