Acknowledge Me

Knowledge

"Love has nothing to do with what you're expecting to get only with what you are expecting to give which is everything" -Katherine Hepburn

"What's wrong with you now Toya?" I ask sighing heavily at my noticeably irate girlfriend. Here I am trying to engage in some porn-level activity and baby girl wants to have an attitude. It doesn't help that my baby has the sexiest fucking mad face on all of planet Earth; from the frown marring her beautiful dark chocolate face, her perfectly arched eyebrow, all the way down to the fist firmly placed on her supple hip. Baby is bad, and I can't helping wanting to replace that frown with a look of pure ecstacy.

"Hakeem are you listening to me!" Toya screeches bringing me back to the argument at hand immediately dousing my lusty train of thought.
"Why you trippin' on me LaToya," I ask standing to adjust my hard-on. I know enough about my lady to know that the quicker I find out the reason she's all up in arms the faster we can do what I want to do.
"I wouldn't be trippin' on you if you got a handle on these dusty little groupies. Why everytime I go on your Twitter or your Instagram, Shaniece's ratchet ass is doing the most? Why is she making you her MCM, flirting and shit? I told you to block that thot a month ago and you're just bound and determined to do what you want. You must be entertaining that bitch!" Toya yells getting more and more amped the more she speaks. Whenever Toya gets mad she starts talking with her hands and they are currently going a mile a minute.
I cock my head to the side, trying to gauge if we're really about to argue about some social media bullshit. Just to be certain, I ask, "Bae are we really about to argue about this stupid shit? I don't be entertaining that girl so I don't even know why we're having this conversation right now."
"You don't be entertaining that hoe, huh, but everytime I turn around she's lurking on your page. You're not entertaining her but you didn't block her like I told you to," Toya says swinging her finger in my face, instantly irritating me. I hate when she does that, swinging them little ass fingers in my face like they got a right to be there. "Matter of fact, Kim told me she saw Shaniece all up in your face the other day so tell another lie nigga." Toya continues her rant while mushing me in my face taking my irritation to anger.
I yoke Toya's little 5'3 ass up, "What I tell you about your hands LaToya? Keep playing and I got something for you." Before she has the chance to say some smart shit, I release my hold on her. "I don't know why you drive yourself crazy thinking I'm out here entertaining these broads when you know I'm all about you. If I'm not out chasing these checks or coolin' it with my bros who am I with? Everybody knows I'm gone off you, including you so I need you to chill out. You not about to disrupt our happy home over some bullshit social media so fix your face, that attitude and come give Daddy his pussy without all the extra." My tone doesn't leave room for argument and Toya knows I mean business which is why she switches her little ass back to our bedroom."
Toya and I have been together three years now and even though she obviously tears my nerves up she's it for me. When I said this girl got my head gone, it's not a joke. Off top, I was sprung. I met her when I went to my little brother's, Hassan, basketball game almost four years ago. I spotted my little cutie on the sidelines doing her thang in that short little cheerleader outfit. Toya had a head full of wild curls with the biggest almond shaped eyes that leaves you drowning in pools of gold flecked light brown irises. Her body was crazy stacked with a handful of breast, a small waist and just the right amount of booty. I don't know about y'all but these injected tits and asses ain't my steez. My baby looks like a woman, a real woman and from that night to this one I let her know how beautiful she is to me. Not to mention, my favorite feature of hers which are her juicy lips that I can kiss for hours upon hours.
Toya's physical appearance is on point but it wasn't just that, that drew me in. She just had an aura about her that I couldn't resist and as I got to know her the spiritual connection and attraction just intensified.
Of course Toya didn't make it easy on a brotha at all. I had to chase her hard: one reason being our 3 year age gap and the other being I was a bit of a knucklehead when we met. Despite it all I pursued her until I wore her down and it was one of the best decisions I've made in my life.
