Falling for a Hood King 2

by Shvonne Latrice

  "I'm sorry I hit you," I said as she straddled my lap in the tub.

  "I know," she said looking away.

  "I'm gone do better aight," I replied turning her face to me.

  "I know," she half smiled.

  "You gonna marry me this weekend?" I smiled kissing her lips.

  "Really?" she said looking into my eyes. Her honey golden skin glowed in the dimly lit bathroom.

  "Yeah, really," I chuckled.

  She smiled big and then blushed. She covered her face with both hands, out of embarrassment. She was so adorable. I moved her hands out of her face and kissed her lips. She slid down on my dick, and we both moaned in each other’s mouths, not breaking our kiss. Fuck, I loved this girl.

  Chapter 19: Lucy

  "Fuck." I moaned as Menzo thrusted into my walls.

  "What's your name, tell me your name sexy," he grunted. I rolled my eyes, ‘cause I was tired of this shit.

  "I'm Natalia daddy," I cooed.

  "Arrgghhh!" he yelled as he nutted.

  Yeah, this was a new thing for Menzo and me. I had to turn off the lights, and pretend I was my best friend, in order to bring my man to an orgasm. That was the story of my sex life. I decided that after the baby was born, I was moving out. I couldn't do this shit with him anymore.

  "That was the fucking best," he said out of breath, as we laid next to each other in the dark.

  "Ah!" I yelped as my water broke. "Turn on the light Menzo!" I yelled. I guess I needed the light to make sure.

  He cut the light on, and we verified my water had broken. He helped me up and to the car, and then we sped to the hospital.

  After ten hours, I welcomed my son Lumar Menzo Ouistin. I refused to name him Menzo Jr, when he may never see him again. I knew Menzo had no plans of fathering him. I went ahead and gave him the nigga's name as a middle name, just out of the goodness of my heart. His trifling ass didn't give a fuck what I named him anyway. He didn’t even stay for the delivery.

  ***

  I'd been home for two days, and I was ready to get as far away from Menzo as possible. I hated him so much, and I was happy that the healing time was weeks away from being over. I was happy to have a reason not to fuck his whack ass. Plus, I knew he had some little bitch he was fucking on the side, and that was cool with me.

  Today, Natalia and I were gonna secretly look at apartments. She was gonna use part of the money that Julius gave her, to help me pay my rent and the deposit. Here she was paying my way, like she'd been doing ever since I met her.

  "Now this is one of our best condominiums, it's two stories…" the realtor started.

  I stopped listening after a while, because I really didn't care about what she was saying. I just needed Natalia to pay her the money, so we could hit up the furniture store. I nodded as if I was paying attention, and they both looked at me waiting for my approval.

  "I like it. I will take it!" I said.

  "Well how much is it?" Natalia asked. "Monthly," she continued.

  "Natalia! Why does it matter?" I scowled.

  "Lucy, I just want to know," she replied and I rolled my eyes.

  "$1500 a month," the realtor smiled.

  "Okay that's fine," Natalia replied.

  After signing all the paperwork, and paying the first and last month's rent, we headed to Pottery Barn to buy some furniture. We both got stuff for our son's, and then I got stuff for my new place. She spent about $10,000 on me in total, and boy was I happy.

  Once we knew everything was placed in my condo, she dropped me off at my new place, after taking me grocery shopping. I swear Natalia was like my sugar daddy. I appreciated it though.

  Lumar was knocked out, so I laid him down on my new couch, and then poured me a glass of the wine I stole from Menzo's crib. I pulled out my phone, and shot Julius a text. When Natalia went to the bathroom earlier, I took Julius number out her phone. Yeah, I'm shady or whatever, but I really don't care. You see how you feel after your nigga asks you to pretend to be your best friend in bed.

  Me: Hey sexy.

  2 Hours Later

  Julius: Who is this?

  Chapter 20: Natalia

  July 25th

  "Introducing, Mr. and Mrs. Julius Christian Tate!" the DJ yelled over the reception hall, and every one clapped.

