Chapter 17 #2
It seemed like that’s all his ass had been doing lately, and I was getting tired of hearing that shit.
As laid back as I was when it came to gun play, every conversation with him sounded like he wanted me to bend over for the next nigga, and that shit wasn’t going to happen.
While he talked, I felt Essence up, inching my hand into the front of her night shorts.
She leaned against me, sucking in a deep breath as I slipped my fingers through her slit.
“That nigga is demanding an apology and the funds his son lost!” My brows knit hearing that bullshit, and I let up off Essence’s clit, causing her eyes to open with a frown before she placed her hand over mine.
I was grateful as fuck when I heard my OG in the background, and he put his attention on her, giving my eardrum a damn break and allowing me to continue my assault.
Whatever they were talking about had his tone softening immediately, and I chuckled.
Gisselle Baptiste had that nigga wrapped around her finger, and it showed.
“Baby, I’m on the phone with Vega. “Can this wait?”
“Oooh, let me talk to my baby. I’ve been meaning to call him,” she gushed.
Rustling could be heard as the phone switched hands.
“Valentino, did you forget about the charity event coming up? You, Quincy, and Santana are supposed to be three of the bachelors up for auction, and I haven’t heard from any of you.
” The lilt in her voice let me know I didn’t have a choice.
I groaned lowly, dick immediately softening as I pulled my hand away, pissing Essence off.
As a kept wife, my mama didn’t have much to do besides involve herself in multiple charities and groups that rarely required her family’s participation, but when they did, she made sure we were there.
It had been months since I’d had to dress up for one of her events, and with the recent shit going on, I figured it’d be another few months before I had to again.
“My bad, Ma. It honestly slipped my mind. When was this again?” The mention of my mama had Essence perking up from her previous attitude and meeting my eyes in the mirror.
“June twenty-fifth, Valentino! And I don’t want you bringing just any old heffa in there either.
I already took the initiative of getting you all dates who are respectable young ladies,” she said nonchalantly, and I was already shaking my head.
Any women she was trying to set us up with were no doubt children of her boujie committee friends, and I wanted no parts.
With my eyes still on Essence, a smirk hit my lips as I got an idea.
“We already got dates, Ma. Don’t even worry about it.” My grin widened at the look on Essence’s face.
If she attended the charity, it would be killing two birds with one stone.
Not only would she get to meet my family, but they wouldn’t be able to grill her like normal considering the event.
My OG would be running around so much she wouldn’t have time to chat with her too much and neither would my pops, since he’d be somewhere talking to the other husbands who didn’t want to be there.
It was perfect, and I knew Sosa would agree to bring Bliss, so that only left Quick’s goofy ass out.
I’d heard that he had been messing around with Norielle, but I knew he wasn’t stupid enough to bring her as his date.
My OG might’ve been too busy to delve too far into our business, but if she got the slightest hint of ratchetness she’d eat that girl alive.
My OG let out a groan, and I knew without seeing her that she was rolling her eyes. “I don’t want just anyone attending this event, Valentino―”
“They’re not just anybody. My girl is a traveling nurse, and Santana’s date is a pharmacy tech.
” I couldn’t help feeling proud of Essence’s profession.
There wasn’t shit my OG could say about somebody who saved lives for a living, and even as she hesitated, I could hear her tone lighten just slightly.
“Oh, really? Well, where did these women come from, and what about Quincy? Is he dating a doctor?” her smart ass said, making me scratch the back of my neck with a chuckle.
“I don’t know about all that. I only know about Santana’s girl because she’s my girl’s sister.” Essence watched me like a hawk in the mirror, unable to stop herself from simpering at the conversation she was witnessing. My OG hummed in my ear, wanting to keep talking shit but knowing she couldn’t.
“Fine, Valentino. Don’t embarrass me, that’s all I ask.”
“Never, Ma. You’ll love her,” I assured, only for her to hang up with a grunt. Truthfully, that shit was a good thing because I was honestly tired of talking to my pops and wanted to get back to Essence’s warm walls.
“What exactly did you just invite me and my sister to?” she asked as soon as I set the phone down and gripped her waist. I resumed kissing on her neck, and she opened right up, leaning her head to the side to give me more access.
“You said you wanted a double date. Well, my OG got a charity event coming up. You’ll be my date, and Santana can bring Bliss, so… double date,” I said like it made perfect sense, and in my mind, it did.
“Really? When is it because you know I might have to take off work?” Essence’s breathing got heavy as I slid my hand back into her shorts and slowly circled her clit.
“The end of June. You got plenty of time, and even if you didn’t, I’ll pay you for the night if you have to call off.
I’m tryna see you all dressed up again like the night we met, so I can unwrap you like a present,” I told her, sucking her earlobe into my mouth.
The spot between her brows pinch as she squirmed against my hardening dick.
“Ummm.” A whimper fell from her open lips, and I quickened my pace, seeing that she was on the verge of an orgasm. “Babyyyy.”
“Get that shit out the way so you can come ride my dick, sweetheart,” I demanded, and just that fast, her knees buckled as she erupted. The look in her eyes had my dick getting harder just knowing she was about to show the fuck out.