Chapter 29
Trooper
Soon as I walked into my place, the first thing I noticed was that my alarm wasn’t on. That had my gun in my hand and me ready to fire. I made my way through my apartment, checking things out until I laid eyes on Sophie knocked out in my bed.
She was sexy as hell balled up in the center, but I got worried, wondering why she was there. She was still in her business gear, a burgundy pencil skirt and pale pink blouse. It was early in the day, which meant she still should have been at work.
I was concerned something had gone down. It was possible she would cross paths with William’s punk ass, but he was all about appearances, so I hoped he wouldn’t fuck with her.
After sitting next to her on the bed, my hand moved up her leg, caressing her skin until she stirred a little in her sleep.
I leaned down and kissed her temple before I whispered into her ear. “Sophie, wake up, baby girl.”
Her eyes fluttered a little before they opened fully and she looked at me with the saddest expression. Pain resided in her eyes and I felt myself getting upset.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, turning my body enough to lay down next to her. After I pulled her into me, I kissed her forehead and held her in my arms while I waited.
“He’s trying to vote me out. He’s forcing me out, Trooper. That’s my company. I made it what it is and he’s trying to take that from me.”
Sophie’s words were laced with venom. She was hurt, but more angry than anything.
“Then fight, baby. You’re right, it’s yours. You earned it. Tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it. I’ll go down there and turn the fuck up if I need to. He ain’t gonna take shit from you on my watch,” I said, fully meaning every word.
“I don’t know how to fight it. At least not yet,” she admitted with a short sigh.
“Then we’ll figure it out. Trust me.”
“I called you.”
“When?” I asked, pulling back enough to see her face.
“After it happened. I called you like four times and you didn’t answer.” Her eyes searched mine with uncertainty, as if she was trying to see if I would give away facts about what I had been doing. Like she thought I was up to something, which was why I didn’t answer.
“Baby, I didn’t know, hold on.”
I turned to get a hand in my jean pocket to retrieve both of my phones. I pulled them out and sure enough, I had missed calls from Sophie on my personal one. It was on silent though, which explained why I hadn’t answered.
I had been focused on business all day and chilling with Los, so I hadn’t even thought about my phones. It was her first day back, and I knew how focused she was about work, so I hadn’t bothered reaching out.
“My bad. I had my phone on silent. I swear I didn’t know you called. I wasn’t ignoring you, Sophie, and I damn sure wasn’t doing dirt, so please get that out your head. I was making moves all day then I was with Los.”
“I didn’t think you were doing anything. I just needed you and couldn’t get you.”
“I know and I apologize. I’m here now though. Let me fix it for you.”
I grabbed her waist, pulling her down just a bit on the bed before I moved my hands under her skirt and helped her out of her panties.
Sophie watched me the entire time, especially when I stood to get out of my jeans then pulled my shirt over my head.
Her eyes moved across my body and the lustful stare in her gaze made me hard as shit. I couldn’t wait to feel her. My baby had a bad day and I was about to erase that for her.
Once I was completely naked, I moved my hands to her hips, examining her skirt and with a frown. I looked at her.
“How the fuck I get you out of this?” I asked, searching for a button or zipper, but couldn’t find anything.
She smiled and reached for her side before she unlatched something and tugged a thin as shit zipper. No wonder I’d missed it.
I slipped her out of the skirt and spread her thighs before gently kissing the inside of both. Sophie was moaning and squirming already and I hadn’t even touched her yet. Admiring her nicely waxed center, I inhaled her scent before I flicked my tongue across her clit.
Sophie always smelled good. Just natural and clean. I could eat her pussy for days and never get tired. But right now, I just needed her to get a quick nut so she was nice and wet when I slipped inside.
As soon as my mouth went to work devouring her swollen lips, Sophie moaned and cried out, letting me know just how good it felt to her. She made all kinds of promises to me, and God, that had me smiling like hell.
It didn’t take long for her warm creamy goodness to flow, coating my mouth and chin. I delivered a series of soft, gentle kisses that had her about to jump out of her skin because her pussy was so sensitive. Mission accomplished.
Crawling between her legs, I placed my dick at her opening and dipped the head in and out a few times to coat it before I pushed all the way in.
I had to freeze a minute after I hit rock bottom. It was so moist and warm I almost came prematurely.
“Fuck, man, this shit so fucking nice,” I mumbled before I started a nice, slow pace; out half way and in as far as I could go.
Sophie’s nails penetrated the small of my back first then moved to my arms the more my pace increased.
I smirked as I looked down at her, eyes shut tight and face all balled up.
She wasn’t used to real dick. I knew that the first time I entered her.
I had Sophie feeling things she never felt before, so she might as well have been a virgin before me.
In my eyes, she was. I was reaching places she didn’t know existed.
I had the dope dick and knew it. Long and thick and I knew what to do with it. The amount of pussy I’d had in my life had taught me how to please women. It had been trial and error, but I was a fucking expert now.
