Power (Streets 2)

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Benji kissed his teeth as he brushed past Noelle, making sure to bump her in the process. He was still upset about her not telling him about Brielle's fever. She didn't think it was serious, but he did.

She accidentally smeared her lipstick across her chin, which caused her to roll her eyes. "Are you fucking serious?"

"Oh." He shrugged, placing the T-shirt over his head. "My bad."

She slowly nodded her head, grabbing his toothbrush that laid on the counter. She dropped it in the toilet and let out a gasp. "Oh. My bad."

"You really wanna do this? 'Cause I ca' go all day."

"Me too." She folded up arms over her chest, gazing into his eyes. He spun her around and pushed her forward. She leaned on the counter as a small smile crept on her face. They couldn't stay mad at each other for long. She tried her best to stop picking a fight with him but no matter how hard she tried, she still ended up pissing him off. But deep down, she loved pissing him off because she knew what was coming next.

"Shit!" She hissed as he entered her. He wrapped his right arm around her neck, forcing her to stare at him in the mirror. He placed his other hand on her hip and thrusted her body on his, ramming his dick in her. "Wait! Wait!"

His hands traveled down her chest, finding their way towards her pearl. She pushed him away from her once she felt him rubbing on her clit, but he smacked her hand away.

Her long weave was wrapped in his large hand, while his other hand had gripped one side of her hips—pushing himself further into her. Her wet, tight insides hugged his manhood as her eyes fluttered to the back of her head.

She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. The feeling of butterflies in her stomach left her speechless. He smiled, inserting himself further into her. He enjoyed hearing the sound of her skin slapping against his.

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"So do we give Santana baby food when he comes home? Or...?" Shawn trailed off as he looked through the hospital bag, making sure Diamond had everything she needed.

"No! Stop playing with me Shawn. Santana is gonna have my breastmilk." Diamond told him while eating a plate of spicy chicken nachos.

"I heard that it's healthy for me too. So can I—"

"No!" She laughed, smacking him on the back of his head. "How did I end up with such a slow baby daddy?"

"Chill out wit' 'dat shit. That 'baby daddy' shit ain't gon' cut it."

"Well until you put a ring on my finger—"

"Alright. Keep playin' and imma treat you like a baby mama." He retorted.

"And how is—ow!" She yelled, holding her stomach.

He knelt down towards her stomach. "What's wrong?"

"Shawn Carter, are you proposing?" She joked, making him smack his lips together. He stood up as she laughed.

"You fuckin' play too much!" He yelled.

"Awwn I'm sorry baby." She cooed, wrapping her arms around him. He pushed her away and sat on the couch.

"Don't do that shit man. You due any day now." He sighed, rubbing his hands down his face. Just like any other parent having their first child, he was nervous and scared. Even though he attended countless parenting classes, he still felt like he was gonna fuck up.

"What are gonna do about the house Shawn? I don't wanna go back there and I don't wanna keep jumping from house to house when Santana gets here."

"I'm working on it." He informed before jogging up the steps to the guest room. Since Benji and Noelle were out of town for the weekend, they had the entire house to themselves. He knew she hated their living situation at the moment, but he couldn't stay at his house after what happened.

He looked down at the paper he hid in the pocket of his sweatpants.

GORGEOUS 4BR 3BTH HOME IN BATUMI, GA!!

The house was everything they needed. Including bulletproof windows. He'd went behind Diamond's back and purchased the home. Noelle helped him pick out furniture and even helped him baby-proof the house since the house had an extra floor and a pool in the backyard. It was in a secluded area with 24/7 security at the front gate and from what he'd seen so far, his neighbors were friendly.

He met a married couple around his age that stayed across the street from the house. The husband had his own construction company and his wife sold scented candles for a living.

"Shawn! I need help getting into the tub!" She laughed while pouring Epsom Salt into the tub. She couldn't wait to have her baby and get back in the gym. She'd been feeling lazy throughout her entire pregnancy. The only thing she wanted to do was eat.

He laughed as well and helped her take off her socks. He couldn't wait to see the look on her face once she finds out that he bought them a house. They were slowly becoming a real family. And that's all she ever wanted.

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