Tootsie sucked the tip of his dick until she emptied every last drop of cum into her mouth. Then Stuckey headed to the bathroom to take a shower. Tootsie followed.
“Hey, baby, when do you think I’ma blow this coop?” Tootsie sat on the toilet to relieve her bladder as Stuckey stepped under the steamy, running water.
“Tootsie, you remember why we here?” Stuckey lathered up his washcloth with soap.
“Because ... I want it over with and ... I was thinking that maybe me and you ... can be together ...” Tootsie said in a soft voice, joining Stuckey under the water. She stood close to him, allowing her naked body to press against his.
Stuckey dropped his washrag and wrapped his arms around her body. He placed his hands on each ass cheek and pulled her naked body closer. His tongue found her nipples. His dick was rising. Tootsie lifted her leg so his wood could slip into her pink hole. Stuckey squeezed her ass tighter as he entered her flesh. He leaned her against the tiled wall of the shower. His strokes were passionate; slow and deep. Their moans grew louder and louder as they both continued to fulfill each other’s climaxes.
Stuckey didn’t want to talk about the future with Tootsie. He already knew her future. Instead, he used his dick to do the talking for him. He loved having a steady woman next to him. He never had any girlfriends. There were only three rules to go by: talk to the pussy, fuck the pussy, then move on to the next pussy. He was fighting his feelings of falling for Tootsie. He didn’t want to, but he’s never been cooped up with one woman for so long. The last time he was with a woman this long it was his mother.
Tootsie took care of him while she was on lockdown in the hotel room for what seemed like forever. She made sure Stuckey’s every sexual need was fulfilled. If he wanted to fuck, suck, slap, she was willing and able. When he talked, she listened and never voiced an opinion. Of course, he could come and go as he wanted. But the most she could do was walk out onto the balcony for fresh air. Tootsie took all the opportunities she could to seduce and pussy-whip Stuckey. Her efforts didn’t disappoint her when she noticed him staying in the hotel more than usual now.
Chapter 13
Cass opened the driver-side door to his car. Serenity was already in the passenger’s seat. Her eyes were still damp from crying. He wanted to ask her what was wrong but figured she would let him know in her own time. He just wanted to get her to his house as fast as possible so she didn’t change her mind.
Silence filled the car on the way to his house. Serenity stared out of the window watching the trees blow in the wind. Cass placed his hand on her thigh. She remembered when Rock used to do that. She missed that touch. Serenity wanted someone near her, someone that could show her the love she was looking for. It was time. She was ready.
Cass pulled into his garage attached to his two-story house. He pressed a button to close the garage door as he parked. Then he turned to Serenity and said, “This is where I live.”
“Well, this is a nice garage,” Serenity said, laughing. “Who lives in the house?” She continued to laugh getting out of the car.
“Funny. You know what I mean. Come on, follow me.” Cass led her through a door leading into his house.
Serenity entered a short hallway that opened out into a spacious room that looked like a game room. There stood a pool table and two forty-five inch plasma TVs covering the wall with game systems set on the table in front of them. There was a stuffed marlin fish on a plaque on the opposite wall. Huge leather recliners were spaced perfectly throughout the grand room. It had the bachelor feel and definitely the look.
She continued to follow him. He led her through a kitchen with marble countertops and shining stainless steel appliances. Serenity entered his living area; it was big enough to fit her bedroom ten times over. She took a seat on a plush white leather sofa and placed her bag on the coffee table.
Cass walked past her, took his blazer off, and threw it to the opposite sofa. He stopped and pushed the wall with his finger. To her surprise, the wall opened, exposing some stereo equipment. Hits from Maxwell swirled softly through the ceiling.
He walked toward Serenity. “You want something to drink, eat, anything?” Cass asked.
“Maybe some water would be good. This is a nice place. I wonder what the upstairs looks like,” Serenity hinted at her intentions.
Cass was already headed for the kitchen when her words stopped him in his tracks. He said nothing until he came back with her water and sat down next to her. “Umm, Serenity, are you sure? I mean, I don’t want you to feel pressured or anything like that,” Cass spoke in a soft tone.
