Chapter 8 #3
“You talk like you’re well connected. I would hope you had some pull.” She crisscrossed her arms over her chest. “I would’ve called my daddy, but I didn’t want to hear how much of a fuck up I am. I should’ve bailed myself out.”
I cut my eyes in her direction. “Man, I don’t want to hear that shit. You’ve been pissing me off all night. You know my name holds weight in the city, but you’re in the casino, fighting some jealous bitch like you didn’t have the power to make a call.”
For the first time since we met, Kannon listened without issuing a comeback.
She didn’t push me away when I squeezed her thigh, but she didn’t look at me.
Her lips stayed pouted, and her eyes remained attached to passing cars.
We only made things official a couple of weeks ago, but from the day she met up with me to apologize, I knew she would be mine.
From day one, I wanted her to prove me wrong and stick around.
“Do you trust me, Kannon?”
“Yes,” she replied without missing a beat.
“Then act like it. I have never given you a reason to doubt me, and when I did, I addressed it.”
Despite my annoyance, I put Kannon’s mind at ease and made the hour-and-a-half drive to my house in the hills.
When I drove up my driveway, I could feel her watching me.
I thought she would fire off questions when we entered the six-bedroom house, but Kannon remained mute until we stepped into the master bedroom.
“So this was your house all along,” she suggested from the doorway. “Why do you stay in the city when you have this gorgeous home?”
“The condo is closer to everything important. I’m always on the move, so I don’t have time to appreciate this spot.”
She scoffed as she shook her head. “One person does not need a house this big.”
“I don’t need it, but I love it. The area is quiet. Neighbors are far and few. I appreciate how lowkey it is.”
While Kannon roamed around my room, admiring framed puzzles, I grabbed clothes for us to change into.
My phone lit up on the nightstand, but I pretended not to see it.
Without looking at the screen, I knew my dad was calling to go off about me dropping Levi.
He wouldn’t consider he needed the sense knocked into him.
He would just accuse me of not putting the family first.
“It’s time to wash the filth off your ass. I can’t believe you were in the back of a police car.”
Kannon rested her head against my back as I turned on the shower. “I know. I’m sorry for showing out earlier. You asked me to chill, and I still lost my cool. I guess I’m used to pushing the rules, mostly because I don’t trust the leader.”
“Haven’t I shown you different?”
“So far, so good.”
“Then kill the doubt, and stop trying to fuck this up.”
Kannon posed like a mannequin as I stripped her out of her clothes.
I was thirty years old, and I couldn’t recall being close to a naked woman and not fucking her.
Something about the way Kannon moaned when I cleaned her body was all the pleasure I needed for the moment.
Once we were fresh and clean, I gave Kannon clothes to wear, but she only put on the tank top and black socks that stopped at the top of her calves.
Though hesitant to complete my nightly routine with Kannon around, I went into my nightstand and retrieved my pouch.
Since the day she told me about her seizures, I had contemplated telling Kannon about my heart condition.
However, every time I thought about bringing it up, my ego got in the way.
“What’s that?” Kannon asked, pointing to the pill bottle in my hand.
“Medicine.”
“No shit. Why are you taking it?”
“For my heart.”
She snickered. “Oh, I didn’t know you had one of those. Are you going to tell me more, or do I have to fuck it out of you?”
For a second, I stared into space, struggling to find the words to share my biggest flaw. I didn’t know how to tell a woman who looked at me with such high regard that I was broken. However, the way her eyes glimmered with love made me believe my truth wasn’t a dealbreaker.
“I was born with Isolated Dextrocardia.”
She narrowed her eyes as if trying to dissect my declaration.
“I was born with my heart on the right side instead of the left,” I explained.
“Does it hurt?”
“When you don’t do what I tell you, yeah, it makes my heart hurt,” I joked.
“Ha. Ha. I’m not that bad. I’m just not that good.”
My eyes found her soft gaze. “You’re perfect. I always tell you that.”
“Get back on topic. What else do I need to know about your condition? I’ve heard of it, but I’ve never done research.”
“I have to take medicine for the rest of my life. There’s a slim chance my kids will have it, but it’s not likely. I can’t say how long I’ll live before I run into heart problems, but for now, I’m here.”
Kannon maneuvered her way into my lap, then roped her arms round my neck. “Your heart is screwed up, and my mind is weak.”
“Sounds like balance to me, baby.” I tapped her thigh. “Get up. I want to show you something.”
Hand in hand, we left my room and went to the one next door. The room had little furniture except for a few LEGO sets settled on floating wall mounts, an oversized glass chair, and a glass table near the window. Kannon’s slanted gaze snaked along the wall, taking a moment with every piece.
“These are amazing. Some of them look like paintings.” She looked at me. “How long have you been into puzzles?”
“Years. When I was younger, doctors encouraged me to exercise my mind and not just my body, so I started putting puzzles together. Big, small. Some were only a couple hundred pieces, while others were in the high thousands.”
She wandered over to the latest piece I had been working on and stroked the corners.
“Some of these had to take you months to complete. Do you frame them all?”
“Nah, just the ones that give me the most trouble. I hang them as a reminder that I can conquer anything. You’re the first person I’ve allowed in here besides Easy.”
She spun around on her tippy toes. “Hm. That must mean you like me.”
“I love you, Kannon.”
“Yeah? The Sinner loves me?”
I met her in the center of the room. I couldn’t help but touch her when I was close enough.
“I do. If I’m being honest, there was no in between.
One minute, I wanted to wring your next, and the next, I couldn’t imagine my life without you.
People may not understand that, but I don’t give a fuck.
