"If you fall hopelessly in love with me, it's a fine day for sure"

~Sad Day (FKA Twigs)

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“Okay, so keep in mind you ago get pick up earlier than usual because you’re gonna have extra classes at home with Ken instead of after classes at school.” Bernice reminded her son as she adjusted the collar of his button-up.

Nodding, he smiled up at her, “yes, ma’am. Can we get ice cream later?”

“Ice cream a breastfeed you or sum’n?” she asked already knowing he had more than his fair share while at their cousin.

Aiden only shrugged, “I mean, it does have milk.”

“Come gwaan a class.” Bernice laughed, kissing his baby boy on the forehead, then his cheek, “I love you, Aide.”

“I love you more, mamma.” He kissed her back then stepped off unto school grounds, but not before waving with a cheeky smile to Ken who sat in the front seat beside his mother, “bye, Ken! See you later.”

As the two drove to Bernice’s doctor’s appointment, Ken had his eyes taking in the woman’s side profile, amazed by the sight of her. She took notice, but she said nothing but smile, her skin flushed with heat even more when Ken finally paid a compliment.

“Did I tell you how beautiful you are today?” he ask, gently taking the hand she laid upon her pregnant belly into his.

Smiling, she shook her head, “thank you.”

“No need.” He informed her, his thumb lightly running over the back of her hand. The car soon took a stop in a parking lot and when the engine went off, Bernice turned to Ken with her bottom lips being gnawed between her teeth. Curious, Ken cocked his head to the side, “what’s on your mind?”

“You… maybe I shouldn’t have made that proposal the other day.” She whispered, “you said you only see this ending with you getting hurt… and what I offered is a recipe for it. I don’t want that.”

Ken only smiled with a nod, “I’m fine. You said your husband was your first everything. I can guess that includes being the first man you slept with. I get you want to explore options for a while. I’m not the biggest people person, so when you said I could sleep around with whoever while with you, it isn’t something I’m going to entertain. Maybe you’ll find even better than me for you.”

“You really think that?” she asked frowning at the thought he didn’t mind her finding someone other than him. It made her think he didn’t really want her as much as she thought.

Ken ran throughout her mind all of the night, thinking about the sugar mommy/sugar baby offer. It wasn’t her thing at all, but she wanted to keep Ken, whilst going through her divorce. But as she laid in his arms the night before, she didn’t want to picture him with someone else, nor did she really see herself with anyone. Maybe her husband, but he was trash at the moment. She still loved him, but she needed to build herself again, in confidence. A cheating partner deteriorates such qualities in a person. Her heart still hurt from wondering back to that, but Ken was a beautiful distraction. She liked that.

Bringing her hand to his lips, Ken kissed the back gently with a nod of his head, “you’re sexy, beautiful and a complete badass. I’m pretty sure you can find a man better than me and have him fall in hopeless love with you too. I’m twenty-four I’ve had one heartbreak and it wasn’t much if I’m being honest with you. I was more broken about the fact I allowed myself to be kept a secret, only to be set aside like trash. You accept me in a way I’ve never been. For that, you can use me as you please. I’ll be find. Heartbreaks happen.”

“I—I don’t w—want to hurt you.” Her hormones had her cry and pull her eyes away from his.

He only smiled at that as he guided her chin to look back at him, “what’s pleasure without pain?”

“I—I was talking about sex! Don’t joke with me like this.” Her tears fell from her eyes as her shoulders lightly shook.

Ken only chuckled and pecked her lips, “I promise, I’ll be good. If you’re happy, Aiden’s happy… he reminds me of myself when I was younger with my mom. All I ever wanted for her was happiness. And I think in spite of my mommy issues… I love you, Miss White, but I’ll leave whenever I stop making you happy.”

“I… feel bad. I want that… I want you.” Bernice sniffed.

Sighing, Ken gave her a softer kiss and they moaned together, “I promise. You can use me. You deserve it. You deserve me. I’m yours to use as you please.”

