Page 18 of Ony If It’s You

“I’m cumming,” she whimpered into my mouth.

I felt it.

I felt her walls tightening around me as her pussy got sloppier.

“Fuck.” I damn neared growled, snatching my hand from the glass, and grabbing ahold of her other ass cheek to quicken my pace.

Her shit was so wet and tight. My release was inevitable, I couldn’t hold it anymore.

I released my seeds deep inside of her. I continued to stroke her until I was sure that my nuts were completely empty.

She looked up at me with lazy eyes, clearly worn out, and I laughed. I lowered her to her feet and quickly washed the two of us again because she was too tired.

After turning the water off, we stepped out and I grabbed a towel to dry her off before wrapping mine around my waist. Lifting her a little, I set her on the sink and grabbed the pack of toothbrushes and toothpaste that we had so that we could brush our teeth.

When we were done, we flossed and rinsed before heading to the bed with her in my arms.

“I can’t stay in here, Javyous,” she said and yawned with her eyes barely open.

“Why not?” I asked over my shoulder since I was putting lotion on my body. I would have done the same for her, but I was sure she didn’t want to smell like my man shit.

See, she had me wanting to moisturize her body. This woman was too much.

“The twins will be looking for me and I don’t want to confuse things.”

“Too late.” I tossed my lotion to the side and turned over in the bed so that I was hovering over her. “I’m confused as fuck, but I want you in my bed with me tonight so that’s what a nigga gon’ have, aight?”

Nodding, she puckered her lips, so I smirked and kissed her before getting comfortable in bed beside her. Reaching over I turned the lamp off, wrapped her securely in my arms, and drifted off to sleep.

I felt like I had just closed my eyes when I heard light taps on my door and the small voice calling out not only her mother’s name, but mine too.

Kehlani was fast asleep, so I eased my arm from under her and got out of the bed.

I went to my duffle bag for some ball shorts and a tank top which I quickly put on and answered the door.

“What’s up, princess?” I asked getting level with Jocey.

I could tell that she had just gotten up judging by the sleep in her eyes and dried up slobber on the sides of her mouth.

“I’m hungry.”

She was too fucking cute, a smaller version of her mother, and that little voice; it was hard not to give her whatever the fuck she was asking for.

“Word, me too.” I nodded. “Let’s get cleaned up and we can order some shit, aight?”

“Okay.” She smiled.

“Go get your toothbrush and I’ll get mine then meet you in the other bathroom.”

She nodded and quickly rushed off. I smiled and watched until she disappeared into the other room then stood.

Kehlani was still fast asleep when I looked in her direction and she looked so peaceful, so I decided not to wake her.

I just got my toothbrush, floss, and mouthwash and went to go join Jocey in the other bathroom.

I spoke to Kehlani’s son since he was in the bathroom with his sister. “Morning, Si.”

“Morning,” he mumbled, letting me know that he wasn’t a morning person.

Typically, I wasn’t either, but Jocey hadn’t made it easy to decline anything that she wanted with those pretty ass doe eyes.

“Can I put the toothpaste on yours?” Jocey asked.

“Yeah, but not that one. Use this.” I handed her mine.

After she put the toothpaste on my shit, and they were good, the three of us took care of our morning routine.

Baby girl wanted to damn near brush and floss my shit for me, I had to bargain with her little ass so she didn’t cry when I said no.

I was in fucking trouble because I’d never be able to tell her no.

When we were done in the bathroom, the three of us went to the living room area and grabbed the menu that was on the table.

There was a QR code that I had to scan, so I used Jocey’s iPad to look so I didn’t have to get mine.

I let them choose whatever they wanted and whatever they thought their mom would want before calling down to the kitchen to place the order.

“Good morning,” Ms. Phyllis said, grabbing our attention when she came into the room.

“Good morning!” the twins said in unison.

“What’s good?” I said.

“How did you come out last night?” Delivering her a knowing look, she laughed. “I shouldn’t have asked that. How do you feel being back?”

“Good as hell. I missed it; everything about it.”

“That’s good, baby. Try not to let your father get to you this go ’round. You know how he can be.”

“Yeah, how were they last night?” I pointed to the twins who were both engrossed in their iPads on the couch beside me.