Toya has a heart of solid gold, sweet as can be and my Mama loves her and if MaDukes fools with you then you're the real deal because my Mama don't like nobody. Toya throws down in the kitchen and for a man like me that is absolutely essential. For the most part she doesn't kick up unnecessary drama, she matches my freak and fly and is my best friend before anything else. Toya is the definition of a homie, lover, friend and I can't get enough of her and the connection we share.
My bros are constantly ragging on the kid for being soft on my woman but I'm fine with that because I know I have a diamond at home. That's why I don't know why Toya throws the occasional tantrums she does because no one compares to her. I'm not gonna lie, I'm a man so I do look and hey every man likes a little attention but I've never cheated on Toya or even considered it. All that LaToya Lane is, is more than enough for me.
As I follow behind the sway of my lady's hips, I find myself in a trance. "Damn, that ass is sitting pretty in them shorts," I think to myself as I lust after my woman. A sudden thought comes to mind. "I know you didn't walk out the house in them little ass shorts." I blurt out stopping Toya in her tracks. Call me a male chauvinistic pig all you want but that there is unacceptable. Nobody needs to be getting an eyeful of my woman's goods but me. I don't play that and Toya knows that.
"What's wrong with my shorts Hakeem?" Toya asks like her cheeks ain't about to fall out the bottom of them shorts. Now I got an attitude. "What you mean, what's wrong with them shorts? I can see your ass, that's what's wrong." I say palming said ass to show her what I mean.
Toya rolls her eyes at me, "They are not that short but I was just at Kim's house anyway. It's hot and Kim acts like it's going to kill her to turn on the AC. I'm not trying to die of heat stroke fooling with that girl."
"Don't walk out the house with them little ass shorts on no more LaToya," I demand, ignoring the rest of her spiel because to me it ain't nothing but excuses. I love to see LaToya's body but I'm selfish and I feel I'm the only one who should get the pleasure of seeing that work of art.
"OK Hakeem," Toya says knowing it's pointless to argue with me. I take her hand and rush her along to the bedroom.
"How was work today baby?" I ask peeling Toya's clothes off layer by layer. Toya is one of the baddest stylist in Atlanta, Georgia but the beauty salon she works at, Too Pressed To Be Stressed, is nothing but a headache for Toya. Since Toya is the most sought after stylist in the shop, all the women including the owner love to hate and give Toya hell.
"I don't even want to talk about it Keem. They tear up my nerves so bad I swear baby." Toya says as she returns the favor peeling off my shirt.
I release Toya's perky breast from the confinement of her bra, making sure to give each a kiss before continuing, "I don't know why you don't just quit. I told you I'd help you get your own shop whenever you're ready. You're the best hairstylist around anyway so it's not like it's going to be difficult."
"Thank you baby but I'm not the best Keem." Toya says being modest because that's just her nature but I'm not having it, "Bullshit baby. You shuts shit down and I'm not just saying that because I'm your man. You really have talent baby and all those chicks at the shop know it which is why they're constantly giving you hell. Don't you worry about it though, 'cause I'm getting ready to pack you up out of that bitch, I can't have you stressing Jr. out."
Toya slaps my hand away from her belly, "Ain't no Jr. negro, I wish you'd stop saying that."
"I'm telling you baby, my seed is in there, you just wait." I say leaning down to kiss her belly.
"You need to stop trying to get me pregnant bae. How am I supposed to run a shop with a big Ole belly? Plus, I'm not popping out any babies until we all have the same last name. Ain' no bastards bihh!" Toya says impersonating the rapper Plies, making me crack up laughing.
"Whatever girl," I say not even trying to broach that subject with Toya. I'm trying to love on my woman right now and that ain't nothing but an argument waiting to happen. If Toya had her way she'd be planning a wedding right now but even though I love my baby to death and plan to make her my wife, I have a few more things to do before I even consider proposing.
I sweep Toya into a passionate kiss as she unfastens my jeans, takes my dick out of my boxers and drops to her knees. My head falls back as Toya places my man in her warm, wet mouth.
"Shit baby, your head game is the best." I'm not lying either. Toya's head game is stupendous, I'm talking toe curling, eye rolling, cheek clenching good. "Fuck, what you doing to me girl," I grunt as Toya deep throats my dick, got a nigga stuttering and about to bust but I can't go out like no suckka. I lift Toya up because if I don't it'll be over before it even started.
