Origin

Five

Miracle

  After getting off the phone with Jasmine, I placed my phone on the dresser and looked over at Carmelo. He's gotten a lot more clingy since Qua's been home. He won't even sleep in his own bed. I think he's still trying to get used to having him home and he's kinda pissed at him. I promise I'm not putting shit in his head at all.

His eyes slightly opened and he yawned, rubbing his eyes.

"Mommy, I want Trumoo." He said, grabbing the remote and throwing his hand behind his head. He too grown.

"Alright, I'll be right back." I got outta the bed then walked out my room and downstairs, into the kitchen.

Rich was in there, sitting at the table...in the dark. I turned the light on and noticed he was sleep. He's probably exhausted from doing everything with Mekhi. I shook my head, getting Carmelo's milk and taking it to him. I waited for him to sit up before giving it to him.

"Tank you." He smiled at me.

"You welcome baby. I'll be back inna minute." I said before going back down to the kitchen.

I snuck a picture of him before shaking him. He turned his head but didn't wake up.

"Rich?" I shook him again.

"Hmm?" He asked, opening one eye.

"Why you sleep in the kitchen?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

He lifted his head, looking around as if he hadn't known he was. "Shit, ion know." He shrugged. He was high as hell too.

"Get up then." I said, helping him up.

I struggled, getting him upstairs and into his room. I closed his door and laid him on his bed. He pulled my down with him.

"Dimitri, stop." I said sternly, trying to get off him but he held me tightly.

"You stop." He smirked, flipping us, getting between my legs and laying his head in the crook of my neck.

"I'm serious. Get off me." I said trying to push him off me.

"..." He started snoring, like he was really sleep.

"Riiich." I whined, pouting. I shoulda left his ass downstairs.

"Whaat? I'm just wanna hold you. You act like I'm tryna fuck you. I will if you want me to though.." He smirked, grinded into me.

"N-No. I'd rather let you hold me than do that." I shook my head, trying to cross my legs.

"Stop playing like you don't wan a nigga and let me lay here." He mumbled, tracing shapes and words on my stomach, making my body quiver.

"You better not try nothing Rich." I looked down at him.

"I'm noott. Shut uup." He mugged me.

"Don't tell me to shut up. You shut up." I pouted, rolling my eyes.

"Guh, stop being a crybaby." He teased.

He started sucking on my neck and I quickly felt his hard-on through my shorts.

"Dimitri!" I shouted, pushing him.

"Don't scream ma, yo ass gone wake the kids."His face held a smirk.

"Stop tryna fuck me then." I said in a duh tone.

"Stop being stubborn." He said in the same tone.

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, you're not gonna fu-"

He swiftly put us in a position where he hovered over me, holding my hands on either side of me. He started sucking on one of my three  spot again. I mentally squirmed away from him but physically gave him more access.

I bit my lip to keep from moaning because I had the urge to.

"Don't fight it Miracle." He started biting my neck while sucking on it.

I held in my moans. His hand slipped into my panties and started rubbing on my pearl. His lips met mines and I moaned into the kiss. His finger slipped inside me, making my eyes open in surprise. When he let my other hands go, I went to push him off me but my arms got weak and I let them clench onto his shirt.

He reached down to pull his pants off, kicking them onto the floor then did the same to me, pulling my panties off along with them. Then he pulled our shirts off, removing his fingers and placing them back into me. He fingered me faster, making my back slightly arch. He removed his fingers, placing them into my mouth, allowing me to taste my own juices.

"You so freaky." He chuckled, making me blush.

My legs quickly wrapped around him when he pushed himself into me. I gasped, deeply arching my back.

My nails dug into his back as he pounded in and out of me, going deeper every thrust. He begin hitting my spot over and over again. I used my legs to push him deeper.

"Fuuuck Rich." I let my eyes roll back.

"Dat ain't my name."  He said purposely slowing down.

"Don't stop Daddyy." I corrected myself, whining.

"That's what I thought." He pounded into me over and over again.

My nails were scratching and digging his back up. I found myself about to cum.  I notice he was stroking slowly.

"Fuuuck, I'm boutta--" I tried pushing him off me.

"Don't cum in me." I said weakly as I squirted.

"I--" It was too late, I felt his warm liquid enter me.

He pulled out and laid besides me. I laid there in shock as this nigga really put his thumb in his mouth and fell asleep. I rolled my eyes and huffed. 
I shouldn't have done that and that shouldn't have happened. I'm gonna kill Rich in the morning but he truly got me tired. I better not be holding a new born child in nine months.