Falling for a Hood King 2

by Shvonne Latrice

  "I don't know whose baby that is," I finally replied and took another sip.

  She sat her purse on my desk, and walked over to me. She took my drink out my hand, and sat it back on the end table next to me. She then sat in my lap, and cupped my face before pressing her soft lips against mine. She started to suck my lips, and then dipped her tongue in my mouth. I rubbed all over her small back, as we kissed and kissed.

  "You know this is your baby," she whispered in between kisses.

  After a couple minutes of hot and heavy tongue action, I finally snapped out of the trance she had over me. I lightly pushed her off of me and on to the couch. I stood up and pinched the bridge of my nose, because I had a headache from all this shit. I hiked my jeans up, as I walked around the back of my desk to sit down and think. I threw my hood on and interlocked my fingers under my chin.

  "Julius, I didn't do anything. You need to know that," she said.

  "Explain why that nigga knew what your naked body looked like Natalia?" I said looking up at her.

  "He blackmailed me," she said as her eyes became watery.

  "What?" I frowned in irritation. What the fuck was she talking about?

  "He took those pictures of me in the club, and he said if I didn't undress in front of him, he would show them to you."

  "And you did it?" I replied shaking my head. "And you expect me to believe you didn't let him fuck too?"

  "I didn't Julius! That was all he wanted!"

  "Oh, so if he wanted some pussy too, you would've done it?" I yelled standing up.

  "No! I"

  "Just get out Natalia, I have to finish my meeting and I can't deal with this," I said as I walked to my office door, and opened it for her.

  She grabbed her purse off my desk, and pushed me as she walked by. I grabbed her arm, and pulled her back to me. I wrapped my arm around her small torso, and leaned down to kiss her lips. She tried to pull away, but my grip was too strong. I kissed from her lips, to her neck, to her collarbone, and then back to suck on her lips. I pecked her once more, and then we stared into each other’s eyes. She moved from my embrace and left, after realizing my mind was still made up; Natalia and I were a wrap. No grown man is gone just ask to watch you undress or dress, and then not fuck.

  Chapter 26: Natalia

  2 Weeks Later

  I had yet to receive any divorce papers, so I wasn't sure what was going on in Julius' mind. He seemed to be adamant about getting a divorce, and we hadn't seen each other in two weeks. However, today he was coming to the house to see Jackson.

  Yes, the house. I decided I was gonna live here, when I heard he was pretty much back with Bianca. She was telling everyone who would listen, that she and Julius were fucking around again. I cried every night damn near, just thinking about him going back to her.

  Julius was back to his old ways, smashing everything with two legs, saying our baby wasn't his, and ignoring me for weeks at a time. I should've known our little fairytale life wouldn't last long. Only good thing that seemed to come out of our relationship was Jackson, and that week we spent in Paris.

  I threw on some skinny jeans, a t-shirt, and some fuzzy socks. Paula was gonna come over later so that we could relax, and she could see the new house finally. I braided my curly hair into one big braid, and right when I finished, I heard the front door open. I went to Jackson's room, and grabbed him to take him downstairs.

  "Mr. Tate is here, Mrs. Tate," Winnie said poking her head into my son's bedroom.

  "Okay," I replied and half smiled.

  I dressed Jackson in a red polo, and some khaki shorts. He was identical to his father, with his small nose, and beautiful peanut butter complexion. I kissed his little cheeks, and then picked him up to take him downstairs. I walked down the stairs with him on my hip, and Julius stared at us as we neared him.

  "Hey man," he smiled as I handed Jackson to him. I turned to walk away, because I wanted to make some lunch and do laundry to help out Winnie. "Where you going?' Julius called after me.

  "I'm going to make some lunch," I replied.

  "You can't spend no time with your family?" he frowned.

  "My family? I didn't know you and I were family Julius. I thought we were getting a divorce, since I'm carrying your friend’s baby, right?" I folded my arms.

  He placed Jackson in his swing bed and marched over to me. He had on a simple black t-shirt, with dark jeans, and all black chucks. Even the simple things made him look sexy.

  "So you finally admitted it," he cracked an evil smile as he towered over me.

