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Brice

U nwrapping myself from Tayla’s body and crawling out of bed hadn’t been something that I wanted to do this morning.

Yet here I was working another shift at this damn crazy ass hospital.

I returned to work in the regular emergency room department.

The only aspect I was glad about was that working over here allowed me to work with Ivy.

Furthermore, hearing about the stellar ‘what about our oath’ Nurse Newton missing work today would have pissed me off.

Tayla had texted me at almost eleven. I knew that in her mind, she thought she would be up bright and early to get Bryson.

After last night, I knew she needed the rest. I opened the blinds before leaving so the sun would prevent her from sleeping too long.

I was also upset that she wasn’t legally my wife.

She’d made sure somehow that my son carried my name, but it fucked with me that hers wasn’t the same.

Tayla Renae Washington was what I should have been able to text back. Instead, I’d told her I had to go .

Fuck!

I stood at the nurse’s station alone, listening to all the beeps and dings of the machines nearby before Ivy joined me.

“Brice,” she called. Until now, she’d been calling me Dr. Washington as I had asked.

“Ivy,” I answered, and gave a small smile.

“You and I are friends, right?”

“I’d like to think so.”

“Tell me what’s been going on with you today? You seem distant.”

“Just been thinking about my sperm donor a lot today.”

I’m sorry, Dad.

“I have one of those.” Her eyes rolled as she said it.

“I recently found out that he had a child with another woman, and he’s been hiding her,” I said with a deep sigh. I let worry lines crease my forehead as I waited for her response.

“Well, this sounds all too familiar. I’m a hidden child.”

“What’s your story, Ivy?” I walked around the desk, leaning on the counter to get closer to her. Her body shifted closer to mine when she inhaled my cologne. I was playing a dangerous game with Ivy because she had no respect for Tay, and I was also purposely leading her on.

“My father is Italian. As you may know, mostly older Italian men don’t date outside their own race. His father arranged for him to marry a lovely Italian woman, I assume. Unfortunately for her, my father has a thing for black women. Insert me. The hidden daughter he claims to love so much.”

“Damn, at least you get to see your father though,” I said, sadness marring my face.

“If you can call it that. I see my father occasionally, and when we do, we argue. He called me last night to cancel our planned dinner. He says he has to have renovations on his house and not to visit him. It’s the same house where he hides from his wife to be with his mistress, the only one I’m allowed inside.

He just returned to town yesterday with his new mistress, who, guess what? ” She said, hands flailing in the air.

“What?” I smirked, amused by her passion on this topic as her voice rose higher.

“She’s black. Nina, Nina, Nina! That’s all I hear about. So I know his ass is lying about his damn house. He’s probably holed up in one of his warehouses with her. He thinks I don’t know where he goes when he wants to stay off the grid.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, his family owns several of them in the warehouse district. One of them has housing inside.”

Bingo!

“Damn. My apologies, Short Stack. I didn’t mean to get you all riled up.

You good, though?” I asked as I returned to the computer to log on and review patient intake.

It was nearing time to make my rounds. As I scrolled through the list, I saw six new patients had been triaged.

Five of those patients were low urgency, with one being high on that scale.

I quickly reviewed his symptoms, logged out, and headed towards triage to see if he would need to be admitted.

As I walked, I took out my encrypted phone and shot off a quick text.

Got his ass!

He’s in the warehouse district. He has housing in one of the buildings.

Rock

I’m on it.

I quickly pocketed the phone, not even realizing that Ivy had once again sidled beside me.

“Brice, can we have lunch together later?” I internally groaned at her question.

I swear, this shit is like déjà vu.

“If we can get the number of patients down on the floor. I think we can swing it.”

“Okay, see you later,” she said as she walked off, turning around to give me a flirty finger-wiggling wave.

Fuck!

I continued down the hall, hoping and praying that we would have so many patients today that I wouldn’t have time to eat.

I’d never been happier to pull into the garage. Twelve long ass hours later I was where I wanted to be .

Home.

I took a minute to let my heartbeat slow down, feeling elated to know that my world was waiting for me on the other side of the door. I felt my body would give out on me only moments ago before I made it home, but the mere thought of her presence reinvigorated me.

I finally exited my truck and entered the house.

Standing inside the foyer, I smiled, watching her bounce around the kitchen in one of my graphic tees.

She was so beautiful, even more so in her happiness, and I would kill any motherfucker who dare tried to take that away from her.

I took my shoes off by the door and hurried past her before she realized I was there.

I threw my work bag into the laundry room and headed to wash up for dinner.

The smell of whatever she had cooked filled my nose as I entered the kitchen. She still hadn’t realized I was present as she wiped down the counters.

“Tay,” I said as I walked closer to her. She jumped when I called out her name, her hand immediately reaching her chest.

“Brice, damn you scared me.”

“I’m sorry, Baby. Are you good?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her back. I only asked because for her not to realize I was there meant that she was in her head about something.

“Yeah, I was thinking about this whole Costa problem.”

“That’s not anything for you to worry about, Tay.”

