Smooth: The Sons of Victor Black: A BWWM Romance

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by Cassie Verano


  Within seconds he was releasing me, and I was watching Victor Black walk onto the stage. My nerves in my belly tightened, wondering what he would have to say.

  “There’s another surprise Kent has in store for you tonight, Madi,” Greyson said, bouncing Gabby in his arms and pointing at his father.

  “Madison, honey, I’ve always been a savvy business person. But as a father, I’ve failed my boys in many ways. I stand up here today to apologize to you and the community that was served by the Tara G. Dodd Southwest recreation center. Although this area was in a transition phase, I knew my competitors wanted to preserve the center,” he said.

  A deep cough struck him, and everyone paused for a moment while he gathered himself. When he finished, he looked back up at me, his eyes soft, warmer than I’d ever seen them.

  “I had no right to steal that property for my son. I apologize to you, Madison, and to Kent, for the heartache, I’ve caused you both. And I apologize to the community for the hardship I’ve caused them.”

  Many of the community leaders were in attendance, watching Victor’s apology. Today, he looked like a kind older man, someone’s grandfather rather than the tyrant I knew him as. The expressions on the people’s faces varied. Some reflected indifference, some fury, and others showed interest and compassion.

  “Do you see that building across the street?” Kent said.

  I followed his finger to the iron, steel, and glass building across the street with its beautiful curves and angles.

  I nodded.

  “That is the new Tara G. Dodd Southwest recreation center,” Kent said.

  My mouth flew open as I stared at the building, back to him and the building again. Unable to believe it, I turned to Kent and then to Victor, who wore a warm smile.

  “We had already purchased this for another project I had in mind,” Victor started.

  Greyson took up where his father left off. “We kept the original design we had for the building but altered its original use.”

  “Which was?” I asked.

  “An athletic center,” Kent explained. “Which it still is, and it’s open to anyone for pay; however, those residents who can’t afford to pay will have a free membership.”

  I cried harder at that news, so thankful the residents would have the option of a membership, regardless of their ability to pay.

  “And, Mads,” Kent said, holding up a set of keys.

  “Yes?”

  “Oooh, can I tell her?” Nicole asked excitedly.

  Everyone laughed, and Kent nodded his head.

  “It’s in your name,” Nicole shared.

  My eyes grew wide with shock, and if it weren’t for the fact I was still standing there, I would have sworn my heart stopped beating.

  “KB?”

  “Yes, baby. It’s in your name. There are 83,000 square feet for cardio and weight machines. A 14,000 square foot space for a multipurpose gymnasium, four outdoor batting cages with pitching machines, running tracks, an indoor and outdoor pool, hot tubs, and changing rooms. And there are plenty of extra rooms and spaces to host the programs you want to host for the community.”

  I couldn’t stop crying to save my life.

  Kent pulled me into his arms.

  “I see you, baby. I know how much this community means to you, and I know how brilliant you are. I want to give you the shot to give others what they deserve. This center is your chance to fly, my sweet butterfly,” he said, as he pulled back and kissed my lips.

  People were cheering and clapping in the background.

  CHAPTER 33 – KENT

  “I’m so glad you and your parents worked things out while you were away,” I said.

  “Yeah, me, too,” she replied, holding onto my hand as I led us to a closed door.

  “It made it easier for me to ask your father for your hand in marriage.”

  She laughed, gazing down at her ring. “I had no idea. All the times I’ve spoken with them over the last four months, they haven’t mentioned a word.”

  “I asked them not to,” I said, pulling her into the room and closing the door behind us.

  “Mm, you always did have that charm,” she said, smiling at me.

  She lifted on her tiptoes and kissed me.

  When she finished, I pulled back and looked into her eyes.

  “Don’t start getting sweet on me now,” I warned with a chuckle.

  “What’re you talking about?” she asked, wearing a smile on her lips as her eyebrows dipped into a frown.

  “You know I’m about to punish you, right?” I asked, sliding my belt from my pants after I’d locked the door behind us.

