Page 21 of June: When Gangstas Collide

When Preach dropped me off at home, I knew he was going to run and call June. I wanted to make this night special, so I could ease into telling him I knew what we were having. I had just gotten out of the shower and gone downstairs. Although I knew I should have been resting, I decided to cook him a nice dinner. I turned on some music, lit a few of my favorite candles, and got to work. I decided on Vegan lasagna.

I let the old school jam play in the back as my body moved through the kitchen. I gathered all my ingredients: eggplant, tomatoes, basil, onions, bell peppers, seasoning, oil, vegan cheese, and salad fixings.

I started by making my sauce from scratch while I let the music take me to another world. My babies began kicking, stopping me so I could give them my attention. I placed my hand on my belly.

“I feel you two in there. Let mommy finish daddy’s dinner, and then it’s me and you,”

I said, looking down at my stomach.

I continued to prepare dinner. The house began to smell of an authentic Italian restaurant. As I placed the pan into the oven, I heard the sound of the front door close. “Z!”

I heard June shout.

He came around toward the kitchen. When he saw me, he stopped. He stared at me and the only other time I’d seen him this scared was when he thought he was about to die. He said nothing as he walked up to me and placed his hands on the sides of my face, kissing me.

“I missed you. I thought I lost you.”

I kissed him back.

“I’m fine, just a little tired, but I’m ok. I cooked you dinner,”

I told him.

He shook his head.

“Come on, let me get you in bed so you can rest. I swear, baby, I’m sorry. When that shit happened, I panicked. They took you to the back and wouldn’t let me back there and,”

he paused.

“The muhfuckas arrested me. I got locked up for losing my shit.”

Now it made sense why he wasn’t there, and that gave me a sense of relief.

“I thought you were mad.”

“Z, I would never leave you. I married you because I never want to leave you. You are a nigga’s heartbeat. You make my heartbeat.”

I allowed him to lead me upstairs and into the bedroom. I turned to him.

“The food.”

“Let me worry about the food. I appreciate you, but I need you to rest.”

I climbed into the bed, patting the space beside me. He removed his shoes, shirt, and pants, then climbed in. I scooted down in the bed to lie on my side. Lying on my side was always comfortable. He spooned with me as his hand rubbed my belly. I knew I needed to tell him, but it had been a minute since I had a moment like this with him, and I didn’t want it to end.

“How is the baby?” he asked.

“Fine.”

“How are you?”

I took a deep breath.

“I’m fine, now.”

His raspy voice cascaded into my ear, “Let me make it better, baby.”

His voice had always done it for me. It was a mix of rasp with a soft, deep tone. On the outside, June was the perfect man, but inside, he had so many flaws that were trapping his greatness, just like the great man I knew he was. I felt his hand caress my thighs as he slowly lifted my silk gown.

“I want you to follow me, ok?” he said.

I nodded.

His hand stroked my leg slowly, causing me to close my eyes. I knew we were about to meet in our universe because he knew it was my favorite place. I let out a light, “Oo, ah.”

June lifted my leg slightly, laying it on his leg as his finger slid up and down my pussy.

“I want you to cum for me. I want to feel every inch of your pussy on me.”

His finger circled my clit a few times before it went inside me. My mouth opened wide, taking in the moment.

“That’s right, Z, relax, baby.”

Him talking while finger fucking me was sending me to the universe faster than I wanted to be. That’s when his finger was replaced with his dick, and I crooned a moan I wasn’t expecting, “Ah, baby,” I moaned.

This man. I hated him and loved him all at once. The man who stole my heart and wrapped me in his world of chaos. His love was the exact sentiment of chaos, but I didn’t want to be anywhere else.

You feel so good, baby. Wet pretty vegan pussy.

Your pussy, June, all yours.

Love on it then Z love all over this dick.

My head tilted back against his chest while his fingers played with my tender nipples gently. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead as he moved his hips so fucking slow that the sounds in the room became like a slow mac and cheese stir.

“I know you’re pregnant, but I want to get real nasty. Can I do that?”

I didn’t give a damn what he did, I just didn’t want him to stop. He pulled out and placed his hand underneath my head, lying me back. My eyes rolled up to see him standing naked like a midnight king. His dark six-four shadow hovered over me. When June leaned forward, his tongue went down my forehead, nose, and stopped at my lips.

“Open your mouth,”

he mumbled.

My lips parted slowly, he stuck his tongue in my mouth and kissed so nastily. I sucked on his tongue like sucking on a lollipop. He pulled his head up slowly, and suddenly, I saw the spit leave his mouth and drop in mine before he kissed me again. June lifted and moved around the bed and stood in front of me, gripping one of my legs, smacking my thighs. “Grr,”

he growled.

He lifted both legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed. The way he held his dick in his hand and slid it up and down my pussy before entering me. His head cocked slightly to the side, his lip disappeared between his teeth, while his eyes narrowed in on me. His hips began to roll up, then came down and right then I knew he was about to blow my mind.

The more he stared, the more he sucked me in.

Hip roll up, then roll down.

He shook his head.

Hip roll up, then roll down.

His hand moved up my leg, and he began playing with my pussy while he worked his black magic between my legs. His eyes were devouring me.

Eyes on me, Zaria, don’t fucking look away.

Hip roll up, then roll down.

So beautiful. Let your pussy swallow the dick, just like that. Good girl Z.

Hip roll up, then roll down.

My eyes rolled up as I squeezed my breasts together, “Yes, mm.”

You look so good taking dick, baby. Fuck on it.

Hip roll up, then roll down.

He was moving it so well that I started to scoot my body down, trying to catch every roll he made. He dipped low and did some reverse move, and my head shot up. June opened his mouth without taking his eyes off me and spit right on my clit as his finger circled it.

“Mmm shit!”

I shouted.

“I like that.”

“She’s extra wet, too, Z,”

he grumbled.

Hip roll up, then roll down.

He removed his finger from my clit, then stuck it in his mouth, licking every bit of my sweetness off. June leaned forward, damn near pushing my legs to my chest. For a minute, I got scared because of the babies, the feeling was so incautious, but I didn’t want him to stop.

“If it starts to hurt, let me know,”

he whispered.

“Let’s go to our universe, baby. Are you ready?”

I nodded slowly and this nigga went to work. The thrusts were long and hard. He would slow down, then pick up speed. He did it over and over. He took a grip of my hair on both sides, pulling my body further down.

“I fucking love you, Zaria, I swear,”

he moaned.

I couldn’t even talk because, between the position I was in and how it felt, I was losing my mind. The man’s sex was amazing, hypnotizing, addictive, and worth it every single time. My eyes met his and I could tell he was getting where he needed to be because I was as well.

I’m cumin’.

Me too.

Our universe is just you and me.

The Calloways.

He and I had cum together. June rolled on the side of me as we both tried to catch our breath. I glanced at him as he glanced at me, we both sniffed the air for a burning smell, “Oh shit, the food!”

he yelled as he got up.

He didn’t even bother to put clothes on as he ran out of the room. I prayed Samara was out with Dio somewhere because what she didn’t need to see was her dad running around the house naked. I didn’t know if God heard my prayer, but a part of me felt like he did. It would break me to have to walk away from a man I loved so much.