“Cass”—she took the bottle of water out of his hand and straddled him—“I want you inside me. What you waitin’ on?” She allowed her whispers to lightly tickle his ear.
Serenity didn’t have to say another word.
Cass picked her up in his strong arms and carried her up to his bedroom. He laid her down on his white cotton, fifteen-hundred thread count Egyptian sheets. Slowly, he started to remove her clothing. He felt her soft skin and sucked on her ripe nipples. She moaned slightly. He moved his lips and tongue to her hot spot. Cass worked his oral game like clockwork, and it only took five minutes before Serenity’s legs were trembling and his mouth was filled with cum. He took his cue and removed his pants and underwear. His eleven-inch cock stood at attention. He looked down at Serenity’s shaved pussy glistening with wetness. He opened her legs and gently entered her hot box. His entire shaft was immediately wrapped with the warmth of her throbbing flesh. Their lovemaking lasted for a couple of hours.
Cass lay there looking up at the ceiling. Serenity was sound asleep. He glanced at the time. It was almost one-thirty in the morning. He eased out of the bed and headed to his master bathroom for a quick shower. Cass was certain Serenity wasn’t going to wake up any time soon after the session he just put her through. He decided after his shower he would head out to All Things Good and check out the bus depots for any easy victims.
He examined himself in the full-length mirror in his walk-in closet. Then he entered back into his bedroom and looked at Serenity. She was beautiful, and now that she finally gave herself to him, he was willing to see where she would fit into his life. He looked through his pants pockets on the floor and recovered his wallet. Then silently, he eased out of the room and headed for the garage.
Cass got into his car and drove to the restaurant. Thirty minutes later, he pulled into his reserved parking spot on the lot and saw people lingering outside deciding on who and what they were doing next. He turned the ignition off, got out of the car, and entered the restaurant through the back exit. Rico stood at the bar cleaning up.
“Hey, looks like we had a good night,” Cass stated.
“Um ... Yeah, we cleared five thousand at this bar alone. I’m waiting for the tallies at the other two bars in the lounge area,” Rico said tired.
“A’ight ... Heaven still here?” Cass asked.
“Yeah, she’s in her office. When I have all the money together, I’ll bring it to her office for you,” Rico said.
“Cool,” Cass replied. He left the bar and went to Heaven’s office. His face was beaming when he knocked on her door, then entered. “What up ...?”
“Hey, Cass, what you all happy about?” Heaven questioned.
“Oh, I think my lifestyle just changed,” he replied.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean? What, you hit the fuckin’ lottery?” Heaven joked.
“Ah, somethin’ like that. Serenity is back at my house, butt-ass naked in my bed,” he exclaimed.
“So, you finally got some. What does that mean?” she tried to sound as if his words didn’t sting.
“It feels different. Like she’s the type of female who can satisfy my needs—” Cass was interrupted.
“Your needs? What, so you sayin’ I don’t have to cover for yo’ ass no more? Like she gonna be yo’ only chick you with now?” Heaven became annoyed.
“Yeah, basically. Why you got an attitude?
You mad?” Cass asked surprised.
“Mad? Why would I be mad? I don’t give a fuck where you stick your dick!”
“Damn, I thought you would be happy that I actually want to settle down,” he said.
“Well, that’s good, then maybe yo’ ass can be around here and actually do some work,” Heaven voiced.
“Damn, why the fuck you bitchin’? I’ma go so you don’t spoil my mood. Rico gonna bring all the money from the bar into your office for me. Put it in the safe and I’ll make the deposit later,” Cass stated, then walked out the door.
He left the restaurant a little upset but wouldn’t let Heaven’s bitchy attitude ruin his disposition. Cass wanted to head back to his house but had to check out some prospects before going back. He walked out of the back exit and went to his car.
