My Ward My Woman

“Let’s not move. Let’s stay here like this all night.” I leaned down to kiss her hair and put my arms around her more securely. “I like the idea of going to sleep with my scent in you, on you.” I pulled her up higher until our lips met before settling her on my chest again.

Neither of us said anything for the longest while, both seemingly lost in our own thoughts. “Promise me you’ll let me give you lots of babies Alexandra.”

“As many as you want.” She rubbed my chest.

“Good girl.”

I wasn’t hungry either so we both laid there in silence, the day finally catching up to us as we drifted off.

17

Solomon

I was extremely over protective of her for the next couple of days. I took her to school in the mornings and picked her up in the evenings. She refused to let me out of her sight when we were together, and when she had to go to school and me work she called me every time she got the chance.

I’d gone to see Jessica the day after her big announcement. It was a necessary evil but not one I was looking forward to. I still wasn’t sure how I felt about the child and I hate to say it but I hadn’t really given much thought to the baby. It didn’t seem real yet.

Alexandra was pissed that I was going to be in the same room with my ex and it took some doing to calm her high-strung ass down. I understood her completely though, especially when she posed the question of what I would do if the tables were turned.

I damn near choked the life out of her for asking me that shit, and the hard fuck that followed put that shit right out of her head. I’m thinking she knew not to even suggest such a thing to me ever again. In fact, it took a solid day of constant fucking to get the picture out of my head and the bad taste from my mouth.

Once she realized what that shit did to me, she decided to torture me with it. If I thought for a second she was serious about that shit I’d really tie her to my bed and never let her see the light of day again. Since that shit was all kinds of fucking illegal, I satisfied myself with fucking her into submission. There was no more talk about it. She was too busy screaming from getting her sore pussy soothed by my tongue.

I had to keep her pussy stuffed because when we weren’t fucking or I wasn’t pleasuring her with my tongue, she was fretting about Jessica and the baby. The more time went on though, the more her old assertiveness came back. Once she accepted that I wasn’t going to leave her for the child, she relaxed and went back to her shit. Trying to run me.

It looks like I was going to be spending the next nine months caught between a hellion and a she witch. Jessica had already started making demands, none of which I planned to give into. She seemed to have it all planned out without asking my opinion. I don’t know what world she was living in, but it was as if in her mind the baby wiped clean all the shit I hated about her. Fat fucking chance.

I had no doubt that I would love my kid when he or she was born but I had to stop her before she embarrassed herself. “I’m not planning to hold your hand through this pregnancy, unless there’s some kind of emergency of course. I’ve moved on. By the time you told me you were pregnant we were already long over. I don’t get why you think that that’s going to change.”

“You’ll come around. I know how much you love kids. Look at how well you’ve taken care of your little ward all these years.” I wanted to wipe that smirk off her face. And why did I get the feeling she was playing me? I didn’t let on to any of the thoughts that were running through my head, but I did make sure there was no question of us becoming an item again.

“Whatever you have going on in that head of yours, I suggest you forget it. I have someone in my life already, I’ve moved on.” She acted as though my words went in one ear and out the other, which was fine. She could do whatever the fuck she wants it wasn’t going to change a damn thing for me.

Even mom had raised the question of whether or not I was going to marry Jessica and give the kid my name. Like me fucking myself over was going to be any good for the kid. She wouldn’t be the first single mother in the world and it wasn’t like I wasn’t going to take care of my kid. I just didn’t plan on having anything to do with the mother.