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Crystal flinched, gasping at the sound of her husband's voice as he appeared behind her in the bathroom mirror. “Oh my god, Mike.” One hand clutched to her chest, the other gripping the edge of the sink, she leaned toward it taking a relieved breath. “I didn't even hear you come in here.”
“I was being stealthy.” He wore a silly smile on his face, but she wasn't as amused, frowning just slightly.
“You scared the shit out of me.”
“My bad," he laughed, quietly, "I didn't mean to.”
“And aren’t you early?”
“Ok, so, check this out.” He stepped closer, placing his hands onto the marble down at her sides, caging her in. “I been thinkin' about you aaaall day, baby. And I couldn’t wait to get home.”
She dried her hands on the small towel hanging next to her, grinning up at his scrumptious reflection. “You missed me?”
“Mhm. So bad, baby.”
A bigger smile was creeping onto her face as he sat his cap and glasses down by the sink, but then she realized something. Her brows scrunched in confusion. “Why are we talking so low?”
“Tink is sleep.”
“Oh, ok. That must’ve just happened.”
“Which means we got 'bout fifteen minutes, give or take,” he said, hurrying out of his t-shirt and tossing it to the floor.
Her head jerked forward, lips pursed, but she was only partially confused now. “Um, to do what?”
Ignoring her completely, he curved his arms around her waist and licked his lips, trailing wet kisses at the crook of her neck.
“Nope.” She whipped around to face him, throwing her hands up to his bare chest before he could wrap her up too tightly. Or get her too loose.
“Why not?”
He was frowning like she was the one not making any sense. So, naturally, she frowned back, aware that he was the actual crazy person.
“Baby, what if she wakes up? What if she walks in here?”
He shrugged. “Lock the door.”
“But, then, what if she needs one of us and we’re in here with the door locked? Being nasty.”
“Baby, I need you.”
“Mike, you gotta focus, boo,” she instructed, snapping her fingers near his face. “Focus.”
He sighed and dropped his head in defeat. He knew she was right, but his hunger was outpacing all of his good sense right now. “If she needs one of us, I can move quickly.”
“Ok, but she’s right in our bed. What if she hears something? She could be scarred for the rest of her little life.”
“Simple. You the loud one. Just be quiet.”
Her eyes widened as her jaw fell slack, into a smile. “Not ‘Mr. huff and puff, moan and groan’ tryna play me--” They both ducked into near-silent laughter, throwing their hands up to catch the noise before it could go too far. “You be quiet, too, shit.”
“Ok, ok. I will. So, come ooon.” He pressed his body against her plushness, allowing her to feel all the frustration he'd been carrying around with him. Her stomach did a violent flip.
“Mike… I don’t know about this.” She bit her bottom lip, carefully sliding her hands down to his abs, knowing she was very close to giving in. He knew it, too.
“Mama… please," he whispered right against her ear, grazing it lightly with his soft lips. "You know you love the way I make you feel.”
He raised one of her legs and pushed himself even closer, sinking his starving fingers into the suppleness of her thigh. The desperation in his words as well as his unsteady movements had her soaking her panties.
“Baby,” she released a frustrated sigh, “...we can’t. Not while Tink’s in here.”
“But she’s asleep, Crys. Come on, we wastin' precious time.”
She stared at him for a second, just to see how serious he was. He stared back with the eyes of a man who didn’t have a playing bone in his body. Without warning, he grabbed her waist and lifted her up onto the sink, sending more than a few of her products tumbling. One even rolled onto the floor.
“Michael!” she whispered, intensely.
“Just let me…” he begged, going straight for her lips. She dodged his kiss, but his hand was caressing her thigh and slowly creeping up her shorts. “Let me make that pussy feel good.”
She gasped when his lips touched her neck right as those filthy words entered her ears. He was talking to her like their baby wasn’t right in the next room. His brain wasn’t in full control and hers was about to follow, her glossy walls clenching around nothing, begging to be touched.
"But, babe, you know it's just a cat nap. She ain't even sleep for real," she breathed, eyes closed, neck stretched out and giving him more space.
"We got 'bout ten minutes now."
He was relentless. In the moment, there was only one logical thing she could think to do. She knew she would pay handsomely for it later, but that was a problem for future Crystal. “…Tink, baby, daddy’s home!” she suddenly yelled, covering her face right after.
She watched through her fingers as he backed away, blinking slowly, eyes wide. “Crys…” he whispered. She licked her tongue out at him, laughing uncontrollably at the genuine shock in his expression. He shook his head, unable to hold his laughs seeing her lose it. "I can't believe you, girl.”
"I'm sorryyyy! I didn't know what else to doooo!"
His head slumped back and he huffed toward the ceiling, so dramatically. Of course, she just laughed harder. About two seconds later, Tink ran into the bathroom with a huge smile, rubbing the residual sleep from her eyes. “Daddyyyy!”
“Tiiiiiink!” He scooped his baby girl up, peppering kisses onto her cute little face through her giggles. Then he turned back to Crys swinging her legs up on the sink, and cupped his hand over Tink's ear. “That ass gettin' put smoove through the mattress tonight. Believe that.” Crys' mouth dropped. He'd spoken softly, but he didn't want that to curb the severity of his statement. “And I'm not playin'.”
"Oop!" She pulled her lips in and bit them, letting her head fall. She knew she was in trouble, but it was undoubtedly her favorite kind. She couldn't wait for the sun to go down. "Well, put me through it then."
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All that war. Or whatever the hell else you been doin' in Chicago. And you back here in front of me. Two arms, two legs, two eyes, and a brain that work. How you know I ain't pray and work every root my grandmama taught me to keep you and that crazy brother of yours safe every day since you been gone?
You still got that mojo bag.
That’s what happens when you’re likable and have the ability of making real life friends. Some people really lack social skills and have to resort lies, fallacies, and making multiple fake accounts.
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