16. Asher
Asher
S omething in my spirit told me we needed to pop up on our women. They were too gung ho to go out for their little girls’ night tonight. I knew it was about to be some bullshit when Katniss said that she was going to get ready at her place. Since we’d been in a relationship officially, she had been staying with me more than she was there. I told her that she should rent the damn condo out or some shit.
“Ain’t I tell y’all they would be in ya rockin up like they ain’t got niggas outcha that’s fool up?”
Since the girls had their little night, me, Zane and Johnathan decided we would have our own night. After that shit popped off in DC, Johnathan was cool with me. That was his first time mixing with us, but he didn’t hesitate when my sister came over to let us know what was going on. When he popped dude, he was officially alright with me, unless he showed me something different. Him being the Feds was crazy as fuck. I was surprised that my sister chose to mix with him knowing that.
Johnathan chuckled. “Tiara over there having the fuckin’ time of her life. She was already on thin ice with that lil shit that she has on.”
We started to make our way over to their section. It took longer than I wanted to because people tried to stop me and Zane. They wanted to get pictures and shit. The only way they were going to get a picture was if it was as we walked by. I didn’t have time for that shit. I wanted to get to my girl.
“So, y’all came outcha ta twerk y’all asses?” My brows lifted in unison.
All of them stopped their movement to spin on their heels. Three deer in headlights was what greeted us. Yeah, we came to crash their little twerk party.
Fat-fat put her hands on her hips. “What are y’all doing here?”
I moved into her personal space, then pulled her into my arms with my hands firmly gripped onto her ass. My lips went to her neck to suck on it. I loved leaving passion marks on her body. After I was satisfied with the mark that started to form, I granted her my attention.
“I knew your ass would be in ya rockin up. I came so you can rock up on dis dick.” I turned her around, so her ass settled on my dick. With my mouth close to her ear, I told her to get to it.
The other girls were already getting it in with their dudes. I had to turn me and Fat-fat around a little so that my sister wouldn’t be in my sight. I knew she was grown, but I never wanted to see her ass rockin up on a nigga.
“Damn, Fat-fat. You bout ta make me pull you in a bathroom or my whip.” My hand went to her back to bend her ass over a little more. I was on straight ack a donkey mode. I saw the cameras flashing and was sure these pictures would be in the blogs. I didn’t give a fuck though.
The second my dick hardened against my baby’s ass, she stood to her full height. Her body turned to face me. She had that mischievous expression that normally had me taking her to pound town. Her arms wrapped around my neck.
“Whip sex sounds like a plan,” she flirtatiously said.
She didn’t have to tell me but once. “Aye, we ga be back.”
My hand clasped hers, and we left the section, then the club. I told the bouncer that we would be back. Tonight, I rode in my blacked-out Tahoe. That was a good thing because I was about to beast in whatever hole she told me to please. I loved that shit about Fat-fat. She had no problem telling me how she wanted me to please her.
Before I climbed in the back seat, I moved the front passenger seat all the way up because I needed all my space. Before Katniss got in, she stood with the door blocking her and reached under her skirt to slip her panties off. Hell yeah! My belt had no chance. I unbuckled it at record speed. “Bring yo sexy ass here and ride dis dick.”
She climbed her ass in with her back to me. I used my fingers to make sure her pussy was wet like I liked her. “Dat monkey wet.”
“She’s always wet for you.”
I made sure my dick was where it needed to be for her to sit down right on it. Both of us hissed as she slid down. Her pussy stayed tight as fuck. I planned to give her until Ashtan was two and I was putting my daughter in her. She didn’t know that yet.
I smacked her ass. “Ride dat dick, Fat-fat! Wrap ya arms round dat chair to anchor ya fuckin self. I’m bout to dog fuck ya ass.”
She knew what it was when I told her that. Her arms wrapped around that headrest so fast. Fuck! I still got the door all open. After I had the door closed, I slid down in the seat to get to the right angle. She bounced her ass up and down to meet the death strokes that I gave her.
“Fuck, Asher Kane!”
I loved that shit. When I was really in that pussy, she called me Asher Kane. Let me see if I can take her to the next level.
