Page 117 of Lyric Squared

I love you, too.

I miss you.

Her legs locked as her hands trembled, signaling her climax although she remained silent. My strokes intensified as Lyric’s pussy became ridiculously moist.

“Shit pathetic.”

My dick slid in and out of her as her pussy cried out to me. Each time I looked down at where we connected, I had to refrain from letting my shit rip because she’d shined my dick better than a shiner in the middle of the airport. My black ass skin glistened with her juices, a white ring forming at the base of me. It was as if I’d coated myself with melted butter. Lyric was drenched. If she ever thought I’d sit around and watch another nigga enjoy the fruits of her labor then she was sadly mistaken.

I don’t want anybody but you.

Let’s make this thing work.

Over and over, her pussy exposed her true feelings and desires, bringing me closer to my nut with each word.

I’m having your baby.

Those words milked me like a fucking cow, stiffening my limbs as I released my load inside of Lyric. It had been far too long since I’d been inside of her, leaving me with no choice but to release.

SEVENTEEN

A mother.The revelation continued to circulate in my head. The chilliness of the room coupled with my nervousness caused trembling hands and legs as I sat on the long, disposable sheet of paper that covered the bed.

A mother. The thought crossed my mind again as I looked over to Keanu who had his head planted in a pamphlet. He’d grabbed every one in sight as we passed through the waiting room on the way to the back. As soon as we entered the door and checked in, we were called to the back. The fact that it was his aunt’s personal practice, there was no waiting for us. We’d only been in the room for five minutes and already there was a knock at the door.

“Knock. Knock,” Brandi, Keanu’s aunt, announced her entry. She pulled gloves from the box on the wall and put them on both hands.

“What’s up, Auntie?” Keanu greeted her.

“Hi, son. Lyric,” she called my name, turning her head in my direction.

“Good afternoon.”

“You look stunning, per usual,” she complimented.

“Thanks.”

“So, we’re having a baby?”

Her smile was contagious. It was quite obvious she was attempting to contain her excitement, but the suppression was obvious in her clutched fists and wide eyes.

“Seems that way,” I responded with a nod.

“Nervous any?”

“A lot. It has been a full twenty four hours since we’ve discovered the pregnancy, and I’m still trying to wrap my head around it all.”

“You, Ken?”

Poised and seemingly unfazed, he responded, “I’m cool.”

His aunt immediately turned to face me again, and we both shared a knowing stare. Keanu was saving face. Just like me, he was all nerves and questions.

“So, today, we’re going to get you an ultrasound to see how far along you are. According to your chart, you missed your last period and possibly the one before but you’re not certain.”

“Correct. I used to write it all down, but I haven’t for the last six or so months so it’s a bit foggy.”

“That’s completely fine. We know that you’re at least a full month along, and we can figure out the rest with measurements and visible progress of the baby from the ultrasound. Anything you’re hoping for? Girl, boy?”