Malibu

"Yara I know you hear me." I told her waiting on a response to why she was entertaining another man while still pregnant with my seed.

"We are just friends." She chuckled pulling out of the parking spot heading towards the road.

"Yeah right."

"Where's your car?" She asked.

"E got it, what are you about to drop me home?" I asked her.

"Yes."

"Are you at least making sure that nigga straps up?" I asked her feeling my heart beat quicken.

"Strap up for what, I didn't do it with you." She smirked.

"Pull over right here." I told her pointing to the side rail.

"Kris no."

"So you mean to tell me this nigga mixing his seeds with my kid up in there? Fuck no, HELL NO Yaralynn!" I scowled.

She ignored me continuing to drive down the highway.

"You still have clothes at my crib if you wanna shower there." I told her unlocking my phone texting Krish.

"Trouble in paradise?"

"Wouldn't be possible." I told her.

"Why not?"

"How if you're right here dodging a nigga?" I asked her.

"Whatever." She rolled her eyes.

"Yara I fucked that girl because I was single and she was tempting, since then I haven't touched her, I don't even look her way at work." I told her.

"Okay."

"Nah it's not okay though, the dumb shit that I did clearly hurt you mama and I'm truly sorry. I never intentionally wanted to hurt you because I really care about your feelings." I told her.

"What kind of soap do you have?" She asked changing the subject.

"Dr. Bronners."

"And does Krish still have a shea butter bar there?" She asked.

"Mama I got everything there that you use. I have the natural shea bar, the peppermint Dr. Bronners, the net cloth, the eye patches, skin peel, sugar scrub, and the whipped lotion." I looked at her.

"Okay, good because I need a good wash." She said turning on my street.

She didn't even know how good I was about to fold her.

Once we made it into the house she pushed my chest.

"No Kris."

"That pussy is mine Yara and I'm not sharing it at all so you might as well let that square ass nigga know now." I told her stripping down with her watching her chest rise and fall quickly.

"What are you scared for Yaralynn?" I rubbed her scalp slowly before kissing her.

"I'd never hurt you mama."

"Kris please." She whimpered wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Please what?" I asked wanting to hear her say it.

"I want you in me, but I know I don't need you in me." She said turning her head allowing the beads of water to flow down her back.

"If you don't need me then I'm not gonna force you to." I backed away picking up my washrag.

"Okay."

Watching her clean herself was even sexy, Yara was so feminine and I loved that about her.

I loved women who you didn't have to remind that they were women. I could tell that she was submissive but she wasn't gonna give me that now because of how I made her feel.

"Could you help me rinse this out please, my hair is growing so long and it's frustrating."

"All of this is yours?" I asked massaging the soap down her long strands.

Looking down at her breasts.

"Yes."

"I guess I didn't even have to ask if you were pregnant or not." I told her pointing to her nipples leaking milk.

"Sorry." She turned around quickly washing it off with the water.

Watching her rub all over herself made me rock startling her even more.

"Oh my god!" She jumped looking back at me.

"My fault." I grabbed my head holding it down waiting for my erection to drop.

"I can't have you hard that fast." She smirked.

"Yaralynn look at you. You're built like a fucking stallion in this damn shower and you expect a nigga to not wanna bend you over and put it all up in your guts." I bit my bottom lip.

"No Kris I can't."

"Okay and I respect that but watch out. I can't keep standing behind you because I'm tempted to break you off."

I wrapped my hands around her lower back and kneaded her back dimples. Hearing her moan a bit, I dropped my head on her shoulder picking her up.

"Gimmie kiss so I can get out." I told her needing to take a shower down the hall because I couldn't last in here with her.

She kept speaking on me following her but never realized that she fucked more than just my body, she fucked my mind and I have never had that before and she was killing me, she was literally driving my mind crazy.

"I just kissed you." She said looking away.

"Look at me and give me a kiss Yara." I told her sternly.

Not wanting to keep it up she leaned forward kissing my lips making the kneading deepen.

"Ahhh." She moaned holding my neck.

"That's your spot huh?" I asked kissing her again feeling my release build slowly.

"Krissss stop it." She held onto both of my forearms.

"Why did you make it seem like you were out here doing you when you're backed up like this?" I questioned her still kneading deeply in a circular motion.

She squirmed tightening her grip around my neck.

What women didn't know is their bodies told on them often.

A man could tell if she's been sexually active or just playing by herself.

The release that a man gave her loosened her back muscles opposed to her attempting to release herself even if she used a toy.

"Ohhh papi!" She kicked trying to line me up with her entrance.

"Tell me what you need mama." My eyes watered, she had me so messed up in the head it was ridiculous.

"You Kris I need you! I need all of you!" She screamed.

Her body was to the point that the pressure wasn't sitting in her back anymore, instead it was all down low.

Feeling myself make contact with her I groaned licking my lips.

"Yara I love you mama." I stared into her brown eyes.

"You're just pussy whipped." She told me as I walked us over to my bed.

Plunging into her I held her tight laying on my back .

"Ssss." She squirmed most likely new to the feeling of her entire body being activated during sex.

"Fuckkkk." I rotated slowly trying to take all of her good pussy without turning her insides into a baby cemetery.

Opening her legs more she sexed me back now holding onto my face.

"Goddd you're so big papi!" She moaned pulling my release without even trying.

Knowing that I was there she kissed me sloppier bouncing hard making sure she gripped me good.

"You can fuck all of this and still go out and find the time to hit a stripper." She chuckled slowly milking me.

"There's a difference between you and her though." My breathing got stuck.

"What's the difference?" She planted her feet holding her ankles while she bounced.

"Was I not straight forward with the fact that I wanted you?" She asked.

I pulled her sideways hitting her from the side.

"Ughhhh shittt!" She screamed cupping her pussy.

"You're mine Yara, no more running and no more games." I hit her bottom knowing I was too big to keep doing it.

"I'm. Not. Sharing!" I stroked her with each word spoken.

"Kris stop crying I'm not going anywhere." She held my face.

I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't even realize it.

Feeling my eyes roll back she contracted her muscles.

"Cum in your pussy." She held her breasts looking at me seductively.

Pulling out I nutted on her clit realizing that I would need time from her. If I went after her like I initially wanted to, I'd kill us all if shit didn't go as planned.

Picking up my phone I called Krish.

"Heyyy twin!" She screamed into the phone.

"Come get me, and come fast!"