  "Whatever Julius. If you want to believe this one isn't yours, go ahead. I'm tired of going back and forth with you. I will take care of my baby alone," I said trying to walk away.

  "Come here," he said trying to kiss me, but I moved my face away.

  "I don't want you kissing me. You think I don't know about you and Bianca?" I frowned.

  "Bianca ain't no fucking body! She ain't never been shit to me!" he yelled.

  "Well it doesn’t seem that way. And she ain't the only one you fucking," I said calmly, as I started to feel tears well up.

  "So! You fucked Menzo!" he boomed.

  "Well since you think I fucked someone else, then I will just go ahead and do it!" I cried.

  He grabbed me by the neck, and pinned me up against the wall. I clawed at his hands, so that I could catch my breath.

  "That's what you gone do? Huh, you little hoe!" he said frowning his face up.

  I felt bold, so I nodded my head yes. His eyes bucked, and he let go of my neck to slap me. His hand landed on my eye, and it started to throb. I ran away towards the stairs, but he grabbed me by the waist, making us fall on the stairs.

  "Stop Julius! I'm pregnant! Just send the divorce papers!" I cried and ran up the stairs. Once I reached the bedroom, I locked the door. He had Winnie bring me some ice for my eye, and I fell asleep after applying it for a little while.

  I woke up to my door opening, and saw Julius walking in. I looked at the clock, and saw it was around 6pm. I had been sleep for four hours straight. He was holding a bouquet of white roses, and a gift bag. As he neared me, I turned my face away from him. He set the stuff down on the nightstand next to me, and then sat on the bed. We stared at each other, before I started to cry. He lightly thumbed my tears away, and kissed my bruised eye gently.

  "You're gonna kill me Julius," I said slightly above a whisper. "Me and the baby, if you keep hitting me and stressing me out," I cried.

  He didn't respond, as he kissed all over my face. He undressed down to his boxers, and then did the same to me. He climbed in bed, and hugged me tight from behind. He kissed my shoulders, and then craned his neck around to kiss my lips. I slightly moved away, as he sucked on my bottom lip. He rubbed his hand down the front of my body, and cupped my still flat stomach. He kissed the tattoo of our wedding date, as he slipped his hand down into my panties.

  "I'm sorry I hit you baby," he whispered once he felt me tense up.

  I didn't say anything, as he brought his hand around the back of me, and inserted two fingers into my vagina. He lifted my leg a little, for more access, as he pushed his fingers further inside me from behind. His other arm was under me, and still wrapped tightly around my torso, as he kissed my neck from behind. He switched back and forth between rubbing my clit, and plunging his fingers back inside me. I threw my head back, and he kissed my lips.

  "This pussy is tight. You promise you never gave my shit away?" he asked in a low tone.

  "I promise," I moaned. "Fuck, Julius," I bit my lip, as he sped up his finger thrusts.

  "Tell me you love me," he said.

  "I love you so much Ju," I whimpered.

  "You about to cum, look at me," he said, knowing my body better than me. He loved to see my face when I was cumming. I did as he asked, and turned to look at him.

  "Are you coming back home?" I moaned as I felt myself about to explode.

  "Yeah, as soon as you cum for me," he replied and bit my ear.r />
  As soon as he did that, I released onto his fingers. He slid them out slowly, and then licked his them. He slowly inserted his dick, inch by inch, and gripped my torso tight so I couldn't move. He pumped slowly, until he could fit all the way in. He gripped my body tighter, and sucked on my shoulder.

  "Aahhh. Mmmmm Julius," I purred, as he plunged his long, thick pole into me.

  He gripped my jaw with his hand and leaned my head back for a kiss. He took his other hand and reached in front of me to play with my clit. He had my body locked against his, using one arm, as he feverishly played with my clit using the other. He sped up his pelvic thrusts, beating my shit to a pulp, as he bit my shoulder.

  "Ah, fuck Nat!" he damn near yelled into my mouth as he began to suck my lips.

  He lifted my leg a little more, using his knee, and sped up some more. We both exploded, and our bodies jerked together as we yelled out. He played with my nipples, as we panted trying to catch our breath.

