by Candi B
Zane thought that was funny. "I get it, but before I take Zanaya back to her mama, I need to make it up to her. Zanaya, baby, come here."
Zanaya came into the room and sat in my lap, with her arms folded across her chest, and her lips poked out. I wanted to laugh so bad, because she was giving Zane major attitude.
"Zanaya, I know you mad at Daddy, and Daddy has been acting like a big ass kid."
"No, Daddy, you been acting petty, real petty, Daddy!" She replied, and rolled her neck. Me and Zane looked at each other, and I bit on my lips to keep from laughing out loud.
"You got me fuck-" I put my hand up to stop Zane from what he was about to say next.
"Calm down." I whispered.
"Zanaya, baby, I'm sorry, and I'm going to take you back to your mom, but Daddy wants to make it up to you first."
Zanaya held her hand out. "The only way to fix it is to give me one thousand fifty hundred thousand dollars."
"Damn, ok, girl, get your coins." I laughed. Zanaya removed herself out of my lap and climbed into Zane’s lap.
"How about me, you, Ivy, Bianca, and Aunt Tasie, take a trip first? We can go anywhere you want to go."
Her eyes lit up and she showed all her missing teeth. "For real, Daddy?"
"I'm for real, baby, just tell me where you want to go?"
Zanaya held her head to the side, and she was in deep thought. "Ummm, can we go to.... Ummm can we go to... Let's go to Disney World," she got of his lap and started jumping up and down.
"Disney World it is, baby girl."
Zanaya jumped up and down, and then ran to her room to start packing her stuff. I wish Zane would have ran this by me first, because I had three more days in my shift to work before my off days. I hated to ruin the plans, but I would have to cancel this trip.
"Zane, I don't think I will be able to go. I don't have any personal time at work, and on a such a short notice, I don't think I can find anyone to cover my shifts."
"But, Ivy, you have to come! Who am I going to girl talk with, and tell all my problems to?" Zanaya came back into the room with a sad face.
"Look at both of our faces. We sad right now because our best friend can't come with us."
"Yeah, Ivy, I feel a few tears are about to come out, how about you, Daddy?"
I laughed as Zane and Zanaya pretended to cry. "Ok, ok, let me see what I can do, ok? You two are too much." Zanaya was satisfied with my answer and she ran back to her room.
Zane pulled me into his body. "If you think I was about to get on a plane without you, Ivy Rose, you are highly mistaken. If I have to go down to the hospital and put a gun to someone's head, you are going. Now tell whoever, but I got an extra stack for anyone willing to take your shift."
I kissed Zane and pulled out my phone and call my co-worker, Lindsey. She was a single mother and was always looking for extra hours. After I told her about the one thousand dollars and my three days, she jumped on the offer. I cash app her the money from my personal acct and told Zane I was going home to pack.
"Aye, pack light, because I want your ass naked." Zane shouted.
"Ugh, Daddy, you nasty!" Zanaya shouted from her room.
I slapped the fuck out of Zane for talking reckless around Zanaya, and he chased me to my condo. "Get the fuck out, Zane, I have to pack. I thought you said you had to go to work anyway."
"Fuck that, and since you want to slap something, I'm about to beat that pussy up."
"Zane, no, Zanaya is in the house by herself."
"She knows not to play with the stove, now drop them shorts and bend that ass over."
"Well at least go lock your damn door." Zane tried to lock his door, but he wasn't quick enough. I locked my door and went to my room. I could hear Zane knocking on my door and yelling he was going to fuck me up.
After a three-hour plane ride, we landed in Florida. I slept the whole plane ride and now I was ready to turn up with my Zanaya pooh, but she didn't get off the plane with us. Her nor Bianca or Tasie.
"Zane, where is everyone?"
"Oh, they took another flight to the resort. It's just me, you, and Miami, baby."
I was too damn lit once he told me we were in Miami. "Zane, really! I thought we were going to Disney World. I was ready to meet Minnie and Mickey."
"Girl, bring yo childish ass on. You'll get to see Minnie and Mickey, but I just wanted some us time for a few days."