After hopping into his black, dark tinted BMW 6 Series, he cruised the streets. Detroit was ghetto as hell. Liquor stores, churches, and hair salons sat on every corner, but as Cass entered the city’s main bus depot he smiled. He was from the D through and through. Now that his money was overflowing, and he finally had someone to share it with, a great sense of security centered in him. He pulled into the bus depot’s lot, parked his car, and headed inside to get a bottle of water and to scan the young women waiting around for their pickups.
He noticed a young girl who couldn’t have been more than nineteen years old. She stood leaning against a pay phone showing her tight, black True Religion jeans and a white tank top. Her hair was straight and rested on her shoulders. From the stance, he knew she was having a tough time. He walked closer to her while looking around for any hungry eyes. Cass pretended he needed to use the pay phone next to her.
“Excuse me, but you wouldn’t happen to have any change, would you?” Cass flashed a friendly smile.
The young female turned around and looked up and down. “What’s the matter with the phone on your hip?” She quickly let him know she wasn’t about any games.
Cass looked at his hip. He was busted and had to come up with something quick. “Phone dead,” he said.
“I guess I ain’t the only one around here with a dead phone. But, nah, I don’t got no more change. I just used my last tryin’ to get my cousin on the phone,” she said with a sigh.
“What, you need a ride?” Cass asked, a little too eager.
She looked at his face and screwed hers up. “You think I’m stupid, huh? Look, you think you the only pimp to approach me? Please!”
Cass laughed and stood back with his hands in the air. “First of all, chick, I ain’t a pimp. Second, I have legit money. Third, you ain’t too smart,” he said brazenly.
“Ain’t too smart? Nigga, you better get the fuck outta my face,” her voice got louder.
“It seems to me that any smart person would have their ride already waiting on them. Especially if you know about some of these unsavory characters that hang around here.” His voice lowered. “Anyway, thanks, and sorry I ever bothered you. You have a good night”—he looked at his watch—“I mean, a good morning.” He started to walk away.
The young girl thought about it and didn’t really want to stand around the bus depot attracting unwanted attention. There was a diner across the street. Maybe she could go there and vibe him out. After all, she did need a ride. “You could join me for somethin’ to eat across the street. If not, then you can get some change there.”
Cass looked at her. “Well, I could use some breakfast, I guess ... Why not?” He walked beside her out of the bus station toward the diner.
“Umm ... My name is Cass, by the way. We better hurry. It looks like it just started to rain,” he said.
They both rushed across the street to get out of the rain. The smell of bacon and hash browns hit them as soon as the door opened. They found a booth to sit in and waited for the waitress to offer them some menus.
“So, you didn’t tell me your name,” Cass mentioned.
“It’s Carmen,” she replied, sticking her hand out to shake his.
The waitress came to their booth and handed them the menus. She waited for them to place their order. When she finished scribbling on her pad, she took the menus and headed back to the kitchen.
Carmen sat a little on edge. She didn’t know who this guy was. She sure as hell didn’t want him to think she was one of those girls looking for a “daddy.”
“So, where you from?” Cass finally asked.
“Maryland. I came here to visit my cousin,” she answered.
“That’s cool. I know a few cats from the Baltimore area. So, what’s up with yo’ cousin? She ain’t answering her phone?” Cass asked.
“Yeah, she like that sometimes,” Carmen said as she watched the waitress walk toward the table with their food. She placed the bill turned over on the table after she served the platters.
“Oh,” he replied as he broke the runny egg with his fork.
“I know the address, but obviously, she done forgot that she had to pick me up,” Carmen said between bites of fluffy buttermilk pancakes.
“That’s fucked up,” Cass grinned.
“Well, I don’t find it funny. I’ma knock that bitch silly when I see her,” Carmen said with a mouthful. “Why were you at the station? Were you supposed to pick somebody up?”
“Nah, I dropped my boy off, but I was thirsty as hell so I came in to buy a bottle of water. Then, that’s when I saw you.” Cass continued, “I was about to call my sister but noticed my phone was dead.”
“So what do you do, Cass, if you don’t mind me asking?” Carmen sounded interested.
“I work with food,” he answered, not wanting to give her any details.
“So, you a fry cook then, huh?” Carmen joked.