  "Fuck, you got some good shit babe," he grunted as his hands roamed the front of my naked shivering body.

  I saw Paula had called me, but I was too spent to call her back.

  Later that night, Julius decided to take Jackson and I to this really nice restaurant named Charleston Grill. It was starting to become his routine. Whenever he messed up, he wanted to take me out and buy me things. None of that stuff mattered to me unless he was actually going to be different. At least him agreeing to come home was a start.

  I decided to go with a simple red Roberto Cavalli dress. It reminded me of a kimono, but just really short. I let my hair hang down, because I had to spend extra time covering the slight bruising and swelling around my eye. I didn't usually wear makeup, but I had to tonight. Julius was looking fine as usual, in Roberto Cavalli jeans and a grey Cavalli crew neck. I wished they made stuff for babies, but since they didn't, we dressed Jackson in some dark jeans, and a grey crew neck like his daddy.

  "You ready baby?" Julius asked with Jackson on his hip. I nodded and got up to walk out the bedroom. Julius rushed after me, and grabbed my waist from behind. He craned his neck around and kissed my lips softly, making me smile.

  Charleston Grill was really beautiful, and made me feel like I was dining in a rich uncle's house. It had a homey feeling, with all the wooden walls. The chairs and tables were all white, giving it an expensive feel as well. We didn't wait long to be seated, and once we were, we ordered drinks so I could have something in my stomach.

  "I'm sorry for hitting you again baby girl," Julius broke the silence, and adjusted Jackson in his lap.

  "I know," I said, not bothering to look up from the menu.

  "You still upset?" he asked calmly.

  "Yeah," I said, finally looking up.

  "What you want me to do? I brought you roses and stuff," he replied with a concerned expression.

  "That's nice Julius, but it doesn't matter if you're gonna do the same things."

  "You right," he said, and then looked out the window of the restaurant.

  We talked for a little bit more over dinner, and the food was as good as I expected. I couldn't wait to get home and get my feet rubbed. I hadn't been pregnant long, but my feet were hurting so bad already.

  "Jackson is knocked out," Julius said as he walked into the bedroom.

  He walked over and sat next to me on the bed, then exhaled heavily. He pulled me into his lap, and pushed my hair behind my ears. He went into his jacket pocket and pulled out a velvet box. When he opened it, it contained a gold chain, with a gold ring hanging from it.

  "Julius,I"

  "Just hear me out real quick ma," he exhaled. "I don't know why you love me, but I'm glad that you do. You deserve better than me, but instead of just saying that and letting you go, I'm gonna be the man you've deserved this whole time," he started, and tears were running down my face. I wiped them, and sniffled so I could pay attention. "I want you to wear this, as a symbol of a promise I'm gonna make to you," he smiled and wiped my tears, ‘cause I couldn't stop them. He kissed my lips, and then cleared his throat as he tightened his grip around my waist. "I promise you that as long as there is air in my lungs, I will never hit you again. I will never hurt you again, or let anyone else hurt you. I promise that as long as you and I are in a relationship, I will be faithful to you. I want this Natalia, us. I want us and our kids, babe. Yes, the one in your stomach, because I know it's mine. I need you to wear this, so that no matter what’s going on, or how you're feeling in a particular moment, you will remember my promise to you. I won't ever break this promise to you. Aight?" he finally smiled.

  I couldn't do anything but nod, as he kissed my lips repeatedly. He fastened the necklace around my neck, and then kissed me again. I hugged him tight and melted in his strong embrace.

  "No more Bianca?" I smiled.

  "What? Woman, hell nah!" he shook his head in disgust, and I chuckled.

  "I love you Julius Tate," I said holding his face and looking into his eyes. He kissed me as I sniffled a bit.

  "I love you, so, so, so much more Natalia Tate," he replied biting his lip.

  I looked at my wedding band and engagement ring, and then chuckled because I was so happy.

  Afterwards, my husband gave me a full body massage, with oils included. Once he was done, we indulged in our favorite past time, a bubble bath and my favorite pink champagne, the non-alcoholic version however. Once we were done, we looked through our wedding and honeymoon pictures for the rest of the night.

