WHAT ABOUT ME? #2
The nervousness and surprise eased out as he tightened his arms around her.
Grinding against him, her soft moans broke between their kisses, and his strong hands landed on her ass.
The wine and weed on her breath tasted good, and Bull shifted so he could lay her on her back.
Positioning himself between her thighs, he trailed kisses down her neck and collarbone.
Lifting her shirt, he palmed one of her breasts and pecked her stomach.
His tongue circled her belly button, and he popped the button to her jeans at the same time.
With his hands on her hips, Bull tugged at her panties.
Buzz!
The intercom inside the house went off, alerting them to someone at the gate.
Both stuck in surprise, he lifted his gaze and watched confusion sweep over Toni’s pretty face.
When he sat up, her stomach tanked, leaving her soaking her panties.
He adjusted his dick and went to respond to whoever was fucking up their rare vibe.
Toni grabbed the remote to the TV so she could switch to the camera monitor also hooked into one of the channels.
Before he could even ask who it was, she recognized Chai’s burgundy BMW with the headlights shining.
“Who is it?” Bull asked through the intercom system.
“It’s Chai. Let me in. I need to talk to you about something.”
“What you doing here?”
“What?” Her face balled up on the camera. “I tried calling you, but you didn’t answer. I sent you a few text messages too. We got a problem, and I need to know what to do.”
Fuck! Bull peeped Toni sit up, adjusting her shit, and he wanted to tell Chai to fuck off and come back later. Judging from her tense shoulders, he assumed the mood had fucking passed. So, he hit the button to let Chai in and fixed his clothes as Toni stomped toward him.
“She’s got a fucking problem alright,” she griped.
Swiping his beard, Bull took a breath as Toni went to answer the door.
Chai had features like an Asian because of her mother, and Urso made up the black half of her.
She was gorgeous like a fucking Barbie, with shoulder length red hair, big double D breasts, and a fat, round ass.
A woman with her body and brains was deadly.
She learned the art of finessing men a long time ago and enjoyed making them drool over her.
If Toni hadn’t lived with her, she wouldn’t know what she looked like under all the make-up, lashes, and weave.
In her words, she was a bad bitch and always had to look the part.
Tonight was no exception, stepping confidently outside of her car and strutting up the sidewalk to their front door like her name was on the deed.
Her stiletto heels to her knee-high boots clicked against the concrete with each step, and she stopped in a knit dress that clung to her wide hips with a short cut suede jacket covering the look.
In her hands was a business file folder.
She simpered at Toni standing with the door open.
“I am sorry to interrupt you—”
“No, you’re not,” Toni quipped, tucking her arms across her chest.
“I wasn’t talking to you. I’m here to discuss a business matter, which doesn’t concern you,” Chai voiced in that sultry, arrogant tone Toni always hated. “Don’t you have something to cook or clean?” she emphasized before tittering.
Ready to lunge for her, Toni felt Bull step up, clamping a hand around her arm and yanking her back inside.
“Fall back,” he warned, which gained him a deadly stare from her.
He stepped in front of her, and a complacent grin filled Chai’s lips.
“What’s the emergency, Chai?”
“You got one of those private requests. You told me not to ever assign anyone to these, and I thought you might like the info tonight. Looks like it’s major.” She handed the folder over to him, and he quickly took it from her.
“Good looking out. I appreciate it.” Bull flipped through the paperwork.
“Anytime for you.” Chai licked her lips. “There was one more thing I wanted to talk to you about.” She inched into his space, noticing his semi hard dick as she pushed her breasts forward, so he could view the top of them.
She had his attention.
Suddenly sick to her stomach, Toni backed off and decided to go check on her food in the kitchen.
Admitting to being jealous was like sending a smoke signal to Bull.
She didn’t want to come off like that, even if she was his wife.
His interest for her was limited. It was bitches like Chai who kept his attention.
If he wanted more from Toni, he was going to have to put the work in and prove it to her.
She wouldn’t be throwing herself at him.
“Yo, Chai, what you doing?” He briefly peeked over his shoulder and saw that Toni had vanished, but he nudged Chai out of his space anyway when she tried to press into him.
Her features crumpled into a frown when he resisted her.
“You know I was looking forward to getting some work done today,” she purred. “I know you had to be on daddy duty and everything, but I thought maybe you could make some time for me tonight.” She moved her hand to reach for his pole, and Bull snatched her by the wrist.
“The fuck is wrong with you?” he seethed, gritting his teeth.
“What?” Turning up her nose, she yanked away from him.
“This is my fucking house where I live with my family.”
“So what? It’s not like it’s a real family,” Chai countered. “We both know Toni doesn’t make you happy, Bull. How long are you going to do this? How long are you going to fuck me and keep coming home to her!”
“First of all, don’t fool yourself into thinking that me fucking you is turning into anything other than that!
” he hissed, getting in her face to make sure she heard every fucking syllable.
“Secondly, don’t ever come to my fucking house again where I live with my family and disrespect them or my wife! ”
“Your wife?” Chai laughed. “The fuck out of here, Bull. Everybody knows this shit is all for show. I won’t lie, though; you make it look real.”
“My son and my daughter are very fucking real, Chai, and nobody disrespects they fucking mama when I’m around. We clear on that?”
She blinked rapidly, and the smile on her lips wilted from his words.
Something about the fire in his eyes sent her reeling.
Bull hired her a year ago to help run his locksmith business.
One thing led to another, and he’d been fucking her for at least eight months regularly.
It was usually at the office, maybe a hotel, but never anywhere personal like his place or hers.
Somehow, she’d grown attached to Bull and hadn’t meant to.
She didn’t know how she didn’t see it before.
He had real feelings for Toni, and the shit blew her.
Timid, plain Jane, and basic as hell compared to Chai, she couldn’t fathom Bull standing there defending her.