“Did you like the house?” Angel asked as Bella and I walked into their dining room. I joined him at the table and looked at the food that spread out before us. Homemade chicken and seafood Alfredo with garlic bread, corn and a Caesar salad. I licked my lips and rocked my baby that was chewing all on her finger. Hell she was hungry too.
“Yes the house is beautiful. Pia told me that her mother decorated it,” I said and looked at Angel. Let him tell it her mother was this hoe that couldn’t be around the kids. Angel chuckled and caressed my cheek.
“Yeah, she did with the kids. It was for them to bond,” he said and I looked down at my food. Angel was obviously on his own bullshit too. The kids wasn’t ordering $5,000 fucking sofas so he could save that bullshit for somebody that knew no better. I grabbed my fork and looked at him.
“It really doesn’t matter. Let’s pray and eat.”
Angel looked at me like he wanted to say something but he didn’t. We prayed and all started to eat. An hour later his kids were in their own rooms and we were in his movie room watching “Savages” one of my favorite movies. Bella was asleep on the seat in front of us while I laid my head on Angel’s chest. His fingers slowly slid up and down my arm. The threesome scene popped up onto the screen and the room instantly got really hot.
“Damn so she fucking both of them?” he asked. I nodded and he scooted further back on the suede lounge seats, which pushed me back in return. Somehow I ended up on top of him with his hands on my ass. I looked down into his eyes as his erection in his pants pushed against me.
“Can you stay the night?”
“No, my baby’s with me,” Angel sighed and slid his hands up my back. His lips looked so good that I just had to have one kiss. I bent down and slowly kissed him while he gripped my hair pushing my face into his. I started to grind on him and like Kadar had her on a payroll, Bella started yelling. I got up and looked at her. Her eyes found me and she cried harder. I laughed shaking my head. She could be so damn spoiled.
“You know ain’t nothing wrong with you, Bella,” I said grabbing her. Bella stopped crying and started moving her face around my chest trying to find a nipple.
“She’s hungry, O, you got us both over here wanting to eat,” Angel said and I bit down onto my lip. I breastfed my baby while Angel dozed off to sleep behind me. I didn’t realize until I got home that Kadar’s ass had called me twenty times. Hmph. Oh, well.
Chapter Sixteen
Kadar
I walked back into the shop and my brothers looked at me. I frowned at their ass and went back to my seat.
“Y’all got anymore weed? I need some strong shit. O pissing me off,” I said and shook my head. Aamil tossed me a Ziploc full of Kush and some cigarillos. I thanked him and started breaking the blunt down on a magazine on my lap.
“Nigga you really fucking up,” Ameer’s ass said looking at me. I hated how he felt like he knew every damn thing. This nigga would tell you what was wrong with you no matter what the fucking topic was. I was just coughing last week and the nigga told me I had some kind of cold.
“Ameer, I don’t need a fucking lecture. I just need to get my mind right and see if Teon gon’ come suck this dick tonight.” Kasam chuckled looking down at his phone.
“Teon is bad as hell. I was looking at her ass the other night, but I couldn’t get a good look because Erin be on a nigga. The last time she saw me checking somebody’s ass out, she slapped the fuck out of me. It took all I had to not punch her in her shit,” he said and we all cracked up laughing.
“Yeah that bitch propositioned me at Sophie’s office. Said she specialized in giving head and licking ass,” Ameer said and I looked at him.
“Licking ass?” I asked and he nodded. He stretched out in his suit and rubbed his baldhead.
“Yes she said I could piss on her and everything. I swear if Sophie wasn’t my wife, I would have took that bitch to the car and beat her back out. She another level type of freaky, but I’ma pass on that shit. Sophie would kill me and that damn girl. A nigga just trying to get money and be happy with my family. These hoes ain’t shit but a fucking problem and the sooner you realize that the quicker you can be back at home,” he said. I nodded and started putting weed in my blunt.
“And what if I don’t wanna go back home?”
Aamil grunted.
“Then get ready to watch Bella be raised by another nigga,” he said and I stopped rolling my shit. I envisioned Olivia with that nigga Angel and my daughter right at their side all happy and shit. My fucking chest ached and I cleared my throat.