  Chapter 27: Lucy

  Natalia didn't talk to me for four weeks, but at least she had still been paying my rent. She'd been ignoring my texts and calls constantly, up until about three days ago. At first I couldn't blame her, but then it started to just piss me off. To top it off, Menzo seemed to be ignoring me as well. I bet they were somewhere together, fucking each other. I knew she was alive and well during that four week stint, because she posted a couple pictures of she and Julius at the park with their son. Then she went to dinner with Paula and their kids. I was still furious with Natalia, but I had something for her shady ass now that we were somewhat cool again.

  Natalia Bff: We are here.

  Tonight we were flying to Las Vegas, because we had tickets to see Michael Jackson and the Beatles’ Cirque du Soleil show. Natalia's ass knew better than to not invite me this time. Paula was bringing her daughter Gabby, and Natalia was bringing Jackson, so I was bringing Lumar. I really didn't want to take my son, but since Winnie was coming, I decided to. No need for me to pay for my own nanny, when Natalia had one.

  "Hey," I said dryly, as I got into the stretch limo. It was a couple other niggas, including Julius’ brother Rashad, his friends Tim, Dash, and Leese, and then their females, so I was the only solo one. I was wondering why Menzo wasn't there. "We’re driving to Vegas?" I frowned.

  "No, flying," Rashad replied.

  I nodded and stared out the window, as we drove to the private airport. Once we boarded Julius' private jet, I handed my son, Lumar to Winnie, so she could hold him; I needed my rest. Everyone kind of looked at me, but I didn't give a fuck.

  I rolled my eyes when I heard kissing, ‘cause I knew it was Julius and Natalia. Originally, I encouraged Natalia's relationship with Julius, because he was just some street hustler. He was sexy as fuck, but there were niggas with way fatter pockets than him. Had I'd known he had plans to shoot to the top and become rich as fuck, I would've went for him myself.

  You see, back in Indianapolis, he and Menzo were at the same level, so it didn't matter to me. Julius was better looking, but I had already pushed up on Menzo, and then next thing I knew, Natalia and Julius had a thing. Yeah Menzo made more money with this move to Charleston, but not as much as Julius. Plus, Julius was a boss, and that shit made my panties wet. He was only 21, and had his shit to-fuckin-gether man. And something about him being married now, made me want him even more.

  We were staying at the Venetian for four days, and that shit was off the damn chain. What was even better
, was the fact that I didn't have to pay a dime. All the guys paid for their Penthouse suites, and Julius paid for mine. Look at him already paying my way, with his sexy ass. I had a suite all to myself, and hopefully I would be sharing it with a certain someone fairly soon.

  KNOCK!

  KNOCK!

  KNOCK!

  "You wanna go to the fashion mall with me and Paula?" Natalia asked when I opened the door.

  "You bringing him?" I frowned pointing to Jackson on her hip, playing with a gold chain she was wearing.

  "Yeah, he's my baby. I like having him with me," she replied sarcastically, and I rolled my eyes.

  "Is Lumar with Winnie?" I asked and she nodded.

  Paula had her daughter too, but I didn’t want to bring my son. I loved him, but I was just going through something right now.

  "Well, I don't feel like carrying Lumar," I shook my head and grabbed my purse.

  "I have my double stroller," Natalia offered.

  "Why do you have a double?" I asked.

  "I'm pregnant again, remember?" she smiled.

  "Nah, he's good with Winnie," I replied and we headed to the mall.

  Later that night

  After the crew got home from a movie and dinner, I relaxed in my room for a bit. I wanted to go check on Julius, so I got dressed again and headed down the hall. I stole their spare key, when I was chilling with Natalia after the mall.

  I quietly used the card to enter their room, and closed the door gently. I saw Winnie knocked out in the living room area, and Jackson sleeping on his little pallet-like bed. I heard loud moans in the distance, and a smile crept across my face. I twisted the doorknob to the bedroom slowly, and pushed it open just a little.

  Natalia was lying horizontally across the bed with her legs open, and Julius was on the floor with his head between them. She had a baby bump that was very small. All I could see were Julius' sexy shoulders, and it was enough to turn me on.