Chapter 16
I had a whole damn meal cooked and ready for Law when he knocked on the door.
Summer was fucking up big time, so I slithered my fine ass right on in and got Law’s full attention.
For the past two days we been talking on the phone and just trying to get to know each other.
He made it clear that he wasn’t fucking with me on no girlfriend type shit, and I was completely fine with that. I didn’t want a nigga anyway.
With his plate in one hand and his drink in the other, I walked it into my dining area that was set up with candles and soft music.
When you a nigga side, you got to do shit that his bitch ain’t doing.
Especially when the dick good. Right now, he was single but I’m sure with the love he had for Summer, he’ll be running back as soon as she started crying.
I was cool with that though. He belonged to her, not me.
“Did you put any type of voodoo shit in here? I don’t want to be around this bitch sick.”
“Nigga, I’m not that type. I don’t want nobody clinging on me. I like my space.”
Curry chicken, rice, macaroni and cheese, and cabbage were on his plate.
To wash it all down was a cold ass beer that I noticed he liked.
Once he started eating, I went and got my plate and sat down to eat with him.
I admired Law as he ate and took in all his features.
The nigga was fine, and I was just glad that he was willing to give a bitch some time.
“Why you staring at a nigga like that? Do I need to stop eating?”
“I’m just looking. You not used to a woman admiring a work of art? You fine as fuck and I’m not ashamed to say it.”
His face turned a little red, but the alpha male in him turned back on quickly.
“Fine niggas get the dick suck while they enjoy dinner. How you going to handle that Miss All I Want Is The Dick.”
I smiled at his pettiness but what he didn’t know was I didn’t mind doing exactly what he asked of me.
Cleaning my mouth with my cloth napkin, I crawled right under the table to handle my business.
With a few pulls of his string on his Gucci shorts, they were loose enough for me to get his dick out and into my mouth.
Knowing that Summer was off living her life with my damn brother meant that Law hadn’t had any sex in a while, so I locked them jaws and took his soul in less than ten minutes. When I came from under the table, he was breathing hard and gripping the side of the table.
Law threw everything off the table and pushed me down on it, face down ass up as he reached in his pocket and pulled a condom out.
I was so excited that this time he was going to finish the drill.
All I could think about since that night in my club is how he fill up all the space in between my legs.
With the condom rolled on and his hand in the arch of my back, Law wasted no time entering my tunnel.
As he got familiar with my body, I thought about all the bullshit I was about to put up with just to get a piece of this every now and then.
At my age, you’re either married or someone’s side chick.
For this dick, I’ll stay Law’s side chick.
After a quick session in my dining room, we went to the den, the shower and finished up in my bed.
Once everything was over we both were exhausted but that didn’t stop Law from putting his shit back on and taking his ass home.
I knew what our agreement was and I wasn’t bothered.
We both got what we needed and I was fine with that.
After I heard his car pull off, I got out my bed and went and cleaned up our mess.
Locked my house and took me a glass of wine to bed.
Baby, I had never been so satisfied in my life.
The sleep I was about to catch, until my phone started ringing.
Law didn’t take me as the clingy type and the only reason my phone could be ringing this time of night is because he wanted to come back.
“Hello,” I said in a sing song voice.
“Pinkie, I need a favor.” My eyes instantly went to the back of my head.
“Trey, do you know what damn time it is?”
“Yes I do and that why I called you instead of my mama.”
“What is it?”
“I need you to get me out of jail. My baby mama and I were fighting again.”
This was nothing normal. Since he started fucking with Lana duck ass his life ain’t been shit. If I could be honest, his ass should’ve never left Summer.
“How much is it?”
“My bond five thousand but I only need five hundred. Thing is, I’m in Atlanta.”
“What the hell you doing there.”
“Long story. Could you please hurry. I got forty-eight hours before they put me in population.”
“I’ght Trey,” I said before hanging up.