“K—Ken.” She whispered, but he silenced her as he drew the car’s sunscreen shades shut, having them surrounded by dark tinted windows and the cool air-conditioning, prying ass completely blocked, “I’m yours, Niecy.” He whispered as his hands went to glide up her belly, “as long as you want me, I’m yours. Just be happy.”

“You make me happy.” She sighed out, feeling his hand cup her breasts through her button-up dress.

“Good.” He breathed out, pressing his lips against hers.

As they kissed, their tongues entangled against each other and Ken’s hands didn’t shy away from groping the pregnant woman’s body. From her breasts, to her sides, to her thighs. Bernice could feel the sexual desire coursing throughout her veins and the massive heat and wetness that pushed from the pit of her stomach to her panties.

“K—Ken, I want you.”

“Where?” he asked with his fingers only at her inner thighs, barely grazing the front of her tights covered front.

Lips kissing down to Bernice’s neck, he allowed his tongue to trail her smooth skin, “where do you want me, Miss White?”

“Inside, Daddy.” She breathed out, nails gripping into the driver’s seat with anticipation and desperation, “inside me.”

Wanting to have her as nude as possible, Ken began to pop the buttons of her dress open. Just three drags from the neckline going to the hem and he had her beneath clothing exposed. With the horny woman’s aid, her tights were pulled off and set on the dashboard. Ken almost laughed at the sight of thongs on her and licked his lips, “do you wear these for me?”

“Yea.” She admitted as she felt a blush creep up her cheeks, “I think it kinda helps with me being pregnant? I don’t know.”

Sighing, Ken reached over her and reclined her seat. As soon as she laid more relaxed, he kissed her lips with his hand gentle on her belly, “you need to wear more comfortable underwear. Your pregnancy takes nothing away from how attractive and seductive you are.”

“But—”

“I said what I said, Niecy. Period, point blank. You are the sexiest woman I have ever graced eyes on, pregnant or not. Stretch marks, fat and everything. You look fucking great.” He assured her, biting his teeth into the strap of her laced bra and tugged it down her shoulder to have her breast on display, the cloth she used to pad her leakage falling out its place, “and we should get maternity bras when we’re leaving if you don’t have any.”

Licking his lips, he licked down her chest then sucked a bruise unto the skin before tracing his tongue over her areola, his oral appendage grazing the silver knob of her nipple piercing, “do you hear me?”

“Y—yes.” She moaned out at the shock waves, the second flick of his tongue didn’t shy from her sensitive bud having her spine shiver, “oh, fuck.”

“Yes, who?” he asked, nibbling unto the chocolate bud, his own moan erupted when his tongue tasted the sweet liquid that seeped.

As his fingers trailed along her belly, Bernice’s breathing escalated, especially when his wet tongue suddenly swirled her nipple with his touch stopping abrupt at the front of her panties.

“Yes, who, Niecy?”

One of her legs were drawn away after that, and when her soaked panty seat was on display, Ken tugged it to the side and smoothed his fingertips over her opening to have her secretion lubricated as he teasingly rubbed her swollen clit.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to address Ken by the name he wanted, but his touch on her was just so sweet and his gaze was so hypnotizing, her brain cells didn’t seem to be in much of her favour right then. She soon found her words though when Ken groaned, sucking on her hard nipple as he commanded, “say it.”

“Daddy… Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.” Ken commended, detaching his lips from her breast then began pecking down her roundish belly, not missing her darker and lighter stretch marks, “and you know what a good girl gets, right?”

“W—what?”

Chuckling, Ken kissed just below Bernice’s navel before pulling her thong further away, and lightly blew on her clit, “she gets her pussy sucked.” He told her allowing spit to fall on her exposed clit as he pulled back the hood, “no screaming like last time. We’re in public “

“Jesus, help me.”

***

“Your blood pressure is a bit high, but everything else is good.” Dr Davidson smiled, “you’re doing extremely better than you were your last visit. Your blood pressure almost endangered the baby. Did you start yoga like I instructed?”