I toss Toya onto our bed and proceed to devour her. Toya palms my curls trying to push me away from her breast only making me suck harder on her nipples. I got the munchies like a muthafucka and I plan to feast on my lady's body to fullness. Her nipples are her hotspot, I can make my baby cum just off sucking these Hershey kisses alone.
"Baby please! I don't want to cum yet." Toya moans out but her cry falls on death ears. No matter how much she tugs on my hair I continue my assault on her nipples until she comes apart in my arms.
"S-shit baby," Toya stutters, trying to recover from the orgasm I just gave her but I'm not having it. I slither down Toya's body and latch onto her clit and stick two fingers into her gushy pussy massaging that g-spot at just the right angle, pace and pressure.
I make Toya cum two more times before I relent and give her body a breather.
Toya looks up at me with the perfect mix of love and lust as she watches me get completely naked. Squeezing her thighs together at the sight of my dick, "I don't think I'm going to be able to take all that tonight," Toya gestures toward my curved, thick eight inch pole.
I chuckle, "Oh you're going to take it just fine. Matter of fact, turn that ass around and get up on your knees. I'm in the mood to blow your back out."
Being the trooper that my woman is, Toya assumes the position and arches her back in such a way that my already hard dick turns to concrete. I'm about to fuck some shit up, I can't wait to dig all up in them guts.
I smack both of Toya's cheeks, making the both of us even more excited. Who would've thought my good girl liked it just on the cusp of disrespectful in between the sheets? I lean down, kissing her neck while taking in her sweet vanilla scent, "Mmm baby, you ready for Daddy's dick."
Toya reaches back and palms my man and rubs the head against her wet opening. "Oooh Daddy, you got me so wet." Toya moans leaning her head back to kiss me.
I palm Toya's neck gently and hold her tongue hostage drinking my fill of her sweet lips. "Come on Mamas, put it in." I whimper, damn near begging.
Toya teases me a little more and then places me at her opening, inviting me into her tight walls. I bottom out in my baby causing her to yelp and lose the arch in her back. "That's what you get for teasing a nigga," I talk shit as I pound her walls making her cum two more times before I paint her walls with my seed.
I lay inside of Toya, catching my breath before I roll over onto my back. Toya gets up to handle her hygiene and comes back with a warm rag to take care of me too.
Once finished Toya takes the rag back into our bathroom and then comes to snuggle up with me.
Rolling Toya onto her back, I position myself between her legs and look deep into her eyes, "I love you, you know that right?"
"I know baby, I love you too." Toya says and I see it in her eyes. I recognize the undying love because I look at her the very same way.
"I want you to be secure in that love LaToya. I'm not checking for anybody else but you. I'm not loving anybody but you. I'm not making love, sexing or fucking on anyone but you. You're my peace baby and I'll never fuck up my home for temporary bitches. I need you to know that." I say sincerely looking into Toya's eyes. I love this girl so much that I will go through the fire for her. She got me out here picking up feminine products, dropping everything to bring her food if she's hungry and blowing off the bros just to be at home up under her. I've fancied myself in love before but nothing like this. No one compares to Toya. She doesn't just have my heart, she has my mind and my spirit. That may be a dangerous thing but for her it's worth the risk so that's why I don't even need her to have a seconds worth of insecurity about my fidelity. When someone has the hold that she has on me, there's nothing to worry about.
Toya kisses me softly, "I know Keem. I just get so jealous sometimes. I'm just as territorial and protective about you as you are about me. I get so riled up that sometimes I take that out on you but I know you're not out here making a fool out of me."
I smile and then lean up to kiss her forehead, "Good, now take your ass to sleep."
Toya rolls her eyes at me, pushing at my chest, "You always have to ruin a moment."
I laugh at the stank look on her face and pull her into my arms, "Goodnight LaToya." She relaxes in my embrace, "Goodnight Hakeem."