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"I'm getting some dick tonight, or what?" Onika sat on the bathroom counter and watched me brush my teeth. I raised a brow.
Huh?
"Good morning to you, too?" She caught me completely off guard. At least when I asked we were already halfway through a conversation. Like?
"Good morning, Daddy," she placed a kiss on my cheek. "Are you gonna dick me down tonight?" She asked again and I couldn't stop the laughter that erupted from my throat.
I finished brushing my teeth, then washed my face, making her wait a little for my answer. Once I was done, I used her moisturizer and went about my business.
"Beyyy," she followed me, grabbing the back of my shirt and pulling me back. I almost fell on her little ass. Once I met her eyes she pouted. "Answer my question."
I hummed. "Not sure yet. You deserve it?" I used those same exact words she used on me and I already saw the tears forming in her eyes. She sniffled to sell it.
Lord.
"Y-you put a whole baby in me and you really wanna ask me if I deserve to get my back blown? I should just fucking do it m-myself then b-because you don't love me!" She cried. My eyes go wide.
"When did I say–" I was cut off by a loud sob. "Onika–"
"Don't s-speak to me." She threw herself down onto the bed and covered her entire body with the sheets. Dramatic.
If I'm so honest I thought it'd be another month or two before the crying would start. Momma said it'd be a lot, but damn. All this because I didn't confirm that I was gonna fuck her silly?
"Onika, baby, I was just joking." I honestly didn't think it was that serious.
She didn't say anything back and just continued to cry. She wouldn't even let me move the sheet from her face. I had to get her attention somehow so I slapped her ass and waited for a reaction.
She pulled the sheets off and glared at me. If looks could kill I'd be dead ten times over. "Princess, it was a joke. I'm sorry." I was apologizing like crazy, but she wasn't budging. Nic rolled her eyes extra hard making me frown. "Watch them eyes, I said sorry."
I was about to climb into bed, but she put her foot on my stomach and pushed me back. "No. Leave me alone."
"You trippin'. Don't think because it's your birthday I'ma let you play in my face, Onika. Behave." Doing too much for some dick. It's not that good... I mean it is, but this is craziness.
"Nigga, you tellin' me to behave? Now you really need to get the fuck out my face. Washed up ass dick." Pregnancy mouth is dangerous, what the actual fuck?
I grabbed her ankle and pulled her closer to me. Since she wants to play today, we can fucking play. Birthday or not, she been so damn on and off with this disrespectful shit since she found she was pregnant. Yesterday was fine because she was extremely excited and tired and, of course, family was around.
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