Chapter 22 #2
I closed my mouth like white people did when they passed a black person they didn’t know.
Glow was going to eat all her fucking words because Leader most definitely liked her little sister.
That nigga loved that girl. He damn near regretted that he hadn’t married her before they locked his ass up, even though she was way too young to be anyone's wife. He walked around like a lovesick puppy in our cell. The nigga wasn’t even pissed that he was about to have a book thrown at him; he was mad that he wouldn’t be out to see her be great.
When he was sentenced in March, the nigga got ten years, and all he cared about was that his family took care of his girl.
I didn’t know who the chick was back then, but seeing her bawling on the couch now because her sister was basically telling her she wasn’t shit because she’d had a baby, had my chest tight.
If Glow found out Leader was not only a fucking kingpin but in jail for a decade, she would probably have a heart attack.
“Let me go! You fucking lied to me too! Fuck both y’all! Shio is your brother, and you didn’t think to tell me that before we agreed to this fake-ass marriage, nigga? Do I look like a pass-around bitch to you? Y’all got me fucked up! I hate you!”
Glee kicked backward, getting me in the knee before I could stop her. With her arms still locked behind her back, I pushed her down on the bed and pulled her leggings down. I knew what would have her ass yelling a different tune.
“Tunan!” she gasped out, trying to wiggle from my hold.
Her glistening pussy wasn’t the same type of mad that the rest of her body was.
Using my free hand, I slipped my dick out of my sweats and sank into her.
Glow was doing too fucking much. She was mad at her sister, but she was sexually frustrated too.
I could tell at the hospital she needed a release, but she was too in her head about our arrangement and shit.
I could bet every dollar in my pocket that she was madder about wanting to fuck me than she was about her sister being a young mom.
Her pussy was warm, wet, and snug as it pulled me deeper inside her walls. Her body squirmed beneath mine as I slid my dick out and rammed it back in. Glow fit perfectly around my dick, and the shit was too good to be true.
“Ohhhhh!” she moaned out, her walls pulsating as I roughly glided in and out of her.
I was straight fucking Glow today. She’d been on too much tough shit and needed to be reminded that her rules didn’t supersede me being a man—her man, according to the state of Tennessee.
Grabbing her ponytail, still with her arms folded behind her back, I pulled her into my chest, creating a dangerous arch. My dick twitched at the shift, and it felt good as fuck.
“You hate me?”
Sliding out, I pushed my dick back in her gushiness.
Our skin clapping sounded like there was a fucking lightning strike in the bedroom.
She was soaking me, her juices spitting out, creating a sticky mess between us.
Glow's mouth opened, but nothing came out but heavy gasps.
Turning her head but not losing my grip or my stroke, I latched down on the skin of her neck.
“You hate me, baby?”
“Y… Y… YA-NOOOOO!”
I was fucking Glow so hard that my balls slapping against her thighs was creating a tingling feeling, and I knew I was going to blow soon.
Her pussy juices were dripping down my legs, making a huge mess.
Her essence was making it easy for me to stroke her tunnel as fast as I was.
If the first time hadn’t solidified it, this session had for sure. Glow had the fucking best of the best.
“Yeah… You can hate me. If this pussy gonna feel like this off hate, I want you to hate me forever, my baby.”
Keeping her in that very position, I continued to fuck her like I didn’t have any fucking sense.
I'd never fucked a soul the way I was fucking Glow, and with the way her pussy was squirting, I knew she loved it just as much as I did.
Her body had imprisoned mine in a web of arousal, and she bounced against me, feeling her ending coming as I felt mine.
“Tunannnnn! It’s too muuuuch!”
“Shut the fuck up! I told you to stop all that screamin’ for you wake up the baby.”
“O… Ohhhkay!”
Turning her neck again so I could capture her lips this time, we engaged in a sloppy-ass kiss that would give porn stars a run for their damn money.
Waves of ecstasy throbbed through me as our bodies melted against each other, and my stroke became erratic.
She panted in sweet agony as I filled her up.