“Far from that, baby girl, far from that,” he said feeling a bit insulted. He took a final bite of his toast and thoughts ran through his head. This is too much fuckin’ work. I could be fuckin’ home right now sticking my dick into some sweet pussy. I better go the bathroom and call Serenity before she wakes up and don’t find me around.
Cass rose to his feet. “Excuse me, I’ll be right back.”
“Nigga, you ain’t stickin’ me with this bill, so you better put your half on the table,” Carmen said firmly.
“Wow, I hear that,” Cass said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a fifty-dollar bill and placed it on the table. He walked toward the bathroom.
I definitely don’t need this shit, he thought as he quickly stepped into the bathroom. He pulled out his phone and dialed her number. It rang but went straight to voice mail. He tried again, but he still got Serenity’s voice mail. He dialed his house number and a groggy voice answered on the other end.
“Hey ... Cass, where ... Where are you?” Serenity turned to lie on her side with the phone close to her ear.
“I had to close the restaurant, baby. I just wanted to make sure you good. You can go back to sleep. I’ll be back in a little while,” he assured her.
“That’s sweet,” she said ready to close her eyes.
“See you in a minute,” Cass said before hanging up the phone. He left the bathroom and walked back to the booth.
Carmen placed his change in front of him as he sat down. “Thanks, but you could’ve just paid for everything with the money I left.”
“Nah, no need for a handout,” Carmen lied. She had ten dollars left, and that wasn’t going to be enough to get her where she needed to go.
“A’ight, Carmen, it was nice to meet you. I hope you get to your cousin’s house safely,” Cass said preparing to leave the booth.
“Um, Cass ... um ... You think you can give me a ride over there? I just wanna jump into a shower and get some sleep,” she said in her sweetest voice.
“I don’t usually do this ... but you seem like a nice girl. You said you have the address? Let me see,” he requested.
Carmen reached into her pocket, pulled out a piece of paper, and handed it to him.
Cass looked at the address, then looked at her. “Th
is is in the opposite direction of where I’m going, but I can ... I mean, I would like to put you in a cab. It would make me feel better knowing that you weren’t just sitting around this place,” he smiled.
“Well, if you insist. Thank you,” Carmen flashed her pearly whites.
The two of them walked out of the diner and headed to the cab stand. He helped Carmen get into the vehicle.
She turned to him and said, “I hope you’re being nice because you are. And not—”
“If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t have cared. Write down my number so you can call me just to let me know you’re safe. Is that okay?” Cass asked.
“Yeah, okay. Listen, thanks, and I’m sorry if I came off a little defensive. I’m just not used to ... nice people,” she added reaching for a pen out of her pocketbook.
Cass recited his number to her, then closed the cab door. He watched the cab pull off. He glanced at his watch again. It was approaching four and his eyes were heavy. He strolled back to his car in the lot, pulled out his keys, and pressed the unlock button. After he got in, he started the ignition. He drove out of the bus depot proud of his latest prospect. Carmen didn’t know it yet, but her life was going to change. Young, dumb, and full of cum, his thoughts made him laugh out loud.
Chapter 14
Serenity put the phone back onto its base and lay back, pulling the sheets over her chest. Her eyes were closed, and she was thinking of the passion she was just a part of. Well, he definitely can hold his own! A smile formed on her lips. Quickly, she jumped up and ran downstairs. Serenity reached for her purse and pulled out her phone. She looked around feeling a light chill, so she walked her naked body back to Cass’s bedroom with her phone in hand. She got back under the covers on the bed. Serenity looked at her phone and saw Cass called her a couple of times. The next missed-call number she saw made her reality set in on what she had done—Heaven called.
“Oh my God, what have I done? I just fucked her brother,” she said out loud. “But I don’t want to give up what I have with her.” Besides, she ain’t gonna say shit ’cause she don’t want her brother to know she feelin’ girls, her thoughts swirled. She admitted and accepted her feelings for women. She loved the touch of soft light hands caressing her body, but there were times where she wanted a strong grip to hold her. When she came to Detroit, she didn’t think of ever meeting another female, let alone touching one.
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