After Zane got our luggage, we took a cab to our room. Miami was so beautiful, and it was something about the atmosphere that made me feel so alive. The room we were staying in was big and spacious but the bed, chile, a baby was going to get made in this bed tonight. I laid on the bed and Zane laid next to me, I put my leg over his and he held me in his arms. I wondered if I would ever get tired of looking into his brown eyes, or running my fingers along the creases of his waves. I softly pecked his soft pouty lips, and he returned the gesture. We continued to stare into each other’s eyes, letting our hands do all the talking.
"You trying to get fucked, ain't you?" We both laughed.
"Hell yeah, but no, I can't admire my man?"
"You can do anything you want to do your man, don't let me stop you."
I rolled myself on top of Zane, and he placed his hands on my round ass. I couldn't control the burning desire between my legs, and I needed to feel every inch of him inside of me. His fingers went inside the bottom of my shorts, and he found my opening.
"Ivy."
"Yes, baby." I said, while rotating my hips on his fingers.
"I think I might be in love with you."
His words paralyzed me. I stopped moving on top of him, and all of a sudden, I felt afraid. Outside of Zane telling me he might be in love with me, I was fighting those same feelings inside. There wasn't nothing about Zane that I didn't love, even the way he snored in his sleep was cute to me. I had to keep telling myself that Zane was put in my life to just get me over the hump, and then he would go his separate way and I go mine, but it never happened. Zane rudely and mischievously barged into my life and turned it upside down. His thuggish demeanor and bad boy attitude swept me off my feet, his beautiful essence, his integrity, and character, told me I was connected to a real man. His life was balanced, he was a hard worker and loving father. He was adaptable, and most importantly, he was faithful. I felt as if I was the best version of myself when I was with Zane. My life had prioritized around him and his daughter. I don't remember the exact time the transition took place from when I liked Zane, to falling in love with him, but there wasn't a doubt about it, I was in love with Zane.
"You think you might be in love with me? You either know or you don't." I said. I tried to get off Zane, but he grabbed and held me in place.
"Move off me and see what the fuck happen to your ass. You know I'm not good with expressing my feelings, and keep playing with me Ivy if you want to. You know what the fuck I'm trying to say, you just trying to be difficult, but I forgot you and this communication shit. If you want me to spell it out for you, I will. I get goosebumps every time I see you. All I can think about is fixing this or that, so I can bring my ass home and see you waiting for me in the window. The moment my eyes locked with you, there was this innocence about you, that drew me in, and the connection between us was undeniable. Since that encounter, everything about us makes sense. When I feel like fucking niggas up, you calm me down, when I feel like I ain't shit, you make a nigga feel like he on top of the world. These past months have been the toughest times in my life. I've been tested mentally, and in a world full of foes, you've been my rock, my best friend, my peace of mind."
"That's all I've been to you, Zane? I thought I meant so much more." I pretended to cry in his chest. This was payback from the little stunt him and Zanaya pulled.
"Got damn, what the fuck did I say that was so wrong? Please don't tell me you waited until I fell in love with your ass to show me your crazy side. I swear, I'll leave yo ass in Miami, Ivy."
I playfully hit his chest. "You so damn inco
nsiderate. You need to get in touch with your feminine side."
"Girl, you gon’ make me tell yo ass something. Ain't shit pussy about me, and the only feminine side I'm getting familiar with is that sweet thing sitting between your shoulders. You got me fucked up talking bout feminine side, man, watch out, before I throw yo ass off this bed." Zane picked me up and acted like he was about to throw me.
I was laughing so hard. "I'm sorry, baby. I was just playing. Put me down so I can tell you how much I love your ass too."
"You ain't got to tell me how much you love me, because it shows. Plus, you let it slip when you were talking to Berg at the hospital. I know a good woman when I see one. All I want is for you to promise me one thing."
"What's that? And it better not be no dumb shit either, Zane."
He chuckled. "You don't know me like that, but nah, just promise me that you won't love me so much that you lose who you are in me. Not that I will, but don't ever let me disrespect you, or treat you less than what you are worthy of. If at any time you feel like you need to run, promise me you'll run in my arms."