It’s not for them to understand. I just want to make sure it’s all right with you. ”
“It’s more than all right. Just promise you won’t abandon me the first time I don’t meet your expectations.”
“I got you. All I need from you is loyalty.”
“You’ll have it as long as you stay faithful,” she shot back. “Before you ever step out, just step away.”
“We’ll both leave this earth before I pick that option, Kitty.”
My lips rushed to hers like I was thirsty for her taste.
I savored the cushion of her lips and the hint of liquor still lingering on her breath.
I teased her tongue with mine as she parted her lips.
As soon as a moan slipped from her throat, I pulled away.
With a hard dick, I walked her to the kitchen with plans to cook for her.
That was another thing I hadn’t done for any other woman, yet I found myself excited to feed Kannon.
“What do you have a taste for?” She spun around on her tippy toes like a ballerina. “Uber Eats will take forever to make it out here.”
“Fuck Uber Eats. Let me feed you.”
“Do you know how to cook, Tune? I don’t think I’ve seen or heard you make anything more than tacos in the last three months.”
I placed a kiss on her neck, then sat in a chair by the kitchen island. “I know how to do a little something. Valerie didn’t teach me much, but she taught me how to cook before she abandoned her kids.”
“Were you two tight before she left? I’ve only heard you talk about her once.”
“That bitch—”
“Hey!” She shook her head. “I understand there’s bad blood between you two, but I don’t like hearing you refer to her that way. Let’s call her . . . the lady.”
“All right. Me and the lady used to be tight. The last I heard, she died. Before that, she was in Atlanta with her new husband and healthy kid.”
“Damn, I’m sorry to hear that.”
I shrugged off the unwanted sympathy and deadened the conversation. I didn’t mean to sound so nonchalant about death, but had I expressed my true feelings about my mother, I would’ve scared Kannon off.
Lost in flashbacks of my childhood, Kannon’s closeness spooked me when she slid between my legs. No words left her lips when she wrapped her arms around my neck and squeezed me tight. Her warmth served as an icebreaker to my cold thoughts and brought me back to reality.
“What was that for?” I asked when she pulled away.
“You looked like you needed a hug. I like the thought of being able to give you what you need.”
My hand roamed down to the small of her back. “Oh, yeah? You know what I need right now? I need you to teach me how to make love.”
“You’ve never made love before?”
“Not in the way I want to make love to you. I want to please you in a way that you become disgusted by another man even looking at you.” I scooped her into my arms and carried her upstairs like we hadn’t been there minutes ago.
“I would say I want to make love to you so deep that I put a baby in you, but you’re already pregnant. ”
“What?” She dropped a giggle in the crook of my neck. “Did you forget about the Plan B?”
“I didn’t forget, but as warm and deep as your pussy felt the last time I was inside of you, I would bet my legacy the pill didn’t work.”
A shy vibe controlled her features when I placed her on her feet.
Any other time, I would have hiked her top over her ass and fucked her.
However, I handled Kannon with the same tenderness I would glass.
With ease and in between soft pecks to her shoulders, I removed the material over her body.
Her hard nipples summoned my tongue, and her pussy clutched around my fingers.
My dick jerked in my briefs, but I kept my attention on Kannon.
I spun her around like we were in the middle of a slow dance, then bent her over the edge of the bed.
The scent of fresh pussy encouraged me to eat her out like I had no dignity.
Even when my dick throbbed, I didn’t move until her ass cheeks trembled against my face.
“Oh, baby.”
“There you go. Fuck my face, mama.”
My words came out muffled, but I knew she heard me when she started grinding against my nose.
Her sweet moans turned into a sermon of profanity, alerting the high ceiling of her growing orgasm.
I gave Kannon a minute to catch her breath before I flipped her over, leaving her no choice but to find my eyes.
As corny as it may sound, she looked like an angel beneath me.
My heartbeat tripled at the idea of someone trying to take her from me.
A feeling I couldn’t label made my throat tighten up.
I had never craved a woman as much as I desired Kannon, especially when I had already tasted her.
“Mm, Kitty.” My limbs went still when the warmth and gushiness of her coochie cuddled my dick. Kannon’s pussy had always flooded like a tidal wave and held me tight like leggings on a BBL, but there was a difference.
“Slower, Tune. Deep and slow.”
I obeyed her soft commands. Every stroke I delivered birthed some display of pleasure.
The tenderness of our intimacy wouldn’t allow me to miss one grip or squirt from below her waist. She wrapped her legs around my waist, begging me to go deeper while her nails strummed up and down my back like she was a guitarist.
“You feel my pussy gripping?” She flirted. “Mm. Tell me this is what you want.”
“Fuck. Why are you doing me like this, Kitty?” I brushed her hair back so I could see her face. “Your pussy is so warm. I know you’re having my baby. You deserve to bust a nut for that.”
I squeezed her thigh and fucked her harder, though I kept the same slow pace. Unable to control myself, I sank my teeth into her shoulder, making her shake.
“Fuck!” I groaned. “You about to make me cum, Kitty. You feel my dick throbbing inside of you?”
She nodded with her mouth open.
“Pretty lady. You love me? Huh? Tell me you love me, Kannon.”
“I fucking love you,” she replied in a tender tone.
Our eyes connected, and a dash of moonlight highlighted the tears in the corners of her gaze. I had no time to question Kannon’s thoughts before she gripped both sides of my face and twisted her hips off the bed.
“I love you,” she said in between kisses. “Cum with me, baby.”
I nodded, feeling my nut build to the mushroom. “Damn, you’re everything. Fucking perfect.”