Chapter 57
Trooper
“Yo, I swear on everything, if the money wasn’t so gotdamn good, I’d be retiring after all this bullshit we been dealing with,” Los said randomly while inhaling from his blunt.
“You can make money in other ways, bruh, and it ain’t like you hurting for anything now,” I said.
“True, but it’s not just that. I’m built for this shit. I really don’t know if I can let it go.” He smirked and handed off the blunt to me.
“You can, you just don’t want to,” Story chimed in without looking at either of us because his eyes were closed.
We were on the jet heading to get the girls, an hour into our flight. Story was across from me and Los sat next to me.
Los chuckled and nodded. His eyes were low because he was high as hell.
“You’re right, but all this shit got me thinking about it.
This shit with the feds and Prescott made me want to make a career change.
Like, real shit. I might go apply to Walmart and be a greeter.
I’d look fly as fuck in one of those ugly ass blue vests. ”
I looked his way and he was grinning like he really meant that shit. “Yo, you dumb as fuck for that.”
“Real shit though, I think it might be time. I’m getting too old to be hunting muthafuckers down ’cause they trying to lock a brother up. Fucking round with the two of y’all, I’ve been killing feds.”
“Oh, so you really putting this on us?” I glanced at him and he laughed.
“I ain’t fucking a Prescott woman, that’s all y’all. I’m just stuck in the middle, but it’s cool ’cause you my people, Trooper, and you know I’m always down with Story’s OG ass. I’ll take that.”
“Did you forget they picked your ass up because of your connection to Chavez? You ain’t innocent in all this,” Story said, still not looking at either of us.
“Damn, it’s like that. We pointing fingers?” Los chuckled and I passed the blunt back.
“I’m just stating facts, but regardless, we at the finish line right now. One more body, then you can do whatever the fuck you want.”
“What’s your plan, OG?” Los asked Story, who finally looked our way.
“I plan on making up for lost time. I’m too old for all this shit.” He smirked and moved his hand across his head. “I might just snatch Lanni up and disappear for a while. We got a lot of time to make up for.”
“Damn, so you just gon’ dip on us like that?” I asked.
“Maybe, well for a minute, anyway.”
“I feel you on that.”
I knew exactly what I wanted to do. After all this shit was over, I planned to marry Sophie and get ready for my shorty to get here.
Fuck all that street shit. It would always be a part of who I was, but I had no problem completely walking away.
Until I met Sophie, I didn’t think I would have a reason to break free and not look back.
I had long since let go by making legal money, but that impulse to be in the streets was still there.
As of now, I could let it all go and never give it a second thought.
“Baby!” Sophie’s little ass attacked me as soon as I walked through the door and I’d be damned if she didn’t almost knock me on my ass the way she rushed me and connected her body to mine.
“Baby girl, let the man breathe a little.” Story chuckled at her excitement, but she ignored him and slipped her arms around my neck, hugging me tightly before her lips connected with mine.
“So you missed me, I see,” I said as soon as she let up a little.
My hands glided up and down her back and it felt like home as I inhaled the mango scent that radiated from her body. The little things like that had me under her control.
“A little bit.” She grinned and pressed her forehead into my chest for a moment before she let me go and wrapped her arms around Story.
“I’m glad you guys are here. We’re all ready to go,” she said, just before Story hugged her and kissed her cheek.
Seconds later, Los walked through the front door and dropped his bag next to it. “What’s up, Sophie? Where she at?”
“On the beach.” Sophie pointed toward the door that led out back. “Mom is in her room lying down,” she then said, turning to Story.
With a grin and a slight nod, he headed straight for Alana’s room. Moments later, we heard the door shut.
Sophie frowned and I laughed.
“They’re grown, baby, and we’re about to be doing the same thing.”
I reached for her hand and pulled her into my personal space again. Sliding my fingers through her hair, I cuffed the back of her head and kissed her lips, sending my tongue into her mouth. Yeah, we were about to be behind closed doors too.
“I’m so glad you’re here. Does this mean things are good now and we can go home?”
“We leave tomorrow,” I said, ignoring the part about things being good.
She had no clue about William or that Story had killed Lincoln.
Not that I thought she would care, but she had feelings for his pussy ass at one time or another.
There was also the part about Willis and Harold, but for now, none of that mattered.
I had missed her something serious and just wanted to be around her without all the extra shit.
“Good, because I’m ready to leave.”
I guided her to the master bedroom and shut the door while she waited. After I took a seat on the bed, she straddled me and slipped her hands around my waist, delivering a series of kisses before she stopped and grinned at me.
“How the fuck are you ready to leave here? It’s beautiful here, Sophie, and compared to New York, this shit is life.”
“Maybe, but you’re in New York and I’m here. I’d rather be stuck in hell as long as I was with you.”
With a slight smile, I searched her face and knew she meant every word. That was somthing I really couldn’t get used to. All she wanted or needed was me.
“Hell, huh?”
Grinning like a child, she nodded and kissed me again.
“Aight, remember that shit ’cause I’m banking that confession for a later date.”
