Chapter 23 Chaos
I’ve been a coward. With all the lives that I’ve taken and the niggas I’ve ran down and beat the fuck out of, I never batted an eye. Fear never entered my heart, and courage was something I ate for breakfast.
But when dealing with Charisma, I’m nothing more than a coward.
It’s hard for me to deal with her and tell her how I really feel, knowing that when she learns the whole truth, she might look at me differently.
Knowing that I’m not the same guy she fell in love with fucks with my head.
How can I be okay if there is even a semblance of fear inside of her when it comes to me?
I can never have peace if I look up one day and my woman and my kid are gone, because she couldn’t deal with my shit. At this point, I understand my dad.
It makes sense why it was easier for him to keep his distance.
He didn’t want the ugliness of his world to taint ours.
It wasn’t until I was much older that he pulled me closer to him so that I could understand him and protect my women from the same harsh reality he had seen.
I don’t want that life for Charisma and CJ.
I want her to love me, trust me, and respect me, but she can’t do that unless she knows me.
I’ve been at the clubhouse all day, but I’m heading home to apologize to her.
My feelings for Charisma are stronger than they’ve ever been, and that shit scares me because it makes me feel I’m losing control.
Loving her will leave me vulnerable and place a target on her back, and I can’t afford that, not for her or CJ.
When I get inside, I find her upstairs on the bed with the TV and lights off, and her back is to me.
“Charisma, about earlier. I just wanted to apologize for all the shit.”
“Leave me the fuck alone, Chaos.”
My jaw clenches, and she’s pissing me off again already. “Listen, Charisma, I know that I pissed you off, but you ain’t gon’ be talking to me like that.”
“Oh, yeah? Why not?” she asks sarcastically with her back still to me. “I’m not shit to you, and you’re not shit to me, so you shouldn’t worry about—”
I can’t take this shit no more. I reach out and snatch her li’l ass off the bed by the back of her shorts.
“Chaos!” She yelps in stunned surprise and tries to push me away.
I back her up against the wall.
“Didn’t I tell you that you not gon’ be talking to me like that?” I demand through clenched teeth as I fist the neckline of her tank top. I’m so deep in her face that I see the gold threads woven through her russet-brown eyes.
“I don’t give a shit. You’re not my daddy or my man. I have a man, and he’s so much better to me than you could ever be.”
I grab her around the neck and force her head back before I mush my lips against hers and bite her lip.
She opens her mouth to me, and I devour her mouth and tongue as though they’re the only things keeping me alive.
It’s the only way that I can stop that fly ass mouth of hers from saying dumb shit that pisses me off.
I drag the hand that I’m holding her tank top with over her breasts and underneath her tank top.
Charisma moans as I pinch her nipples and twist them.
A little shriek slips from her mouth, but I continue twirling her swollen nipples and controlling her with a passionate kiss.
I drag my fingers away from her nipples, down her belly, and into her shorts.
She arches her back and spreads her legs, allowing me to swipe my fingers between her flesh.
“Does your man ever make you feel the way that I do?” I ask with my lips still pressed against hers.
She moans and then cries as tears fall from her eyes. “I hate you! You know that? I fucking hate you!”
“No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do!”
“Tell me you hate the way this feels,” I demand, plunging my fingers inside of her.
Her hips rocket upward, and she squeezes her pussy around me.
“Just let me go back to him.”
“Is he gon’ beat this pussy up the way that I do? Huh? He gon’ work that tongue through your pussy and ass like me? He gon’ have those pretty eyes shedding tears ’cause the dick so good you can’t leave it alone? Huh?”
“Fuck you, Chaos!”
“I’m trying to let you, ma. You ain’t acting right.”
“I hate you so much that I wish you’d never walked back into my life,” she lies with a moan as she lifts a leg and locks it around mine.
Her hips gyrate as she uses her pussy muscles to suck my fingers deeper inside.
I rub my thumb over her clit and feel the immediate satisfaction of her pussy throbbing around my fingers.
“You can hate me all you want, but nobody’s ever gonna please this pussy the way that I do. Nobody’s gonna have ya li’l ass crying over the dick the way I do. Ain’t nobody gonna eat this ass the way I do.”
