15. Khalil
Since Nana mentioned she’d heard the few chicks I’d smashed, I knew I couldn’t let her hear Piper and taint the image she had of her.
I wanted Piper to walk around completely naked. I wanted to see her killer-ass body on full display. I didn’t have any games or practices this weekend, and Piper had no plans; it was the perfect time for some quality time.
Aside from that, I wanted to spend some time away with her without any interruptions.
Interruptions meaning Nia’s ass.
She had been on bullshit since she saw Piper and me in the restaurant, sending threatening messages about fighting Piper, which I ignored because I knew she was spiraling.
She’d just recently calmed down and sent me photos of prescriptions and information on a therapist she had been seeing for two weeks.
It didn’t matter what she sent me. If I didn’t see the change, there was no way I’d allow her around our daughter alone.
“Can I ask where we’re going?” Piper asked after we’d been on the road for over forty minutes.
I looked over at her and smirked. “You can. Will I answer, is the bigger question.”
“Will you answer then?”
“Maybe.” She sucked her teeth, and I laughed. “What’s the point of the surprise if I tell you?”
“I guess you’re right. I’m a little curious, so that makes me a little excited.”
“Oh shit. Is my baby getting excited? I’m touched.”
She mushed me, and we laughed. I noticed that she never got excited when I’d buy her things or take her places. She’d smile, thank me, and show her appreciation, but actually being excited about something was new to her.
“Anyway. How’s my PGK doing?”
“PGK?”
She smiled. “Pretty Girl Kiyanne.”
Something in my chest expanded. “She’s good. I just checked on her. Nana was putting her down for the night.”
“And how’s she?”
“Still Nana, of course. Open the glove compartment for me,” I told her.
She opened it. “What am I looking for?”
“Grab that eye mask and put it on for me.”
“Oh, goodness. What are you up to?”
“Just put it on.”
She took the blindfold out and slid it over her eyes. I smiled and took her hand, planting a kiss on the back of it. We rode for another ten minutes until I pulled up to the Four Seasons, next to the all-white BMW.
“Hold on, baby.” I hurried and got out, going around to her side and helping her out. I closed the door and stood in front of her, then pushed my tongue inside her mouth. I could tell she was caught off guard, but immediately caught on, feeding me her tongue back.
Piper had no clue how gone I was over her, and it had only been a little over a month. Her vibe, her energy, and overall makeup had me wanting to take that trip back home with her to meet the woman who made such an amazing person.
I had fallen in love with her.
I pulled away, walked behind her, and lifted the blindfold.
“Surprise.”
She stilled for a moment before her head whipped around, looking back at me like I was trying to rob her.
“Surprise? What is the surprise?”
“Do you not see this car sitting here with the pink bow on it?”
“I do, . . . but . . . I know you aren’t saying this is my surprise?”
“It is. One of them.”
She stepped out of my space and shook her head profusely. “No, Khalil. I can’t accept this. I won’t.”
“You can, and you will.”
“Why would you do this? This car is way too expensive!”
“What does the cost matter, Mi Amor? I bought it for you so you can get around and as an early birthday gift.”
“My birthday isn’t until November.”
“Hence me saying early. Don’t refuse me, Pipe. Can you just be happy and show me some love?”
“I—You shouldn’t be spending so much money on—”
I smirked and shook my head as I stopped her from talking.
“Don’t tell me what to do with my money.
If I could buy you a boat next week, I’d do just that.
” I took her hands into mine. “I love you, and I want to see those cute-ass dimples every time you smile. I want to see those big, pretty eyes light up when I do something special for you. I don’t know what you did to me, but I’m in this shit, and I don’t want to get out. I just want to make you happy.”
“A dog would have made me happy.”
I chuckled. “Since you can’t have pets in the dorm, that would have been a waste of money.”
“You are something else, Mr. Grey. What would Nana or your mom think about you spending so much money on me?”
I dropped my head, then looked her in the eyes. “They can’t tell me what to do either, baby. I’m a grown man and want to do something nice for my girl. You told me you had to give up your whip to eliminate a bill to help your moms, so I wanted to get you back right. You deserve it.”
She sighed heavily before turning and staring at the car. When her lips curved into a smile, I knew she was finally embracing the gift.
“You are too much, Khalil, but I guess I don’t expect anything less from you.”
I smiled. “So you like it?”
“I love it.”
I swooped her up, throwing my tongue in her mouth while she wrapped those thick thighs around me. After a minute, I set her on her feet, snatched the bow off the car, grabbed our bags, then took her hand, and led her toward the hotel.
“I’m so confused right now, but I’m going to let you do whatever it is you’re doing,” Piper said, looking up at the hotel. I smirked and shook my head. This was why I wanted to surprise her—because she loved to protest anything I did for her besides fucking her or eating her pussy.
Once we made it inside, I checked in and went up to the penthouse suite. When the elevator opened, I lifted Piper and slung her over my shoulder.
“Ah! Khalil!” she screeched and laughed lightly. I walked the short distance to the double doors, opened them, and then placed her on her feet.
“Wait right here. I’ll be right back.” I put our bags inside the closet, dimmed the lights a little lower, and searched for a song.
“Sweet Lady” by Tyrese crooned through the Bluetooth before I walked back over to her, took her hand in mine, and guided her further into the room.
As I walked back behind her, my palms slid up her thighs, hips, and arms. I kissed her neck then took the blindfold off.
When her eyes adjusted, she gasped, eyes perusing the living room area where there were rose petals, champagne on ice, strawberries with chocolate and whipped cream, and a massage table with all the oils.
Imitation tealight candles were placed strategically throughout the room for safety purposes, but they still did their job in creating the setting I needed.
“Khalil, . . . this is beautiful.”