“Nah that shit would never happen,” I said, but wasn’t too sure. I wanted my family back, but I was still mad and the truth was, I wasn’t getting over anything any time soon. I needed more time to figure my shit out, but with O, I didn’t know if I had any fucking time left. On some real shit, I was all fucked up.
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“Look my pops is in town, so you gotta bounce,” I said to Dina. I wanted to fuck with Teon, but she was offering me to do some shit to her that made my stomach turn. That bitch was all kinds of nasty. She probably had every disease under the sun. Dina was now recovered and back to being my freak. I liked that she didn’t expect nothing from me but dick because that was all she was going to get any fucking way.
“Okay, well, I picked up your clothes from the laundry and I washed your dishes. The housekeeper is sick, so she won’t be in for at least a week. I got school this week, so if I come over, it can’t be an all-night, Kadar,” she said while I stared at pictures of Olivia and Bella on my phone. I nodded and threw her ass the deuces. I heard what she said, but I wasn’t interested in getting to know her ass, so I asked no fucking questions. Dina frowned at me and slipped her shirt over her head.
“I guess call me whenever. Bye,” she murmured and walked out of my room. I fell back on my bed and knew that my pops was about to be on some shit. I had been missing all kinds of meetings with people because of my shit with Olivia. After I stopped fucking with her, I had been partying nonstop and saying fuck everything else. Really just acting stupid as fuck, but it helped me to forget what I was dealing with and that was all that mattered to me. My phone started ringing and I saw it was my pops. I answered the call.
“What’s up pops?”
“Shit I’m at the door. Why aren’t you back living with my daughter-in-law?” he asked. I climbed out of the bed and walked off headed his way. “So you leave home to stay in a high-rise? Yeah, that was a real smart move,” he said and I pulled the door open. My pops stood on the other end with two of his men behind him. He put his phone away and smiled at me. I smiled back and he pulled me into a hug. “You look like shit, Kadar,” he said chuckling. I laughed walking back into my penthouse.
“I feel like shit pops.” I sat down on my leather sofa and stretched out. Thanks to Dina my shit was clean. It was good to know she could do more than just fuck. My pops sat across from me on my loveseat and someone knocked at my front door. I started to get up and he shook his head.
“That’s just Olivia. Once I saw you weren’t at home, I talked with her for a minute and she agreed to bring my Bella over here after she was finished getting her shots,” he said as one of his men opened the door.
“Her shots?” I asked not knowing shit about that and my pops shook his head at me.
“You’re fucking up, Kadar,” he said under his breath. Olivia stepped into my penthouse looking good as hell. She had on black high waist jeans with an olive colored striped long sleeves shirt with black pumps. Her hair was pulled away from her face showing us all of her beauty. My baby girl was matching her in some black pants with a striped shirt. She even had her hair slicked back looking so gorgeous. I stood up smiling at my girls.
“Hey, Bella, abeulo (grandpa) missed you,” my pops said reaching out for her. Bella giggled like she knew exactly who he was and he started kissing her on her cheek. Olivia looked at me and gave me this half of a smile. I walked up on her and she smelled like that damn “Gui
lty” cologne again. Yeah, she was definitely seeing somebody.
“What’s up, O, what you been up to?” Olivia handed me Bella’s bag and put on her sunglasses.
“Blessed,” she said and walked away. My pops laughed as she walked out of the door. I wasn’t having that shit though, so I went after her and caught up with her in the hallway.
“Damn so it’s like that now? This new nigga got you acting funny towards me?” I asked blocking her from climbing onto the elevator. Olivia sighed and licked her plump pink lips.
“No, you got me acting funny towards you. I have a party to order supplies for, so I really need to go,” she replied. I grabbed Olivia by her hips and tried to hug her. She pushed me back and walked into the elevator. “Please stop playing with me, Kadar. I’m moving on, isn’t that what you wanted?” she asked and the elevator closed. I stood at the steel doors for a moment trying to collect my thoughts. I pulled out my phone and text my brother. This was not some shit I ever wanted to fucking discuss with him, but it needed to be done because I needed to know how he made it out of his issues with me and be happy with Drew.
