“Sssh! Ohh! Fuck baby. It’s so sensitive after I cum,” Antonio said, while his body lightly trembled.
“Oh really,” Faith replied and took the head of his dick into her mouth.
“Oh shit, baby. I can’t take no more,” he pleaded.
“Good,” she replied, showing off her white teeth. She turned him around, forcing him to lay on his back, then climbed on top of him with her ass facing him. She inserted his rock hard dick into her pussy.
“Oh, baby. What you doing?”
“I’m going to fuck you until your dick can’t take anymore,” she said seductively. She closed her eyes and could feel his dick in her stomach. She rocked her hips back and forth, “Ssshhh fuck! Yes, baby,” she moaned then started to bounce her body up and down. “Yes, yes, yes. Fuck, yes!” she screamed while bouncing herself harder on his dick.
Antonio looked on in amazement as she came what looked like a puddle of water. Her cum splashed onto his stomach and traveled down his dick and balls.
He smacked her ass. “I fucking love you!” he shouted.
Faith slowed down, but didn’t stop bouncing, “Don’t say it unless you mean it,” she moaned as she turned around and looked at him.
“I mean it, baby, I mean it,” Antonio said as she rocked herself harder back and forth on his dick, and he nutted all inside of her.
Chapter 7
For the next six months, life was like a dream for Faith. Living with Antonio was something in life that she had never experienced; so much joy, love, and having someone that truly cared for her. They had sex all the time and went out every once in a while, but that was okay with her. Faith was used to being trapped in the house for most of her life, so being trapped in a penthouse condo with everything she could ever want, was heaven to her. Everything was great, besides the fact that Antonio would go weeks without coming home.
‘Damn, I miss him,’ she thought. She sat naked on the white leather couch, which faced the windows to the view of the city. She sat quietly, thinking about everything with a cup of hot tea in one hand and her iPhone in the other hand.
I miss you. Can’t wait until you come home baby.
She texted him and waited for a reply, but never got one. ‘He’s always working,’ She thought while sipping her tea.
She reached for her laptop that sat on the glass table in front of her. “Might as well shop.”
Shopping online had become Faith’s newfound all-time high. Antonio gave her a seven thousand dollar spending limit every month. She ordered some new lingerie from Victoria’s Secret and a few new outfits.
“He would love these.” Out of curiosity, Faith pulled up the Google search bar. “It’s over, the past is the past. Why am I concerned about where I come from? None of that matters, look how I’m living.” The curiosity drove her crazy. For the past few months, she was able to brush it off while Antonio was home, but now, she had nothing but time on her hands.
Her hands began to tremble, so she went on to type in Black Ice’s name into the search bar and pressed enter. To her surprise, so many links pulled up on this name. She clicked the first link that read ‘The Notorious Serial Killer, Black Ice’. It took her to a main page and she began to read.
Real name, Michael Ice Sr., of Brooklyn, NY. Body count of murders are unknown. No evidence or traces of bodies have barely been found. Rumor has it, that he has pets, man-eating hyenas that dispose of the bodies. In the early 1980s-1990s, victims would appear missing body parts such as heads, hands, eyes, and even genitalia. There is another rumor stating that there is a trophy house in Brooklyn, where all the missing body parts could be found, but the home has never been located. Black Ice controls an organization with thousands of people that operates drug trades and kidnapping throughout the United States. Michael Ice Sr. was killed in 2014 by a special tactical army unit, alone with outside help…
Faith stopped reading. “Killed? That nigga far from dead. I’m a daughter of a fuckin psychopath killer,” Faith said out loud.
“What psychopath killer, baby?”
Faith heard a voice behind her. She shut the laptop and turned around. “Nothing baby, just some mess I was reading online,” she said as she got up from the couch and ran into his arms. “Oh my God baby, why didn’t you tell me you were coming home? I would have tried to cook something for you.”
“Now woman, you know damn well you can’t cook. I’m not with you for that,” he replied.
