Side Effects of Loving You 2

by Dominique Thomas

  “Damn bae. Why this pussy so good?” he asked and I shrugged my shoulders. Shit with his big ass dick inside of me there wasn’t much I could say. Aamil gave me this cocky ass grin and grinded his hips into me.

  “I said why that pussy so good, Drew?” he asked again. I looked down at him and just the scene before me had me extremely wet. Aamil was biting on his lip while holding onto my nipples and I couldn’t take it. I started working my pussy on him making him grip my ass so hard his nails stuck into my skin.

  “Damn bae work that shit! You know how I like it,” he coached me. I worked him harder and harder until my pussy tingled and released juices all over his dick. I fell forward and Aamil bent his knees. He continued to fuck me with his dick and I moaned looking him in the eyes.

  “I love you so fucking much, Drew. Tell me you love me back,” he demanded like I wouldn’t.

  “I love you back daddy! Oh, shit you fucking me so good with that big ass dick. Aww damn!” I yelled and I could feel him jerking inside of me. Aamil didn’t stop moving until he was done cumming and for a moment, we stared into each other’s eyes with our hearts racing. I was so lucky to be in love like this with a man that loved me so much and I felt bad for people that didn’t have it because they had no clue just what they were missing out on.

  “Damn, Aamil,….my pussy is so sore. You just fucked the shit out of me,” I said and laughed. Aamil chuckled and rubbed my back. He kissed me on the lips and I could feel his dick getting hard again.

  “Since you sore we’ll go slow this time,” he said and turned us over.

  ****

  “Congratulations on your CCW,” Olivia said as Sophie and I walked up. I smiled at her feeling bad about all of the shit she was going through. I would have given her a hug, but I wasn’t going to be fake. I didn’t know if she and I would ever get to that point.

  “Thank you and congrats on the baby. No matter what, your son is still a blessing,” I said sitting down. We were all having dinner for Aamil’s deceased father’s birthday. We all missed Shadid even though I didn’t really get a chance to know him like that before Aamil’s mother killed him. Yeah, my baby had one hell of a family, but shit I guess I did too since my father killed my mother then himself.

  “Thank you,” Olivia said and a few seconds later, the men walked into the room. They were all sporting black from head to toe Shadid’s favorite color. Aamil looked so handsome in his black suit with his black shirt unbuttoned at the collar. He sat down next to me and pulled me close. Lately, we had been fucking like rabbits. I was so glad I had my IUD because I could not have any more babies. Not for another five years at least. I wanted to enjoy him and the kids and not be pregnant all of the damn time.

  “You looking good as hell. I might have to take you in the bathroom and taste what’s between them thighs,” he whispered to me. I blushed and looked down at my lap. Aamil slid his hand between my legs and slowly stroked my pussy through my underwear. I was wearing a black A-line dress that stopped below my knees so his hand was covered, but I felt so exposed with us being around everyone.

  “I’m happy to see you all are doing well,” ma said smiling at us. Aamil slipped two fingers inside of me and I held in my moan by biting down onto my lip.

  “Yeah, we are Sariel. Drew got me wanting to drop another baby off into her ass,” he said and everyone laughed except for me and the women. At this point, we didn’t find jokes like that funny.

  “I think two is enough,” ma said after seeing the look on my face. Aamil curved his fingers up and turned to me. He fucked them into me so hard that my lip started to quiver.

  “Is two enough, Drew?” he asked with a sly smirk on his face. He leaned towards me and it felt like everyone was watching us when they really wasn’t.

  “You must not be trying to cum,” he said and he pulled his fingers back, but I trapped them in-between my legs. I leaned towards Aamil and stuck my tongue in his ear.

  “Aamil, stop playing and make your pussy cum. Do me and I’ll do you,” I whispered in his ear. Aamil chuckled and slid his hands back up. They slid inside of me as Ameer stood up at the end of the table. Every family had a leader and I guess it was safe to say Ameer was ours. He just naturally handled shit and no one stopped him.

