"Ring ringggg" The doorbell sounded.

A worried Elvis parker quickly rushed to the door. He was a tall, lean brunet man in his early thirties.

At the door was Tracy Millers his girlfriend and mother of his 4 months old daughter, Priscilla. She was a petite black haired lady in her late twenties with big brown eyes. She was cradling the baby, unable to make eye contacts as she depended on the walls for support. 

"El" she managed to speak as he quickly took the baby out of her arms. She was completely wasted, unable to depend on her feet as she reeked of booze.

"Again... Tracy! Again" a disappointed elvis yelled.

"Move" she slurred pushing him aside as she strutted in.

"I'm not in the mood El...just leave me alone" she continued unbuttoning her coat.

"Tracy are you crazy? How many times would i tell you not to do this? How can you call yourself a mother when you don't know the basics. A club? A fucking four months old to a club? Are you insane?" He roared.

"It was a house party not a club point of correction. My friends were there, she's fine" 

"You're crazy! Fucking crazy!! I can literally take you to the authorities for this"

"What?" 

"You heard me lady... you can lose custody if you_"

"Shut the fuck up Elvis! Just shut up!" Tracy interrupted walking up to him.

"She's my baby! I literally shat her out! Who do you think you are to threaten to take her away from me huh? Huh?" She yelled grabbing him by the collar.

"You're crossing the line. Unhand me" He whispered giving her a death glare.

"Or? Or what? You'd hit me?"

"I see what you're trying to do. It won't work. I won't hit you.." Elvis smirked.

"You don't have to hit me, you're already emotionally abusive to me. Telling me how you'd take my baby away from me? She's my child!!" She yelled tightening her grip.

"You! Ever since the pregnancy you've been irresponsible. You never eat right, you smoked weed, drank whisky. You're crazy to think you're a mom! She literally fought to be here. You never wanted her tracy, you wanted to abort her by all means with your nasty atti_"

Before he could finish his sentence, tracy's hand had collided with his face.

She was fuming.

"This...i never wanted this life. I promise you Elvis I'm gonna leave with her! You don't deserve any of us. Right from time you never help, you're a dictator telling me what to do and what not to do. I was literally dying during my trimester and where were you? The NBA? Now suddenly you're a present father? I hate you so much! I hate you its making me lose my mind! I'm gonna leave... just watch me"

" You are abusing me, and don't think you can use my kid against me. I love this kid and I'm ready to fight and cut all ties with your crazy ass for her. She doesn't deserve to be caught up in all this bullshit. I promise you, if you runaway...oh lord! The law may be against us men as usual but i will go far and beyond to find you and lock your ass up!!" Elvis glared cornering her while maintaining eye contact.

"I hate you! I let you in me, i regret it so much!! I hate you" Tracy cried.

"Oh when you were begging me to "fill you up" you didn't realize you hate me" he laughed as he walked upstairs. Tracy laid down on the sofa crying, few minutes later she dozed off.

Elvis laid Priscilla to sleep as he returned downstairs just to find Tracy on the bare ground. Apparently, she had fallen off the sofa. He couldn't believe this tiny woman was the one who exhibited such intense rage a while ago. He knew he wasn't the best father but he was willing to try and Priscilla came unexpectedly. He wanted Tracy to quit bad habits and become a mom. She was a good person but had some demons she fought and he believed it was time for her to let go of them.

He walked closer to her and lifted her up when she snorted before finally opening her eyes.

"You... put me down..." she slurred.

"You fell"

"I know... I'll head up myself"

He listened to her and put her down as she struggled to get on her two feet. He knew she was stubborn so he let her struggle for a while before picking her up again.

"El stop... stop. Leave me alone. I hate you!" She kept repeating fighting him off. He managed to endure as he finally got to the bedroom.

"Here" he slowly dropped her.

"Why do you.. why do you keep doing this" she looked at him, eyes filled with tears.

"What?" He puzzled.

"You don't like me yet you keep...you keep doing this. I..i just wanted to have fun. I tried my..my best to live healthy. I drank just once... just once El. I agree that.. I'm_ i'm not a great mom but cut me some slack. I don't know how this works" Tracy broke down completely.

Elvis knew she was right. Tracy grew up with two dads. She never had a mother figure, she never wanted a kid but what can they do. Priscilla is healthy and beautiful and she didn't want to leave after all the pills tracy popped.

"I'm sorry. I just.. i have no words" he replied softly rubbing her shoulders.

"I really.. really don't like you. You're so mean!" She kept sniffling.

He wiped her tears as he sat her down on the bed getting rid of her jewelleries. He went to the bathroom and came out with soap and a wet towel which he used in wiping off her makeup.

When he got to her lipstick, he took a gentle wipe and planted a soft kiss afterwards. Her half closed eyes suddenly opened wide as she grabbed him by the neck planting a more aggressive kiss on his lips. Elvis knew what that meant, his girl was hungry and he couldn't lie to himself, she was madly attractive at that point. He was used to seeing her tough side but this side of her was rare, her vulnerability was cute and he loved the fact she was raw with him tonight. He lifted her up, planting soft kisses on her face. From her lips to her eyes, to her nose, cheeks and back to her lips. They were kissing like two seperated lovers who longed for each other. He reached for her bra in between kisses as she held on to him. As soon as the strap was out, he buried his face in her bosom, kissing and suckling on her erect hard nipples. She softly moaned as he played with them. He loved teasing her, watching her beg for pleasure was his satisfaction.

He put her down as she reached for his belts undoing it as fast as she could. He slowly pushed her on the bed as he completely undressed, she smiled at him. He knew she liked what she saw. He reached for her pants slowly pulling them off. Planting soft kisses on her area.

"Hmph...I've missed this" he moaned as he kept kissing them.

"El..." she moaned spreading her legs.

He kissed her thighs and below her belly button before returning to her area... she was already a bit wet. He slid his tongue in her area tasting her juices. He had missed her, he buried his face in it, licking and kissing every part of it as she moaned loudly. Yes, he was satisfied, she was reacting how he wanted. Her juices were flowing as he retracted now using the tip of his fingers to play with her area.

"Ohhh... oh my..Ugh" she kept moaning.

He kissed her area once again as he got up and planted more kisses from her stomach to her breasts, her neck then her lips. He wasn't done with her. Now he was on top her, being careful not to put his whole weight on her, he carefully thrust in as she spread her legs evenly giving him more room.

"Ugh...El" she loudly moaned not giving a care in the world.

He kissed her still thrusting... slowly slowly as she kept moaning. He began increasing his pace. They were in their own world as the intense love making lasted for some moments!