ALL TO MYSELF

XXII - Liyah

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I looked at Alonzo and the flowers.

"It's her birthday. I never miss a year. I never stopped loving her."

"Thank you for bringing her flowers."

"At least now she can't throw them away," he chuckled. "It's so good to see you. I can't believe my little girl's all grown up."

"Little girl?" I asked as my voice cracked.

"She never told you," he frowned, realizing I had no idea who he was. "Aaliyah, I'm your father."

"Leave before you wake my baby. Get out!"

I woke up to the sound of Mama yelling in the kitchen. I was scared because I've never heard her yell so I just sat in bed and cuddled with my teddy bear.

"She's my daughter too, Shelia. I want to be there for her."

"She's 5. It's too late."

"I wanted to be here! I asked you to marry me, to be a family. You said no."

"We're in the middle of a war! You get called at a moment's notice and have to leave to go to another country. Do you think it's fair to me, to her, to answer the door to a folded flag? I'm not doing that to her!"

"I got drafted, Shelia. There was nothing I could do. I didn't want to leave you to go through this alone!"

"I need to protect my child, Alonzo. I'm sorry but I think it's best for her if you're just not in the picture."

"She's going to find out one day. I hope you're ready to deal with that."

I woke up in the hotel room with Pluto staring at me.

"What happened?" I asked sitting up.

"You passed out. You okay?" he asked with concern.

"Yeah, I just got overwhelmed. Where is he?"

"We left him at the cemetery. He gave me his information and offered to stop by and talk when you were ready."

"No. I just wanna go home."

Without another word, we were on our way back to the airport.

two weeks later

"Hey, babe," I smiled, poking my head in the room.

Since moving in, I rearranged a lot of things in the house and turned part of the home studio into a man cave for Pluto when he had friends or his sons over. Big mistake because now that he's taking a break from working, he spends most of his time down there.

"Hey, baby," he replied kissing my arm as I sat on his lap to watch him play the game.

"I finally called my dad."

"Oh shit. How'd it go?" he asked, pausing it to give me his attention.

"Surprisingly well. I just hate that he feels so guilty for not being there for me when it wasn't his fault."

"I'm proud of you for reaching out. I know you been trying to distract yourself by working more and rearranging the house but this was necessary."

"I would've never known if it wasn't for you taking me to her grave. Thank you. I've been feeling a lot better."

"I noticed. You know I'll move mountains to see you happy. I love you, Liyah."

"I love you more."

He gave me a quick kiss to get back to playing the game but I took the controller out of his hands, throwing it to the other side of the couch before kissing him again.

"10 minutes, Liyah," he begged as I kissed his neck.

"No, right now."

He let out a soft moan before picking me up, kissing me as he carried me up the stairs. We made our way to the bedroom and he placed me down on the bed, taking his shirt off as I removed his sweatpants, his hard dick almost hitting me in the face.

"Why aren't you wearing underwear?" I laughed, looking up at him.

"You keep moving shit, I can't find em."

He placed his hand on my cheek as I kissed his tip, slowly placing him in my mouth as he let out a soft moan. I started sucking him, using both my hands to massage him as his hands found their way to my hair. I looked up at him, tapping his dick on my tongue before going faster.

"Fuck, I love my lil nasty slut," he moaned, removing himself from my mouth and leaning down to kiss me.

I sucked his tongue and moaned in his mouth before he softly slapped my face and grabbed me by the neck.

"What you been watching?" he raised his eyebrow staring deep into my eyes.

I stared back, trying to figure out if he was angry or not. He snatched me off of the bed, turning me around before sliding my leggings and panties down, tearing some of the stitching in the process. He pushed my head down on the bed, teasing me with his tip.

"You wanna be nasty? I'll show you nasty."

He slid inside of me and began pounding me hard and fast, forcing moans out of me as he slapped my ass. I gripped the sheets, feeling something warm and wet fall onto my second hole. He used his thumb to massage it as he began sliding his thumb deep inside me.

"Fuck!" I cried, trying to move before he grabbed me around my neck with his free hand.

My arch deepened and he placed his foot on the bed, hitting my spot.

"You wanted to be nasty, huh?" he grunted.

I couldn't even think, let alone respond. My legs started shaking with both of my holes stuffed as I reached back to push him away. He grabbed both of my arms, pulling them behind my back as he continued pumping in and out of me, bringing me closer to my orgasm. My walls tightened around him as my moans got trapped in my throat and tears began running down my face. He slowed his strokes just as I was on edge, wrapping my legs around his waist while my arms were still on the bed. He continued, hitting spots I didn't even know I had.

"My arms, baby," I managed to get out before they gave out under me, making me fall between the bed and his legs.

"Shit, this even better."

With my head on the floor and the rest of my body leaning against the bed, he turned and dropped dick in me sideways. His curve began tapping on my spot as he grabbed my foot, snatching off my sock to put my toes in his mouth. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my moans turned into screams, back on the edge of my orgasm.

"I'm about to cum, I'm about to cum!" I yelled before I released all over him.

He came inside of me, pulling my body onto the bed before I hit the floor. I struggled to catch my breath as I came down from the most intense orgasm I've ever had. He rolled over, grabbing my face to pull me into a kiss before staring into my eyes.

"I wanna marry you," he said softly.