Falling for a Hood King 2

by Shvonne Latrice

  I pulled out the manual and started to look over how to build it, when my phone rang.

  "Hello?"

  "Good afternoon sexy," Marlon spoke into the phone.

  "Hi Marlon," I replied dryly.

  Somehow, he'd found out that Julius and I split, and he was calling and texting me non-stop. I was always giving him dry responses, or barely texting back, so I wasn't sure why he was continuing to pursue me. He wasn't an ugly guy, so why was a pregnant, 18 year old with a son, his first choice? I don't know.

  "What are you doing today?" he asked.

  "I'm busy," I replied.

  "Damn, a brother can't come chill with you?" he asked chuckling.

  "Why do you constantly come for me Marlon? I'm pregnant, and I have an 11-month-old son," I said rubbing my stomach, and frowning because of my aching back.

  "That should show you how bad I want you. I don't care about none of that shit," he replied. "Let me take you out this weekend," he added.

  "Marlon"

  "Pleeeeaaaassseee," he begged like a little kid.

  "Okay, okay," I chuckled.

  "Aight, I will be at your house to get you around 7pm."

  "Okay," I replied and disconnected.

  I pulled the manual back out, and looked over it. I looked up at all the pieces of the crib spread everywhere. I had been trying to do this all morning, and was only able to attach one part before needing a snack break. The diaper-changing table was already built, courtesy of Julius thank God. I lay on my back and stared at the ceiling, because I was so damn tired from dragging this big belly around.

  "Mrs. Tate, Mr. Tate is here," Winnie said standing in the doorway.

  As I sat up as Julius walked into the room. He closed the door behind him, and then joined me on the floor. He rubbed my belly, and then kissed my lips softly. His Dolce and Gabanna cologne smelled so good, and it brought back so many good memories. He was wearing an army green crew neck, dark jeans, and black Roshe Nikes. His peanut butter complexion was looking lickable, and so were his full lips. He lifted his black hat up a bit, to kiss me deeper.

  "You can't kiss me."

  "Why I can't?" he asked biting his sexy bottom lip.

  "Cause we are broken up," I smiled.

  "You my wife, we can't just break up," he said in between kisses.

  "What are you doing here?" I asked, pushing him away playfully.

  "Winnie called me and said you needed help," he smiled, and I melted. He was so fine, and I wanted him so bad. I needed to be strong though.

  "I don't need help," I replied.

  "Looks like you do," he said looking around the room.

  I ended up sitting there the whole time, watching him build the crib. He was doing a good job on his own, so there was no need for me to get up and help. Winnie brought some Lemon Pepper tuna casserole, which I scarfed down, while watching Julius finish up an hour later.

  "Aight, looks good," he said, as he rocked the crib a bit to make sure it was stable.

  "Thank you," I replied standing up with my empty plate.

  I walked out the room and went to put Jackson in bed for a nap. I wanted him to take a nap since I was taking one. I needed our sleep schedules to be the same. Once he was down, I walked into my bedroom, and Julius was sitting on the bed with his shoes and hat off.

  "Get out of here, I'm about to take a nap," I frowned.

  "We can take one together," he smiled and tapped the bed.

  I rolled my eyes, and walked over to the bed. I took off my maternity pants, and the shirt I was wearing; I always slept like this, I wasn't trying to entice him. He watched me lustfully, as I peeled the comforter back.

  "You're the sexiest pregnant woman I've ever seen,'' he commented.

  "Thanks," I replied being short.

  I climbed into the bed, and lay on my back. It was the only comfortable position, at this stage of being pregnant. Next thing I knew, I felt Julius' hand caress my belly. It felt good, so I didn't stop him. It was actually helping me fall asleep faster. Being typical Julius, that hand soon went down and tugged on my panties.

  "Julius, no," I said pushing his hand.

  He got up, pulled off his crew neck and jeans, and then got back into the bed. He slid under the covers of our huge bed, and then positioned his head between my legs. He threw the covers off of us, and pulled my panties off. I couldn't sit up fast enough to stop him, because of my big stomach. He placed my thighs on his shoulders, and licked slowly between the slit.