Me: Aye we need to meet up.
Aamil: I’m taking Drew and the kids out of town. I’ll get up with you when I get back. You good?
Me: Yeah just not sure what to do with Olivia.
Aamil: We’ll get up together when I get back.
I put my phone away and went back to my penthouse. I walked in and my pops looked at me.
“I swear if you lose the beautiful woman, then you will be one stupid motherfucka. Now, let’s discuss this last shipment since y’all don’t wanna re-up. It’s a good day because my son is about to be fucking legit,” he said and we both smiled. Yep this was our last shipment of drugs and we would be out the drug business. What made it easy for us was that my pops was the connect. Other niggas wouldn’t be that lucky to just say fuck it and leave, but we could. So as O said to me when she was trying to be sassy and shit, we were indeed “Blessed”.
Chapter Seventeen
Drew
“Do you see the water Aamilah?” Aamil asked walking my baby to the ocean. We were at a private beach home in the Dominican Republic enjoying a much needed vacation. Mina was still on the run, but even that wasn’t going to rain on my parade. I was alive and for once, I wanted to just enjoy the moment and be with my family. I looked down at Aamil’s name that was freshly tatted above my pubic hairline and smiled. Yesterday, at the spur of the moment, Aamil and I went and got some tats done. He had my name going across his chest and well I had this. It was still sore and red, but I loved it. Hell I was happy to be in a pink two-piece killing it and as Aamil say, “showing off his shit” after having two kids. Yes, I had a stretch mark here and there with bigger hips, but I still looked good and the most important thing was that Aamil loved it.
“It’s so beautiful out here,” I said to Shad as he sat in his seat relaxing with his swim trunks on and his sunglasses that he surprisingly let stay on.
“You over here looking good as hell,” Aamil said walking towards me with Aamilah in his arms. I touched one of my faux locks and smiled.
“You the real MVP, look at you,” I said giving him a once over. His body was ripped in all of the right places and he was wearing some Armani swim trunks that hung off of his narrow waist. He sat my fat ma down and she jumped on my lap.
“Mommy that water was sooooo cold!” she said and giggled. I laughed and kissed her all over her face. She was Aamil’s twin. One of the most precious things we created together.
“Hell yeah that water was cold as hell,” he chimed in sitting down next to us. “My man’s over here chilling and shit. Aamilah, you not ready for bed? Daddy gotta talk to momma about something,” he said with a sly smirk on his face. Aamilah shook her long, curly, hair getting water all in my face.
“No, I wanna eat some ice cream and then watch Home,” she said smiling. Aamil groaned and leaned towards me.
“Her and that fucking movie,” he complained and I started laughing. Aamilah loved that movie even the sad parts. My baby had given up her Ana and Elsa dolls for Home.
“Well, I like that movie too daddy,” I said picking with him. Aamil licked his lips while eying my breast that were spilling out of my top.
“Yeah? Well let’s make one then?” he suggested and I looked at him.
“Aamil?”
He chuckled grabbing my face.
“It wasn’t a question bae. We making one,” he said and kissed me gently on the lips. Aamilah smiled watching us.
“Daddy do you love mommy?” Aamil looked me in the eyes.
“I do princess. I love your mommy with all of my heart. I love you too,” he said and snatched her up. He took her back to the water and she giggled the whole way.
Three hours later, I sat inside of our bedroom with a glass of wine in my hands and nothing else. Aamil had just washed me up and he was now setting up his phone to record us. Yeah, some ghetto shit, but I loved him so his wish was my command.
“Aamil, I swear if this shit make it onto one of those hood amateur’s porno sites, I’m fucking you up.” He laughed while shaking his head. Aamil was naked as well and his dick was on rock hard. It bobbled every time that he moved. Hell I couldn’t stop staring at it and the wine had me feeling oh so good. I was ready to be his porn star for tonight.
