Ch. 7

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Judah
2023
10 years later

Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday wifey
Happy birthday to you.

I song to Icelynn as she bashfully hid behind the oversized cardigan she wore over her matching panties and bra set. I smirked at her shy ass. 30 year old Icelynn had grown a whole fucking lot. Thick in all the right places thanks to my son, Buddah, that she carried so fucking beautifully just three years ago. Full ass lips plump on her yellow ass face. So it only made sense that she brought in hella bread on instagram just for giving insight on Autism and her day and life of a mom and wife who was on the spectrum. Crazy how the very shit that people played her for all her life made her a millionaire in her own right. She was already that the day she said I do but now she had her own bag. Me and baby girl was going bag for bag on any given day. 10 years ago we moved out here to Los Angeles and life really only been up since.

"Why you do that?" She said softly walking up to me as I sat the cake down. Nodding my head for her to blow the candle out she shook her head as I shrugged leaning forward I made a wish and blew the candle out. Same shit I wished for on her birthday every year.

"You act like we got some hidden cameras in here or some." I said as she pulled her cardigan up to hide her pretty ass smile before pointing towards the book shelf as I smirked looking at her. Knowing she'd put a camera up. It was her thing recording us doing any and everything.

"Want to make another type of movie?" I asked as she laughed out loud this time. My baby personality peeked one random day and no lie that shit like fucked a nigga up because I literally thought Icelynn was perfect then she start laughing and shit and got more perfect.

"Come on." She said turning to go back towards the couch dropping her cardigan it's crazy after all these years one look at her have my dick so hard my stomach hurt.

Ass jiggled with each step as I followed behind her pulling my short locs up into a ponytail my Fendi briefs were the only thing I had on so I slipped them down and off with each step I took. My 9 inches sprang to life as she assumed the position on the couch. Looking over her shoulder she smirked. That damn smirk.

"Come make love to me daddy." She said as I laughed but coming to do exactly that. Icelynn didn't do pet names. Not to me anyway. Our son got every pet name you can think of but most days I'm just Judah so whenever she did call me some term of endearment it made me feel like a young nigga all over again.

After spending the night making love to my wife I was pissed that I had to leave to head to Georgia. 10 years ago we agreed to keep my family away from her... and what we had and I'd kept my word. So when it came to the family business I often flew back and forth between here and Georgia. While her and my son stayed behind I'd be sick the entire time I was gone. Our son didn't show signs of autism but them saying we would have a slow baby and dream would be raising him kept Icelynn reclusive when it came to our child. I didn't blame her. She kept him close and away from both of our families. Dream felt it the most because one day they were close as two sisters could be and the next she was packing moving in with me before we decided to leave the state all together. My brothers weren't respecting my wishes and kept popping up at places they'd know I'd be with my girl. Each siblings hated the other partner. Dream blamed me for moving her across country and my brothers blamed her for not having a relationship with their nephew. We didn't give a fuck about how they felt.

"What's wrong?" Icelynn asked walking in the room with a bowl of fruit and Buddha following close behind her with his eyes on me.

"Daddy." He said but stayed close to his mom who had crawled on the other side of the bed. I couldn't even blame him I was obsessed with her too.

"I don't want to leave y'all." I said honestly as she smiled Buddah climbing over her legs sitting between the two of us.

"Want us to come?" This was the first time she ever asked some shit like this.

"You would?" I asked turning to look at her as she handed Buddah a blueberry putting three in her own mouth as I tilt my head she laughed chewing her berries.

"I'm not going to choke boy. I haven't done that in years give me credit. Food therapy is working. Your money is being spent so graciously." She said as I laughed. "Yes we can come. Can I bring Makai?" She asked talking about her friend the sister to one of my homeboys. I nodded my head knowing she could bring whoever as long as I didn't have to go by myself.

"Fine we'll come. That doesn't mean I'm cool with your brothers. I do want to see Dream. Let her meet Buddah Butt." She said leaning in towards our son who smiled big reaching for some of her cantaloupe and she let him.

"Can my family meet him?" I asked. I could do whatever I pleased but it's some about getting her approval that I respected more.

"I guess." She said smirking. "You know that one thing you did last night?" She asked bashfully causing me to blush as I nodded my head.

"It was wet but I liked it." She said as I laughed.

"Say you like that salad getting tossed huh. You want daddy to eat them grocery?" I asked leaning across the bed pecking the side of her mouth as she smiled teeth perfectly aligned in her sexy ass mouth.

"You are so nasty Mr. Black" she puckered up for me to kiss her as our son watched us frowning.

"Why you always kissing my mom?" He asked in his small ass voice. I loved this damn kid.

"Because I love her young nigga." I said as he laughed.

"I love her too." He said crawling up to kiss her on the cheek.

"I know because you a little me and we love us some Icelynn." I said as he nodded before I reached in to give him a pound.

"I love you too dada." He said crawling over to kiss my cheek as well. A nigga heart melted.

"Son I swear you could never love me like I love you. You my soul boy!" I said truthfully. I love my family and if cutting off the family I come from to get this right here I would do it a thousand times again.

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