“Then, why are you with me?” she asked, while kissing him slowly.
“Well first, it’s this chocolate skin complexion, so smooth, so soft, and such a turn on. Next, it’s your hair. Then, it’s your lips, so damn juicy and full.” As Antonio spoke, he removed pieces of his three piece, tan colored suit. “It’s your mind. How you are willing to submit to me and love me. Oh, and it’s your sweet, that juicy sweet pussy,” he said, while leading her to the large, open condo window. “I’m going to fuck you over the city,” he whispered into her ear, while bending her over as she pressed her palms against the thick window.
He worked the tip of his dick in and out of her moist pussy until it fit all the way in. “Shhh…. mmm baby. I love you baby,” she moaned as he thrust faster. She could feel his dick swelling up and veins throbbing. “Hold it, baby, don’t cum yet! You better not cum, I’m almost there!” she screamed, while arching her back even more, so he could get deeper penetration.
“Ugghh!” Antonio groaned and pulled out, shooting cum all over her back.
“Smmh,” Faith sucked her teeth. “Damn, I was almost there, but it won’t be a problem. I can get you right back up,” she said when she turned around and grabbed his now, soft dick.
“No sweetie, I’m good,” he said, while back pedaling and pulling his dick out of her hands. He grabbed his boxer briefs and pulled them back up, along with his clothes.
“It’s okay, we can start back up later. I need to shower anyway. You always cumming on my back. I miss you like hell though. So, where are we going to eat?” she asked as Antonio chuckled, with a fake laugh. “What did I say that was funny?” she asked, staring him down with a confused look on her face.
“Nothing baby. I just got to leave and get back to the hospital to work. Just order something,” he replied.
“Wait, What? You just got here, Antonio. It’s been nine days since I saw you and that’s way too long to go without you. And plus, you work at night, it’s 6:57a.m.!” she shouted.
“Listen, I shouldn’t have to explain myself to you. I’m a grown ass man. You knew I was a doctor when we started this. I work a lot… that’s nothing new. This big, beautiful condo that costs $800,000.00 that you’re standing in right now. How you think I afford the mortgage for this place? How do you think I’m able to spoil your ass? It’s because I work and I don’t need you questioning that, baby. If I need to do a double shift and sleep at the hospital, so be it. You know I’ll always come home. And when I do, I don’t want or need the stress!” he shouted. He grabbed his blazer and headed for the elevator.
Faith looked at him weird for a second, and then ran over to him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stress you, baby. I just want and need more time with you,” she said, while tiptoeing to kiss the side of his neck. “I’m sorry I upset you.”
He turned around to kiss her and their tongues danced in each other’s mouth. Antonio broke their embrace. “It’s okay, baby, I just need you to understand where I’m coming from. I’ll see you soon.” He kissed her on the forehead and entered the elevator.
Chapter 8
“Another week has gone by and I still haven’t heard from him,” Faith said out loud, while crying. She eventually cried herself to sleep on the couch.
A few hours later, she stretched, yawned, and looked around. “Damn, I must’ve overslept.” She looked out the window. “The lights just seem so much brighter from up here.” She got up and walked to the wall near the open kitchen and turned on the light switch. It made a clicking sound, but never came on. “Hmm,
the light must have blown out. I’ll have Antonio fix it or call maintenance tomorrow.” Walking to the refrigerator to get something to drink, she noticed that the refrigerator light didn’t come on either. “Come on!” Raising her left eyebrow, she said, “Power must be out in the whole building.” Walking to the living room, she grabbed her cellphone to call Antonio, but the call didn’t go through. “Stupid phone! Why the hell isn’t there any signal in here?” she asked out loud, and then heard the elevator open. “Baby, is that you?” she asked, squinting her eyes to focus on who came out of the elevator. The only light that entered the condo was from the building outside. She continued to look, but saw nothing. “Antonio, is that you?” she asked, thinking she heard large footsteps every once in a while, and then stop. She felt her stomach tighten up and her heart stop as she heard the familiar whistling melody of the song, Jesus Loves Me. “Oh shit!” she mumbled, knowing who it was, but she couldn’t see.