I couldn't stop the tears from flowing down my face. Zane spoke to me with so much love and conviction. I bent down and parted Zane’s lips with mine, he opened my mouth wider, and our tongues collided. Just hours ago, we were in his condo arguing, and now we were in Miami confessing our love for one another. Zane slapped me on my ass and rolled over on top of me.
“You trying to get me to fuck you all night, I know what your slick ass doing.” We laughed. “I got plenty of time to make your body shake like a earthquake, and have that pussy wetter than a tsunami, but I got a surprise for you. Let’s go get clean one time and smile for the ugly hoes.” We burst out laughing.
Me and Zane explored the shower, and as soon as I got back home, I was going to have my shower remodeled. The sit on bench came in handy, and gave the perfect support for doggy style. I got dressed in a jazzy ensemble, if I say so myself. I kept it real cute with a fitted black body con dress and a pair of black Saint Laurent logo heels. Good thing my hair was wet and wavy, so the shower had my hair on point. I ran a little conditioner through it to keep the texture soft. A woman was nothing without her lashes, and I never traveled away from home without any. After a soft coat of makeup and red lipstick, I retrieved my black and diamond studded YSL clutch and I was ready to go. My knees buckled, and my coochie jumped, when I saw Zane standing in the mirror adjusting the sleeves and tie to the black suit he wore.
I took in every feature of my man. My mouth watered looking at his smooth, chocolate skin. Zane’s body fit the Versace suit perfectly, and his shoes were so damn polished, if I stepped closer, I could see my reflection. He sprayed the Christian Dior Sauvage cologne and the smell alone was sending me into a frenzy. Zane caught me eye fucking him, and stuck his thick tongue out and flicked it. I had to contain myself, or we wouldn’t make it to our destination.
“I suggest you bring ya sexy ass on, before things get a little sticky.” He told me. I couldn’t move my feet, he looked so damn good.
Zane walked over to me and pulled me into him. The smell of his cologne made my clit thump. He stuck his tongue down my throat, and his hands went under my dress. “Seems to me things already got a little sticky.”
He removed his finger out of me and licked my juices off his finger. I sucked my teeth and went to the bathroom to clean myself up. I came back out, and Zane was waiting by the door with a smirk on his face.
“You are so wrong, what the hell are you smiling for?” He knew what he had done to me with his childish ass.
He laughed. “Come on, before were late.”
There was a car waiting for us when we made it outside the hotel.
“Thanks, my man, but I got it from here.” Zane told the driver. He tapped the driver on his chest. The driver nodded his head and proceeded to the driver’s side of the car.
“Zane, he was just doing his job.” I said, when we got in the car.
“His job is to drive us the fuck around, and not open doors for my lady. I’m your man, and I’m the only one that’s going to be opening doors around this bitch. Let me find out you letting other niggas open your door, and I’mma Ike yo ass. You hear me, Tina! Tina!”
“Yes, Ike.” I tried my best Tina Turner voice.
We fell out in laughter. The times I couldn't take Zane seriously is what I loved about him. With Zane, I didn't know what frowning was, and if I did frown, he instantly put a smile on my face. Zane had the formula to my heart, he was the potion, the cleanse that I needed to cure my damaged heart.
"Damn, Miami got some baddies." I said, looking out the car window. I couldn't wait to put on my two piece and go play in the sand. In every direction, there was a woman walking around with her ass out.
"I don't see nothing. I ain't falling for the banana in the tail pipe."
"Boy, how can you not see all the ass that parading around? Gone and get you a few looks."
Zane looked out the window and stared a little too long. "Ouch, what the fuck you hit me for, girl?" He said, holding the back of his head.
"I told your ass to look not stare."
"C'mon, baby, you know she had a big ass."
"I ain't gon’ lie, her ass was big." We laughed.
"You know you my baby, and the only ass I want is yours. Give me your whole booty, put it on my lap right now."
"No, Zane, I have on a dress, and it's not lady like."
