5. Something Blue #3
“That’s my fault, baby. Fuck. Ima keep it real with you going forward, Saskia. I can promise you that.”
She searched my eyes for the truth before nodding.
“What… What is your girlfriend going to think of Steele?”
This wasn’t no laughing matter, but a smile spread across my face.
“What girlfriend, Saskia? Didn’t I just explain to you my bride ran from a nigga?”
She playfully hit my chest, making me laugh.
“No girl. I’m single… for now.”
I wasn’t going to lie to her. I was single, but my current relationship status was temporary. I had to get a wife if I wanted to keep this mob thing going. I’d come way too far to turn back. I hadn’t been put in the ringer with Lions, Tigers, and Bears for nothing.
“For now?”
“Yeah.”
I was debating on how to tell her about the Rinaldi Mafia and figured the best way to do it was to let it all out.
“That lady who helped you? She did that shit because she wanted to. I had nothing to do with that. Dasani is the wife of Don. I’m part of the mob, baby.
Well, my status is pending because I’m not married yet.
When she said you wouldn’t like her help, she was speaking of possibly arranging your marriage because that’s just how the mob shit works.
They have an organization with available men needing wives.
Marriage is non-negotiable. It’s just me and this other nigga left.
Everyone else is already married or newly engaged.
So, I’m single for now, but I’ll have to get married soon.
” I could feel my face frowning as the words left my mouth.
“The..the mafia? Y…you’re in the mafia?”
“I am. I’m a man of my word, but I was going to just let you be and say fuck the wedding. However, when I was told I had to get married, I figured I might as well honor your father’s request. I was thinking about myself, love, and I apologize because I’m not even that kind of nigga.”
“But you’re in the mafia?”
“Yes.”
“I had run away from one wedding and was possibly going to be shoved into another had I went with Dasani’s plan. Oh my God!”
“Baby, she not like that. She helped you because she wanted to. Shit, she was tricked into her own marriage and now is in love and shit. Technically, she interfered in mob business by helping you, but I’m sure she didn’t know it was my wedding.
The wedding planning had been last-minute as fuck, and there are too many niggas in the mob for her to know every nigga in it.
Additionally, when I booked her sister, I never disclosed my affiliation to her.
I just told her you liked pink due to what you were wearing on the pictures in your pop’s office.
Shit, I hadn’t even sent out the invitations.
I was just gone wake up the morning of the wedding and tell my niggas to get dressed and head to the location. ”
There was a pensive shimmer in the shadow of Saskia’s eyes.
“Nine times out of ten, when she brought you around, you would have crushed on one of the niggas anyway. The mob got some real ones.” I tried to make light of the situation to ease her busy thoughts.
However, the thought of her wanting to fuck with one of the niggas that I broke bread with had me seething.
“You’re a criminal.”
“I’m not a fucking rapist, Saskia.”
She needed to get that shit out of her fucking head.
If she could remember the night we were at the bar, her ass had been the one to hop on me.
She wouldn’t even let me use a fucking condom.
Her little freaky ass was tossing out all kinds of commands.
She’d even asked me to stick my thumb in her butt, and with the way she ran from it, I knew it was just some drunk shit and not her usual thing.
“But are you a killer?”
I’d killed, yes. That was more Hunter’s thing, but I did have bodies. Not enough to fill a warehouse, but I’d racked up enough to fill a small graveyard. Killing came with the streets.
“I ain’t just round her murking innocent muthafuckas, Saskia. If a nigga finds himself on the other side of my gun or fist, he deserved that shit.”
She gnawed on her bottom lip, her dark skin having a natural sheen that was evident in her photos and remained visible even with her makeup on at the bar.
“A killer ain’t the worst type of nigga to have, baby. Because I’ll end anything that looks like it wants to bring you or my son harm. You’re forever safe with me.”
“Until you get married.”
“Even after I’m married,” I promised.
My expression was grim as I watched her. She shuddered and drew in a sharp breath.
“On that day… the day before our wedding, I was alone. I didn’t have anyone in the bridal suite telling me how pretty I looked, passing out drinks, or just someone to have some girl time with.
It was just me, my thoughts, and three gay men pampering me.
I’d never felt so secluded in my life. Then, in the Will, it said I couldn’t get my inheritance until after I was married.
I just felt like you and my father were conspiring against me, even though he’s dead.
I love him so much, but that day, I hated him.
I hated you. I hated life. I never want to feel like that again, Zodiac.
” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, holding it in.
I hadn’t known shit about an inheritance, but it made sense that he’d left her one.
Ronald Coy was paid as fuck. It was fucked up that she couldn’t get it until she married me, but I guess he knew it was the only way to force his baby girl to let me change her last name.
That shit didn’t work, though because she still fled.
“I fucked up. It wasn’t my intention to have you by yourself. If you wanted bridesmaids, I would have paid bitches to fill the spots just so you wouldn’t be alone. I was just doing some shit, baby.”
When she sat up onto her knees and pressed her lips into mine, I was caught off guard but didn’t deny her.
Our tongues wrestled as I rotated between kissing her and sucking on her bottom lip.
My hand was still on her bare back as she moaned in my mouth and ground against my now growing dick.
Removing my tongue, I showered kisses around her lips and along her jawline.
Grabbing her face, I tilted her neck and sucked down on her earlobe.