  I had snuck Madison off to a conference room away from where the reception for the grand opening was held. It was more than two hours after my proposal and announcement before I could creep off with her. I had taken the crowd on a tour of her facility before we returned to mine for the reception.

  But the moment my family, the mayor, and other business constituents were engrossed in conversation, I took my woman and crept away with her.

  “For what, KB?” she asked sassily with her hands on her hips.

  “For putting me through four months of hell. For breaking my heart when you refused to move in with me. For making me go without that sweet pussy for so long. What else?” I said, tapping my chin and staring thoughtfully at the ceiling.

  “You sent me away, is the way I remember it,” she said.

  I chuckled. “That was your fault, too, the way that I remember it.”

  “Uh-huh. What do you think you’re about to do with that,” Madison asked, pointing at my belt.

  I smiled and walked closer to her, unbuttoning my pants.

  Popping the belt, I drew nearer to her still, where she was leaning against a conference table.

  “Ohhh!” she said, faking a shiver as she pulled her form-fitting skirt up around her waist.

  “What the fuck?” I said, realizing she hadn’t been wearing panties underneath her skirt all afternoon long.

  “I was hoping we could make up,” she said, glancing at me over her shoulder with a teasing smile.

  “Bend over,” I whispered in her ear.

  She purred and did as I asked. Setting the belt aside, I ran my hand down the curve of her ass, sticking a few fingers in her, twirling them around.

  “Unnhhh,” she moaned, arching her back deeper.

  I smacked her on the ass hard, causing her to cry out and dip her back further.

  “Ahh, yeah, that’s what I like to see. Let me do that again,” I said, smacking Madison on the ass hard.

  Madison’s back dipped again, creating that arch that pushed her ass out further.

  I couldn’t take much more, so I dropped to my knees and spread her legs open. Clamping my mouth greedily around her lower lips, I gorged on the treat that had been denied me for the last few months. Sucking and slurping, I ate her pussy like it was the last meal.

  Madison’s ass popped out as she gave it to me, vigorously grinding her ass all in my face. My lips were sucking, and my tongue was licking while I indulged myself in the delight of Madison.

  “Oh shit, KB, I’m about to cum!” she screamed.

  I pinched her clit between my fingers as my lips continued to devour hers, greedily partaking of all her succulent pussy juices. My dick was growing harder in my pants, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to last before I bust my load.

  Pulling back from her after she had shivered, I grabbed my cock and pulled it free from my pants.

  Turning her around, I lowered my head and jerked the top of her blouse down with my teeth. Suckling at her nipple through her bra, I waited as she undid the clasp.

  I suckled her nipple greedily before moving to the next one. Madison rubbed a thumb over her breast while I sucked the other one.

  “I need you inside me, KB,” she purred.

  Lifting her onto the table, I spread her legs and stepped between them.

  Desperately, I shoved my
self inside of her heat, not caring about taking my time or being gentle.

  “Oh, fuck, Mads, this pussy’s so good. Don’t ever fucking deny me this again. You hear me?” I asked, pulling a handful of her hair in my fist.

  “Ahh! Fuck me, KB! Fuck me, baby!” she said, pumping against me as I thrust into her.

  The sounds of her moans, my groans, and our bodies slapping together, drowned out everything else going on outside in the other rooms. I wasn’t worried because I knew I’d locked the door this time.

  “Oh, shit, Mads! My dick is about to explode all inside this wet pussy.”

  Our bodies continued to slap against one another as I reveled in her warmth, thankful we had moved beyond the barriers our relationship encountered.

  When I released inside of her, she clenched all around me. I growled into her neck, “I love you so much, girl!”

  “I love you, too, KB!” she cried, her tears wetting my neck.

  “You know when you become Mrs. Kent Black, I’ll be fucking this pussy every day and night, right?”

  She laughed. “No, you won’t, KB.”

  “Yes, I will. If I gotta come to your recreation center and fuck you on your desk every afternoon, I’m getting this pussy.”