“Perfect. They really are the sweetest, most well-mannered kids.” She beamed.

Si and Jocey were straight. They were some really good ass kids. Kehlani made me eat my words from the day that I’d met her because she was a bomb ass mother.

“Yeah, they cool,” I agreed just as someone knocked at the door.

Standing, I padded to the door and pulled it open, finding the li’l robot shit that was delivering our food. When it opened, I took the food out and closed the door.

“Thank God, I’m starving!” Jocey said dramatically as she climbed from the couch and joined me in the kitchen. Si was right behind her.

I got the both of them settled at the table before fishing some plates and silverware from the cabinets and drawers.

I didn’t really like to eat off of shit out of hotels and shit like that, but at the moment we didn’t have a choice, so I went over to the sink to wash the shit before preparing their food.

“You’re pretty good at this,” Ms. Phyllis said.

“What?” I looked her way briefly.

“Parenting, it looks like you’re a natural at it.” She smiled.

“Naw, I just got to feed the li’l homies.”

“Mmm.”

That was all she said before disappearing into the room that they’d all slept in, probably to check in with my pops.

Ms. Phyllis was a dope ass woman. She was really caring and attentive, everything that a nigga like my pops didn’t deserve, yet she wouldn’t leave.

I’d asked her several times, even offered to put her up somewhere, but she declined, telling me I wouldn’t understand.

I knew it was more than what she let on, but if she didn’t want to tell me, then there was nothing that I could do about it.

“Why didn’t you guys wake me?” I heard Kehlani ask from behind me.

When I turned to face her, she was wearing one of my t-shirts, her hair was pulled to the top of her head, and her face was fresh. Literally the most beautiful that I had ever seen her.

“Good morning, Mommy!” the twins sang.

“Good morning, my babies.” She landed on a kiss each of their heads after the greeting and tossed a wink my way. I had to turn away quickly because this wasn’t the time for my body to be reacting.

“We had it. We did hygiene together and all, right twins?”

“Yep, and we got to pick out all the food too, Mommy,” Jocey added.

“We got your favorites too.” Si pointed to the plate that held the French toast.

Their mother beamed. “You sure did, thank you. Are you eating with us?”

I pointed to the counter. “Protein shake. I can’t eat heavy like that while I’m fighting. Sit and eat with them though, I need to check in with my uncle and Zach.”

She nodded and took a seat at the table just as Ms. Phyllis walked out of the room to join them at the table. When I was inside my room, I closed the door and grabbed my phone from the charger on the nightstand.

I noticed all of the missed calls from Zoey and sighed.

She hadn’t stopped since I’d ended shit last week.

A nigga felt a little bad, but not that much because I was transparent as hell.

I hadn’t given them an inkling of an idea that we were going to be on no exclusive shit.

As a matter of fact, it had always been the opposite.

I scrolled to Kecia’s number and dialed her.

“What?” she barked as soon as the call connected.

“Lose the fucking attitude, bro.”

“Why are you calling me, JV? I thought you were done.”

I shrugged like she could see me. “I am. I was just trying to check on Zoey. She been blowing my shit up.”

“First of all, I’m not her damn keeper. I dropped her off at her house when we left yours and I haven’t heard from her since. Secondly, how did you think she would be acting? She’s been super attached to you since the beginning and you dropped her for a bitch that you don’t even know.”

“I ended things for my career,” I corrected.

“As if the fucking world didn’t see you fawning over her all over national fucking TV last night, JV, but whatever makes you sleep better at night.”

“Whatever, just check on her. I don’t want her doing no crazy shit on account of me, I can’t deal with that.”

“Right because God forbid you actually show some kind of emotion for someone other than yourself.”

“I actually was truthful about my intentions from the beginning so that we could avoid the attitude you have right now and so that we wouldn’t be dealing with this shit with Zoey.”

“Nigga I don’t?—”

I disconnected the call before she could even finish because I didn’t call to argue or go back and forth with her.

I just wanted her to go check Zoey out and make sure that she hadn’t hurt her fucking self or no shit.

I was in the middle of changing my image, so that was the last thing that I needed.

I needed to stay focused on the task at hand, my career.

And maybe even where shit was quickly going for Lani and me.