The deeper I pushed into Sophie, the more she showed it. I loved to watch her face because it told me how she felt even more than how she mumbled my name. Sophie wasn’t a screamer.
She tried her best to stay quiet, like it embarrassed her to get loud, but that was sexy to me because the way she tried to fight it made her release the sexiest sounds. I hated women who did too much by screaming and carrying on.
I was confident as fuck and didn’t need women to stroke my ego by screaming my name or calling me daddy.
That was some weird shit to me anyway and made my dick soft.
I loved natural expressions. Seeing the way her body reacted to my touch and the way I was deep stroking her along with pleasure on a woman’s face turned me on.
The more she moaned softly, the harder my dick got. I gave her every inch like it was made just for her.
“Cum for me, Sophie. Let go, baby girl. Let me feel it,” I whispered against her ear before I pushed her knees toward her chest to gain better access. I was so deep in her goodness I felt my balls at risk of slipping in.
Sophie nodded slightly and gasped when I tapped her cervix a few more times and we came together, long and hard. I unloaded so much I felt my soul slipping into her.
After we both showered and dressed comfortably, we got cozy on the sofa to chill for a minute. I decided to order in because I didn’t feel like heading out. Sophie didn’t complain because she was still in her feelings about the bullshit that happened earlier.
I made a mental note to pay William a visit. I wasn’t gonna kill his punk ass, but I would make it clear that I would if he didn’t quit fucking with Sophie. I kept that to myself because I didn’t know how she would feel and I wasn’t up for an argument.
“What’s he like?” Sophie asked randomly and lifted her head from my shoulder. She turned her head slightly to look at me.
“Who?” I asked, half paying attention. I was focused on the game.
“My father?” she said lowly but loud enough for me to hear.
I looked down at her with no expression then inhaled and let it go slowly.
“I don’t know, it’s hard to say. How he was with me, he wouldn’t have been with you. I was a hardheaded street kid.” I laughed to myself, thinking about how Story had beat my ass the first time I’d met him.
“I don’t get it,” Sophie said.
“Fathers love sons different than they love daughters,” I admitted, then glanced at Sophie before I continued.
“Story taught me how to be a man, how to hold my own in the streets. He made sure I understood kill or be killed. He taught me how to take a life and still be able to sleep at night. I learned to sell the purest shit by the truckload and not be fazed when I saw a strung out fiend who had a family at home praying they wouldn’t take another hit.
That’s what he was like for me. He wouldn’t have taught you shit like that, so I don’t know how to tell you how he was. ”
Sophie took it all in and I watched her eyes until she frowned. “Sounds like all he taught you was bad stuff.”
I shook my head to disagree. “Nah, not even close. What he taught me is the reason I’m alive today.
It’s why I’m the man I am. That was his way of showing me love.
He gave me the best parts of him because he cared about me.
Shit, he’s the only person who ever did.
He also made sure I made my money and got the fuck out.
He made sure I went to school and invested that same money.
I used to sell dope and a few other things but now I own businesses.
He didn’t want me to end up like him. Story wanted more for me than to be just another dope dealing muthafucker who died or ended up in prison.
He didn’t just teach me bad shit, Sophie, so don’t think that.
True enough he taught me how to survive in the streets, but that’s only because it’s who he was and all he knew.
Don’t define him by that. He’s much more than that. ”
She sat silently processing again. “My mother loved him.”
“Yeah, I think she did and he loved her too. I saw it in his eyes when he talked about her. He still loves her even after…” I paused and kept the rest to myself.
I was still mad as fuck that she was the reason he’d ended up in prison.
He was basically all I had, my family, and that was fucking with me.
“After she chose William and let him go to prison.”
“People make choices, Sophie. It is what it is,” I said, not wanting their shit to be an issue for me and Sophie. Well, not any more than it already was.
“Did you know?”
“Know what?”
“About me, well not me ,specifically, but that he had a daughter.”
“Nah, like I said, I didn’t know until things went down with your mom and William and I went to Story for clarity. It makes sense now though.”
I smiled, thinking about all the lectures he’d given me over the years about women.
“How?”
“He always preached to me and got in my shit about having babies unless it was with a woman I loved and planned on spending the rest of my life with. He used to get mad as hell, telling me kids needed to be loved by both of their parents. It was strange as fuck because he never got down like that and never had kids I knew of. I mean, he had women, don’t get me wrong, but never anybody worth talking about. He never got over your mother.”
“I guess not,” she said softly before she lowered her head onto my shoulder and moved closer to me.
I pulled her against my body before I kissed her forehead. She had a lot of heavy shit on her mind and all I could do was be there for her. We were quiet again. Me watching the game and Sophie in her head until she spoke up again.
“I wanna meet him. Will you ask if it’s okay?”
“Yeah, I can do that,” was all I said.
Story already told me he didn’t want her to come there. He loved her, but I didn’t think he was ready to face his demons yet. I wasn’t sure if I could make it happen, but for her, I would try.