  Julius leaned down to kiss my lips about one hundred times, before we walked into the reception hall. We headed to the middle of the dance floor to have our first dance, and it was one of the greatest moments in my life. I never thought I would see this day, where Julius and I would be married. I never even thought I would be married period. We wanted to dance to "All Eyes on You" by Meek, since that was our song, but we went ahead with our second favorite, "Red Eye" by Amerie, since it was more appropriate. Right after however, the DJ played Meek for us.

  I was happy that my mother decided to come. I think she only came because Julius paid for her to be here, but I was still happy to see her nonetheless. We went ahead and sat down at the table designated for us, and I had Paula and Lucy sitting at the left of me. My baby, Jackson sat in his daddy's lap, as we ate food and cake. Lucy was really quiet the whole time, but I wasn't gonna let her attitude ruin this day for me. Paula was being a great friend as usual, so I was mainly talking to her. I didn't have time to coddle Lucy.

  "I just want to say a couple words to my little bro and his beautiful wife." Rashad stood up and put his glass in the air. Everyone quieted down and looked his way. "I thought I would never see the day where you'd be a married man, especially before me. But I'm happy for you dawg, and I couldn't have picked a better sister-in-law," Rashad smiled, and everyone clapped except Lucy. I rolled my eyes and Paula shook her head.

  We had a really good time all night, and I was beat. I wanted to get some sleep, but we had to head to Paris overnight, so I would just sleep on the plane. Paula and Rashad were coming too, and I wanted Lucy there, but Julius said that wasn't a good idea. And with the way she was acting all day at my wedding, I was definitely agreeing with his decision now.

  ***

  We got to Paris early in the morning, and after getting dressed for the day, we headed to Disneyland in Paris. I'd never been to Disneyland or Paris so my mouth seemed to be stuck open the whole time.

  "I don't know what this is, but let's go!" I smiled as I pointed to the Sleeping Beauty Castle attraction. Julius shook his head and smiled.

  "Aye, come here," he said pulling me back into him. "You been so excited, I haven't gotten any lip action," he smiled. I chuckled as he pressed his lips against mine, and then sucked my lips.

  "Aight y'all!" Rashad yelled.

  I took about a million pictures during the whole time we were there. My Instagram was flooded with pictures of Pocahontas' Indian Village, the Pinocchio attraction, Ratatouille, and us meeting Mickey Mouse. I had millions of pictures of the four of us, and then some of my love and I. I had so many souvenirs it was crazy. I hadn't been sad one time, and we'd only been here a day.

  We left the park, and headed to our suite at Le Bristol Paris. We had to get ready to go to dinner within the hotel. It was being hosted by one of the greatest chefs in town, so they say, and we were gonna have a great meal. I hoped he was really good, because I had never tasted French food before.

  We went our separate ways, and Julius and I walked into our suite. I loved this suite much more than the one in Los Angeles. It reminded me of those French romance films. The living room was huge, with white couches and burgundy lounge chairs. There were two bedrooms, even though we only needed the master bedroom. The master bedroom was huge and had bay windows that gave a view over all of Paris it seemed. There were pure white relaxing chairs and French pictures on the wall. It was gorgeous, and I knew it cost my man, excuse me, my husband a lot of money. The bathrooms were all white, and they had plush robes in them. There was a balcony connected to the bathroom, so that we could take a bubble bath while watching the stars.

  KNOCK!

  KNOCK!

  KNOCK
!

  A young man came to the door to deliver a complimentary bottle of French champagne. We were in the honeymoon suite, so I guess they did that for all newlyweds. I wasn't 21 yet, but I don't think they cared in Paris. Plus, Julius was 21 anyway.

  "I love this honey," I smiled, as I took the glass of champagne he poured me.

  "Honey?" he chuckled.

  "Yes, honey. That's what married couples say." I chuckled as he towered over me to kiss my lips.

  "Is that right Mrs. Tate?" he asked, as I smiled and stared up into his eyes for a couple seconds. I silently prayed that I didn't ever wake up, if this was actually a dream.

  "I am Mrs. Tate hunh?" I grinned.

  "You are. The one and only," Julius replied before kissing me.

  It was only 7pm, so we decided to take a bubble bath together, since we had two hours to get down to the ballroom for dinner. I pinned my curly hair up, and slid into the huge tub with my man. I sat between his legs, as we sipped champagne, and stared out the balcony doors.