“Ummmm,” she hissed.
I could feel the heat of her pussy through her pajama bottoms, and the scent of her arousal made me nearly lethargic. When she reached for my belt buckle, I grabbed her hand and kissed the center of her palm.
“We ain't gotta go there, Saskia. I gave you what you wanted the last time when you were vulnerable, but this time, you're alert and I want you to understand exactly what you're doing.
I know you're confused right now, and regardless of whether you let me get the pussy tonight or not, I'ma take care of y’all.Forever.”
“I want this. I need this, Zodiac.”
My dick was too hard to be asking a second time, so I flipped us around, letting her back hit the mattress, and pulled her bottoms from her waist. One thing I’d constantly replay in my head was how fucking good and clean her pussy tasted.
I’d been craving that shit for a year and needed to satisfy my sweet tooth first.
A bald pussy stared back at me, and it was just as pretty as it had been the first time I saw it. I went headfirst, sucking her bud into my mouth, making her cry out in pleasure.
“Shhhh. You gone wake our son up, baby.”
My damn son. Saskia had given me a whole damn legacy. Damn right she could get this dick. She could get whatever the hell she wanted out of me, and it was crazy that she hadn’t even known she’d possess that power. I was going to make sure to inform her, though.
The same way I’d kissed her mouth, I was doing that to her pussy. Folding her legs back so that her ass was tilted upwards, I dragged my tongue down the crack and dipped it inside, making her squeal and squeeze her cheeks.
Tapping the back of her thigh, I looked up. She had her chin pressed into her chest as she watched me kneeling before her.
‘Unh unh. Relax baby. You gone let me have my way with you?” I licked my lips, dick throbbing at the taste of her remnants. If I could bottle her essence up and turn it into a balm, I swear I would. I’d walk around with pussy and ass lips all fucking day.
She nodded, and I went right back to work.
Grabbing her thighs, I pulled her into my face as my head was buried in her ass and my tongue in her hole.
I rotated eating her ass and pussy until she had her legs wrapped around my neck like a boa constrictor.
I couldn’t breathe, but I had great breathing control, so it was all good.
As she recovered, legs still shaking, I stepped out of my clothes, leaving my chains on. Last time, she kept gripping my chains and saying how much she loved them on her face. My baby didn’t know it, but she had a fetish for fucking gangsta niggas.
Climbing on top of her, I pulled off her top.
Her areolas had darkened, showing signs of childbirth, and her belly was slightly scarred — that shit was sexy as hell.
Her body had changed to accommodate my kid, and I couldn’t wait until it did it again.
All she had to do was say the word, and I was letting off in her.
Anytime, any day, even if I was married.
I’d talked about Hunter, but if I married another woman, Saskia could call, and I was coming.
I didn’t give a fuck what I was doing. I’d just be an unfaithful ass nigga too.
When it came to Saskia, I was forever breaking all the rules.
Sucking on both her nipples, making sure not to pull too hard because I figured they were full of milk, I slid into her snugness with a grunt.
“Oh God!” She clamped her thighs around my waist, pulling me deeper unintentionally.
“Hold up, baby, I’m almost in.”
“Almost!!?”
Instead of replying to her, I kissed her lips, distracting her as I entered her fully. She was so fucking tight. So fucking wet. So fucking perfect. I’d never had better pussy in my fucking life.
Looking down, I stared in astonishment as my dick moved in and out of her with her glossy essence coating it. The way her pussy was sucking me in should have been fucking studied.
“Damn, Saskia.”
She lay panting as I drilled into her, careful not to go too fast because I knew she wasn’t used to my size.
Her breast felt good against my chest as I pounded inside of her and bit down on her chin.
We were flesh against flesh fucking like long lost lovers.
My hand caressed the side of her thigh as I bottomed her pussy out, feeling her grow wetter.
“Ahhhh! Zodiaaaac. Imboutacuuuum!”
Passion pounded the blood through my heart, chest, and head as I gave her what the fuck she wanted. What I needed.
“This yo fucking dick, Saskia. Forever.”
I meant that shit too. Kissing her pretty ass again, I felt her muscles tightening, choking the fuck out of my dick.
“Baby.”
“Ye…ye…yesssss?’
“Don’t tell me no… Can I nut in this pussy? Steele needs a brother.”
“Yesssssss!”
At the same time, we reached our peak as I emptied the clip in her.
When we caught our breath, I pulled her up from the bed.
“Come on. We not done. You gone remember this dick this time. We’re going all night until you tap the fuck out.”
Tossing her over my shoulder, I bit down on her ass cheek and headed to her bathroom. I needed her to ride this dick in the shower.
“Wait!” I’d just turned on the shower and dick was starting to rise when I looked back at her naked frame. I licked my lips, still tasing her.
“The person who killed my father?”
“Handled baby.”
“By you?”
Not wanting to lie to her, I nodded. I’d tracked those muthafuckas down, Hunter hunted 'em, and I ended their lives. It was just a bitch boy who had been hired by a prosecutor. Both of them were in hell together.Ronald didn’t deserve death just because he’d beat ass in the courtroom.
Dropping to her knees, she grabbed my dick and shoved it down her throat.
“Fuuuuck, baby.”
Grabbing the back of her head, she ate the dick, showing me just how much she appreciated her killer ass baby daddy.