by K. C. Mills
We had a silent stare down that had my dick in a full blown ware with my jeans because it was ready to escape.
“You’re still here?”
“I watched the video.”
“And?” I pulled again but this time held it in before allowing it to hover around us.
“I apologize, but, you were still wrong, and it was your fault.”
Just like a woman. Not gonna be wrong for shit. I smirked at the fact that she was still going to try and make this my fault when clearly I had no control over Sasha’s stupid ass showing up here.
“My fault, how?”
Her eyes dropped low and not because of the high she was currently feeling. I shook my head and lifted her chin with my hand.
“My dick don’t have shit to do with this situation because she damn sure isn’t getting it and neither are you.”
It was a lie, but she didn’t have to know that. Well, at least part of it. Peyson was damn sure getting this dick as soon as we reached a middle ground with this bullshit.
“That…” her eyes lowered again. “…has everything to do with it. It’s what made her show up here today.”
“I’m not with her like that, and I haven’t been in a while.”
“Exactly. She was attempting to change that, and as much as I wanted to call in some favors to find her and stomp a hole in her ass, I understand why she did it.”
Damn, my little baby kept surprising me.
“You hood now?”
“No, I’m a woman who doesn’t appreciate another woman trying to be where she doesn’t have any business being.”
“Which is?” I knew what the hell she meant, but I was eager for her to admit it. For some reasons a jealous Peyson had me mentally planning how I was going to fuck her worries away. No matter how confident I was in myself, every man wanted to feel needed and like his woman understood his worth. She was damn sure proving that right now.
“She doesn’t need to be here, around you around that.” A slow smile eased across my face, and hers tightened because she was annoyed.
“You don’t need to stomp a hole in her ass because as cute as it is hearing you switch up on me, I don’t need you dropping down to her level. That’s cool for her to act like that but y’all ain’t the same not even close. You’re better than she is and there’s no question about who I’m with.”
Sasha wasn’t the worst, but facts were facts. She would never shine in the same light that Peyson did because Sasha allowed others to dictate her worth. Peyson was very confident about who she was and what she brought to the table. For that reason alone, I knew I had to be on my shit where she was concerned. Sasha would take whatever I offered. That shit wouldn’t fly with Peyson.
“You sure there’s no question about who you’re with? You told me not to be here when you got back.”
“You put your hands on me. I was fucking pissed but so hell yeah I wanted you to take your ass up out my shit. You didn’t listen though, did you?”
Shaking her head with that cute ass grin of hers she just stared at me for a minute before pulling her lip between her teeth. I took one last hit from the blunt and then pressed it into the marble countertop to put it out not caring if I fucked up the surface. It could be replaced. At this particular moment, I needed both of my hands.
“I’m sorry.” Her voice was sincere but soft.
“You should be, that shit hurt.”
“You hurt my arm.” She pouted lifted her hand and allowing her fingers to graze the reddish bruises that were on her arm. That had my chest tight.
“Shit man.” I pushed her sleeve all the way up and examined the area. It wasn’t bad, but it was still there. “I apologize. First and last time that shit will ever happen.”
“It was kinda my fault.”
“That’s not an excuse. It will never happen again. That’s my word.” I meant that shit too. If she pushed, I would walk away because seeing my fingerprints on her arm had me tight.
“Do you still want me to leave?” Her eyes made it to mine seductively as her hands moved to my jeans. She bit down on her lip and I could have nutted just from the way she looked.
“Doesn’t look like you’re trying to go anywhere.” I lowered my eyes to where her hands were positioned wrapped firmly around my length.
“I need to apologize the right way.”
So do I.
I dragged my finger across her inner thigh until it met with the soft thin material that I was about to help her out of. I pressed my thumb against her clit briefly before I hooked my fingers in the sides to get them off. She released me long enough to lift from the counter and before her panties hit the floor I was forcing her to the edge and pressing inside of her.
I damn near couldn’t breathe from her tightness of her body welcoming me inside. That had me speeding her legs wider before I sank into her again, going deeper than I had the first time.
“Shit got out of hand and I apologize for how it played out.” My eyes met with hers because I needed her to understand I meant what I was saying. She nodded while her body jerked from the stabbing thrust that I hit her with. “Don’t put your hands on me again, aight.”
Peyson’s mouth hung open from the I force of another deep stroke and she didn’t snap out of it until I called her name.
“Peys, you hear me?”
“Yes…shit….I won’t I promise.” Her eyes shut tight and her palms landed flat on the counter to brace herself. I wanted her to feel every inch of me. To torture her more, I used one hand to pull her closer and the other pushed under her shirt and pinched her nipple before I bit down on the other one through her shirt. Mission accomplished.
She gushed immediately cumming hard as her body jerked against mine and I sank in her deeper. Peyson wasn’t playing fair because she wrapped her legs around me, moaning like every stroke touched a different level of pleasure. I could literally see it on her face which had me thrusting deeper and holding her closer. I landed in her aggressively one last time and released my first one but trust, based on the way I was feeling a lot more were about to follow.
Peyson.
