Chapter 22 Bentley
BENTLEY
Iknow I said enjoy yo’ night but I ain’t expect baby to get tore down.
She drank like a fish tonight, but somewhere along the line, she was still able to stand.
Ushering her upstairs, she clung to me like a magnet.
Her lil’ tiny ass had the nerve to say I was a lightweight mid turn up.
I ain’t have no choice but to slow up. She was enjoying the fact that her best friend was becoming a wife.
“Baby, you want to shower or take a hot bath?” I asked walking her slowly to the bedroom.
“Whatever you want to do love,” she said beginning to strip.
“Stop Ma. We ain’t even in the room yet. Don’t disrespect yourself like that.” I pulled her shirt back over her head.
“I’m with my nigga. How am I disrespecting myself?” she slurred.
So, it took you putting liquor in yo’ body for you claim a nigga, huh?
Accepting a nigga. I knew it would come sooner than later.
Giving her a choice to do anything other than love me was comical.
All she needed was me to handle whatever came her way.
Letting Cat go was solely for her. If she would’ve hinted at the slightest fact that she was unhappy, I probably would’ve killed Cat. It was that simple for me.
Heidi was the only woman that had the privilege to run my life. I had so much money attached to my name, retiring early wasn’t a problem. There were plenty of muthafuckas that could fill my orders. However, my focus was on my woman, our son, and whatever else I throw up in her.
Entering our bedroom, I let her go and she was back to removing her clothes. I walked pass her and started the tub. She was way too wasted to stand. I could wash her easily if she was in a still setting. As the tub filled, she wrapped her arms around my waist.
“I’m thirsty love.”
“You want some water? I got a mini fridge in the room. I can grab you one.” Her head was against my back, so I felt when she nodded.
Shaking my head, I reached around and pulled her forward.
Baby was butterball naked. Sitting her down on the side of the tub, I said, “Sit tight for me Mama. I’ll be right back, aight? ”
She nodded once more, and I was out the door.
The fridge was packed with waters, Powerade, and juices.
I grabbed her up a Powerade. She needed them electrolytes.
By the time I made it back into the bathroom, she’d submerged her body in the buble bath.
I released a deep breath and popped the top on the drink.
Bending down, I extended the drink in her direction.
“I’m not done enjoying my night love.”
“Yes, you are baby. Drink this.”
“No, I’m not. Come here,” she said pulling on my arm.
“Stop beautiful. You gon’ start some shit and regret it in the morning. Chill and drink this.” I tried yet again to get her to drink something, and she shoved it out her face.
“Get in the tub. Don’t make me say it again,” she said mocking me from earlier in the club.
Smirking, I nodded and stripped as well.
I slid down in the tub behind her and she released a soft moan.
I couldn’t lie. Being able to experience her like this was bittersweet.
I ain’t want her to regret moving too fast or none of that shit.
Then again, she was speaking sober thoughts with a drunken tongue.
I wanted to believe everything she was saying.
“This feels so good,” she whispered.
I was back to wrapping my arms around her canvas and her melting into mine. The gentle pecks she applied to my arm made me feel like this was something she’d been craving. Surprisingly, a nigga wasn’t on some slimy shit. My dick remained soft as she got comfortable.
“You drank too much Mama. Why you kill that bottle like that?”
“My man was there protecting me. Why wouldn’t I take advantage of the night? You had me, right?” She was drunk as hell but held conversation better than sober muthafuckas.
Kissing her neck, I said, “Always. You gon’ move to Florida so I can do it properly? Let me love on you the right way.”
“What’s for me down here love?”
“Yo’ man and our future kids. This ain’t a want for me beautiful, it’s a need. Do that for me. I won’t ask for anything else,” I lied.
“Damn. I just knew you was going to ask to fuck,” she said sobbing.
“Nah., I don’t ask for pussy. If it’s offered, that’s a different story.”
Sitting up, she turned around and repositioned herself in my lap to where my dick was resting between her folds. She was deliberately waking him up. With her breast against my chest, she circled her arms around my neck.
“I’m offering.”
“I don’t want it. I know what you been through, and you ain’t ready.
Do I want to beat yo’ shit down to the floor?
Hell yeah. But you drunk as fuck and I ain’t ‘bout to do you like that. Sober up Mama and if you still want some dick in the morning, I’ll gladly fuck yo’ ass silly.
Right now, focus on leveling that drunk shit out. I’m good,” I said declining her offer.
I was a man that was attracted to everything ‘bout his woman. However, this wasn’t the time to stamp that shit. I wanted her to understand her decisions and not think another man would take her innocence. If she wanted me to have her, it was gon’ be when she had a clear mind.
“Why you got to be a gentleman right now? Just fuck me already,” she whined.
Chuckling, I said, “No. Now let me wash you up so we can go to bed.”
She fussed some more but she eventually got over it. I was here to give her whatever she wanted, just not tonight.
The bright sunrays hit a nigga face causing me to wake disgruntled. One thing a nigga hated was my sleep being interrupted. I worked hard day and night. The least that bright muthafucka could’ve done was let a nigga get a lil’ rest or something.
Rolling over, I was met by something else bright and bubbly. Heidi was wide awake just staring at me. She was lowkey creeping me the fuck out. I mean, she wasn’t blinking or nothing. Like damn, can I help you?
“Good morning, love,” she spoke lowly. Soft kisses were placed on the side of my chest. She was affectionate without doubt. This was what she needed more than me.
“Good morning beautiful,” I responded placing a kiss on her forehead. “The hell you doing up so early fa?”