I spin her around, pull her shorts and panties down, and I go to work eating that ass. Her ass is jiggling and pussy dribbling as she cries out repeatedly, begging me not to stop, until she cums. When she finishes, I pull my dick free from my sweatpants and take her from behind.
“Damn it, Chaos!” She screams when I wrap her hair around my hand and jerk her head back.
“Oh God, this pussy is so wet and fat.” I groan.
Charisma works her hips hard, taking me deeper into her. The sound of our flesh slapping against each other drowns out the sound of the AC unit. My fingers pinch the flesh at her hips, and she drops her head forward.
I snatch her head back one more time. “That feel good, ma?” I stroke her deep and slow as I grab the back of her neck and squeeze.
“No! I hate you, Chaos. Ohh, shit, that dick is hard. Go deeper, please. Mmmm, just like that.”
I smirk and smack her ass. “Li’l ass always talking shit. I should make you get on your knees and beg for this dick. Lucky, all I want is to bust a nut in this hot pussy right now. Otherwise, you’d be sucking down our future babies.”
“Aww, damn, Chaos. Hit it harder, baby. Harder. Yes! Yes! Yesss!” She shrieks.
I fuck her hard and raw, showing her no mercy, until she’s crying and creaming all around me.
She falls forward, and I pull out of her. “Did you cum?” she asks.
“Hell, nah. That pussy ain’t enough for me; I want that ass.”
Charisma freezes and looks at me over her shoulder. “No, Chaos. It’s been too long since we’ve done that, and my body can’t take it.”
“Man, shut the fuck up,” I order, walking to the nightstand and grabbing a bottle of unopened lube.
“What bitch did you have that waiting for?” she asks with her hands on her hips.
“The one I was fucking while you were playing footsies with ya man.”
“Fuck you.”
“Don’t worry. It’s about to go down,” I reply, walking back to where I left her and pushing her forward. I pull her ass cheeks apart and pour some lube inside of them.
I rub her ass cheeks together as she proclaims, “I hate you.”
I slide my finger in and out of her ass as she mutters, “Ooh. That feels so good. Right there. Mmmm.”
“You can hate me all you want, but I know this ass and pussy loves my dick.”
I take my time as I gently work my way into her back entrance. It takes a few minutes before she finally surrenders and pushes back, giving me what I want.
“Ohh, Charisma.” I groan at the tight fit of her ass wrapped around my dick and cloaking it like it will never let go. She’s hot back here and a tight fit; I love this shit.
I pick up the speed of which I’m pumping into her, and she tosses her ass back, moaning how much she loves it as we go. She reaches behind herself and spreads her ass cheeks wider for several seconds before she moves them to play with her pussy and her clit.
“That’s it, pretty girl. I love that shit. If you could only see how this hole is filled with my mans. This shit is plumb flush against you.” I rock deeper into her and groan because I feel that I’m about to cum.
“Ooh, I’m about to cum, Chaos.”
“Don’t hold back, baby.”
She releases and screams as she cums on her fingers, but then she pushes me out.
“What the fuck?”
“You’re not cumming inside of my ass.”
“The fuck?”
“Mm-mm.” She pushes me down on the bed and reaches inside of my nightstand and grab a pair of handcuffs, the same ones that I used on her.
“What the fuck you doing, Charisma?”
“Having fun and taking it to another level.”
She snatches my wrists and cuffs them to the bed as she pulls my sweats down further.
“I don’t want you to touch me for this next segment.”
She climbs up my face and lowers her pussy over my lips. I clean off the residue of her nut, and she moans and works those thick generous hips and tightens and releases her thick thighs around my face.
I can tell that she’s having the time of her life as she rolls her tits in one direction and then the other, tossing her head back. Her eyes roll back, and she whimpers and moans before she reaches down and rubs her clitoris.
I use my tongue as a powerful conductor, trailing it over her lips, her clit, and then shoving it deep inside of her flesh until she cums. My movements may be limited by the cuffs and her sitting on me, but my skills are at their peak.
She climbs off and heads to the bathroom.
“Where are you going?”
“I’ll be right back. Just gotta get you cleaned up.”