I groaned under my breath when I sat up and allowed my legs to move to the side of the bed. Every muscle in my body was sore. Okay maybe not every one but most of them with special emphasis on every muscle below the waist. Redmon Stokes.
I rolled my eyes, smiling at the same time, remembering the night and morning I had. There wasn’t an inch of my body that hadn’t been branded by Red. He made sure to touch, kiss, and suck my entire body before Reid woke up hours later allowing me an escape. Never in my life had I been so happy to hear her little voice belting through her monitor because, by that point, I didn’t think I could handle any more of Red.
While he took care of Reid, I crawled into his bed and was out seconds later. I slightly came to life when I felt his arms around me, pulling me against his chest, but it only lasted for a moment, and I was out again.
Lifting my phone, I checked the time and realized that it was after one.
“Shit, did I sleep that long?” I mumbled right before I felt him near me. Checking the last message from Pree reminded me that our fitting was today while he moved closer.
“Yeah, you did.”
I could hear the smile in his voice before I turned my head to see it. Standing a few feet away, with grey sweats hanging low around his waist and a bare chest with our daughter in his arms was the reason behind my current state. Even with my body’s tortured state, my eyes still moved South while I pulled my lip between my teeth and my thighs clenched.
“You barely made it up as it is, you might want to lift your eyes before you end up in that bed all day.”
My eyes shot up to his quick and that damn sexy grin had me rolling my them and smiling at the same time.
“I’m fine.” Trying to prove a point I hopped off the bed quicker than I should have and my face tensed basically proving his instead.
I was so sore, that I wasn’t sure if I would
make it through the day. I needed to soak.
“Reid, why is your mama trying to act tough. That pussy is throbbing and she knows it because I was all up in it last night and this morning.”
“Would you stop? Don’t talk to her like that.”
“Aight my bad.” He kissed her cheek and then smiled at me. “She still doesn’t know what the hell I’m saying.”
“But I do.” My eyes rolled again as I slowly made my way to the bathroom.
“I didn’t break anything did I? It damn sure looks like it from how you’re moving.”
Yes! But I enjoyed every minute of it.
I lifted my arm and shot him a bird just before I slammed the bathroom door. An hour later I had finished my bath, was dressed and feeling a lot better. Still sore, but better so I went to go find my family. I had plans for today and needed to get going.
“You good?” Red asked as soon as I leaned over and took Reid from his lap. When I looked at him that same smug ass grin he had a little while ago was planted on his face.
“I told you I’m fine.”
“Yeah, aight.” He chuckled and then stood towering over me looking down at both me and Reid. “You ’bout to head out?”
“Yes, I have to meet my mother and Pree. What time is your appointment?”
“Later today I think it's after yours. I’mma run a few moves until then. I need to take care of a few things.”
I cut my eyes at him and he smirked before kissing Reid on the cheek and me on the lips. “Business. Fix yo face. All that dick you got last night I know you aren’t worried about me trying to give it to anyone else.”
“That is not why I looked at you like that.”
“Mmmhmm, hit me when you get there. Her bag is already packed. I did it while you were taking your bath to save you some time.” He turned to leave the and smiled at the gesture. Red was perfect but he was damn sure not the worst.
“I’m going to see Mrs. Anne first. She asked me if I would bring Reid by today.” He stopped moving and turned to me with his face tight. There was something in his expression that I couldn’t read but I knew he wasn’t happy.
“Nah, we can go tomorrow.”
“We can’t go tomorrow we have church and dinner with my family. We’ll be with them most of the day.”
“Well then next week. You don’t need to be down there without me and I can’t switch up my schedule today.”
“Why can’t I be there without you?”
“Because you just don’t need to be.” He argued not giving me a real reason.
“But I already told her I would come.” I was secretly crushed for more reasons than one. I really liked Mrs. Anne. She and I talked a few times a week. After that one time at her restaurant I knew I liked being around her. It also made me feel more connected to him but then I also felt slighted like there was some reason why he didn’t want me around her.
I could see the internal war before he raked his hand down his face. His eyes moved to Reid and then me. “Don’t be down there long. I’mma make a call and let them know you’re coming.”
I felt the frown on my face. “She knows I’m coming. I just told you that.”
“She does, but my people don’t and if I’m not with you they need to know. Park right in front. I’ll make sure the spot is open and call me when you get there and before you leave. One hour and then you need to be on your way.” He warned with a look that didn’t leave room for debate.
“Is there something I need to be worried about?” He was being too cautious and to specific.
“You’re with me so you always need to be worried about how you move. You’re good though. You’ll have people there who will make sure you are.”
Red walked off removing his phone at the same time. Seconds later I heard his voice. “Aye, I need you to handle something for me.”
I wasn’t sure what that was all about and I was second-guessing my decision to actually go but I didn’t want to disappoint Mrs. Anne, and Red wouldn’t have agreed if me going was really that bad of an idea. Pushing the thought out of my mind, I collected my things grabbed Reid's bag and the two of us were on our way. I guess this was a part of being with a man like Red and I had to be able to navigate in his world, by his rules so I let it go.