  "Ah," I moaned softly.

  He kept licking between the slit, nice and slow, making me get wetter. He placed his big hands on my stomach, and I placed my small ones on top of his, as he sucked on my clit gently. He dipped his tongue in my hole, and then trailed back up to suck on my clit again. I had to grab onto the sheets, as I felt my orgasm rising. I exploded, and he continued making love to my pussy.

  "Juuu, I'm tired," I whined.

  He ignored me, and kept working his magic on me. I came again, and he licked me clean. He kissed my lower lips a couple times, softly, and then stood on his knees. He pulled his dick out, and I tensed up in anticipation. Whenever we went more than a week without having sex, it hurt. He lowered himself closer to me, and placed the head at my opening.

  "Relax baby girl," he whispered.

  He pushed one of my legs back a little more, after he couldn't get inside, for more access. He finally got the head in, and then pushed himself in, inch by inch.

  "Fuck," he groaned, once all his eleven inches were deep inside me.

  "This hurts," I whimpered.

  "Just bear with me babe. Ahh," he moaned.

  "Oooh. Ju," I cooed as he slowly pumped into me.

  The sight of his ab muscles flexing with each thrust, was so sexy. He stared down into my eyes, biting his lip, and then smiled once he felt me cumming.

  "Damn I love you Nat," he whispered as he threw his head back.

  Chapter 38: Julius

  Saturday Night

  Tonight I was going to see Natalia again. I was trying to slowly work my way back into her life. I don't know where she thought she was going, but she wasn't going anywhere. I loved her and Jackson more than anything, and Bianca was not about to mess that up for me.

  I pulled up to our house, and grabbed the bouquet of roses I'd bought for her. Natalia loved red roses. She was really into romantic movies, so anything like that, always made her smile. I dusted off my black windbreaker, and headed up to the door. I reached into my jean pocket for the key and walked in. I walked through the foyer, and followed the sound of the TV, which led me to the den. I spotted Winnie sitting on the couch watching TV, and Jackson sitting in his playpen.

  "Winnie, where is Natalia?" I asked and walked over to pick up Jackson.

  "Oh, Mr. Tate, she umm... she" Winnie stammered.

  "Where is she Winnie? Is she okay?" I frowned and kissed Jackson's cheek.

  "She went to Magnolias Mr. Tate," Winnie half-smiled.

  "Magnolia's? With whom? Paula?" I frowned and Winnie shook her head no. The look she was giving me, let me know Natalia was there with somebody she shouldn't have been with.

  I put Jackson back in his playpen, and left the roses in the den. I damn near ran out to my car and sped to Magnolias. Really Natalia? She had me fucked up right now. I pulled up after what felt like forever, and parked my shit quickly. I walked in past the hostess, and searched the restaurant frantically for Natalia. I spotted her sitting across from that same nigga I beat up at the club.

  "Well, well, well," I said walking up to their table.

  "Julius..." Natalia said with her eyes bucked. Her long brown hair was down, and she had on a short black dress.

  "Oh my goodness," the dude exhaled, wiping a hand over his face.

  "What the fuck you doing here with this nigga?" I frowned.

  "We aren't together Julius, you can't do this," she said in a low tone.

  I sat down next to her, and dipped my tongue in her mouth. She tried
to pull away, but I wasn't allowing that shit. I sucked on her lips and rubbed her belly, as her little date commented and groaned. Natalia finally pushed me away after a nice tongue down.

  "Really Natalia? This what you want?" I asked pointing to her little date.

  "Leave Julius, please," she replied.

  "Aight, remember this ma," I said as I hopped up and bounced. My phone buzzed in my pocket on the way out, and it was Franceska.

  Franceska: So how long you gone ignore me daddy?

  Me: Where are you?

  Franceska: My new condo, I moved here.

  Wow, this dick I'm working with must be a game changer, if all these bitches is relocating for it.

  Me: Oh.

  Franceska: Come over.

  Me: Send your address.

  As I waited for her address, a text from Natalia came through.

  Wife: Don't go messing with other girls.

  Me: Oh but you can go on dates? Get the fuck outta here.