  “Thanks for coming through tonight. Pops isn’t here with us in human form, but I can feel him all around me. Man we done took some losses over the years. Reem is no longer with us. Pops is gone, Kadeem is and so is Alana. Even with her evil ass spirit, a part of me misses her. Hashim is no longer with us, as well. Olivia also suffered the loss of her son Owen. Olivia and Kadar is blessing us with a boy, thank God, thank God, he’s a boy.” We all laughed and he continued. “We living well and we all alive. Do we really have a reason to complain right now?” he asked and everyone shook their heads. Aamil sped up his pace and I grabbed onto his leg for support. I sat up and he stuck his fingers deeper into me. I closed my eyes and allowed for pleasure to sweep over my body. A shiver went through my body as Ameer continued talking.

  “So let’s stand up and thank God for all that we do have. Let’s celebrate our pops birthday because he was no doubt about it a living fucking legend and let’s continue to get this money.” Ameer grabbed his glass while everyone stood up. Aamil pulled his fingers out of me and kissed me on the cheek.

  “Get up baby, and that wet ass pussy got my fingers soaked,” he whispered to me. He helped me stand and we all saluted to life, love and prosperity. After everyone took a sip from the champagne, I decided to go to the bathroom. I opened the door and was pushed in. I quickly turned around and let out a nervous giggle when I saw it was Aamil’s ass. I pushed his chest, happy to see him, but mad that he scared me and he grabbed my arms.

  “I’m sorry baby, but I need it. Daddy need his pussy,” he said pulling me into his arms. He locked the bathroom door and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he pushed my panties to the side to slide into me. Damn we were the happiest we had ever fucking been now if only we could catch up to that hoe Mina. Then that would really be the icing on the cake.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Olivia

  “So what the fuck is this shit about?” Angel asked looking from me to Kadar. I took off my leather jacket and Angel’s eyes went to the budge in my shirt. He sat back and covered his mouth with his hands. He was sitting next to Portia and she was watching me with worried eyes. Shit I was more concerned with keeping my fucking man I didn’t want her baby daddy.

  “I thought you would have told him,” I said to Portia. She wiped away a lone tear and Angel looked at her.

  “What the fuck is she talking about, Portia?” Portia cowered under Angel’s narrow gaze and shook her head.

  “I um…I went to her job and asked her what you two were. You made me promise I wouldn’t get with anyone on a personal level yet you go get this bitch pregnant!” she yelled. Kadar sat up and looked at Portia.

  “Regardless of what the situation is, you watch how the fuck you talk about my woman,” he said. Portia looked at him then back at Angel. She grabbed her purse off of the table and stood up. She put on her sunglasses and looked down at Angel.

  “I’ll be in the car. Discuss this shit with your baby momma,” she said and walked off. I pulled the newest ultrasound out of my purse and slid it across the table to Angel. He looked down at it and shook his head. He looked shocked and caught off guard. Shit I was still in shock too, but my stomach sickness and headaches let me know this was very fucking real.

  “So, you’re having my son?” he asked and Kadar tensed up beside me. I grabbed his hand and he turned to me.

  “I love you,” I mouthed to him and he nodded. Damn how did I get into this situation?

  “Yes I am,” I said and Angel grabbed the picture. He stared at it for a minute and looked at Kadar.

  “You hate me and I’m supposed to believe you gon’ do right by my son? I’ma have to fight you for custody, O. I don’t want my kid around this nigga.” Kadar
and I both glared at him.

  “No, the fuck you’re not! I would never let anything happen to my child and Kadar loves me so even though he’s hurt right now, he would never hurt our son. I can’t believe you said some shit like that!” I yelled and people started to look at us. Angel’s men walked over to us, but I wasn’t worried. If this nigga thought for a second he was about to take my son, then he was gone need these niggas plus more. I rubbed Kadar’s chest to calm him down. Everyone was looking at us and I didn’t want them to call the cops. Angel was blowing hot air out of his big ass mouth. He wasn’t going to do shit.

  “Angel, you will be able to see him whenever you want and I will keep you up to date with what’s going on with him. Be real, you know you won’t get custody of him.” Angel put the picture in his pocket and he stood up.

  “You might wanna ask your nigga about who the fuck I am. All of my kids will be raised under the same roof and that’s mine. I’ll be talking to you soon,” he said calmly and stepped away. I looked at Kadar and he had this rage in his eyes that I had never seen before. I always handled my own shit, but I needed him right now and I hoped he wouldn’t let me down.