  "Ahhh, I love you," I said leaning my head back on his chest.

  "I love you more baby girl," he replied kissing my cheeks.

  I was all dressed up for dinner, in my favorite designer Jeremy Scott. I wore a knit striped crop top, with the matching skirt. The crop top was short sleeved, and a mixture of red and orange-yellow stripes. The skirt was the same, and stopped in the middle of my thigh. I finished it off with some patchwork stilettoes from Tom Ford. I pinned my long, brown curls up loosely, and let them fall where they may. Julius wore an all-black Givenchy suit. All black meaning the shirt, jacket, pants and shoes were black. He wore a tie that was black, with little white specs on it. His hair was freshly cut since the wedding day, and his Dolce cologne was just as intoxicating as the first time I smelled it.

  "You look so good Nat. Damn," Julius said looking me up and down.

  He put his hand out to lead me to the ballroom. We met up with Paula and Rashad, before being seated. The chef was really nice, and everything was so upscale. Rashad and Julius were being so mushy, and Paula and I loved every bit of it. I posted plenty of pictures of Julius and I, and Paula and I, and I guess Lucy wasn't feeling it.

  Lucy Bff: Wow you knew I needed to get away, so much for a best friend.

  I felt bad, but she was really acting strange, and I just wanted to enjoy my honeymoon. Anyway, I tasted all kinds of wines and champagnes, so I was so damn tipsy. I was full, and ready to have sex with my husband. After a couple hours, we all retired to our suites to prepare for the next day’s festivities.

  "We’re making another baby tonight," Julius smiled as he unbuttoned his shirt.

  I was laying on the bed in a peach lace, bra and thong set. I left my hair in the same style from dinner. Julius crawled onto the bed and got between my legs. He kissed my lips, as he pulled down my panties. He reached under me to unsnap my bra, and then devoured my nipples.

  "Ahhh, oooh," I purred. I was buzzed so it seemed to intensify everything.

  Julius placed my thighs on his shoulders, and sucked my clit into his mouth. He placed his palms under my thighs to push them back, as he used his tongue wisely. He licked from my opening, to my swollen clit, where he would softly suck on it. I thought I was gonna pass out I was cumming so hard on his mouth.

  "Ahhh, ahhh. I love you Ju! Ahhh," I cried as I ran my hand over his fade.

  My body jerked once more, as I exploded for the third time. He lay on his back, after kissing my thighs, and I took his long thick dick into my mouth. I paid a lot of attention to the head, as I played with his balls. Once my mouth was soaked, I took the rest of him in my mouth.

  "Natalia, shit," he mumbled as he grabbed a fistful of my hair.

  I bobbed up and down, switching up my speed, and keeping it sloppy just the way he liked it. In no time, he was shooting his seeds down my throat. I swallowed it up, and then climbed atop it. I slid down slowly, and we both bit our lips simultaneously at the feeling.

  "This pussy was made for me," Julius moaned.

  I rocked my hips slowly, making sure to bounce slowly the way he liked. He grabbed my small perky breasts, and began to play with my nipples. My pelvis tightened, and I squeezed my thighs against his rib cage. I released all over his pole, and he sat up to flick his tongue over my nipples. He flipped me on my back, and then rushed into me. He pinned my hands up, and dipped his tongue in my mouth. We were sucking each other’s lips, as he rushed into me and pulled out slowly, constantly. I came two more times, before he finally cuffed my shoulders within his biceps, and pounded into me until he came. He kissed me while still pumping me at an extremely slow pace.

  "I love yo’ sexy ass," he whispered in between kisses.

  "I love you too husband," I replied trying not to break our kiss.

  We made love for the rest of the night, and I'm sure I was gonna come back to South Carolina pregnant.

  I had the time of my life for the rest of the trip, sightseeing, trying new foods, just getting into the Parisian life. Julius and I decided to get our wedding date tattooed on the napes of our necks, in roman numerals. Luckily since we arrived at the time we did, we got to experience the Paris Plagues, which is like an artificial beach. Paula and I took so many bikini pictures. I really went overboard, because I knew my body wasn't gonna look like this anymore for a while.