“Do you think Jesus loves us?” she heard a voice whisper in her ear. Black Ice was standing right behind her.
“Ahh!” she screamed and stepped forward. She turned around, still trying to focus her eyes to the darkness. She could see his body frame, but not his face because he was that dark, but you could see his white teeth. “H-H How… how did you find me?” she stuttered and back pedaled away from him, hoping she could make it to the elevator to get away.
“Find you, child? I didn’t have to find you; I already knew where you were. I’ve been patiently waiting on you to open your eyes,” Black Ice told her in a deep tone.
“Open my eyes to what?” Faith asked.
“Open your fucking eyes and see this life isn’t for you,” Black Ice replied.
“Yes it is, this is what I want! I don’t want to be like you. I’m not a fucking psychopath murderer like you. I’m happy and I’m in love, fuck you-”
Before she could finish her sentence, she felt a huge hand wrap around her neck and choke her. She then felt her self being lifted off her feet and them dangling back and forth.
“You know what,” Black Ice said, while pulling her closer to his face, so that she could see his eyes, “maybe you’re not like me, little bitch. Out of all my children, you’re the slowest motherfucker I ever pushed out of these ball sacks. You didn’t even sense me in this damn apartment. You don’t know how to use the gifts you were born with! Hell, you ain’t even using your common sense. You let everyone walk over you. Maybe you have more of your mother’s blood in you… naw because even that bitch is more of a fighter than you. You like this stupid fantasy you live in when the reality is bullshit. What is it about this life you love? Is it the luxury, my child? Hmm?” Black Ice asked, while loosening his grip around her neck a little, just enough for her to get some air. She inhaled and exhaled three times, and then felt the grip tighten up again. “If it’s luxury, my child, I’m richer than anyone you could ever meet. And rule number one: never depend on a nigga or his money, go get your own. What you earn, no man can take and no one can ever say what they gave you. So, is it luxury? Money? No, no, that’s not it. You think you’re in love, little bitch. Hahahaha! This is going to be fun. Love is an illusion, but this will be a perfect lesson for you. Love made me who I am once I realized it was nothing, but pain and love will make you who you are meant to be, my daughter. I will wait and watch. And if I see one more sign of weakness, I will end your life myself. But since you’re so attached to this life, I dare you to follow your doctor friend once he leaves here. Hahaha!” Black Ice tossed her across the room. She felt herself go up in the air then hit the marble floor hard.
“Ughh!” she screamed out in pain.
“You’re either a sheep or a wolf, my child. You can’t be both.” And with those words spoken, Black Ice disappeared into the darkness again.
She opened her eyes and the lights came back on. She quickly ran to the kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife and searched the entire condo, but there was no sign of Black Ice. She scratched her head, trying to figure out how he got in and out of the condo when the elevator is the only way in. She sat down on the couch and felt something hard beneath her. She got up to see what it was and stood there frozen. The small axe that was stuck in Erika’s face was now cleaned and placed right next to the flip knife with the wooden handle. On top of her weapons was a note that read: ‘Sheep or wolf?’
Chapter 9
Faith stayed up all night doing more research on Black Ice, while his words kept replaying in her head. ‘Out of all my children, you are the slowest one.’
“That means I have siblings and are they like me? Is this feeling I get an urge for me to kill or the enjoyment of feeling others in pain? Or is it the more upset I get, the less pain I feel and the better my mind works? And what the hell did he mean by this is a fantasy? This is the life I want to live. I’m happy and Antonio loves me.”
She closed the laptop and got off of the bed, feeling stupid that she let Black Ice’s words get to her. She got undressed and went into the bathroom to run a bubble bath, and then stepped into the tub full of hot, bubbled water.