  “Kadar, regardless of how I conceived him he is your son too. Don’t let him take our baby,” I said looking him in the eyes. Kadar sighed and pulled me into his arms. He rubbed my back as I played over what Angel had said to me in his head.

  “That nigga not doing shit, O. You know I got you. Don’t worry I’ll handle it,” he said and I nodded. I was holding him to this promise because I would kill Angel’s ass before I allowed him to take my child away from me. He was threatening me and being a fucking problem before my baby was even born. How the fuck were we going to co-parent without killing each other?

  ****

  “So how has things been going?” the counselor asked us. A week had passed since we had seen Angel and that motherfucka had already served me with papers to get my son tested the minute he’s born. In the papers, it stated that if he was Angel’s son, I could expect a fight with him for full custody. This was just too much for me, but Kadar promised me that he had it under control, so I was going to trust him.

  “Things have been okay, I guess,” I replied. Doctor Carolyn looked at me then at Kadar. She smiled.

  “Kadar, what’s up?” Kadar cleared his throat and sat back on the couch.

  “Shit we been cool I guess. I started looking for us a bigger house since O’s having the baby,” he said and Carolyn and I both looked at each other. I knew that it wasn’t easy for him, but I wanted him to accept my son as his own. He would also be his father. He would see him way more than Angel did. He would give him his baths at night and show him how to throw a football. I just didn’t know if he felt the same way.

  “Kadar…he’s your son too,” I told him. Kadar looked at me and even though his black New York fitted was pulled low on his head, I could still see his dark eyes. I could see his pain and I wished that I could take it away. “I’m sorry baby,” I whispered and he nodded biting down onto his bottom lip.

  “I know he is, O, but damn this shit hurt. I’ma go take a smoke break,” he said and stood up. I watched him walk off and Carolyn looked at me.

  “Olivia, where is your father?” I shrugged because I hadn’t seen the man that helped create me since I was a child.

  “I don’t know and truthfully, I don’t care.”

  “Do you miss him?” she asked me and I frowned at her.

  “I’m not some weak woman because I don’t know my father. That isn’t my story and you know that. I have my own everything and I don’t need a man. I love Kadar, but I don’t need his ass.” Carolyn smiled at me with her lips pressed tightly together. She always did that shit when I started going off on her ass. All it did was make me feel like she was thinking in her head “yeah, whatever bitch”.

  “I didn’t say that you were. What I’m saying is do you miss your father? Do you still love him even though he wasn’t there for you? That’s what I wanna know.” I looked down at my hands and thought about her question. Did I miss my father? A man that never did shit for me. Never gave a fuck how I was doing yet he created me. Hmph. Did I miss him? No, but I would like to know why he never loved Quinn and I enough to stay around. I would like to know that because nothing could keep me away from my kids.

  “I don’t miss him, but I would like to talk to him about why he left us. Why he chose another family over us? What made them so special you know shit like that,” I replied. Talking about my piece of shit ass father made me feel things that I did not like feeling. It took me to a time when I was young and afraid and I hated thinking about my past because I did some shit that I wished I didn’t for me and my sister to eat, but I would never take it back. I wasn’t out tricking or nothing like that, but I stole from stores and even sold weed. I did whatever I could to ensure Quinn had some kind of meal. That was the past though and it might have hardened me and made me a bitch but it had also made me stronger.

  “Olivia, I don’t have to tell you how detrimental it is for a kid to have their father in their life. Your son will be blessed because although Kadar is hurt, he and Angel will be fathers to your child. With as much pain that you have in your heart, I want you to also have that kind of forgiveness for your father, Olivia. I think that for a very long time you’ve been lonely. You have such a hard shell on you but I know it’s just because you don’t wanna get hurt again.”

  “You trusted Raynard and he hurt you in ways I couldn’t imagine. You probably closed yourself off until you met Kadar now you’re in this situation and I know it’s confusing, but this too will pass. I wanted to say this in front of Kadar, but I think you need to hear it now.”

