Page 30 of All The Smoke

S moke.

I felt like a stalker sitting outside of Kaori’s crib, but I didn’t give a fuck.

I couldn’t leave shit how it was. I went to Rough Draft to drink and clear my head for a second then by my crib to grab some weed, but I ended up right back outside her fucking house because she had me fucking jonesing.

Hearing her say she didn’t know if she wanted to bring a baby my baby, into this fucked with me bad.

I loved both of my kids, even if one wasn’t here yet.

It was crazy as fuck because if any other bitch told me she wanted to abort a kid I wouldn’t have given it a second thought, but Kaori, naw, that shit wasn’t going to happen.

She was my one, the shit with us was meant to be. I knew that shit from day fucking one.

As I finished my blunt, I read another message from Bri’s slow ass.

She had been blowing my shit up since I left her at Redmond’s earlier.

She was on a rampage on social media too, lying, telling mothafuckas I chose a bitch over my baby, claiming I be coming through dropping dick from time to time.

Just wild shit we both knew wasn’t true which was why I chose not to respond.

She was only doing the shit because she wanted my attention and she knew I was having another baby now.

“This bitch is crazy,” I mumbled, reading the message where she said she was going to off herself if I didn’t answer the phone.

I had the right mind to tell her ass to do me the fucking favor but I knew I couldn’t do my son like that.

She was lucky as fuck that we had him, otherwise I would off her ass my fuckin’ self.

Once I was done with my blunt, I exited my car, making sure to grab the bookbag on the passenger seat. The worst that could happen when I got upstairs was her telling me to leave, but I was gon’ take my chances with the shit. I had to.

Tossing a nod toward buddy sitting at the desk, I kept my stride to the elevators.

I was glad he knew my face because he would have stopped me otherwise.

I still made a mental note to check that shit later because it was a safety hazard.

I could be going to kill her ass or some shit and he just let me by.

That had to wait because I didn’t want him doing his job properly right now.

Keying in the code I watched her put in earlier, I eased in her spot and instantly cursed myself for not knowing the code to her alarm system.

I locked the door and hurried over to the keypad and immediately put in the first thing that came to mind.

The approximate due date from her pregnancy test results.

I released a sigh of relief when the beeping stopped and smiled to myself a little, knowing she rocked with our little human that heavy already.

Making my way back to her room, I pushed her door open and saw she was still knocked out with rain sounds playing loud as fuck and red lights on her in her room.

That’s why she ain’t hear her fucking alarm.

Shaking my head, I turned and headed back down to the bathroom in the hallway and showered before returning to her room, sliding in bed beside her, pulling her body into mine.

“I was wondering if you were going to come back,” she stated sleepily as she snuggled closer to me.

“Can’t stay away,” I admitted. “I don’t know why, I just can’t.”

“I’m sorry about what I said earlier.” Her eyes were open now and she looked up at me. “I don’t want you to think I don’t want our baby.”

“I know you do. You obsessed already, using the due date as your alarm code.”

Her eyes shut briefly as she chuckled. “Pregnancy brain is the worst because the first thing I should have been asking is how the fuck you got in here.”

“Facts, but I have my ways.” I chuckled, kissing the top of her head. “We gotta work on that security system because it was too easy and you gotta stop sleeping with that loud ass shit on. You couldn’t even hear ya shit going off.”

“I usually can.” She shook her head. “I’m just sleeping harder now.”

“Still…” I hugged her closer. “I’m sorry again about earlier.”

“Me too. I gave Jamal so many chances before and was ready to end us after something that wasn’t even your fault. You don’t deserve that and I won’t do that again.”

“Naw, you can definitely feel like you don’t want to put up with bullshit no more, I ain’t tripping on that. I don’t want you thinking I’m that nigga though or that I would play you like that.”

“I know you wouldn’t.” she kissed the part of my chest she was laying on. “Have you talked to Solo?”

“Naw,” I sighed, pissed that he even had to witness his mother acting like that today. She knew I didn’t like exposing him to that bullshit, but once again, Bri would do whatever to get a reaction out of me.

“She won’t let you?”

“Probably not.” I shook my head. “But I knew that was coming. I knew the moment she found out she was going to start acting stupid with my seed.”

“You don’t have any kind of custody agreement in place?” she asked.

