Let's Just Make It(Book I)(Re-Editing)

•Chapter 45•

*May 1998*

"Yes! Yes! Pull my hair, daddy! Pull my hair!"

Slap!

"Pull my hair!"

Shanteah's hips were in sync with Deja's strokes as she threw it back, each time he thrusted in and out of her.

She was out of control, Deja could hardly keep up with her.

"Deja, go deeper baby! Go deeper!" She demanded, as she continued to push backward into his pelvic bone.

She was obviously enjoying it, he must have been doing something right, but how much deeper could he go?

Bitch, it don't get no deeper. He thought angrily to himself.

He was seconds away from pushing her off of him, but he knew that would be his undoing.

Deja was instantly thrown out of his thoughts, when he felt his knees buckling and his legs start to cramp up. His body began to go into autopilot.

They were going on round three, this being her third nutt and his second, he didn't have the energy for a third, so she'd better be asleep after this one.

He granted her wish, by wrapping her braids tightly around his hand, bringing her down to her stomach, while ramming his dick even deeper inside of her.

He smiled inwardly at her broken moans. He'd hit her spot.

"Unghh! G-God!"

Her walls tightened up around his dick, before she released her juices all over him. Deja didn't even last a second, before ejaculating inside of her.

After planting a kiss over her back and shoulder, he rolled off of her onto his back, his eyes now barely open.

Shanteah stared at him with so much love in her eyes, he could literally feel her gaze, but he was much too tired to even return the smile.

Instead, he just caressed her chin a couple times, before shutting his eyes completely this time.

"Aaaahh!!"

Deja's eyes popped open. Neither of them thought to go and check on Ne'Cole at all this morning. She almost never slept in her own room, only when Deja wanted to spend a little bit of alone time with her mother, this included love making.

That was exactly what he got too, a little bit of time with his lady, before they both would have to tend to their daughter.

Majority of the time, she didn't want anything, only to be in their faces. She wasn't as needy as Kaiyah, she just liked to move around, the high chair, nor the crib was her favorite place to be.

She didn't care to be held, she only wanted some free space to roam around. Everywhere.

"Da! Da!"

Shanteah wiped her half opened eyes and whined, "Deja, can you go get Ne'Cole?"

Deja sucked his teeth and lifted his head, "why I got to do it?"

"Nigga, she calling for you, now go get my child." Shanteah nudged Deja hard in his shoulder, sending him off of the bed.

"Ah!" He hit the floor with a loud thud, "Shanteah you play too fucking much!"

Shanteah's eyes remained closed, she never even bothered to check on him, "my bad, now hurry up."

Deja rose from the floor, while slightly hunched over, "I'm telling you right now, you go'n stop pushing me all the damn time. I'm sick of your ass, always tryna punk somebody."