Chapter Thirty-five
“To love abundantly is to live abundantly, and to love forever is to live forever.”
—Henry Drummond
We arrived in New Orleans two days after Christmas. I was lost about what to get Jemistry for a present, but the choice became obvious when her Nissan Rouge was diagnosed with a bad transmission. Rather than go through all of that, I insisted that she let me purchase her a new vehicle. I wanted to surprise her but decided against it. I wanted her to get what she wanted. She was the one who would have to drive it, and she would be carting my seed, TJ, around in it so it, had to be safe.
Being quite nerdish when it comes to wanting to know every detail about something before I make a high-price-tag purchase, I surfed the Internet and landed on the Insurance Institute for Highway Safety web site and printed off their list for the top safety picks for 2014. When Jemistry had arrived home on her last day before winter break, we went over it together, selected a few to go check out, and ended up purchasing a forest-green Acura MDX with a butter leather interior.
Jemistry surprised me with a Breitling Chronomat watch that had to cost at least six grand. I was not expecting such a lavish gift. Even though she made about a hundred forty thousand a year as a principal, I still didn’t think she had to go that far.
She laughed at me when I tried to get her to take it back. “Two things,” she said. “It’s engraved and if you weren’t so busy complaining, you would’ve seen that already. Secondly, you refuse to let me pay any bills around this mickey so I need to spend money on something. You already bought me a car, so I bought you a watch.” She planted a kiss on my lips as we lay in bed together when she had presented me with the present. “So, Doctor Harris, read your inscription and miss me with all that.”
We both laughed as I removed the watch from the case and flipped it over. It read:
Tevin, I want all of my days to begin and end with you. Always yours, Jemistry
“That’s very sweet, baby.”
“Glad you like it.” Jemistry reached down under the blanket and started rubbing my dick. “Enough of the sappy, romantic talk. Fuck me like I stole something.”
I chuckled and reached under the blanket and into her panties and started playing with her pussy. “You’re always so wet.”
“That’s because you make me that way.”
She started kissing and licking all over my chest. A lot of women sleep on the fact that men are aroused by that. Just because we don’t have tits, it doesn’t mean that we’re not sensitive there. Jemistry knew that it excited me.
I started moaning as we continued to play with each other’s privates.
“You’re going to drive me insane,” I whispered. And I was not even lying. Her scent was driving me wild as we played with each other’s tongues.
Jemistry tossed the blanket completely off the bed, slid out of her panties while I kicked my pajama pants off, and then impaled her pussy on my dick. She started grinding on me like she was a windmill. Then she started snapping her pussy onto my dick. Crazy!
“You like that, baby?” she asked, finally breaking the kiss and coming up for air.
“You know I like it. Work that pussy, sweetheart.”
She dug her fingertips into my chest and started pouncing up and down on my dick.
She threw her head back and I watched her breasts, getting more and more succulent as her pregnancy progressed, swirl around in circles. I grabbed a hold of them and squeezed. She let out a moan of pleasure.
“Oh, Tevin!” she screamed out as she came the first time, and kept going.
I let go of one of her breasts and rested my hand on her stomach, trying to see if the baby was moving or seemed like he was under stress. Even though I had been given all of the reassurances in the world, I would be concerned until TJ made his entrance into the world. But I had stopped talking about it all the time. I didn’t want to speak anything negative into existence.
Tevin Harris, Jr. was going to be the man, and Tevin Harris, Sr
. was going to be the man who kept his eye on the man. I was going to make sure that he had everything he could ever want, but he wasn’t going to be a spoiled brat either. I was going to have to find that perfect balance. He was going to play sports—basketball, baseball, football, soccer, and whatever else we could fit in. He wasn’t going to sit on his ass playing video games all day and end up with an obesity issue by the time he hit double digits in age. He was going to learn how to read and write early. He was going to learn his math facts so he never had to struggle once more difficult things were introduced. Like I said, the man.
I was thinking all of those things when I felt him kick. Then I immediately faked like I was ejaculating so Jemistry would feel like she had done what needed to be done to please me. I was only probably sixty to ninety seconds from busting a nut anyway but, lately, I had been putting on pretenses every now and then, finishing myself off later or just allowing my dick to deflate and calling it a day.
Jemistry collapsed beside me, breathing heavily. “Nothing like early-morning dick action.”
“You have a potty mouth,” I said, then chuckled. “If your students heard you talking like that, they’d talk mad shit.”
“My mouth is nothing compared to theirs. They are doing the most these days. When the spring semester starts, I’m going to have to crack down on kids sneaking off into vacant classrooms and closets trying to fuck or suck all over each other.”
I glanced over at Jemistry. “Really?”