Her legs were together between my legs, and she held on to the front headrest for dear life. My hips shifted ever so slightly to the left. There was this spot on that side that drove her ass nuts.
“Aha! Mr. Asher Kane Wilson!” There it fucking goes.
With one hand on her hip, I used the other one to reach up to grip her throat. I pulled her back toward me. That gasp was real!
“Wait, wait, wait!” She struggled to get those three waits out through her moans.
“Nah, ain’t no wait. You talkin bout you want dis dick in the whip. Take dis dick in da whip, Fat-fat.” Nothing but grunts and groans could be heard for a few seconds until I felt that shake. “There it go. Wet dis dick up.”
We had to get these nuts in, clean up, then get back in there for hydration and fun. I needed her to get another nut before I got mine. I wasn’t happy about this dress she had on when I saw it, but I was appreciative now.
“Oh my God!” Katniss’s body stiffened a little. “Don’t move! Don’t move.”
I chortled. I stopped my movement for a half a minute to let her gather her mind, then it was off to the nut race. “Let me get this nut!”
Once she started that pussy muscle tightness sorcery that she was good for doing, it didn’t take long for me to meet my end. Her little birth control rings were about to come up missing. She had to put them in like every week or something. She would go to put one in, and it would be a ‘C’ because I cut that bitch.
“Are the wipes still in the armrest, baby?” Katniss asked while she was already reaching in it. She lifted them in her hand to show me that she had them.
“Aye, if you don’t get off my dick now, we bout to be fuckin again.” She still had me inserted in her like a locked puzzle piece. The only difference was that this puzzle piece got hard and made babies.
It took us a few minutes to clean up before we made our way back into the club. On my way to the section, I ran into Avery Horry , the owner. We both were from the Chuck so there was a level of home team respect. We chopped it up for a minute while Katniss stood by my side.
It always amused me at the jealous females that talked their dumb shit about my girl. I thanked God that Katniss had tough skin and no self-esteem issues. If I had a dollar for every time a bitch referenced my girl as fat, I would be a thousandaire. Wait, I was already a millionaire.
When we stepped back into the section, I noticed my sister and Johnathan were gone. I surveyed the area but didn’t see them. “Aye, where my sista and Johnathan at?”
Without looking at me Zane asked, “Do you really wanna know, my boy?”
Ah hell no! I wasn’t sure if I could to this whole be cool with my sister’s boyfriend shit. At the least, I wasn’t sure if I could go out with them on some group date shit. Johnathan and my sister didn’t come back for another fifteen minutes or so. Just the sight of her hair being in a different style than it was when I first saw her let me know I had seen too much. This would be the last time I went out with their asses without giving some ground rules.
Time to Go to Court…
Today was the court date for the vandalism case against Penny. I was surprised at how quiet she had been. Yeah, there was an order of protection in place for me and Katniss, but Penny was hardheaded. Per Daisy, her ass was terminated from her executive position at the financial institution she worked at. Penny was probably busy on the job search.
“Baby, who is that with Penny?” Katniss’s question knocked me out of my thoughts.
We were in the hallway of the courthouse waiting for her case to be called. I rocked heavy with me and my girl’s support system for being here although they didn’t have to. They were real ones.
My focus went toward the direction of the person that had Katniss’s attention. Well, what do we have here? Penny strutted down the hallway with her husband next to her. The last information I had was that they were getting a divorce. Perhaps she sucked her way to a reconciliation.
“That’s her husband.”
Katniss’s neck snapped in my direction. “Her husband is white? Wait, Daisy did tell me that before. That might explain why she’s out here being a ho or some shit.”
The closer they got to us, it was obvious that Penny inconspicuously had her eyes on me. The lust in her eyes was bold as fuck. She wasn’t doing a great job because her husband literally gripped her chin and turned it straight. Damn shame! When you can’t stop your coochie from jumping for another man in front of your husband, you’re a lost cause.
Fifteen minutes later, we all were in the courtroom in front of the judge. We had a lawyer, but Penny didn’t appear to have one. Penny ended up standing to let the judge know that she would pay the cost for repairs. When she apologized, my head tilted. What the fuck is this shit?