“It’s a’ight. I like this view better,” I told her, my eyes scanning her frame.
Those dimples deepened as she looked up at me. “You did all this for me?”
I chuckled. “Nah, I actually did it for my other girlfriend.”
“Don’t play with me,” she scolded, eyes turning to slits.
“Baby, who else would I do it for?”
“I know, but why couldn’t we do this at your house? We didn’t have to get a hotel.”
I leaned in, kissing along her jawline before sliding my tongue over her ear and whispering, “Because you can get as loud as you want without prying ears to hear you.” I could feel her body shudder slightly as her eyes closed.
She then turned to me, pulling me to her lips as she kissed me.
I could tell in her kiss that she was turned on, but I wanted us to shower first before I took her down.
I pulled away, looking into those big, brown eyes, and pecked her lips once more.
“Come on. Let’s shower first.” I led her to the bathroom, and we undressed. We made haste, cleaning ourselves before wrapping ourselves in towels. I led her out of the bathroom and over to the massage table.
“Drop that towel, shorty, and climb up.”
She smiled and did as she was told. I had to readjust my dick to keep him calm. Piper’s body was sick, and I swear, if another nigga even thought about touching her, I’d be spending a life sentence in prison.
Once she settled, I grabbed the eucalyptus oil and spread it across her back, then massaged it into her soft skin.
“Mmm, that feels so good, babe,” she moaned.
I needed a distraction because her big, round ass had my mouth watering. “That’s the goal. Tell me about you and Sabrina’s beef.”
“First, I want you to know that she’s beefing with herself. I have never been mean to her or treated her badly in any way. But the reason she’s trying to bully me is that she doesn’t want me to reveal that her mother used to be a prostitute and used to sell Sabrina to the highest bidder.”
My eyebrows rose in shock. I would have never thought that of Sabrina. I mean, I knew she was promiscuous as fuck, but a baby prostitute wasn’t a thought at all. That explained a lot.
I chuckled a bit. “Quit lying on that girl, bae.”
She laughed. “I would never. Before her mom met her husband, a millionaire philanthropist and her mother’s top customer, she was a lady of the night. Once her dad passed, her mom cashed out the insurance money and ran off with the millionaire.”
“Why does she want you to beat her ass, though?”
She giggled again. “As I said, I know the secrets that will make her bougie demeanor look just like what it is—fake. If their past gets out, it’ll taint their image and destroy their reputation since Micah Sims is a high-profile man, and I’m sure he wouldn’t want people to know he’d been paying for it and married his whore. ”
“That makes sense. But for somebody who don’t want to be exposed, she sure as fuck ain’t acting like it.”
“That’s what I said.”
“Yeah, but enough about her. I want you to relax and let me take care of you.”
She lifted her head and turned over slowly, lifting her upper body and looking at me while I glared at her pretty-ass titties.
I licked my lips. “What you doing?”
“You’re doing all of this stuff for me, but I feel like I haven’t done much for you.”
“I don’t need—”
“Shhh. I know you don’t, but I want you to relax.
Let me take care of you.” She slid off the table, then gestured for me to take her place.
I smirked and did as I was told, feeling her soft, dainty palms rubbing massage oil on my back.
Chris Brown’s “Take You Down” queued while every muscle in my body began to relax except my dick.
After five minutes of my growing erection making me uncomfortable, I turned over.
“That shit was uncomfortable, baby.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
I smiled. “It ain’t the massage that was the problem.” Her eyes followed mine as she smirked.
“Let me take care of that for you then.” She tugged at the towel, and it fell open. When I saw her head lowering, I stopped her.
“I can’t eat with you standing up. Come sit right here,” I told her, pointing to my face.
She obliged, climbing up onto the table and lowering that fat peach over my face.
I didn’t wait or hesitate before I dove in, sucking her pussy like it was my last meal.
The moan that escaped her prompted her to grab my dick and deep throat me.
My eyes closed as I became completely obsessed with the way her mouth worked me over and the taste of her sweet pussy in my mouth.
“Khaliiil,” she groaned as her hips rocked against my face. That only made me devour her.
It didn’t take long for both of us to climax before I scooped her up from the table and took her to the bedroom, where I proceeded to fuck her nice and slow.
I didn’t care that I was being reckless again and not using protection.
The way Piper made me feel, I knew I was already too far gone in our relationship to care about slipping up. Piper was mine.
And I refused to let her go.
After going two rounds, I sat up against the headboard with Piper’s head in my lap. We were feeding each other the strawberries and sipping champagne while listening to nineties R she gets jumped and rolled on by the cops, and that nigga walks away like he didn’t even know her, letting her catch the charge. He was straight-up dirty for that.”
“I mean, shorty knew what she was getting herself into. I agree, if homie was a real nigga, he wouldn’t have let her go out like that.”
“Right. She was too childish for Midnight, though. With his dark, chocolate, sexy ass.” She bit her bottom lip and kicked her feet a little. I pinched her side as she laughed and climbed into my lap. She tried to kiss me, and I pushed her head back.
“Nah, go be with that nigga Moonlight.”
“Oh my God! Please stop.” We both laughed, and I pulled her to me, feeding her my tongue. We kissed for a minute before she pulled away and nuzzled her nose against mine.
“Thank you for everything,” she whispered against my lips.
“Anything for you, baby.”
“I don’t know what I did to deserve all of this, but I promise I’ll try to stop protesting the things you do for me.”
“I hope so because, in case you didn’t know, I’m not going to stop. You deserve it all. And because I know you’re not here for what I have and who I am, it just makes me want to keep on spoiling you. I love you.”
She smiled and pecked my lips. “I love you too.”
Those four words made my chest expand and confirmed our solidarity. I flipped her on her back and proceeded to make love to her for the rest of the night.