“Fine, I mean it. I want to be wherever you are.”
“I can fuck with that, but you know where I wanna be right now?”
With a curious stare, her eyes were on me while she waited. “Where?”
“Come up out of these and I’ll show you,” I said before my lips found her neck and my hands tugged at the strings, untying her bikini bottoms.
“Trooper, you just got here, and everybody will be looking for us.” She frowned a bit with her eyes on me, but she didn’t stop my hands from roaming her body. In fact, she released a soft moan as my tongue glided down her neck before my lips connected with it again.
“This is a house full of adults, Sophie. I ain’t worried about them and they ain’t worried about us, believe that.”
Sophie kept her eyes on me and I saw the exact moment she gave in and no longer had objections. It only took seconds for us to shed our clothes. Minutes later, I climbed between her legs, hovering over her as I looked down at her pretty face to see her reaction as I entered her.
The way her eyes closed and her teeth sank into her lip had me gone instantly, but the second I felt her walls tighten around me had me seriously struggling.
“Shit,” I mumbled against her neck before I started a slow, steady pace.
I really wanted to go hard, but if I wasn’t careful, round one would be over just as quick as it began.
“Fuck that,” I groaned, sliding out of her before I started a trail of kisses down her body until I reached her pussy.
“Trooper?” Sophie whined.
She wanted me back inside her, but right now I needed a minute to get my own shit in order. It had been a minute and I had to get my mind right so I could put in work. Right now, that meant a detour.
“I got you, Sophie, just relax,” I said and flicked my tongue across her clit then covered it completely.
I had to pull her against my mouth because she was already squirming and trying to escape.
“Ahhhhhh… mmmmmm,” slipped out of her mouth before her body jerked after my tongue dipped into her sweetness.
She was cumming just that fast, which made me even more motivated.
Gripping her thighs hard, I buried my face deeper, kissing, sucking, and licking every inch of her pussy until she came so hard her body went limp afterward.
“Come on, Sophie, I know you not done already. I thought you missed me.”
With a pleased grin, I dragged my face across her thighs and stomach, sending a few more tremors through her body before I entered her again.
Grabbing a hold of my throbbing shaft, I circled it a few times before I slid inside her again. She stopped breathing for a few seconds as I stretched her again, inch by inch.
My jaw clenched and my teeth ground slightly in an attempt to stifle the moan threatening to escape. With my eyes shut tight, I began stroking, nice and slow, so I wouldn’t nut prematurely. Unlike before, Sophie was drenched. I felt her coating me the more I slipped in and out of her.
“Fuck, I missed this shit. Damn, baby, you got my head all fucked up.” I groaned as I lifted my head to look down at her.
With every inch I delivered, I saw satisfaction etched on her face.
When Sophie began grinding her hips against my body, there was no point in trying to prolong the inevitable.
She was getting wetter by the second and I felt it leaking as I pushed deeper inside her.
This shit had to be what heaven felt like.
She was so gotdamn perfect. Her body was so fucking perfect.
Hell yeah, I’d kill for this. No doubt about that.
“Shit, Trooper. Right there,” Sophie groaned as I started tapping her spot.
I grinned and her face balled up with pleasure.
“Fuck, baby. You better cum for me. I can’t hold this shit much longer,” I mumbled as I picked up my pace.
Sophie followed instructions and matched my strokes. Moments later her nails sank into my arms, and with two more deep strokes, we came together.
The room fell silent other than our labored breathing, but only for a second before Sophie burst out laughing.
“The fuck you laughing for?” I asked, rolling over and pulling her with me.
“Is this not awkward to you? My mother and father are right next door. You were loud, I was loud, and this bed is so noisy.” She threw her hand over her face and blushed, which was cute as hell, but it made me laugh.
“You do know your ass is three months pregnant, right?”
“Yes, I know that, but still.” She pressed her forehead into my shoulder and laughed again.
“Still, what? Ain’t but one way to get pregnant, and they know that, Sophie. Shit, Story knows how I get down, so he knows I’m hitting that shit just right.”
“Trooper!” Sophie yelled before her little ass fist landed on my shoulder.
“Chill, man. I’m just playing, but real shit. We’re grown, baby, and don’t think he ain’t in there with your mom bent over something.”
“Oh my God. Please don’t put that image in my head.” Sophie frowned and I kissed her lips.
“My bad, but it’s true, and you know it. But come on, let’s shower and change. I’m hungry as fuck, so I hope you planned on cooking for me tonight.”
That made her frown even more. “Cooking? We can order something.”
“Oh hell no. I’ve been eating out since you been gone. I need you to hook me up, Sophie. Shit, I’ve been struggling.”
“Fine, but only because I love you.”
She lifted her body from mine and climbed off the bed. I watched as she moved her little naked body across the room, heading to the bathroom. The tiny little bump of her belly made me smile hard.
Not only did I have the most perfect woman in the world, but she was also carrying my child, and I was actually looking forward to that.
Never in a million fucking years did I see that happening.
Things happened when and how they were supposed to because Sophie was something I damn sure hadn’t been expecting.