  Wife: I'm not on a date. I'm out with a friend. Plus, we are broken up.

  Me: So if we broke up, then it shouldn't matter who I'm messing with.

  Wife: It does.

  Me: Why?

  Wife: Cause I need to see that you have discipline!

  Me: Whatever, have fun on your date. If you let that nigga hit, I'm killing both of y'all.

  Wife: I love you too much to do that. Now you prove that you feel the same.

  Damn, now I was wondering if I should even go see Franceska. Why shouldn't I though? She up in here with this nigga, and then gone diss me in front of him. She lucky I didn't bust that nigga in his face, in front of all those people, telling me to leave and shit. Nah fuck that, I been showing her how much I love her. One little quick fuck ain't gone hurt.

  ***

  "Took you long enough," Franceska smacked her lips as she opened her door. She walked away from the door, and her fat ass was jiggling around her red thong. Her house was dark, and the only light was coming from the TV.

  "Whatever," I said closing and locking it.

  I was feeling bad as hell for being here, and I didn't like it. I couldn't get hard, when all I had was Natalia's feelings on my mind. I needed to drink or smoke, so I could do this shit. Just leave Julius. Nope fuck that. My mind kept switching back and forth.

  "Want some?" Franceska asked, as she lifted some Gin.

  "Yeah," I nodded.

  She flashed me her pretty smile and threw her long, curly weave behind her shoulders. She poured my drink, and then handed it to me as she took a pull on her blunt.

  "So what made you finally answer my texts?" she asked blowing out smoke.

  "Don't worry about all that. Just be glad I answered," I chuckled and so did she.

  She put her blunt out, and then straddled me in her skimpy attire. I tipped my glass up and finished the gin that was left in it. I rubbed up her small back, then back down to cuff her fat ass.

  "I missed you so much Ju," she purred in her little Spanish accent, as she kissed my neck.

  Stop thinking about your wife Julius, I thought. I held onto Franceska, and then reached to pour myself another glass with my free hand. I downed the Gin, and then immediately unhooked Franceska's bra. Her tattoo of my name was now in clear view.

  "I'm so in love with you Ju," she moaned as I licked her hard nipples. I just wanna be with you baby," she added as she ground her hips on my pelvis. Would she shut the fuck up? Damn!

  I pulled my shirt and windbreaker off, and she started to plant kisses on my chest. Her lips were soft as fuck, and I smiled ‘cause I was getting in the mood finally. I quickly pulled my dick out, and ripped the condom package open with my teeth. I rolled it down, and ripped her thin panties off. I turned her around, and slid her down onto my dick. I watched her ass bounce, as she went up down.

  "Fuck, I'm about to cum Ju. I love you so fucking much," she cried out and then gushed on my pole.

  "Mmm, fuck," I said under my breath damn near.

  She turned around, and slid back down on to my dick. I took her nipple into my mouth, as she bounced up and down on me. This shit was feeling like heaven, but I'd much rather be inside my wife. I lifted her legs over my arms, and she leaned back to speed up her pace.

  "Ahhh, fuck daddy," she yelled as she scrunched up her face.

  Soon enough, we exploded together, and guilt consumed me. This was probably one of the worst nuts I've ever busted in my twenty-one years. I knew Natalia was gone fuck my head up when I first met her ass, and I was right.

  I moved Franceska off me, went to flush the condom, and then got dressed. I don't even remember if I said bye or not before I left. I sped to the house I shared with Natalia, hoping she was home by now. It was 11pm; she’d better be fucking home.

  I walked into the house, and all the lights were out. I headed to the bathroom to take a shower before seeing Natalia. I didn't want to use the bathroom in our room, because she may get suspicious. After I got out, I went into our bedroom, and threw on some boxers and joggers, before hopping in the bed with my wife. I cuddled up behind her, and kissed the tattoo of our wedding date on the nape of her neck. She stirred a bit, and then placed her small hands over mine, which were on her protruding belly.

  "I love you Nat," I whispered.

  "I love you too Ju," she replied in a whisper as well.

  We needed to stop playing these fucking games and just be back together.