“Hell naw. She’s never tried to keep him from me before, so I didn’t think I would need one.”

“Hopefully she’s just mad and it’ll blow over in a few days. I don’t want to be the reason you can’t see your son.”

“That ain’t on you, baby,” I let her know, kissing the top of her head. “Bri gon’ be aight and I’m gon’ see Solo. She can’t stay out of the streets so she gon’ give in within a few days.”

“I hope so.”

Seeing she was really bothered by the shit with Solo, I decided to lighten the mood and change the subject. I didn’t really want to think about that shit right now anyway.

“I’m gon’ say something to that nigga downstairs at that desk too.”

“Jerry? Why?” She smiled. “He’s so nice.”

“He don’t do his job. Nigga let me walk right past his ass.”

She snuggled closer to me and replied, “Probably because he’s seen you here a few times with me.”

“I don’t care. If he let me slide then he’ll let anyone do that shit.”

“Leave Jerry alone.” She smiled, rubbing her hand across my chest. “He’s old and may stroke or something if you bother him.”

“Naw, I ain’t gon’ be that hard on the nigga.” I laughed and moved on top of her, then kissed her lips. “Are we good?”

With a smile and nod, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me into a kiss that started as just a few pecks but quickly escalated to a deep, slow, sensual tongue kiss. I had been craving her little ass something serious and was glad I’d come back over here.

Pushing the covers from her body, I used my knees to spread her legs, careful to not break the kiss, then I slowly kissed down her neck, making sure to mark my territory on the way.

When I got to her breasts, I kissed between them as I held each in my hands and gently massaged. The sound of her moans mixed with her rotating between grinding under me and squirming had a nigga spent already. She was so sexy without even trying. Every fucking thing about her. Shit was crazy.

Feeling as if I had shown her titties enough attention, I trailed kisses down the center of her stomach.

As I peppered soft gentle pecks along her panty line, her stomach jumped and her hands massaged in my head.

Just as I got ready to go lower and devour her sweet pussy, she lifted my head to stop me and gazed at me with lust-filled eyes.

“I want to do you too.”

My brows furrowed for a second until I realized what she was talking about then they hiked. “I don’t know, bae. You carrying my seed…”

“Boy….” She lifted and flipped over, forcing me to do the same. Her ass was now on my chest as she stared down at me. “I like this view.”

“Likewise,” I agreed, trying to lean up and kiss her bare pussy, but she flipped around and began pushing my boxers down.

A low groan slipped from my lips when her small, soft hands gripped my dick then I felt her cold lips shortly after.

My head fell back on the pillow and my lips parted slightly when she instantly deep throated my shit.

What the fuck?

This girl ain’t playing fair!

As she began to bob up and down on my rock hard dick, she pushed backward, putting that pussy right in my face. Using both hands, I gripped her cheeks and pulled them apart, giving myself a better view of her wet pussy. My mouth watered at the sight. Shit was so pretty and perfect.

Leaning in, I kissed it long and slow, causing her to briefly pause what she was doing. Smacking her on the ass, I asked, “Who told you to stop sucking?”

A low, sexy whimper sounded from the slap to her ass but she got back to topping me off and I got back to kissing on her sweet ass pussy.

I moved my thumbs closer to her pussy lips and spread them more then plunged my tongue inside.

My shit bricked up even more when she began to throw her ass back on my tongue and face and she topped me off sloppily.

Wrapping both arms around her waist to keep her where I wanted her, I devoured her pussy. She continued to suck my dick for as long as she could but eventually abandoned the task and just began to ride my face.

I brought her to a total of three orgasms before I finally released her. She tried to roll off me but I stopped her and turned her around to straddle me and pulled her face toward mine, allowing her to taste herself on my tongue.

While we kissed hungrily, I sat up in the bed then lined myself up with her entrance before pushing inside of her slowly. Once I was all the way inside, I released her lips and my mouth gravitated toward her nipples. I sucked them gently while guiding her up and down.

Removing her nipple from my mouth, I looked up into her pretty face, gripping her ass roughly in my free hand. “Pussy so good, love,” I groaned, enjoying the vise grip her shit had on me. “Shit.”

“I’m gonna cum,” she whimpered in my ear. I could feel her body shaking as my hands ran amuck.