Bernice shook her head as her fingers found Ken’s as he stood beside her seated form. His lips twitched to a smile at that as did hers with a shyness. Dr Davidson understood that and chuckled, “I love this for you, Niecy. Mom told me you were finally divorcing Giovanni. May I ask how you two met?”

“Aiden.”

Davidson’s head tossed back with laughter, his dark eyes squinting as he did, “son knows best. Will you go public? Or will you stay out the spotlight until after the divorce.”

“We haven’t talked much on it yet.” She told him.

Understanding, Davidson nodded as he slipped on a new pair of disposable gloves, “I’m just happy you’re finally moving forward. You deserve it all. How about we finally confirm that gender?”

“Yes, please.” She blew out as she allowed herself to be laid back on the examination table. Ken still held her hand, but sat himself on the nearby stool, “how do you feel?”

Niecy smiled at this, “good. Thank you.”

“If you tell me thank you one more time for something like that I’m gonna—”

“Gonna what?” Bernice asked as Davidson opened the buttons if her dress.

Smirking, Ken moved his lips to her ear and lightly licked the lobe, “ever had your perfect ass bruised?”

“Since adulthood, no.” she bit her lip as the gel was being smoothed over her belly, the heat almost taking her aback, but it was short lived.

Kissing her cheek, Ken whispered again, “we’re gonna change that soon. How do you feel about that?”

“Excited.” Niecy admitted breathily and watched as the doctor placed the device over her baby bump.

“Okay.” Davidson voiced, gaining their attention, “what gender are we hoping for?”

“It doesn’t matter. I just want a healthy baby and for Aiden to play with.”

“Well, if you take a look here you can see his willy.” Davidson told her, point at the screen not too far from them, “you’re having another boy.”

***

While Aiden began his extra classes with Kenyatta that afternoon, Bernice was getting ready to leave the house again. She had spent the day rearranging her meeting schedule for the next month with Landon and as soon as that was over and done with, she received a call from Nicholas for a quick meet-up.

As usual on her departure, Aiden would either make a bold comment or ask an equally so question of where was she going. The moment she said she was going to meet with a friend Aiden’s eyes widened and looked over to Ken for his reaction. Saying nothing about it, he wished his mother a safe drive. Ken of course did the same and gave her a quick kiss to the cheek.

It was weird how the small act had her giddy with her mind lingering with him in mind with the tingle on her skin. Even as she sat before Nicholas, she smiled to herself thanking back to Ken. Until her company cleared his throat to pull her from her thoughts of course.

“Ahem.”

Biting into her lower lip, she looked up to him with an apologetic smile, “sorry.”

“How have you been these days?” he asked not wanting to address the dreamy look she had in her eye, obviously not caused by him.

The two sat opposite one another around a small table at the newest restaurant to be in New York. Bernice didn’t even know of it, probably because of her social media hiatus as a small cleanse since it weighed a bit on the depressing side from time to time.

Tilting her head to the side, Bernice smiled despite having been with a roller coaster of emotions with her marriage that still weighed on her, “it’s been trash, but it’s getting better.”

“A little birdie told me you’re to divorce.” He pointed out as he rested his elbows onto the polished, wooden table, clasping his hands at the fingers below his stubble bearded chin, “so does this mean you’ve relinquished whatever feelings you had for that Giovanni bell boy?”

This made her frown as she shook her head, “it just means I’ve come to an understanding. What about you?” she suddenly asked with a smile returning to her lips, “did you get married to that beautiful brunette actress the tabloids were going crazy about?”

“Not at all. I couldn’t marry her when I know I still have you on my mind, love. Even if it has been, what? Eight years going nine?”

“I must have made quite the impression then.” She chortled.

