Full of Surprises (In Editing) by Deonna Mitchell (ebook reader with built in dictionary .txt) 📕

This bitch really crossed the line putting hickies on my bitch. She knew the rules and couldn’t comply. She fucked up and now she will never get to taste my baby again. I’m about to go to this bitch’s house right now and remind her of the shit I got on her. Yeah, its blackmail but she will follow the rules. I bet she’ll think twice about calling Jay C.

I pulled up to her house in record time with all the recordings of Nic and the mayor’s wife, and a couple of Jay C’s coworkers. Jay C would flip the fuck out if she knew that the love of her life was fucking several public figures in the city. I know firsthand how good in bed Nic was in bed so I knew that whoever fucked her was bound to have feelings for her. If I exposed the tapes to everyone, Nic would be in deep shit. She was the mayor’s wife’s primary physician and frequently visited their home.

Nic and Mayor Jones had become best friend after he spoke at her Grad School graduation. He was expressed that he was impressed with her credentials. Since then, he’s made several business moves with her and added the construction of her second private practice to the city’s reformation budget. So if she let it get out about her secret affairs, she would kiss her luxury life goodbye. If she knew what was good for her she would play by my rules and be happy I’m as generous as I am.

I knocked on the door and she was half dressed adn smelled like Jay C. I already knew that she was here but the more my thoughts got comfirmed, the madder I got. I pushed her inside and slapped her with all the anger I had inside of me. She didn't even react the way I thought she would because she knew she was wrong. She didn't say a word, she just pushed me against the wall and kissed me long and passionately. It was so intense, I would've sworn she was in love. All the anger I felt left and got replaced with pure lust, leaving me wanting more. Nic had always had a way of making everything right with her tongue.

Without warning, she got on her knees and ripped my skirt off and placed her mouth around my clit. Thank God that I wore panties with skirts! She applied pressure on my clit then slide a finger in, making me gasp. Her sudden movements made it hard to stand up. I wanted to go lay down but I didn't want her to stop. She took her finger out then fucked me with her tongue. Nic's tongue explored my walls but unlike many times before it was slower, more passionate. She was making love to me the way I imagined she made love to Jay C.

If my wife was getting the same treatment, I understand why she was so in love. I was no longer upet about the hickies, I just wanted more of what Nic had to offer. If she would give it to me this good all the time, I wouldn't trip about them "sneaking around." I knew the sex could get any better but Nic never ceased to amaze me.

I could never love Nic but I loved the way she did my body. She does me right everytime and even better this time. I don't know if it comes natural or it's just guilt from her sleeping with my wife but I'm all for it until she crosses the line again. Yes, I wanted a faithful relationship and happy family with my wife. But if I had to chose between these mindblowing orgasms and my family, I'd go for the orgasms. It's fucked up but it's the truth. For now, I'm happy just playing charades in front of the kids with Jay C.

Nic was eating me like it was her last meal and for whatever reason, I wanted this to last forever. She slipped her finger in again and I swear she tapped on my g-spot immediately. My legs began to shake so she got up wtih me on her shoulders, STILL EATING! I grabbed the door frame for support and began riding her face until I came. I was spent so I stopped all movement but she just kept going making me cum over and over again.

She laid me on the bed on my back once she carried me to the room. I was ready to KO until I saw the look in her eyes. That let me know that it was time for round two. I was tired but I knew firsthand that Nic's strap game was the truth. So I eagerly waited as she strapped up. It was time for "daddy" to put in work, until we heard a knock at the door...

I was looking for Desire so I could apologize but my whol attitude changed when Nic came to the door with the "we just fucked" face on. She licked her lips adn looked away, avoiding eye contact. She knew I knew her every thought just by looking into her eyes. At that moment I knew what was up. To get comfirmation, I tried to kiss her but she moved and went to kiss my neck.

I could smell Yaya's scent on her but I kept my cool. I simply pushed past her and walked toward the bedroom. But when Nic realizex where I was going, she tried to stop me by pulling me into the living room. Comfirming every thought that I had, I decided to play a little game of my own. I took her to the couch and started undressing myself slow adn seductively. After a while she was squirming in her seat trying to keep calm. She pulled me close and planted kissing around my navel. I pushed her back into the couch and kneeled down in front of her. She did her own sexy version of the LL Cool J "lip lick" and I got instantly wet. Nic is so fucking sexy just looking at her gets me all hot and bothered.

I literally ripped her boxers off and pushed her legs back so I could taste her. As mad as I was at her, this plan was a win-win for me. I loved the taste of her, how wet she was, and her warmth against my tongue. She let out a big gasp when my tongue made contact with her clit. I kept flicking my tongue on it just to hear her moan. Her moans were so sexy. They became music to my ears, my motivation and my navigation.

Her legs started to shake and her moans were turning into screams and she pulled my hair, pulling me closer to her pussy. She wanted more, she wanted to feel my tongue invading her walls but I kept it right on her pearl. I kept causng her body to shake with flick of my tongue on her clit. In less than two minutes, she was cumming all over my face.

As soon as I got up Yaya was coming into the living room crying. She didn't say a word she just came over and tried to kiss me. Nic mushed her into the wall and showed no mercy dragging her to the door. Yaya's biggest mistake was trying to fight back by kicking Nic in the stomach. Nic completely sanpped and I was frozen, I couldn't move. The more Yaya screamed for help, the more blows Nic sent the her chest, face and stomach. Nic was relentless until she looked over and saw me. I suddenly felt faint, everything went black and the last thing I remember is Nic running up to me.

I blacked out and Desire was caught in the middle of my rage. She tried to kiss Jay C and my temper went to the max. I couldn’t stop myself from delivering the relentless beating I gave her until I saw my baby looking dazed in the face. She turned pale and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. I rushed to catch her before she fell. She fell straight into my arms and her body was hot and sweaty. I’m an OB/GYN, not a cardiologist or neurologist but I knew she was having a panic attack. There was no need to call 911, I had everything I needed at home to nurse her back to health.

I helped regain consciousness and checked her vitals again. I did everything necessary to make her feel better. I made Desire leave so I could take care of Jay C, called my assistant and made her forward all my calls to the other physician in my office. I made Jay C dinner and let her get some rest. She slept for an hour and wanted to cuddle when she woke up.

We cuddled and talked for a while then I apologized for my outburst earlier. She told me it was okay but I knew it wasn’t. I kissed her forehead hoping to get the same reaction I always got; she always looked into my eyes and say “you know you’re my first love, the love of my life, my everything, second to my kids.” I loved when she expressed my feelings to me because they seemed to overwhelm her at times. She just stares at me sometimes like theirs is something on her mind and she could get it out.

When I didn’t get that reaction, I lifted up her chin and forced her looked into my eyes. We stared into each other’s each for forever, it felt like. I finally broke the silence and asked her was she happy. “I guess,” was the answer I got but I gave her a look saying that that was the wrong answer. She explained that she was only happy when she was with me and around our daughters. But she just wishes that we were all together, one happy family. The charade we were playing was taking a toll on her and she just wanted herself and the kids to be here with me.

Veah wasn’t the only time we switched the eggs at the insemination. I had a plan all thought out from the minute Jay c was forced to