  Chapter 21: Julius

  I'd been back from my honeymoon for two weeks now, and I couldn't stop thinking about it. I had never been so relaxed in my life. I felt like a totally new person, and in a way, I guess I was. I was a married man now, and was the official King of South Carolina. My businesses were flourishing, both legal and illegal, and just as I predicted, I had more money than I could count.

  Tomorrow afternoon, I would be surprising my wife with our new house. Everything was finished and completely furnished. I couldn't wait to see the look on her face.

  "Excuse me," I said to the young lady I bumped into. I was at my Club Rissani just to make sure everything was going good, and to double check my books. "Bianca?" I frowned.

  "Hey Ju," she smirked and sipped her drink.

  "What you doing in Charleston?" I asked.

  "Oh, just visiting some friends," she nodded

  "You have friends in Charleston?" I raised a brow.

  "Yeah I do. Guess you didn't know me as well as you thought Ju," she licked her lips.

  "Aight, well it was nice seeing you," I replied and turned to walk away.

  "Wait! So you married now?" she asked lightly touching my arm.

  "Yeah, I am," I nodded.

  "To Natalia, the girl you told me you wasn't feeling, no matter how many times I asked you," she shook her head.

  "Well I guess you knew what was up all along, right?" I shrugged and walked away, before she could respond.

  I didn't have time to go back and forth with her. What was the point? Natalia and I were married, and Bianca and I have been over for at least a fucking year. She shouldn't even be worried about me at this point.

  Before heading home, I wanted to check on the construction of the winery/restaurant I was building. Bart said I was making way more money than what the club could make, and that I needed another business to make my money look legit. I agreed with him, and decided to open "Jackson Beach Winery". It was a restaurant and winery, with a beach theme. Natalia was the brains behind it, so I made sure to make her a partial owner. I wanted her to have her own money coming in, in case something happened to me.

  After checking with Clayton on the progress of the winery, I headed home to my baby. She said she had something to tell me, so I was eager to hear. I bobbed my head to "No Role Modelz" by J.Cole as I drove, and chuckled at a couple of the lines in the song. J.Cole always spoke the truth, and didn't give a damn who it offended, kind of like me. I pulled into my driveway, and then the garage. When I walked into my house, "It's Whatever" by Aaliyah was playing throughout, and there were candles everywhere.

  "Natalia?" I called out as I closed the doo
r.

  Before I could finish calling her name, she came down stairs in a sexy black lace one-piece. It was cut out on the sides, showing my name tatted on her rib cage. Her long hair was hanging down and swinging, as she walked up to me. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and pulled me down a little, for a kiss.

  "What is all this?" I chuckled.

  "We're celebrating!" she smiled, and pushed me down onto the couch.

  She straddled me and kissed my neck. My hands roamed all over her soft petite frame, and squeezed her little plump ass. I grabbed her body, and began kissing on the exposed parts of her small breast.

  "Don't you want to know what we're celebrating?" she chuckled.

  "Oh yeah, what?" I smiled.

  "Weelllll, we're gonna have a baby," she smiled big as fuck.

  I pulled her close and kissed her hard as hell. It was so sexy to know that she was carrying my baby again. I stood up with her still straddling me, and took her upstairs to possibly make that baby a twin.

  ***

  "Aight, when I move my hand, open your eyes," I said to Natalia, while holding Jackson on my hip.

  "Okay," she replied smiling.

  "Aight, open them," I said.

  She opened her eyes, and her jaw dropped. She stared at the big ass house, for what seemed like forever.

  "Go look around. It's our new house. We even have a room for Winnie, like you wanted."

  "Julius..." she said as she slowly walked towards the house.

  Together, the three of us looked around the mansion. I made sure to keep her out as long as I could, so her wardrobe could be moved over before we arrived. Everything looked perfect, and I was gonna make sure that Clayton got a nice little bonus for doing such a good job.

  Chapter 22: Natalia

  Today, Lucy and I were going over to Paula's house. Her mom was gonna make us lunch, since she wanted to hear about our trip to France. It was such a happy moment for me, so I didn't mind telling it to anyone who would listen. My grandkids are gonna be tired of me talking about it.