When she returns, she washes me and then tosses the washcloth to the floor as she climbs on my dick.
“For your li’l ass to hate me so much, you’re loving this dick tonight.”
“No, I’m not. Just getting my practice in,” she states, sliding down my dick.
“Gahdamn, girl, this pussy feels sooo good. What practice?”
“I’m practicing for what’s about to happen next,” she whispers, leaning forward to kiss my lips and then my ear.
“What’s that?”
She licks the shell of my ear before she answers me with her lips pressed directly against my ear.
“Fucking Senator Benjamin Starling and seeing what he has to offer me. Yeah, I’m about to leave here, find the good senator, and make up with him by giving him all this wet, juicy pussy he’s been waiting on just like you’ve been dicking them hos at the club.
So, yeah, you don’t have to worry about me.
I’m good on whatever you have to offer.”
“You got me fucked up. Don’t get your ass killed, ma. I’ll put a bullet in that senator so quick nobody will see it coming. Little dot in the middle of his forehead. I can make it look just like a pimple.”
She stops riding my dick for just a few seconds. Then she starts up again.
“Yep, I’m going to fuck the senator just like this.” She winds her hips tight and rocks her pussy hard back and forth on my dick.
“And you’ll be thinking of me the entire time,” I reply, thrusting harder up into her.
“How do you know I’m not thinking of him now?”
My thrusts become harder and deeper because she’s really fucking with my head now.
“Let me the fuck go!” I demand.
“No.”
“I’m not playing with ya ass, Charisma. If I have to get out these bitches by myself, and I will, you’re gonna regret it. I promise your ass and his both will pay.”
“It doesn’t feel so good when the shoe is on the other foot, does it?”
“That nigga’s just using your ass.”
“Whatever, Chaos. I haven’t given that man a reason to use me. If anything, he does for me.”
“You know why? Because he’s trying to get back at me.” I thrust hard up into her.
“Fuck you. Why would he do that? He can’t get back at you by using me. He doesn’t even know you. You’re so damn self-important.” She rocks forward, plants her hands on my chest, and twerks on my dick.
“He knows me. Trust me, baby. He knew me long before he knew you.”
Her facial expression drops, and she looks terrified. The rocking of her ass slows down and comes to a complete standstill when I tell her what I should have already told her.
“The job that I fucked up was the assassination of the senator’s wife.
It was supposed to be his mistress, which was her twin sister.
Nobody told me that she had a twin, so when I put that bullet in her head, I thought I was looking at the right person.
Somehow, your li’l boyfriend learned that it was me who killed her. ”
“You’re lying,” she replies woodenly, shaking her head with terror drawn in her eyes.
“Ask him.” My voice is cold and ruthless, but at this moment, I’m beyond caring, and I no longer want to hide the truth from her. She needs to know everything.
“You’re lying!” She shouts, grabbing me around the neck and trying to choke me.
I level my gaze on her, steel my shoulders, and tilt my head back, giving her complete access to me. For some reason, this shit turns me on more. My dick is getting harder, stretching her, and making a comfortable fit inside of her walls.
“You’re lying!” She shouts again, and I only thrust up harder.
My movements grow more furious until she stops choking me and plants her hands on my chest. She rides the hell out of my dick until she cums all down my shaft, and I explode inside of her.
Crazy as that shit is, it feels so good too.
I guess there really is a thin line between love and hate, because Charisma and I just walked a very thin line between some crazy, toxic shit.
“Come back here, Charisma, and take these handcuffs off me,” I demand when she climbs off and walks toward the door.
“No.”
“Fine. You won’t be talking to CJ tonight, and God only knows when I’ll let you see him again.”
I’ve got a lock on my phone, and she can’t reach Chrishanna or anyone else. My keys are locked in the lockbox, and she doesn’t know the code to get out of the apartment. The only thing she can do is sit here and let me grow angrier by the minute, and that won’t be good for her at all.
She turns around, and with very heavy footsteps, she walks back to me and releases me.
“Fuck you, Chaos.”
“Yeah, that was some pretty intense fucking, wasn’t it, sweetheart?” I ask, kissing her forehead and striding to the bathroom to shower.