Mr. Officer (Urban literature)

Chapter 12: Tension

"Thank you for having me." Diana said as she packed her suitcase. I helped her fold some clothes and grab her other belongings.

"You can come anytime Diana, don't forget that."

Diana sighed. "Maybe Eden can come with me next time." She said, referring to her husband.

It wouldn't be bad to have him over, but I can already see the arguments Eden and his son will have while he's here.

"Is everything okay between you and Mr. Buhari?" I asked.

Diana put a perfectly folded shirt in the suit case. "Eden and I are drifting apart."

"What do you mean?"

She sighed. "We do not have a good relationship anymore. We don't have the type of love you and Malik have."

I chuckled. "Malik and I do not have a perfect relationship. Besides, y'all are older, which means your romance kinda dies down."

"The thing is, we never had romance. You would think we was in love and happy with each other, but truthfully we wasn't."

I put the folded pants on the bed. "Then why get married?"

"Because I had Emily. My father forced us to get married. Emily and Malik knows about the whole situation."

"Why not get a divorce?"

"Back then we didn't believe in divorce. But if we did, then I still would of stayed."

"Why?"

This kind of reminds me of my mother; she staying with a man that she does not love.

Diana shrugged. "Because of my children and benefits he can give them. I wasn't working at the time, and Eden controlled all the money."

"Wow. Is that why there's tension between Malik and Eden. Because he mistreated you."

Diana shook her head. "I don't know. One day Malik loved his father and the next, they are fighting over the little things. You have to ask Malik yourself." She zipped up her suitcase before setting it down on the wheels.

"Ma you ready?" Malik walked in with a gray t-shirt, black pants, his black Rolex, black Jordan retro 6 and his Baltimore Ravens cap.

He practically looked sexy.

"Yeah. Grab my suitcase." Diana ordered.

Malik grabbed her suitcase and walked out the room. Diana walked to me with her arms open. I met her half way and gave her a huge hug. "I'm so glad you spent time with us."

"Aww baby. I'm glad I was here. Take care of my grandchild." Diana pulled away and put a hand over my stomach.

"I will. In the next eight months, you'll see him or her."

"Can't wait."

"Ma!" Malik yelled.

"Let me go before I kill him." She turned on her heel, with her old purse on her shoulder before walking out our room. "Boy! Stop yelling!" I heard her say.

"Ow." Malik hissed. "You didn't have to hit me."

"If you had some manners, maybe I wouldn't be hitting you. Now take my bags downstairs before you make me late for my flight."

"Aight. Jeez."

I laughed. Them two together is like- well I can't really describe them, but they are hilarious.

"Bye Tasha!" Diana yelled.

"Bye!" I yelled back.

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I stirred the pot of curry chicken with my wooden spoon, as Malik walked into the kitchen with nothing on but basketball shorts.

"Ma is in Florida safely." He said. His arms was wrapped around my stomach with his chin in my shoulder.

"That's good." I took a small scope of the curry sauce and lifted it up to Malik's mouth.

He got the message and put his lips in the spoon. "That's good."

"It's your mom's recipe."

"Great." Malik licked his lips before connecting them to my sweet spot on my neck. "You're so beautiful." He said against my skin.

"No dessert before dinner."

"I want my cookie now." He said. Which made me laugh.

"You're cookie? From what I learned in health class, I control and own everything on my body."

"Yes you do, but that pussy is mine." His lips moved up to my earlobe. "I'm going to tear it up."

I yelped from the sharp sting that went through my left cheek.

"What has gotten in to you?" I turn off the stove and turn to my sex beast fiancé.

Malik shrugged. "Nothing. Just want to give my fiancé some loving." He pulled me into his chest before capturing my lips.

I managed to pull away. "Whoa. That- maybe-" his lips was on mine once again. Malik picked me up easily.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and moaned in his mouth. Malik put my back against the refrigerator before lifted up my night shirt; reveling my boy boxers.

"Fuck." I moaned once I felt his long middle finger inside of me.

Gosh. He tore my underwear.. He's such a beast.

I wrapped my arms around his neck while I devoured his lips.

Oh my fuck!!!

Malik soon replaced his finger with his long, thick self. He did not start off slow; it was rough, fast and gave me so much pleasure. The fridge shook behind me; making the milk and other products cling.

Oh shit!!

"Oh Fuck! Malik!" I screamed from the top of my lungs, while my legs quivered from my wonderful orgasm.

But Malik didn't stop there. He kept going until he found his release.

I leaned my head on the fridge and took a deep breath. "Wow."

"I told you, your pussy is mine." He said with a smirk on his face.

"Shut up."

"Are you okay?" He asked.

I nod. "Yeah, just worn out."

He finally let me down. Since I'm a little sore, I leaned on him for support.

"Just wait till bedtime." I heard the amusement in his voice. "You won't be walking tomorrow."

I groaned into his chest. "I dislike you and your great stamina."

"Aww, we love you too."

I rolled my eyes. My stomach soon growled. "I guess the baby is hungry."

"I love you."

I wrap my arms around him. "I love you too."

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Just a little something. I try my best to have a good sexual scene.

Like I said: try.

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