Fuck pulling out. She wanted to fight? She could fight with Mother Nature.
Letting her hair go, I slid my throbbing dick out of her. Before I could stand up straight, she was covering her mouth and running to her bathroom. Pulling my pants up, I took off in the same direction as her to find her kneeling at the toilet, spilling out her insides.
“Damn, Glow.”
Bwaaaa Bwaaaa
Holding her hair back while she let her food out inside the toilet, I grabbed a washcloth from the sink and wiped her mouth. Thankfully, my long arms allowed me to multitask.
“You’re making yourself sick, my baby. You gotta calm down.”
When she was done, she stood, eyes watery with the look of defeat.
I wiped her face with a new washcloth and helped her back into the room.
She got under the covers half naked and drove her back into the pillow as she looked up at the ceiling.
The money I’d given her was on the floor, some of it scattered.
I picked up most of it and placed it on the nightstand.
“We can’t do this again, Tunan. We agreed that this marriage was on paper only. It hasn’t even been a week, and we broke one of the rules.” She faced me. “Is he really your brother?”
Running my hand down my head, I sighed. “Yeah, man. Shio is my brother; we got the same dad.”
She chuckled bitterly. “Yeah. We can’t do this again.”
“Why not, Glow? We married, and we’ve fucked before it was stamped in ink.”
Instead of replying, she turned her back to me.
I’d been constantly saying my focus was the money.
Yet, I needed a wife to get to the money, and instead of going to Don and formally letting him know I’d done my part, I’d been avoiding the fact that I had a fake wife.
Glow had claimed she was focused on getting in the circle, but the sixty-something messages flashing across her screen on the nightstand told me she hadn’t even talked to the damn women since becoming my wife.
We both had gotten into a marriage to get what we wanted and hadn’t been pursuing the shit we wanted.
“Glow…”
Nudging her shoulder, soft snores could be heard, so I let her go. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out the rest of the money I had on me and set it next to the other stacks. Backing out of the room, I closed the door, and just as I entered the hall, loud wails could be heard from the other room.
Walking into the living room, I saw Glee curled up on the couch, asleep with puffy eyes. The baby was crying, and the two who had been screaming were knocked out without a care in the world.
Going into the hall bathroom, I washed my hands and then went into the bedroom where the baby was. Picking her small body up, I grabbed the blanket and placed it over my chest. I knew all about babies from seeing my brothers raise their kids and being an uncle since before I could remember.
On the dresser, there was a four-pack of pre-made formula bottles that the hospital had given with unused nipples.
I opened one while managing to quiet the baby.
As soon as I got her to feed, the small cries stopped.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I pulled back the hat that had fallen over her eyes.
Lowering my head, I couldn't believe my fucking eyes. This baby—this little girl was indeed Leader’s child.
I just didn’t know what the fuck to do with the information yet.
After letting her drink as much as she wanted, I sat her on my knee, secured her chin, and rubbed her back until she burped.
Babies were easy as hell at this age, and once Glow accepted their new reality, she would be able to enjoy this as much as I was right now.
Deciding I would get up with Shio tomorrow since I’d already promised Athena I’d go to the mall for her today, I scooted back on the bed and got comfortable.
I was going to rock the baby back to sleep, head to the mall, and then get myself a room for the night.
I’d get up with Shio tomorrow to hash shit out, hit Don up with the news that I’d followed through with the task, although my deadline had come and gone, and then I was back on the road to the M.
I was more nervous about my talk with Don because I hadn’t gotten married within his 13-day deadline than I was about telling Shio how Glow had ended up being my wife instead of his.
Don hadn’t said shit about me missing the deadline to get married, but I’d done the shit.
There was no reason for that nigga not to let me in the organization.
A Payne on your team was a certified win.
He also should consider that I was hungry, and while I’d been sniffing behind Glow lately, the money was still the number one objective, especially now that she was on my payroll.
He had no choice, but I wasn’t giving him one either.
Tunan Payne, member of the Rinaldi Mob, sounded good to me.