“Can you pack me three of these to go?” I leaned back in the stool where I was sitting rubbing my stomach. Since I slept so late, I skipped breakfast, which turned out to be a good thing because Mrs. Anne had food and chocolate cake waiting for me when I got here. Just like Red said, the space right up front was open so I parked there and then quickly forgot about his hesitation for me coming here. It was a Saturday and the place was packed but nothing felt off. I didn’t feel like I was in danger. If anything the place felt like home. Mrs. Anne and I talked in between her walking around with Reid in her arms while I stuffed my face. But now my time was running out and I needed to be on my way. I had an hours drive to my mother's house where the stylist was meeting us so despite Reds one-hour warning, I needed to be leaving anyway.
“Three? Redmon doesn’t like chocolate cake so that means it's for you.” She raised her brow smiling at the same time.
“One is for me, the other for my mother and sister. I’m not that bad.” I pushed my plate forward and she laughed causing her round frame to vibrate.
“I have a whole cake ready for you. Redmon told me it was your favorite.”
My cheeks hiked quick. “Thank you. But you didn’t have to make me a whole cake. Let me pay for it.”
I reached for Reid’s baby where I shoved my wallet when we got here. Mrs. Anne simply narrowed her eyes instantly stopping the process. “Don’t you insult me like that. I’m not taking your money. This baby is my payment.” She proceeded to kiss Reid's little cheeks.
“Well I really appreciate it, but I have to get going so you have to hand over your payment.”
Again her eyes rolled. “I know, I got my marching orders too. He made sure I knew to get you out of here in an hour.”
“I’m sorry. Maybe you can come to the house next time, and I can cook for you.”
“Chile don’t have me pulling up on you because I will.” She grinned hard and her round face smiled.
“You’re welcome any time.”
“Okay, baby, remember you said that when you can't get rid of me. Now let me pack this cake up before your man comes busting up in here with his anal self.”
I collected the few things of Reid’s that were on the counter and shoved them in her bag. After hugs and kisses from Mrs. Anne she handed my baby over and I took her into my arms lifting her bag over my shoulder. Mrs Anne bagged up my cake and was about to walk out with me when someone stopped her about an issue in the kitchen.
“It fine. Go, I can take that.”
“Okay baby, you be safe and I’ll see you soon. She handed off the bag which I gripped in my hand and headed to the door. I decided to call Red to let him now I was leaving once I was in the car. Out the corner of my eye, I saw a man moving my way. When he was close, he pushed the door open, letting me out first but following right behind me. I didn’t think anything of it until he stepped in front of me so close that I had to take a step back so that we weren’t touching. His eyes were dark and his face was hard, even when he grinned. The gesture looked evil.
“That’s a pretty little girl. Too bad she’s gonna grow up without her daddy because I’m gonna put a bullet in his head the next time I see him.” My body froze at the icy delivery of what he was saying. His eyes landed on Reid again and then bounced over to me. “And after I shoot your nigga I just might find you and hook you up with a little brother for her.” This time he had a full blow smile on his face before he winked at me. “Enjoy the rest of your day shorty, and make sure you tell Stokes that Narco sends regards to him and his lovely family.”
He walked off but I couldn’t move. My feet felt cemented in place and I felt like the wind had been knocked right out of me. What the hell just happened and who the hell was
that man?
Red.
Rewind!
“Aye, I need you to handle something for me.”
As always Boyce was ready for action. “What you need Boss?”
“You on the block?”
“Yeah.”
“Can you get your hands on that nigga from ole boy’s camp?”
“Yeah.”
“How fast?”
“He out here now, ole mark ass muthafucker.” Boyce grunted.
“Get with that nigga. I need him to get word that my girl will be in reach. She’s gonna be at my brother’s mom, down at her spot. Tell him to let ole boy know that he has to move fast and that nigga needs to be convincing because its time to move.”
“Aight got it.”
“Hit me back as soon as you know it’s handled. Make it clear that if he don’t get the shit done somebody in his family is gonna receive a gift.”
“Done.”
Narco knew who Peyson was. Boyce had gotten word through the little nigga that was trying to leave his team and come to ours. He assumed snicking on Narco’s plan to get with Peyson would secure that for it. It would never happen but doing us this soil would make him think it was. After he played the role I needed him in, he was gonna have to be dealt with. Typical casualty, and as much as I hated that, it was just how shit worked. The only positive was that the nigga wasn’t shit. He was known for pulling licks on women, carjacking, stealing purses and shit, which was a violation of street code. He had it coming one way or another. Once we found out that Narco was plotting on how to get me to react by trying to roll up on Peyson, I decided to hand a controlled opportunity over to him. At first when she told me she was stopping by to see Mrs. Annes, I wasn’t feeling it but then I didn’t want to be the type of nigga that had to control how she moved. Until I handled Narco it was necessary so today was as good a day as any to cancel his ass. I was trying to start some new shit with Peyson and I wouldn’t feel comfortable doing that until he was dealt with. I was tired of waiting on the opportunity so I created one. He wasn’t the type that I could just send a message to and shit would be handled. His situation required action. A permanent one.