“Your honor, I can write a check for the twelve thousand dollars in damages today or do a bank transfer if that works better. My husband and I are slated to move to Thailand. We would like to conclude this business as soon as possible so that we can move on with our lives.”
The judge nodded before he asked Penny if she understood that by paying the restitution a judgment of guilty would be entered for the misdemeanor charge. She confirmed that she understood. After he confirmed that we wanted a bank transfer, he put the court at recess for a half an hour with the order that the transfer was to be done before court was back in session.
The account information that Katniss gave for the bank transfer was one that she didn’t actively use. It didn’t even take fifteen minutes for my baby to get the notification that the funds were deposited in her account. Once court was back in session, Penny asked the judge if the orders of protection could be overturned since she paid the restitution. He told her that one had nothing to do with the other. He also said that with her moving out of the country it shouldn’t be an issue seeing as it expired in a year. Her nor her husband seemed pleased with that response but what could they do?
Once court was adjourned, the Pages quickly left the courtroom. We waited for a few minutes before my crew left to lessen the chance of running into them. I was happy this was over with. The twelve thousand dollars that Katniss received she would pocket. We got the estimate, then sold her whip to the shop for parts. Surprisingly, they gave her seven thousand dollars for it.
“I’m so happy that’s over,” Katniss said with a sigh.
I chuckled. “You act like ya ass was worried. You already knew dat judge been ga rule in your favor.” I smacked her ass.
“You talk bout you don’t like ta see me and Johnathan do all dat PDA but look at you. Ole hatin ass big brother.” Tiara mumbled the last part.
There was a beat of silence before we all erupted in laughter. She sounded like a spoiled brat. She stood there with her arms across her chest and everything.
Johnathan wrapped his arm around Tiara’s neck before he kissed her temple. “Come on, my lil baby.”
She moved out of his arm to walk ahead of him with her mad ass. When he smacked her on her ass, she turned in my direction then stuck her tongue out at me. Such a fucking brat.
Katniss held her hand up. “Lunch on me!”
I shook my head at her cheap ass. She talked about lunch on her, then tried to convince us to go to Outback. I told her that I was a Del Frisco kind of nigga. All of a sudden, I was paying. I couldn’t say anything because even if we went to Outback, I still would have paid.
Some Time Later…
“Kane, I’m about to beat your little ass!”
I wasn’t sure what my baby boy was doing, but I knew that Katniss was about to go to his ass in a minute. I sat on the balcony of our penthouse condo with a drink in my hand just looking at the skyline. Like I knew he would, I heard my son pushing the sliding door back to come out on the balcony. I knew it was him because I heard his little grunt when he did it.
“Daddy, Mama mean!”
Here his tattle tailing ass goes! “Son, what you did to make Mama mean?”
He leaned onto the lounge chair I was in to climb up in between my open legs. “I been make cereal.”
I dropped my head. My daddy had the genius idea that he would teach Kane how to make a bowl of cereal last week. Now, he was convinced that he could do this task alone. A few mornings ago, Katniss and I came into the kitchen to see our boy sitting on the damn floor. He had a bowl and spoon he got from the dishwasher that he filled with cereal and milk. He was enjoying a bowl of cereal all by himself. That would have been impressive if there wasn’t milk and cereal everywhere on the floor.
Now, it was only eight in the morning, so his ass should have still been in bed. When he saw us come into the kitchen, his smile of accomplishment was bright. Katniss almost body slammed my boy. While she was enraged, I wanted to know how he got the damn cereal off the counter and milk out of the refrigerator. After I looked at the cameras, I was impressed. Kane had the gumption to pull a bar stool chair to the counter, then pull a dining room chair over to help him climb on the bar stool to climb on the counter. He threw the box of cereal he wanted on the floor before he climbed down.
Once he climbed down, he put the damn chairs back in the vicinity of where they once were. To get the milk, he tried to open the fridge door by the handle but couldn’t. He used the towel that hung on the door to pull it open. We kept the milk in the door, so it wasn’t hard for him to get that although he dropped it, hence how some of the milk got onto the floor. It went downhill from there fast. He overfilled the bowl with cereal and milk. By overfilled, I meant the entire box and what was left from the gallon of milk.
