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We headed all headed outside and Kat stopped us in our tracks.

“Congratulations, Joni. I’m really proud of you. You’re already a great father so I know you’ll be a great husband,” she complimented.

“I appreciate that, Kat,” he countered pulling her into a hug.

“Nigga, get your hands off this mutt before you take them fleas back to my sister and niece.” I knocked Joni’s hands from off Kat and pushed him back some.

“Tae, you need to watch how you talk to me. I’m not gone take too much more of your disrespect. I’m still—”

“You still ain’t shit, now move.” I stepped around her and headed outside. Saint met us halfway.

“Damn, I thought I had to come back and get y’all niggas,” he said as he approached.

“Nah, we straight. I was letting Joni chop it up with his surrogate and shit,” I responded.

“His surrogate? Nigga, bring your dumb ass,” Saint laughed.

“Excuse me. You look real familiar?” Kat said and I whipped my head in her direction.

“You fucked this nigga too? He’s old enough to be your son.” I frowned.

If Kat fucked this nigga I was gone beat her ass and his because that was just trifling as fuck.

“I’ain fuck your mama, nigga,” Saint frowned. “And keep that shit down before my wife hears you.” He frowned.

“Man, Tae… chill. Let me enjoy the rest of my wedding without you and Kat’s bullshit,” Joni demanded.

“My bad, bro. You right,” I apologized. “Today is about you. Fuck Kat,” I said as I walked off leaving her standing there. Now I’d chill on her hoe ass, but the way she was looking at Saint’s ass spoke volumes, and I was gone find out why.

Chapter One

Ajoni ‘Khaotic’ Brooks

after the honeymoon…

Being back home after the honeymoon was some bittersweet shit. I was glad to see my kids and get back to handling business, but I could easily spend another week on that island with my wife. Having Tori to myself without somebody calling or needing something had spoiled the fuck out of me. We hadn’t been home a full day before my phone started ringing, but luckily, Tae and the guys had kept everything running while I was gone.

I woke up with Tori curled up beside me with her ass resting comfortably on my dick. I rubbed my hand up her side before traveling to her full breasts my boys gave her. Even six months pregnant with my twins, my wife was still fine as fuck, and I let her know that shit every chance that I got.

I leaned down and kissed her neck before trailing my lips along the side of her face. She stirred against me, letting me know she was awake. I lifted her leg some and slid right into my favorite place.

“Fuck, mama,” I groaned as I slow stroked her.

“Mmm,” she countered in response as she wound her hips against me.

This shit didn’t make any sense, and I wasn’t complaining one bit. I threw the covers off of us so I could get a better look at the mess we were creating. I needed a better view, so I slid out of her and immediately hated that shit. The whimper that fell from her lips let me know that she felt the same.

“Nah, stay on your side,” I instructed as she tried to move to lie on her back.

Gripping her thigh, I slid right back into slick walls and had to bite down on my teeth to keep the nut that was building at bay.

“Joni…” Tori whined.

“Wassup, mama?”

I didn’t expect her to answer because I barely had any words. I felt her grip my arm and her walls tightened around my dick. I knew she was about to cum and shit… so was I.

“Fuck, Tori,” I grunted as I released inside of her.