  Chapter 39: Bianca

  All that shit Julius was spitting to me about being faithful to Natalia was bullshit. I sat outside for an hour, while he fucked some random bitch. I stayed out there even after he left, because I wanted to know who the fuck she was.

  What pisses me off, is the fact that he was yapping about his love for his wife, but making time for this hoe. That just showed me that all the stuff he was saying to me was a bunch of bullshit. He could never be over me that quickly, Julius loved me whether he wanted to believe it or not.

  Since he hadn't been answering my damn calls, I planned to show up to his little club and talk to his ass. I needed to confront him about this little Spanish bitch he decided to have on the side. Maybe I could blackmail him into fucking with me. I don't know, but I will think of something.

  "What you need?" some nigga answered the club door. It was around 1pm so it wasn't open yet.

  "I need to speak to Julius," I spat.

  "He expecting you?" he asked with an attitude.

  "Yes, it's about our son," I said rubbing my fake belly.

  "Oh, I need to check with him"

  "Nigga move!" I shouted slipping by him.

  He grabbed my arm, but I snatched away from him. I stormed to the back and headed up the stairs to his office. I saw the wooden door, and it was slightly cracked open. I knocked lightly, and then just walked in.

  "Henry!" Julius called out.

  "Sup bro? I tried to stop her," Henry said peeking in.

  "It's that easy to get by you? I will deal with you in a second," Julius said shaking his head. "Fuck you doing here B?" Julius asked once Henry left.

  "I'm just a little taken aback," I replied sitting down. "I saw you cheating on your wife two nights ago," I smiled.

  "Okay, you can leave," he said shaking his head. I saw his eyes were low under his cap, showing he was high. He had on a red polo, and his wrist was iced out. His cologne filled the air every time he moved, and he was sucking on his favorite jolly rancher. Damn, I loved me some Julius Tate.

  "Look Julius, don't make me send the pictures I took to your little wife. All you have to do is give me some of your time," I said folding my arms over my chest.

  "Are you actually coming in here and threatening me? Do you hear how thirsty and pathetic you sound Bianca? You trying to blackmail a nigga to be with you," he chuckled. "Wow, you've hit rock bottom ma," he said shaking his head.

  I did feel pathetic, but at this point I didn't care. I had come too far to care about how I looked. Nothing was worse than lying about a pregnancy, so
I could care less.

  "Call it what you want. Now do we have a deal?' I raised a brow.

  "Nah, we don't. So if you want to send some pictures, go right ahead. Natalia and I aren't even together right now," he said, still chuckling at my expense.

  "Julius, stop doing this to me!" I yelled frustrated. I had no picture evidence. I assumed he would cave, and beg me not to send these non-existent pictures.

  "Aight, get the fuck up," he said lifting me up off of the couch.

  "Get off me," I screamed, squirming like a crazy person, as Julius damn near dragged me out his place.

  "I don't want to hear from you until the baby gets here, so we can test him," he said after throwing me out the door.

  "I hate you!" I yelled loud as hell, as the club door shut.

  People were walking by, looking at me like I was crazy. I was starting to look at myself the same way. I was starting to feel less, and less sane by the minute.

  Chapter 40: Natalia

  2 Weeks Later

  Marlon and I had been somewhat dating on the low for a couple weeks now. I didn't know what the hell I was doing. Julius would still spend the night sometimes, but we wouldn't have sex. We would only go to sleep together, and after he bathed Jackson in the morning, he would leave.

  This evening, I was going over Marlon's house, because he was going to cook for me. I know I shouldn't allow him to do all this when I still want to be with Julius, but maybe my mind would change. Maybe after spending some time with him, I would want to be with him. Then again, I can't ever see myself getting Julius out of my system.

  I wasn't gonna get dressed up at all, because I felt I was too big to do that. I put on a black tube dress that stopped mid-thigh, and some black sandals. I put my chestnut brown hair in a ponytail, and then headed out. I passed up a mirror in the hallway, and stared at my chain that Julius had given me. He hadn't hit me in forever, and I hadn't heard about him sleeping around. I smiled in the mirror at my thoughts, before heading to Jackson's room. He was asleep, so I kissed his cheek and then said bye to Winnie as I headed out the door.