Chapter 2
Trust Thompson
“Xara! Xara!” I was calling out for my baby mama. She blew me up while I was out with Yani about our daughter Truce. What I couldn’t get over was why the hell I needed to be here. She was a damn good mother and knew how to care for baby girl.
“Up here!” she shouted back.
I followed her voice and found her spread-eagled across the bed. She was playing in her pussy and although it was a sight to see, I wasn’t here for all that.
“Is this what the fuck you blew my shit down for? You made it seem like something was wrong with my baby.”
“It is. I need some dick.”
“Damn it Xara. It’s Yani’s birthday and you know that. I told you I was going to be out with her tonight.”
She stopped playing and sat up on her elbows. “And? You come running any other time I call, why put her ahead now?”
Xara had gotten comfortable and that was my fault.
I allowed her to think she meant more to me than my woman and that wasn’t the case.
Yani had been by my side since I could remember and for that she would always wear the crown in my life.
She held more value than anybody surrounding me besides my kids.
“Xara, I just told you the deal earlier. Yani is my woman and she not going nowhere. You want a family with me, and you got it, but don’t think I’m putting what we got going on first. Yani and Brendon is my whole fuckin’ world.”
That upset her to the point where she had gotten up off the bed and was approaching me ready to tear me a new one. There was no doubt in my mind that what I just said to her hurt her or even broke her. That was never my intention, but she knew what it was when we started this.
“You really going to come up in here with that after you just told me a few weeks ago that your relationship with her was on its last leg. What is me and Truce to you Trust? ’Cause if I’m not mistaken, it was you that begged me to have her, not the other way around.
” Her finger was in my face, and she wasn’t giving me any other choice but to listen.
She was right. Yani and I had been trying for another child to no avail.
I thought it was me for a minute but my slip ups with Xara made me realize it was her instead.
Truce was the first baby I allowed her to carry.
Xara had gotten pregnant for me a couple times but losing Yani behind it scared me, so I made her get rid of them.
I wasn’t shit for going about it the way I did but my family was on the line.
“I gave you my time all day today. Hell, I didn’t get home until right before it was time to go out for dinner. I dropped the ball last year and was there for you welcoming our daughter into this world. You could’ve given me tonight with her, Xara.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t want to.”
Her response pissed me off. She was becoming selfish, and I couldn’t rock with that. “Let me go check on my baby and then I’m out.”
“You really going to leave me?”
She stepped back and gave me a better view of her naked body. Xara had a coke bottle shape and everything on her sat up perfectly. Her having Truce didn’t do a thing but make her juicier than what she already was. I had a thing for thick women and Truce gave her that extra meat I couldn’t resist.
My bottom lip was pulled in and penetrated by my teeth. I loved looking at Xara. She was the only woman that got me to cheat on Yani with ease. All it took was for her to wrap her lips around my dick to have me fully invested. It was only after I got the pussy that I started moving recklessly.
I stood there contemplating just what I would do, and she made the decision for me. In the blink of an eye, she was on her knees with my dick in her mouth. She moved so swiftly that I had no time to register what was happening.
So wet and so warm. Her throat was almost my second home. I loved how she preferred to swallow my kids instead of me spraying her walls down. She didn’t have a gag reflex either, so I was able to punish her throat and not feel the slightest remorse behind it.
My manhood was slurped on and given that gawk-gawk 3000 that us men loved.
She knew how to jack my shit while swallowing me, making sure not to miss a beat.
I enjoyed the way she sucked on my balls and allowed her tongue to swipe across my gooch.
That alone always brought me to my knees.
I couldn’t handle her tongue, but I would be a fool to reject it.
When I finally looked down and made eye contact, she had tears running down her face and foam coating the side of her mouth.
I loved to see the results of her handy work.
I bit my lip once more and shot my load down her throat.
My hands gripped her hair for balance as I did so.
Once I was done, I headed for the bathroom to clean up.
“What are you doing, Trust?”
“Wiping you off so I can head back to my woman. I appreciate you taking care of that first nut for me.”
“You bi—”
My head instantly shot in her direction making her stop her insult instantly. I didn’t give a fuck what she said as long as she wasn’t showing disrespect calling me out my name. I tolerated a lot but that wasn’t one of them. I never degraded her in that manner.
“Oh okay.”
“Trust you really ain’t shit. Until you make me and Truce your first priority, don’t come back over here. We’re good without you.”
“You got me fucked up, Xara. See, what’s about to happen, is I’m going to kiss my baby goodnight, go to my woman, take her home, fuck her, and do whatever the fuck else I can think of, and then when I call you in the morning to talk to my baby, you going to answer. Am I clear?”
“Nigga, I am not your slave. I don’t have to do a damn thing.”
“Try me and see what happens.”
I was naturally a soft man and preferred to love my baby mama’s instead of arguing and fussing with them. Xara made it hard for me to do that at times. She was in her feelings, and I understood why. I gave her treatment that should’ve been reserved for Yani, but it was what it was.