“Drew, don’t even come at me like that. I would never willingly let anyone see what was mine. I’d have that whole fucking website taken down,” he said and adjusted the phone. He studied the angle for a second and stepped back. “Yeah this should get everything. I just want you to see how you be looking when I be up in you.” My eyes connected with his and he smiled at me. Damn he was a sexy ass nigga. I watched him walk over to my IPOD and turn it on. The first song that played was “Feel It” by Jacquees. I quickly finished off my drink ready to get freaky. I loved this song.
“Get your sexy ass up,” he demanded. I sat my glass down and stood up. Aamil grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the bed. He sat on the edge and looked up at me. His sexy chocolate ass had me so wet for him. He gently kissed my newest tattoo and grabbed my hips for me. “Dance,” he said and like his genie I slowly winded my hips with his hands still on me. My nipples were erect, my body was getting hotter by the minute and I was soaking wet already just at the thought of what was to come for my body.
“You are so beautiful to me, Drew. I’m so sorry you had to hurt because of me and I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you. You hold my heart in your hands bae, so without you, I can’t even breathe. I’ma make you feel so good tonight, I promise,” he said letting the end out in a whisper and he spun me around. He pushed my back down and stuck his face in my ass, massaging my pussy lips with his thick tongue. I balanced myself on the ground, so that I wouldn’t fall.
“Damn…daddy,” I said as he used the tip of his tongue to stroke my clit while his fingers played with my ass. Aamil knew my body better than I did and he used that to his advantage every time. I could feel my orgasm coming, so I started pushing against his face. Aamil eased up on eating me out and stood up. He pulled me up and carried me to the wall. I looked up at him wondering just what his ass was about to do.
“What you trying to do to me?” I asked a little out of breath. Aamil picked me up and turned me upside down. He pushed me against the wall for support and bit down gently on my clit.
“Make you cum, now put me in your mouth,” he replied and dived right back into me. My mouth fell open and his dick went right in it. I sucked him off with the same passion that he had for me while also trying to stay on beat. I closed my eyes and let the music and Aamil take me away.
Tell me why you wanna be bad
Tell me why you wanna be bad
Sweating, why you calling me daddy
Giving you the best you ever had babe
Make me feel like you aint ever had it
Stretching you out like your elastic
Turn around, poke i
t so I can grab it
Flip that ass like we in gymnastics, you nasty
Uh Ah baby tell me that you want it deeper
Aamil’s tongue went as deep as it could go inside of me and I clamped down onto his dick as I started to cum. Damn. My body bucked for him as I came in his mouth. Aamil’s dick got even harder and seconds later, he started jerking in my mouth filling it with his cum. I swallowed it down loving the taste of him and sucked him until he was hard again. He flipped me around and slowly sank me down onto his dick as my knees rested in the crooks of his arms. My nigga wasn’t playing no games with me tonight. I whimpered as he filled me up. Aamil shook his head and kissed me on the lips.
“No, whining tonight, Drew. You gotta take it baby. Let daddy fuck you to sleep,” he said and started hitting me with lethal thrusts. My head fell back against the wall as he fucked me hard, deep and in a way that he had never done before. It felt like his dick would come out of my mouth at any minute.
“Oh, shit! Oh! Aww fuck! Oh, Aamil!” I moaned holding onto him tightly. Aamil massaged my ass and started to fuck me slowly.
“Like that?” he asked licking his lips. His dick slid out of me and slowly back in. I moaned clamping down on him with my vaginal muscles.
“Mmmm just like that daddy. Just like that,” I said and he grinned.
“This pussy so tight. You know I love it right?” I nodded getting lost in his movements.
“It loves you too daddy sooooo much,” I replied and he took me away from the wall. He carried me towards the bed and placed me on the edge. I laid flat on my back and he climbed up on my body. Now both of our heads was angled at the camera. Aamil started licking and sucking on my nipples while playing with my pussy. Everything he was doing had my body on fire. I opened my legs wider and he slowly slid in. The waves, music, and love carried us away and we fucked through the night and early into the morning. I woke up to Aamil and Shad chilling on the floor while Aamilah played in my makeup bag. I slowly sat up and saw that Aamil had put my pink silk robe on me. My body was sore as hell and my pussy was still throbbing from the night before. I could still feel him in me.
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