  “Mm, that sounds like a promise worth keeping. Inside me on top of my desk. Yes!” Madison hissed, working her hips against me.

  “Stop that shit,” I said, my dick twitching inside of her.

  “Why? Don’t think you can handle a second round so soon?”

  “I can handle your little tiny ass whenever, wherever, and, however. Don’t tempt me up in here, Mads,” I said, swallowing a growl in my throat as her pussy pulsed around me.

  She laughed, and I pulled out of her. Spreading her legs wide, I licked up the remaining juices we had created between her legs.

  “Oh, shit! KB!” she moaned, pushing herself into my face.

  I got busy, my head moving from side to side, trying to soak up all her juices. But the more that I licked, the more she released.

  “Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!” she cried out.

  “...and this is, oh dear!”

  My eyes flew up. Shit! I’d forgotten about the other door in this conference room. At the other end of the room, on the opposite side, a door led to another hallway.

  My eyes met those of Atlanta Mayor, Rhonda Broom. She stayed there a moment too long, looking as if she wished she were the one on the table I was devouring.

  I waved a hand, trying to shoo her away before Madison noticed.

  But it was too late, her legs were clenching around my face, and she was sitting up on the table quickly, as the mayor was backing out.

  “Fuck! Damn you, KB!”

  “What?” I laughed, licking her juices off my lips.

  “You stay keeping my ass in trouble! The mayor, KB?”

  “Well, I’m sure she understands. Shit, she looked like she wouldn’t have minded being the one lying here.”

  Her eyes narrowed at me.

  “KB,” she warned in a throaty growl.

  “Just playing, babe, just playing,” I said, as I ran to the other door to lock it.

  I was glad she had resumed the position and allowed me to finish her off. Yeah, we had a lot of making up to do.

  CHAPTER 34 – KENT (2 Years Later)

  “Happy birthday to youuuuuu!” Everyone sang.

  The sounds of whistles blowing, and hands clapping filled the air, mixed with laughter and crying.

  “Oh, it’s okay, my precious boy,” Madison said as she lifted Keegan from his high chair and shushed him. I watched my beautiful wife as she bounced my son in her arms, kissing the tears from his round golden cheeks.

  No sooner than she had grabbed him, than his brother, Kelan joined the chorus. I lifted him from his high chair and bounced him, too.

  “Hey, big boy. It’s okay. You guys are one today. One. You know what a feat you have accomplished?” I asked, smiling with pride at my youngest son.

  Pressing my forehead against his, I gave him butterfly kisses against his cheek, eliciting a chorus of hearty chuckles from my big guy.

  “Look at your sister. Look at Kori, Kelan. She’s a big girl. She’s handling this birthday thing like a champ,” I said, kneeling so I could bring my son eye level with his sister, who still sat in her chair, sucking on her index finger and smiling up at us.

  A birthday hat was tilted sideways on her head, blondish brown curls tumbling from underneath.

  “She is handling this like a champ. But you couldn’t expect anything less with that Cabot and Black blood running through her veins, huh?” My father said, coming to stand beside me and lifting Kori from her highchair.

  It never ceased to amaze my brothers and me how much our father had changed since his stroke. It had been more than two years, but change he’d done was as if someone had swapped our father out and left this kind gentleman in his place.

  A man who adored his wife, loved his sons and proudly supported everything we did, as well as his daughters-in-law, and doted on his grandchildren.

  “Who are you, and what in the heck did you do with Victor Black?” I asked my father.

  Laughing, he said, “Son, live long enough, and you’ll see life has a way of humbling you while growing you up.”

  Winking at me, he walked Kori to the head of the table where the birthday cake awaited. Madison and I joined him both with a triplet in our arms and winked at each other over my father’s back.

  We watched as my father leaned our daughter in towards the cake. She blew on the LED candle, causing the wick to go out. We had practiced with her for a while.

  Kelan had calmed down in my arms, but Keegan was still whimpering.

  “Oh, what’s wrong with my little sweetheart?” my mom asked, reaching for him.