“I’m tired of coming second to your precious Yani, Trust. When is it going to be my turn?”
She stood there crying and that tugged at my heart.
Regardless of what she believed; Xara held a soft spot in my shit as well.
She meant a lot to a nigga, and I was thankful for her in a lot of ways.
Before she got so attached, she helped me through some rough shit that I was too embarrassed to bring to Yani.
I wanted to make her happy in the same sense I made Yani. It was just hard to be in two places at one time. Splitting my time up between the two was becoming tiresome.
After cleaning and fixing myself up, I placed a kiss on Xara’s lips that was passionate enough to seal what I was about to say. She wasn’t going to like it, but I owed Yani way more respect than what the hell I was giving her lately.
“I love you, Xara. You and Truce are special to me and don’t forget that. Just give a nigga some time to sort this shit out. I gave you and my baby girl most of my day. I will give Yani my night. I’ll come by in the morning before I head to the dispensary.”
She nodded and accepted the lie I told her. I didn’t need time to sort a damn thing out because Yani was and always would be number one, but I needed to keep Xara at bay. She could cause a lot of confusion between me and my lady.
I stepped around her and went to kiss Truce goodnight. Afterward, I was back out the door and headed to my wife. Canary was right outside of Oklahoma City so it would take me more than twenty minutes to get to Yani. In fact, it would be damn near an hour. However, I was going to make that drive.
My old school R&B jams blasted the whole way there.
I grew up with a mother that knew nothing but the smooth tunes.
Phyliss made it her business to wake me up every Saturday morning with them playing.
Many said I had an old soul, but it was truly because she wouldn’t let me go a day without hearing something from her prime days.
I had to call her and let her know how her son had got caught up in another situation.
She hated that I messed around on Yani. Since Oklahoma was a state that recognized common law, Yani was my wife, and she adored her ass.
In her eyes, I hurt the one woman who had my back completely.
She was going to give me an earful after I told her about tonight’s events.
I was pulling into Sensation’s lot a little after eleven.
The line it held was out of pocket. I heard Calina say it was a new club but apparently, they had something that the other strip clubs didn’t.
I suddenly got anxious to see what was inside.
I parked and found my way to the door shortly after.
“Nigga to the back of the line and wait like everybody else.” The bouncer didn’t give me time to say a word.
“Nah, my wife got a section. Her name is Yani.”
He checked his list, then said, “Like I said, get to the back of the line.”
“Yo’ big ass is bugging. If it ain’t under her name, then it’s under her friends. Check for Calina.” He gave me a look that said ‘nigga you lucky’ then moved to the side so I could enter. “Clown ass nigga.”
I stepped inside and smiled before I could get a full view of the club.
Whoever was the owner, outdid themselves.
The shit looked like some shit you would see in the movies or something.
It had a classy vibe with a sprinkle of hood to it.
I was feeling it. I quickly spotted the bar and went to get some assistance.
Pushing through the crowd, I approached the bartender. I had to take a minute to take in her beauty. She carried a certain uniqueness about herself. She looked to be exotic in every sense of the word.
“How can I help you love?”
“First off, you’re gorgeous. Second, I just need help with getting to my wife. I know she has a section but I’m not sure which one.”
“I appreciate it and what’s her name?”
“Yani but it’s under her homegirl Calina.”
She took a second to scroll through a tablet before she said anything further. “Take the set of stairs to your right and it’s the second section. Do you need anything before heading up?”
I shook my head no and thanked her for assisting me. I followed her directions and carried myself up the stairs where I could practically hear Yani and her girls cutting up.
I lowkey felt some type of way about that.
I knew I had to dip out but for her to be enjoying herself without me lowkey made me feel like she didn’t give a damn about me.
Usually, she would cancel all plans if I couldn’t attend but to see that she still went out and didn’t bother to hit my line at all had me feeling like she could really be happy without me. That shit hurt.
Walking up to the section, I saw a big smile on her face. She wasn’t thinking about my ass one bit. Truthfully speaking, I didn’t know what to do from there. She deserved peace on her birthday, and I wasn’t trying to cause any more chaos than what I already did.
Dawn noticed me first and rolled her eyes.
That was expected from her. She didn’t care for me at all but tolerated me because of her friendship with Yani.
At one point in time, we used to have a brother, sister relationship but the minute she found out about my cheating ways, she switched up the way she fucked with me. I couldn’t fault her for it.
She tapped Yani getting her attention, then pointed in my direction. Yani stood and excused herself from everyone in attendance.
“Baby, what are you doing here? I thought Xara needed you.”
“I got Truce together and came to finish celebrating with you. I owed you this.” I dared not to mention the stunt Xara pulled.
“Aww baby. You do love me. Well, since you’re here, I can get fucked up for real. Sit and help me pay these bitches rent.”
She was happy and that comforted me. I planned on showing her that she had precedence over everybody in my life once again. I fumbled the ball when it came to us, but I wanted to show her I wasn’t ready for us to end just yet.