“Ain’t I tell you dat me or Mama gotta be in der to help you make cereal? You not pose ta make cereal by yaself, Son.”
His little face balled up as he sat on his hindlegs. “She slow. She take too long.”
I huffed because here was where I had to give my boy that big man to little man talk. “Son, I don’t care how slow you think Mama is. You don’t do what we tell you not to or I’m gonna whup ya lil ass. Now give me a kiss and go help ya mama clean up.”
My heart twinged a little over his dejected expression, but it was what it was. He lifted himself to give me a kiss. I hugged him tightly, told him that I loved him, then let him climb down. From where I sat, I heard him apologize to his mother. Of course, she did the aww shit and forgave his ass. A few minutes later, he came back to the balcony with his mother on his heel with a bowl of cereal in her hand.
“You weak!” I teased Katniss because one second, she was big bad mama, then the next she was ole soft ass mama. She fussed and cussed but knew she would give our lil boy anything he wanted. I loved that shit about her, though, because she lowkey was the same way with me.
Katniss set Kane up at his little table before she gave me her middle finger and a low volume fuck you. I planned to do just that as soon as this boy went down for his nap. She came over to take her place between my legs. I kissed her temple.
“How much you had to clean up?”
Her head leaned backward so she could make eye contact with me. My lips muffled my laughter when she rolled her eyes. “He didn’t get that far. I went to the bathroom while he was in the living room watching his lil show. I came out of the bathroom, and he done pulled the chair out of the dining room. I knew what it was when I saw that.”
Don’t laugh Asher. Don’t laugh Asher. Yeah, that internal mantra didn’t work. My eruption of laughter had my boy tuned in with a spoon full of cereal held in midair. My son was hell, and I would expect nothing less. My mama and daddy told me that I was hell when I was younger.
“Oh, that’s funny? Let’s see how funny it is when these three holes that I have close until further notice.”
My giggles went back down to the pit of my stomach. “See, you not playing right or fair. You know your son bad.”
Her entire body spun around. “He’s my son only when he’s bad? Boy, fuck you.”
There goes those giggles again. The more my girl was around my family, it was like she picked up on our mannerisms. All of her fuck yous were now preceded with a boy or girl.
“I done!” Just like an on time God, my son’s voice called out.
“Good, Son. It’s time to take a nap.”
I thanked God that Kane wasn’t a child that hated naps. It was also a plus that he loved the dark. There were black-out curtains over his room window. We also had one of those little things that put stars on the ceiling. After I kneeled down and said our prayers, I got him in the bed and tucked in. I wasn’t even out of his room good before I heard his little snores. He got niggaitis from cereal.
When I got back out to the balcony, Katniss wasn’t there. Where the fuck this girl done gone? I knew she wasn’t in the living room because the balcony door was off the living room. Next, I walked to our bedroom. My eyebrow pecked my hairline because the door was closed. I turned the knob, opened the door, then walked into our bedroom. My steps halted when I glanced over to our bed.
Katniss lie on her back on the bed with her legs open. Fat-fat was in full display as she played with her. I removed the hair tie from my wrist and pulled my locs back into a mantail. I ain’t a bitch or a pony. I closed the door, then disrobed as I made my way over to her.
“I thought you say dem holes was ga close,” I taunted.
With passion filled eyes, she gazed at me. “Oh, they are, but first I wanted to give you something a little special. Turn on our nap playlist.”
Fuck yeah! I grabbed the remote to turn on the surround sound system. Katniss and I created different playlists for different circumstances. The nap playlist had only Lil Wayne tracks on it and lasted an hour and a half. That was the average time of Kane’s naps right now.
“You want me to pick da first song or put em on shuffle?” When she told me to pick the first song then let it shuffle, I knew exactly what I wanted to let her know. “Bet.”
Once the remote was on the bedside table and the intro to the song started, I climbed on the bed. “Baby, I ga eat later. Right now, I wanna beat dat pussy up.”
Every time I slid into Fat-fat, it felt like the first time. Wet, tight, warm, and like home. To the smooth crooning of John Legend and the easy rhymes of Lil Wayne, I stroked my girl to let her know just how special she was.