  “With or without him, you will be fine, Olivia. You are stronger than you think. Yes the situation is uncomfortable but you did nothing wrong, Olivia. You were not in a relationship with Kadar when you conceived this baby. His actions resulted in you two separating. Every action has an equal, but opposite reaction,” she said as Kadar stepped back into the room. He walked over to me and sat down. The strong stench of weed filled the office. He kissed me on my cheek and grabbed my hand. I looked at his hand noticed that he was wearing his engagement ring again. That was a good sign, wasn’t it?

  “Kadar, I’m happy you’re back in here. I was just telling Olivia that although it may feel like she betrayed you, she really didn’t. You two were broken up because you didn’t want to be with her anymore. Am I correct?”

  “Yeah,” Kadar said looking at her with narrowed eyes.

  “So, it would be safe to say that she didn’t cheat on you then?” she asked him. I looked away while I we waited on Kadar to respond. Kadar rubbed his hands up and down on his pants leg.

  “Nah, she didn’t, Carolyn. You got that,” he said and shocked me when he touched my stomach. I looked at him and he smiled. “I know shit fucked up because this is not how I pictured us having a son, but I won’t throw away all we have because of it. I love you, so I will love him. You know I would never harm him right? Angel was saying some crazy shit to defend why he wanted custody of him,” he said looking me in the eyes. I nodded and put my hand on top of his.

  “I know you wouldn’t, but can you accept him as your own? I love you, Kadar, but if you’re going to feel regret and anger every time you see him then we should just split up right now. I won’t choose you over either of my kids,” I said meaning exactly what I had said. Kadar licked his lips and rubbed my stomach.

  “I can and I will. I would never blame an innocent child. I’m not that kind of man. Bella is mines and he is too,” he replied and I let go of the breath that I didn’t know I was holding. I leaned towards Kadar and kissed him on the lips not caring that we were in front of Carolyn. I needed to hear that in order for me and him to move forward.

  Kadar and I left out of our counseling session and he took me to home. I went upstairs to run a bath while he smoked downstairs. Bella was with Quinn and I wasn’t picking her up until tomorrow. Kada
r was leaving soon to see Mason and I wanted to go with him, but if he didn’t offer for me to come again, I wasn’t going to say anything. I turned on my iPod and slowly stripped out of my clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror and turned to the side. My stomach was growing and soon my baby would be here. I would have to deal with Angel and his bullshit while also working on my relationship with Kadar. We should have been married by now, but here we were dealing with more drama.

  I didn’t wanna think negative, but I couldn’t help but to wonder if we would make it through this. I touched my belly for a moment before going into the bathroom. I slid into the tub and a few minutes later, Kadar stepped into the room. He was now wearing some grey basketball shorts and nothing else. He had been hitting the gym hard lately and it showed. His muscles were bigger and his six-pack was more defined showing his narrow waist and sexy ass v-line. He blew smoke out of his mouth and walked over to the toilet to.

  “When I was younger, I was always looking for my pops. I loved the fuck out of that nigga, but on some real shit, he was never there for me. Shit he was there for my brothers more than he was for me and he was actually capable of raising me.” Kadar sat down and I looked him in the eyes. His hair was longer than usual so it sat on his head in a curly taper and his beard had grown out as well, but he was still lined to perfection looking sexy as hell with his chocolate ass. Kadar and I hadn’t had sex since I told him about the baby and I had been horny as hell, but I felt like he wasn’t ready to take it there with me, so I had been pleasuring myself.

  “But you still love him though,” I said to him. Kadar nodded and rubbed his eyes that were hanging low and red rimmed. He took a few hits off his blunt and let the smoke slowly release from his mouth.

  “Hell yeah, I do. It’s like the more he neglected me, the harder I hustled to please him. The shit was never enough though, shit it still isn’t. I’ve come to accept that he loves Aamil more than me. I’m not trying to fight with you by no means baby, but on some real shit one of the reasons why I wanted to be Drew when I found out the truth was, is because I wanted to piss him off. I fucks with that nigga now so hard. You know how close we are, but at first I knew they didn’t trust or love me and the feeling was mutual. It felt good to know I had something that he wanted but even that didn’t last. This not about Drew though so please don’t start tripping.”