I looked at his facial expression, and I knew if I didn't put my ass on his lap, he was about to act a fool in the backseat of this car. I wanted him to feel on my booty anyway, so I put my booty on his lap. I stayed put in Zane's lap until we made it our destination. I was so content in his arms, that I didn't want to move, or get out the vehicle. When I stepped out the car, I was a taken back by the beautiful view and scene before us. The huge yacht caught my attention, and I could hear the soft music playing from the car. Thousands of rose petals were spread out all the way up to the entrance of the boat. I was like a smitten school girl, smiling from ear to ear. The gold and white interior layout of the boat gave a royal vibe. It took my breath away, but not as much as the colorful bouquets of roses that filled the room. Each bouquet had a personal message handwritten by Zane.
"When? How? Oh my God, Zane, this was so thoughtful." I said, near tears.
"Come here, baby. Don't get all mushy on me, I just wanted to do something special for you, and tell you thank you for all that you have been to me. You deserve much more than this, and if you rock witcha boy, I'll make sure you have it all."
It was so much honesty in his voice, Zane placed his hands on my waist and my eyes peered into his. "I love you."
"I love you too."
Zane picked me up and carried me down the hallway, and kicked the room door open with his foot. The room was amazing, and I had a full view of the ocean that was out in front of us. Zane laid me on the bed and started removing his clothing.
"Remember when I said pack light because I wanted that ass naked?" I nodded my head yes. "Well, it’s that time. We have this boat to ourselves for twenty-four hours, and I want to explore every room, every counter, even the outside deck, with me inside of you. Bring dat ass out that dress."
I slipped out of my dress, and without warning, Zane pounced on my ass. I knew for a fact I wasn't ready for a baby right now, and Zane sure as hell wasn't, but when I felt his thickness fill me up, the idea of putting on a condom went out the window. This was risky, but if he got me pregnant, I was going to kill him, all I know his pull out game had better come in to play. Zane hit me with a lethal stroke, and I couldn't control myself. The way he was moving in and out, I took turns gripping the sheets and holding on to his back.
"Fuck, Ivy. You gon’ make me cum." Zane said, and attacked my lips.
I sucked on his bottom lips while he pounded my insides. I moved my hips in a circular motion under him and matched his movements. Sweat dripped down his face and landed on my chest and titties. Zane
stared into my eyes and went deeper inside of me.
"You gon’ make me put a baby in yo ass, fuck," he yelled out.
Zane put my legs over my shoulders, and I swear, his dick touched my tonsils. Seeing him stand straight up in me, turned me on and I stuck my hand in my pussy and started pleasing myself.
"Got damn, play in that pussy. Make it wetter for daddy."
The sensation was to much for me to handle and I felt myself about to cum. "I'm about to cum, Zane, fuck, Zane, baby."
"I'm coming with you, fuck!" Zane sang out, and then collapsed on top of me.
I laid on the bed with my legs gapped open and my eyes closed. Zane lowered himself until he was eye level with my clit. He used his fingers and rolled it lightly against my sensitive clit.
"Zane!"
"We ain't done yet, baby. That was just a trial period, I'm about to eat this pussy out, and this time, I want you to act a fool on this dick, don't fucking play with me, Ivy."
I looked down, and Zane was back between my thighs. "Oh, fuck, baby! Yessss, baby, just like that. Got dammit, Zane!"
Zane ate me out dry, and it was only right that I returned the favor. I couldn't tell you the last time I had a dick in my mouth, but it was like riding a bike, once you learned, you never forgot. Without warning, I flipped over on Zane, and put his thick, chocolate manhood, into my hands. The veins in his dick pulsated and my mouth dripped with spit. I put Zane inside my mouth, and went to work. Me sucking his dick, and him playing in my pussy took me on another level of satisfaction.
"Ummm." I said, and put his dick back in my mouth. That notion turned Zane on, and he started ramming his dick down my throat. It wasn't in a disrespectful way, my dick sucking abilities were that damn good. I could look in Zane’s eyes and tell he was about to cum, and he tried to move my head away, but I sucked his dick harder, and harder, until he had no choice, but she shoot his load down my throat. Zane was still in recovery, but he had woken up the beast inside of me, and it was time to release her. I eased on his dick and started to rock back and forth.