Shrugging, she said, “I don’t know, but I haven’t been able to stop being so damn emotional. You really are a good man. I was drunk as fuck last night, and you respected me in ways I didn’t expect. Thank you.”
When people hit you with that bullshit ‘bout them not knowing what the hell went down during their drunk phase, I never believed them. I could drink a muthafucka under the table and still remember my entire night. I was glad to see that she did as well.
“I’m gon’ always show you respect. I know what you been through and taking advantage ain’t never been my M.O. When you ready for a nigga to drill that gushy shit, I will.”
Throwing back the covers, she straddled her naked body across mine. The warmth from her pussy had a nigga up like OG’s son on the third day. I smirked as I rested my hands on her hips.
“Get off me Mama. I was a gentleman last night. I don’t have that same control this morning,” I said warning her.
“I don’t need you to be. I offered it last night and you declined it. We’re sober and I’m offering again. You going to love me the right way or let it pass?” she challenged.
Flipping her over, her tiny frame was swallowed by mine.
Those slim, thick legs wrapped around my waist immediately.
I saw every flaw her body had to give. Heidi’s vitiligo was beautiful and it damned sho made her the rarest beauty in any room she stepped in.
Having her under me said she was accepting her role as Mrs. Atkins without limitations or restrictions.
“Don’t play with me Mama. I’ll slide in this shit right now.”
Reaching down, she placed my thick mushroom head at her opening maintain eye contact. She was giving me permission to take her through there.
Pushing forward, her river was already overflowing.
Her juices were already seeping out providing the right amount of lubrication to glide between her folds with ease.
As soon as a nigga slipped inside that infamous gasp was heard.
I smirked planting my face in her neck. Those same kisses she was giving me earlier were now being returned tenfold along her neck.
Her soft moans were pleasing to my ears like I knew they would be. Her pussy was tight and warm sending a chill down my spine with each stroke. When it came to fuckin’ I was a beast, but baby wasn’t getting fucked. She had a nigga making love to her.
With one arm around her waist, she was slightly lifted off the bed. Holding onto the headboard with the other, I was delivering strokes that brought her into me more and more. She caught my rhythm and matched it underneath. Baby was in sync making the ride a hell of a ride along.
“Fuuuuck,” she whispered as I nibbled on her breasts.
“What you need from me Ma?”
“Just this baby. Shiiiit.”
Unwrapping her legs, I repositioned myself to get a better view of her pussy swallowing my dick. The white cream she released was slowly but surely painting my dick white. I knew then it didn’t take much to make this muthafucka sing to a nigga.
“How you doing Mama? You good?”
“I’m great baby,” she cried out gently.
Throwing her left leg over to her right side, the snugness her box provided had me damn near ready to nut up.
From the glistening coat to the way her walls contracted around my wood, I liked the way my woman felt.
This wasn’t my first time in pussy, but it was my first time in pussy that was strictly mine. This shit felt different.
She was already on her side, so flipping her over completely took lil’ to nothing.
Raising that ass up, she offered a nigga the perfect arch.
I was back in that wet shit like I never left.
The recoil on that ass was crazy work. Bringing my right hand down, I slapped her ass causing her moans to elevate.
“Oouuuu, shit!”
Mhmm.
Her hips were held hostage as I flexed my weight around.
I was having my way in the pussy, and she was still in sync.
It was nothing pipe sliding in and out abusing her cervix repeatedly.
Those slippery walls had a nigga moving like a well-oiled machine.
Heidi was releasing all that backed up cum.
That faucet had an ongoing leakage, and I had no plans on stopping that shit.
Wet, creamy, and sticky. A nigga was in love for real.
Reaching forward, I grabbed a handful of hair pulling her back to me. Her back was to my chest and I’d yet to let up and let her breathe. This shit felt too damn good.
“What’s yo’ name Mama?” She released another round of moans and that wasn’t what I wanted to hear. “Answer me baby,” I said snacking my hand around her throat.
“Mrs… Atkins,” she replied barely getting it out. Ass was smacking against my stomach, as we moved in a rhythm only we could produce.
“You goddamn right it is.”
Shit, we was on a role, I figured I’d ask her to marry me too. “You gon’ marry a nigga?”
“Anything you want love,” she moaned as her walls contracted against my dick for the umpteenth time.
Releasing her, she fell forward but that ass continued to be thrown.
With a hand on each cheek, I spread that shit going so deep in that bitch I hit the base with every stroke.
She gripped the sheets tightly as more of her creamy substance coated my shaft.
I knew what I was doing, and I was quite satisfied with the way her body reacted to mine.
The physical attraction was always there.
Now we was doing things only one could think of.
My balls grew tight as the nut shot to the tip. I ain’t need permission to shoot the club up cause at the end of the day, I was already in this bitch. All I needed her to do was confirm my place of finish.
“Where you want it?” I asked not missing a beat.
“You choose and choose wisely,” she spoke looking back at me.
With that, I let loose right against her cervix not regretting a damned thing. “Fuuuuck!” I shouted. I knew who the fuck my wife was and the mother of my kids. I just needed her to get on board.
Heidi eased forward stretching herself out. I ain’t want to disconnect just yet, so I followed suit laying on top of her making sure my weight was distributed evenly. I wasn’t trying to smush my baby. We both lay there regulating our breathing pattern. Dick was still hard ready for another round.
Finally pulling out, I rolled over onto my back just to witness this girl get back on top and put my dick back inside her. With her hands on my chest, she started to ride at a slow pace. I was trying to give her a lil’ break but it was clear she ain’t want one.
“Like that?” I asked quickly adjusting my body.
“You got somewhere to be?” she countered.
“Hell nah.”
“Then enjoy the ride my love.”