Nick did the same as the waiter came and collected their empty plates and glasses, his arms then stretched across the table, taking her small hands into his larger ones, “you are forever engraved in my mind, love. You are beautiful, caring, sweet, generous and one of the most determined, hard-working women I have ever met.” He told her with the most sincere gaze he could muster, “I would be honoured, happy and blessed to have a woman as yourself for me. You know this. Even before your decision to end your marriage, I’ve made my intentions known. So, would you consider dating me for being more than just a friend you chat with when bored?”

“I—” she started, her mind going in thought as she shook her head and withdrew her hand, “Nicky, I’m currently dating… I only came because I missed having a more friendly face around. We were close and we connected years ago, but I only see you as a friend… possibly a best friend if we get to that.”

On tension, Nicky’s jaw clenched and he cracked his knuckles as he dressed back in his seat, “okay.” He simply stated with a self-calming sigh, “I will respect that. I’m assuming it’s the quick tongued woman I saw you with the other day?”

“Uh, yea.” She smiled as she played with her fingers, “actually, Ken is a man. I really like him. When we’re together I don’t even think about Giovanni or what he’s put me through. Ken is such a breath of fresh air. He’s so caring, a bit nonchalant, but I like that too. He’s also great with Aiden. Aide loves him. My son is actually the reason we kind of had the chance for that date Sunday. He called Lea and had her take him for the day.”

The light in her eyes paired with the shy smile she wore warmed Nicholas’ heart. As much as he wanted her, she never looked like this when she talked about Giovanni, even when she first mentioned how she loved that man. Those days she was more assertive on the matter, but now, she had a more submissive tone talking about this Kenyatta person. Nick wished he was the one to have her this way, but alas it came from someone else. At least she genuinely looked happy.

Nicholas took her hand into his once more and kissed the back of it, “I understand. Hurts like hell that I am being pushed to the side once again, but I understand. You really like him and the little fella loves him… but what about the bun in the oven, aye?”

“I… I never thought that far. He seems okay with the baby. Well, okay with me being pregnant. I—I never asked him about if he was okay with the baby… I’m not even confident we’ll last till birth. Impulsive relationship is a first for me. And he’s so young. I—” she rambled on about her subconscious doubts, but as Nicky’s hold on her hand gentle squeezed, she stopped and met his green candy-apple eyes, “I’m sorry.”

Nick shook his head, “no need, love. You should simply talk to him, aye? He seems to have strong feelings for ya. A little spitfire when it comes to ya. I’m sure you two will be fine.”

“Thank you, Nick.” Bernice smiled at him, “and I’m sorry.”

Nodding, he caressed her fingers with his and sighed, the tinge of disappointment in him slightly evident on his face, “it’s fine, love. Just be happy. You deserve nothing less.”

***

When Nicholas got to his hotel room, he called Bernice to check if she got home safely. As soon as that was done with, he sat on the king-size bed and sighed.

The moment he saw the genuine look in Bernice’s eyes taking about this Ken person, he knew it made no sense to pursue her. If he did, it would be forcing himself onto her and that was the last thing he wanted. It was understood some women were harder work than others, but he didn’t believe pushing himself in areas he obviously couldn’t fill if given the opportunity.

The love, the willingness to submit she had when it came to Ken was showcased from the get-go, but he just had to try again, just in case he mistook it.

He wouldn’t be able to make her as happy no matter how hard he tried, it would be a vain attempt. He remained happy for her either way.

Bzzz! His phone erupted from him pocket. Knowing exactly who it was, he pulled the device from his pocket and accepted the video call, “what do ya want, Viola?”

“How was your date? Do you have a chance with her?”

Slipping his shoes off his feet, he cleared his throat, “she already has someone she’s interested in. Why did ya get me hopes up for her?” He sighed, but shook his head, “your gonna leave her alone, ya hear me? I remember the little green besom ya were from back then.”

“Do you now?” she muttered.

“As a matter a fact, I fuckin’ do. Leave that woman alone. She doesn’t need yah drama and theatrics. If ya don’t heed me warnin’—”

“You’re gonna let me walk the plank?” she asked, the annoyance evident in her tone, “just mind your business.”

Before Nicholas could make a response, she hung up.

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