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catch-up | d'angelo russell

catch-up

dedicated to: QveenAmariJay
explicit ♡

"They look so precious when they're sleeping," Amari whispered to her husband, D'Angelo. They were currently watching their two newborn sons, Dante and Darius, sleeping in the same crib. It had taken the couple a while to get the two infants to bed, for they had retrieved their father's energetic tendencies.

"Can you believe we actually had twins?" D'Angelo asked with a smile upon his face, holding onto his wife's waist. Looking at her husband, Amari giggled slightly as she shook her head, "No, and you couldn't handle it either by the way you passed out when we found out."

D'Angelo rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand as he blushed, causing his wife to coo to him. "Awe, my big baby." D'Angelo chuckled softly as he leaned his head down to give his wife a quick peck on the forehead. Amari walked away from the twins' crib and D'Angelo followed behind her, a thought clicking into his mind. "Hey baby?"

"Hm?" Amari answered, turning her head towards D'Angelo. "You know what we haven't done in a while?" he smirked, causing Amari to raise an eyebrow in confusion. "Uh.."

"C'mon, baby girl, you know exactly what I'm talking about," D'Angelo said as he rubbed his hands together, licking his lips and looking his gorgeous partner up and down. Amari's pearl began to tingle at the thought of D'Angelo's tongue running all over her body. "Baby, we can't.. The doctor has to okay everything first."

"Fuck the doctor," D'Angelo growled, walking closer to Amari as she began to scoot back, "I haven't been able to experience the pleasure of me being inside you, and I need it. Now."

Before Amari could decline D'Angelo's request, the song Party Favors by Tinashe rang out across the hallway in the couple's bedroom. "Saved by the bell," Amari joked, smiling as she jogged out the twins' nursery and into the bedroom she shared with D'Angelo.

Picking her cell phone up from the counter, she looked at the unsaved number, recognizing that it was her doctor's. Sliding her thumb to the right, she answered the call, putting the phone to her ear, "Hello?" "Good evening, Mrs. Russell, how are you?" Amari's doctor, Dr. Anderson, asked. "I'm doing well, and you?"

"I'm great. I had some good news for you and your husband."

"Oh, and what would that news be?" Amari asked with a tilt of her neck, watching D'Angelo walk into the bedroom from the corner of her eye. "It's been six weeks; you guys are off the hook!" Dr. Anderson exclaimed, causing Amari's eyes to widen. Turning her attention to her husband, she saw the lust growing in his orbs, causing her heart to skip a beat.

D'Angelo made his way over to his wife once more, Amari taking steps away from him as she was doing before. "Oh, really? Are you sure? I mean, I thought we had a little more to—"

D'Angelo took the iPhone out of Amari's hand, putting the phone to his ear, "Thank you so much for the call, Dr. Anderson. I'll be sure to take advantage of the good news." With that, D'Angelo took the phone away from his ear and ended the call, tossing Amari's iPhone on the counter. Slowly reverting his eyes to hers, D'Angelo took Amari in his arms and caressed her waist, "You thought you were going to avoid this situation entirely? You got the game fucked up, baby."

Amari's throat tightened as D'Angelo leaned down towards her neck, giving it the attention it had longed for for more than nine months. Her eyes closed as she felt the warmth of his tongue against her skin, giving her goosebumps in the process. "D'Angelo.."

"Shh.. Let me take care of you," he whispered against her skin. Removing his hands from her waist, D'Angelo took Amari's hands in his, moving them to the ends of his shirt. Amari got the hint and took the muscle shirt off her husband's body, looking down at his toned abs and chocolate skin. "Damn, he's been working out," she thought to herself.

Tossing the shirt on the ground, Amari watched as D'Angelo quickly took Amari's oversized t-shirt off her body, taking in the curves that he fell in love with at the tender age of eighteen. "You're so beautiful," D'Angelo whispered, biting down on his bottom lip as Amari blushed. Taking Amari in his arms once again, D'Angelo picked her up and placed her on the bed, climbing on top of her.

D'Angelo placed his lips against hers as his hands wondered over her bra, sliding to the back of it and unclasping it from around her perfectly sculptured breasts. Throwing it across the room, D'Angelo let his tongue give Amari's right nipple some attention as he rubbed the left one with his index finger. A soft moan escaped from Amari's lips, her eyes closing in the process.

"Baby, stop teasing."

"Oh, so now you want me, huh?"

Amari rolled her eyes playfully and slapped his chest softly, "Come o— oh my fuckin'.. ugh." D'Angelo's hand found its way to the inside of Amari's panties, her pearl being played with. A smirk formed on D'Angelo's face once he heard the moans escaping
from his wife's mouth, "You're gonna be screaming instead of moaning in a second, baby."

Amari's eyes widened at D'Angelo's statement, for she was actually terrified of how exactly D'Angelo would be making her scream. He always had some new tricks up his sleeve every time the two became intimate, and honestly, she had a feeling D'Angelo was trying to create another child.

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"Right there, daddy, yes!" Amari screamed, her nails digging into D'Angelo's shoulders as he kept her left leg lifted up, pounding into her roughly. "You missed this dick, didn't you, baby girl?" D'Angelo groaned, watching Amari's love faces change every millisecond. "Oh, yes! I need your big ass dick inside of me, baby. Give it to me!"

D'Angelo pulled out and flipped her over, sliding back into her; he began to hit it from the back even harder than he was before, listening to the sound of the headboard beating against the wall. D'Angelo loved when Amari talked dirty to him; it gave him more reasons to fuck her brains out.

"You want it slow, baby?" D'Angelo asked as his swiveled his hips inside of her at a slow pace. Amari's mouth became agape as she threw her head back, "Stop fucking teasing!"

D'Angelo smirked at his wife's profanity, for she never used it often. He could tell she was begging for him at this point, and he was loving every second of it. Getting a grip of his wife's hair in his hand, D'Angelo pulled her head back so Amari could look up at him. As D'Angelo began to make love to Amari at a more fast pace, Amari's screams echoed against the walls of their bedroom.

"I'm gonna cum, daddy!"

"You gonna come for daddy?"

"Yes, baby, shit!"

With a couple more thrusts, Amari coated D'Angelo's dick with cum, D'Angelo following her actions shortly behind. Heavy breathing was all that could be heard from the both of them as they both smiled at each other.

"I love the hell outta you," Amari giggled, causing D'Angelo to smile. "I love the hell outta you too."

i hope you liked it, amari. ♡
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next update: march 24, 2017

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this book is coming to an end soon, you guys. i know, i know, i'm sorry. i'll be making more imagine books in the future, but as of right now, i'm focusing on the two works i have in progress right now.

this woman's work will be updated on its designated days, as well as this book. once this book is complete, i will add caretaker, an algee smith novel, to my update schedule.

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