The Principal's Girl (GxG)

36.

||Three Years Later||

India

I was laying on the couch watching a movie "Baby can I have some popcorn." She looked at me "Nope."

I smirked and she scooted away, "Nope, come here." I pulled her to me by her legs and she giggled, "Stop, stop."

I kissed her neck and she was still giggling. I pulled back and she was quiet for awhile before saying, "Can you block Imani now."

I sighed and looked at my phone ,"Amber you know I can't." She pushed me off of her. "Why the hell not!"

"We can't have regular sex without protection, and you won't even block the woman yet you tell me I make you happy. India she doesn't love you, if she did you wouldn't have been kicked out 6 months ago. She hasn't even tried to contact you. Block her please." My phone went off

"Do you even remember what my last ex did to me?" I rubbed my eyes "You said your ex invited her mistress over and they kissed right in front of you."

She got teary eyed so I gave in. I swear she cries just to guilt trip me.

I took a deep breath, "Fine...I'll block her. Give me my phone." Amber smiled and picked up the phone.

She looked at my notification and her smile immediately dropped. She ran to the door and put a chair under it. Then she sat in the chair. I was confused until I heard knocking.

"What the hell, India is she in front of the door!" I quickly stood up and Amber yelled, "Go away, she wants me!"

I sighed and went to the door. "Move before the neighbors call the cops...again." She whined and moved.

I moved the chair and opened the door. Imani came in and she pulled me into a kiss. Her lips were so warm.

She pulled back, "You can come back home now India."

Imani turned to Amber, "I've got something for your bitch ass." Imani took off her earrings and before they could fight...again, I pulled Imani into my arms.

"Imani you think you're going to take her back but just know that you kissed lips that were in my vagina two hours ago."

Imani scoffed, "Your vagina? You mean a dental dam. I bet you haven't really felt her tongue yet, let me tell you, it feels amazing."

I put Imani in a chair "Cut it out!"

They both got quiet and I pulled away from her, "Imani you kicked me out because I wanted to start our family. Do you know how cruel that is."

She glanced at the ground. "I'm tired of this. You didn't even check up on me once. How can I believe you love me if you don't even want a life with me. It's been three years and you don't want a family, you got deathly scared when I mentioned marriage, and I can't even get kids. I can't do it with you!"

This was probably the first time I screamed at her since that time in high school.

"Imani get out." Her eyes widened "But-" I grabbed her arm "I refuse to let you manipulate me again."

I walked her to the door and I opened it but I heard "Listen to her please," in my ear.

And I knew that Imani didn't say it and Amber sure as hell didn't say it.

"Please India, don't do this." Imani was crying. I took a deep breath "You have twenty seconds to convince me."

She gripped onto me "I-I did check up on you. I texted you every week but you never responded." I glared.

"Here!" She pushed her phone into my chest and I looked. There were a bunch of messages on weeks ago, even months.

I was confused. I didn't get any but my phone was on the whole time so someone must've been deleting them...

I looked at Amber and she was avoiding eye contact.

She sniffled, "I thought you just didn't want me anymore." I let out a soft sigh

She wiped her eyes and she said, "And y-yes I was scared of starting or family and I didn't k-know why so I got a therapist. I-I'm still working on myself."

I cupped her face in my hands "I want you India and I'm ready to have a family with you...I was looking into artificial insemination. Please don't kick me out. You promised you'd never leave me."

Amber groaned and went to her bedroom, then she slammed her door.

I stared at the ground, "Imani you promised me you'd try...am I not enough."

She wrapped her arms around me, "You're more than enough India, I'm sorry."

I wiped her tears and she kissed me. "I'm not making out with you in here." She grabbed my phone and my hand, then she dragged me out of the apartment.

I left with her and went back home. We went to our room and she sat with me on the bed.

*Sips Holy Water*

She looked at the ground, "This really is my last chance huh." I nodded.

She took a deep breath. She climbed on me and kissed me. She pinned me down and pulled off my shirt.

Her hands were shaking. "Imani if you don't-" she shushed me, "I'm just nervous."

She took off my pants and my underwear. "If you had to describe the taste-" I shook my head.

She got close to it and I was getting impatient. I felt one soft stroke then a few more. I then heard, "I feel like I'm doing bad."

I glanced down, "Just try to focus on the clit  and lick a bit harder."

She went down and did what she was told to do and sure enough it felt better. I let out soft moans and after fifteen minutes I came.

She sat up and she was really happy, "I did it." I pulled her on my lap.

"Yes you did, but you'll need practice." She nodded softly.

"May I have a kiss?" I kissed her and put her on the bottom. "Thank you for trying Imani."

She smirked softly "Tomorrow we can choose our donor." I smiled widely "Oh I love you." She smiled and kissed me.

My smile dropped slowly and then I said, "When you said you went through therapy..."

She got small, "I didn't know why I was so scared to start a family with you and I went to see a therapist. We came to the conclusion that I didn't want a family because I didn't want to do to my kids what my mother did to me." That made sense

"So to help, my mother agreed to start going to family therapy with me." My eyes widened and she sighed softly.

"I didn't think she'd agree either but she said it was a part of her promise to being a better mom to me. And she had her own things to express about her parents." She held my hand tightly.

"Six months is a long time but I genuinely wanted to get ready for you. I wanted to get ready for us." This meant a lot to me.

We ended up reading the texts Imani sent to me and all of them were explaining her situation to me and asking about me. She even spoke about her therapy sessions.

"Wow...I really regret giving Amber my password." She traced my bottom lip.

"You know it makes me violently angry seeing you with someone else. Do it again and I'm going to jail for murder." I hmm'd.

"You need sex. You're talking about killing people again." She fiddled her thumbs "Because you're mine."

I shushed her and undid her pants "Just relax, you'll be thinking right before you know it."

She only gets like this when she's in heat so I wasn't worried...not worried at all

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