  Madison handed him over with a smile as she kissed his forehead and patted his curls.

  “It’s time for his nap. It’s time for all of their naps, but this little guy woke up super early this morning, so I know he’s tired,” she said, glancing at me with an evil eye.

  It wasn’t my fault he’d heard me over the baby monitor spanking his mommy this morning, and her cries woke him up.

  We were vacationing at my parents’ Orlando home. Grant’s house wasn’t big enough to host the brood we had brought. Whereas his home had six bedrooms and five bathrooms, our parents’ mansion had nine bedrooms and twelve bathrooms.

  Alex and Grant had flown in with their daughter, Grace Antonella.

  My one and a half-year-old niece was a replica of Alexandra, with her exotic facial features and dark hair and olive coloring. The only thing she distinctly inherited from him was her light blue eyes.

  Mitch, Blake, and their son, Cole Reed, had arrived later than the rest of us. Mitch and his family flew in later because he had to handle a security breach at the BHG’s resort in Machu Picchu.

  My nephew was two, and a handful like his father had been. He had Mitch’s green eyes but thick long hair like Blake’s, although his was curly and glossy. She had grown her hair to her waist, and beautiful locs that looked like ropes were always swinging from side to side with her slightest movement.

  Cole’s skin had grown darker since his birth, and he had a beautiful bronze tone to it with a hint of a honey color underneath. His mischievous eyes darted from the birthday cake to the babies as he leaned from Mitch’s arms and tried to reach the cake.

  We all laughed when my brother pulled him back in the nick of time. With one glance from Blake, Cole tucked his little fists under his chin and instantly behaved himself.

  Greyson and Nicole stood behind Gabriella, who was four. She was seated in a chair at the other end of the table, holding her little brother, Nova Easton, in her arms. Nova was a surprise for Greyson and Nicole.

  They had not even known she was pregnant until the day she gave birth. She had no symptoms of pregnancy other than gaining six pounds.

  The family was shocked when she had been rushed from the doc
tor’s office for a backache to the hospital to deliver my nephew. Nicole returned home with my nephew six months ago, and Greyson had been hopping ever since. He was proud to have a son, one that looked exactly like him. It was amazing how Gabriella came out looking like Nicole, but she had a beautiful caramel hue that hinted to her mixed parentage, but it wasn’t the same with Nova.

  Nova had Greyson’s dark hair and grey eyes, and he also had his skin color. He was so pale he looked Caucasian instead of bi-racial. He was a happy baby, always gurgling and chortling as he was now in his sister’s arms.

  His chubby legs kicked out as he smiled up at his big sister, who kissed his cheek before looking up at her mom.

  “Hold his head this way,” my mother-in-law, Angie, instructed.

  Madison’s family had joined us for the week-long getaway to celebrate the triplets' first birthday. I’d been happy when her parents agreed to join us along with her brother Zion, his wife, Zoe, and their children Xavier and Chloe.

  It had taken some time before her parents finally accepted me, but they had. Once her father saw how committed I was to her, he began to take a turn towards me, as well. And once he did, her mother was quick to follow his lead.

  Overall, everyone in our families was doing well. We had our ups and downs like everyone else, but we overcame it.

  When Alexandra returned to work six months after giving birth to Grace, Grant was pissed. They had a full-blown argument in front of the entire family.

  But in the end, he supported his wife’s return to work. Alexandra loved her family, but she also cherished her role as an anthropologist, which was a new position for her.

  When Greyson had become overwhelmed between managing his business and being the sitting COO for BHG, Nicole had put her foot down that he had to choose. She’d told him in no uncertain terms he couldn’t be the husband and father he needed to be with all that pressure on his shoulders.

  In the end, the company had hired a new COO, and Greyson had stepped into the role of CEO since Stan Brooks, my father’s former COO and acting CEO, retired not long after my father had. Greyson rolled his boutique hotels into the company as an extension of BHG and hired people to oversee the management of that branch of the company.

 

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