followed.
“ Ohhhh, Fuckkkkkk.” he yelled as violent spasms consumed his body as he thrust the last of his seed into the depths of her womb.
****
“Damn woman I've missed you.” Kahlil slowly eased out of Brandie and gently kissed her plump lips.
“ I've missed you too, Kahlil.” Brandie smiled. Her complete glow of satisfaction of being thoroughly pleased had him hard all over again.
“You know, you never answered my question.” Kahlil said as he walked them over to the couch and sat down.
“What question?” Brandie asked puzzled.
“Do you still love me?”
“I never stopped loving you. But I resented you for a minute after I lost the bab-baby.”
“What, Brandie ? What baby?” Kahlil frowned.
Brandie took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Instantly an image of her sitting in her doctor’s office crying hysterically as he told her that she’d lost her baby.
“After you left I found out that we were expecting but had a miscarriage a month later.”
“Damn, baby I’m so sorry. Man, I really fucked up.”
“It's not your fault. I understand why you left now. I still don't agree but I finally understand.”
“No Brandie, I still should’ve been there. I should’ve been there; our child would still be alive if it wasn’t for me.”
“Kahlil don’t blame—”
Kahlil placed his hand on Brandie's flat stomach and instantly regret began to consume him. He sat deep in thought for almost half an hour before slipping back into the present.
“Even still Bran, I should’ve been there for you. Do you know how much I love you , woman?”
“I have an idea.” Brandie smiled.
“Do you know how badly I want to make love to you again?”
“No not a clue.”
“Well, let me give you a clue.” Kahlil said as he placed Brandie's hand on his dick. “How's that for a clue?”
“Oh, I don’t know, I need something more.” Kahlil scooped her up in his arms. “I'm about to give you all the something more you need, only slower this time. And after you've been seduced and thoroughly made love to by the General again, call dude you was seeing and tell him it's over.”
“Only if you make me.”
“Oh I'll make you alright. Keep playing and I'll make you call his phone and put him on speaker so he can hear you moaning.”
“You wouldn't?”
“Want to bet?”
“ Ohhhh, Fuckkkkkk.” he yelled as violent spasms consumed his body as he thrust the last of his seed into the depths of her womb.
****
“Damn woman I've missed you.” Kahlil slowly eased out of Brandie and gently kissed her plump lips.
“ I've missed you too, Kahlil.” Brandie smiled. Her complete glow of satisfaction of being thoroughly pleased had him hard all over again.
“You know, you never answered my question.” Kahlil said as he walked them over to the couch and sat down.
“What question?” Brandie asked puzzled.
“Do you still love me?”
“I never stopped loving you. But I resented you for a minute after I lost the bab-baby.”
“What, Brandie ? What baby?” Kahlil frowned.
Brandie took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Instantly an image of her sitting in her doctor’s office crying hysterically as he told her that she’d lost her baby.
“After you left I found out that we were expecting but had a miscarriage a month later.”
“Damn, baby I’m so sorry. Man, I really fucked up.”
“It's not your fault. I understand why you left now. I still don't agree but I finally understand.”
“No Brandie, I still should’ve been there. I should’ve been there; our child would still be alive if it wasn’t for me.”
“Kahlil don’t blame—”
Kahlil placed his hand on Brandie's flat stomach and instantly regret began to consume him. He sat deep in thought for almost half an hour before slipping back into the present.
“Even still Bran, I should’ve been there for you. Do you know how much I love you , woman?”
“I have an idea.” Brandie smiled.
“Do you know how badly I want to make love to you again?”
“No not a clue.”
“Well, let me give you a clue.” Kahlil said as he placed Brandie's hand on his dick. “How's that for a clue?”
“Oh, I don’t know, I need something more.” Kahlil scooped her up in his arms. “I'm about to give you all the something more you need, only slower this time. And after you've been seduced and thoroughly made love to by the General again, call dude you was seeing and tell him it's over.”
“Only if you make me.”
“Oh I'll make you alright. Keep playing and I'll make you call his phone and put him on speaker so he can hear you moaning.”
“You wouldn't?”
“Want to bet?”
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