“Oh Lord, yes. This is so refreshing,” she said as she pushed the button to turn on the tub jets then started to whistle a familiar melody… Jesus Loves Me. It took her about five minutes of her whistling the melody before she realized what she was doing. “Why did I just do that shit? The song must’ve been stuck in my head, that’s all.”
“What song?” Antonio said as he walked in the bathroom.
She looked up to see him, “Nothing baby. I’m excited to see you here, being without you is unbearable at times.”
He looked down at her and got undressed. “I’m here now, my love.” He got completely naked and stepped in the jetted tub bubbled water with her.
“How was your day, baby? Did you eat? I miss your cooking.”
“Shhh, stop talking and come here,” he said seductively.
Faith stood up and lowered herself on top of him, sliding his thick dick inside of her warm pussy. She rocked back and forth while staring into his eyes. Antonio leaned back and grabbed her small waistline.
“Ohh baby, why does this pussy feel so sweet?” he groaned as his facial expression twisted up in pleasure.
“Oh hell no baby, don’t cum, you better not cum! Don’t you cum,” she moaned and started rocking her hips even slower in hopes of keeping him from cumming before she got to really enjoy feeling him inside of her. “I love you. I really love you. You are the best thing that ever happened to me,” she moaned, while starring at him with bubbles splashing everywhere.
“I love you, too baby. Now, fuck me faster,” he groaned, while grabbing her waist even tighter, forcing her hips to grind faster.
“No baby. Ssshh. No, I don’t want to rush,” she said in between her moans, but her words were going into deaf ears.
“I love you. I fucking love you!” he shouted and released inside of her.
Faith rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth. “You’ve been doing that a lot lately and it’s not fair. I be right there, ready to cum. You should let me get mines,” she demanded and could feel his dick go soft inside of her, to the point she no longer felt it. She eased off of him and sat back in the warm water.
Antonio stood up, kissed her on the forehead, and then walked over to the shower and hopped in. Ten seconds later, he stepped out, drying off his body. Faith still sat in the tub watching him with lust in her eyes.
“Damn, I couldn’t ask for a better man or life.” He began to put back on his suit and her lust turned into anger because she knew he didn’t like wearing clothes in the house. “Wait, where are you going? Why are you getting dressed?” she questioned, now standing up in the bathtub. “Please tell me you’re not about to leave so soon when you just got here. I haven’t spent real time with you in weeks.”
“We went through this yesterday. I told you I work a lot. I have no time to lay around and play house, so don’t stress me out about it. We just had a good time. Go shop online or you can leave
the house. I like keeping you to myself, but some fresh air would do you some good,” he said as he finished getting dressed and headed for the elevator.
‘Follow him!’ Faith could hear Black Ice’s voice loud and clear in her head. She dried off and threw on a purple sweat suit that had a hoodie on it that hugged her body like a glove. She grabbed some money off the top of the dresser, her cellphone, and ran for the elevator.
“Come on, come on,” she said, while pushing the button. A smile spread across her face when the elevator arrived. She rode it down to the lobby. “I hope you haven’t left already.” She stepped outside just as the green Mercedes S550 was pulling out of the private parking lot. Faith could see him talking on the phone, waiting for traffic to slow down, so he could pull off and merge into traffic. “Yes,” she said as a yellow cab pulled up to the building and a lady hopped out. Faith quickly jumped in.
“Where to miss?” the Indian cab driver asked her in his thick accent.
She turned around and seen Antonio pull out of the parking lot to the street. “Here is two-hundred dollars. I need you to follow that green Mercedes Benz and there will be more money in it for you, just don’t lose him.”
The cab driver smiled and took the money. “Yes miss, I know the routine. I have done this plenty of times. A wife always wants me to follow their husband. I will ask no questions as long as the pay is good,” he said and pulled off, staying one car behind Antonio’s Mercedes Benz to keep from being noticed.
‘I always wonder what the outcome be to the women that follows their husbands,’ Faith thought to herself, afraid to say it out loud to hear his answers. She relaxed when she noticed they were driving down Jamaica Avenue coming close to the hospital where he worked. She felt relief.
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