“Don’t tell me that I can’t worry about anything that involves you, Brice. ”

“That’s fair. Speaking of, I got some info on him today.

His daughter started flying off at the mouth and gave up some goods.

He’s down at the warehouse district. She said he owns several buildings, and one has housing inside.

” She flipped around quickly in my arms, and I backed her into the counter, caging her in.

I placed several kisses on her lips, tilting her head to the side to expose her neck, where I put several more.

“You…You talked to Ivy today?”

“Mmmhmm,” I hummed as my tongue tasted her skin, not giving a second thought to her question.

“Alone?”

“Tay!” I said, pulling back to look into her eyes. Hers traveled curiously over my body. I wore a variation of sweats and a tee, which I wore every time I showered at work.

“You showered before coming home?” I lifted her chin to look into her eyes before gripping her lightly by the throat. I closed the space between us further, bringing my face to hers.

“Tay…” She sucked in a breath and I tightened my grip feeling her heartbeat race beneath my thumb.

“I don’t like where your thoughts are taking you.

The answer is: I showered so I could come home and hold my babies without having to do it as soon as I walked in.

The second answer is no. I have never, nor will I ever, cheat on you.

I’m a loyal nigga. I’m also turned on by the fact that you were about to try to run a fade on me.

Baby, please understand that it’s you, and only you.

I told you last night that I was fucking obsessed didn’t I?

” I turned her back around so that her ass was against my erection.

“I don’t remember. I was a little out of it last night. I wasn’t going to run a fade on you. But, her!” She exclaimed as I bent her forward and pushed the tee she wore up over her ass. I hissed at the fact that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“Where is my son?” I asked.

“Mmm, he’s taking a nap,” she whispered. As my hands traced the curve of her ass and then over her plump lower lips.

“Good, because right now I need to make sure his mother understands something,” I said as I dipped two fingers inside. I groaned as her wetness coated my fingers.

“And once I’m sure that you understand. I’m going to make sure you never forget.” I removed my fingers and sucked her flavor onto my tongue.

“Hmmm,” I hummed as I freed my dick from my sweats.

I fisted it in my hands feeling how hard she had me before I lined myself up and watched as her fat pussy sucked me in.

I dipped inside and pulled back out. My dick glistened under the counter lights.

I pushed back in and paused my stroke. She was always so warm and tight.

“Shit, Baby. Your pussy is so damn good,” I said as I took the hem of my shirt into my mouth biting down hard to stop the loud moans that were about to escape my mouth. I was supposed to make sure she understood, but she was about to bring me to my knees.

I started to stroke with urgency, grabbing her hips tightly to meet mine. With each pull, a loud slapping sound followed, filling the room .

“Briiice,” she moaned, her hand reaching back to push me away.

“Nah baby, move your fucking hand,” I said as I drilled into her. I felt her pussy get wetter and tighten around me the harder I dove inside her tunnel.

“Cum.”

“Shhhit Brice,” she said as her pussy pushed me out and with it shot out a waterfall to the kitchen floor. I smacked her pussy prolonging her orgasm until she stopped then I went right back in. I watched her knuckles turn white as she gripped the counter, which spurred me on.

I reached underneath her shirt to toy with her nipples as they bounced in my hands from my thrust. I traveled further up, gripping her neck and pulling her upright, where I bit into enough to cause a sting. My lips wrapped around where I’d bitten sucking enough to leave my mark.

“Brice, oh my God, Mmmmm.” She whined.

“While you’re calling out to God. Let him know that he needs to take me first. I won’t allow you to leave me, ever.

Not even in death. You already tried that once and I brought your ass right back to me.

” I was hitting her spot, and her body was melting into mine.

Her sticky skin, the remnants of her sweet-smelling perfume, and the vibration that was traveling through her body with each thrust brought my enraptured state to its peak.

“Mmmmhmmm, that's right, let me have it and after I’ve taken every… last… drop. Tell me where you want mine.” I forced out through my pleasure, each rough stroke caressing her tunnel as my breath did her skin.

“Bricccceeeee,” she said through an intense, labored breath as she came again all down my thighs.

“I want it in my mouth,” she huffed, then dropped to her knees.

I stood above watching her swallow me whole.

Her mouth widened and tongue flattened as she simultaneously rotated her mouth around my dick sucking off her essence.

She stuck out her tongue and began slapping me against it, the act brought me to the edge, where I let go right onto it.

“Baby, mmmm, shit,” I moaned as she closed her mouth back around my throbbing dick sucking until every drop from her mouth and my tip was gone. My mouth fell open, not a sound escaping as I dropped to my knees, meeting her on the floor.

“Tay,” I growled.

“What?” she asked, voice dripping with innocence.

“I just wanted to make sure ‘you’ understood and ‘never’ forgot that it goes both ways,” she added.

“Mmmm. That part,” I said as I had her straddle my lap so that I could kiss her lips. As I did, there was a rustle on the baby monitor. We listened again for any movement, but none came.

“Come on, let’s go shower before he wakes up. We have about ten minutes. Then we can get him and eat.” I smacked her on her ass as she walked ahead of me.

Never!