Loving Angel 3 (5 page)

“I love it bay.” She gently kisse
d the spot that sported the word ‘Angel’. And I was a pleasantly surprised when her kisses moved from the tattoo, to my left nipple. It had been months since we had sex. I’d been giving her time to heal from the rape, hoping she would come to me when she was ready and it seemed she was indicating that she was ready now.

She looked up at me with those big hazel green eyes and the heat in them made me know without a doubt that she was giving me the green light.

I gently pulled her towards me and took her lips in a heated kiss. Sucking on her sweet strawberry flavored lips until she opened her mouth for my tongue to assault it the way my dick wanted to assault her pussy. I had really missed this feeling of bliss while she had been gone and my dick was harder than a rock proving that it agreed with me.

After slipping off her clothes
, I laid her on the bed and enjoyed her breast; squeezing them together as I sucked on her delicious nipples. She held onto my head and moaned, while she tried grinding her hips against me.

Popping her nipple from my mouth I asked, “You like that Sexy?”

“Oh yes daddy,” she replied in a groan.

“Then you’re going to love this.”

I moved down her body placing kisses and nibbles at strategic stops until I got to that sweet pussy that was dripping for me. I gave it a slow lick and had her hips rising from the bed as she moaned even louder. I held her down and attacked her clit; sucking on it while I curved my fingers inside her. Then I started flicking them against her G-spot. It didn’t take long before she was squirting all over my tongue as she screamed her pleasures.

I climbed between her legs and positioned the head of my dick at her pussy’s entrance.

“Look into my eyes Sexy,” I ordered and she opened those half masked desire filled orbs and stared into mine. I wanted her to know that I was the person who was about to enter her body. I was the man that she had married, who adored her, not some sick sadistic pervert who took pleasure in violating her.

I entered her slowly and as her warm wet walls gripped my dick like a vise I groaned in pleasure. I almost forgot how fucking good it felt being inside her; there was absolutely no better feeling in this world.

I gave her nothing but slow smooth strokes as our tongues danced inside each other’s mouths. Her insides felt so good and it had been such a long time since I had sex that I almost came before she did. Fortunately a couple seconds before I felt my sperm shooting up my shaft, I felt her walls clamping around my dick and milking it.

“I love you bay.”

“I love you too Sexy.” I kissed her on her sweaty shoulder.

As we lay wrapped in each other’s arms basking in the afterglow of our sex
, I hoped that our love making reminded my wife that sex was about sharing mutual pleasure not about causing shame or pain.

I
woke up a couple hours later to my wife still sleeping soundly beside me. I kissed her on the forehead before I headed for the shower and did a quick wash. I had a special evening planned for my wife and son. I wanted to cook them a nice dinner tonight, so we could enjoy a meal as a family. Then I wanted to cuddle with them and watch a movie. I really missed the little things like that while my family had been away.

I was drying my hair as I entered the bedroom
, when I spotted my son sitting on the bed playing with one of his toys. He’d been down for his nap when I got home earlier but I guess he was up now.

“
Daddy, Mommy’s sleeping and I’m hungry,” Ricky complained.

I chuckled at my mini-me. “Daddy will get you something to eat when he’s done getting dressed.”

“I want cereal.” He bounced around excitedly as I slipped into a pair of sweats and a T-shirt.

“Let me guess, Fruity Pebbles?”

And he nodded vigorously. If we left it to the kid, he’d be eating that shit all day and night.

“You can have some cereal but not a lot because I’m about to cook dinner.”

After I was done getting dressed, I snatched him off the bed and threw him over my shoulder as he giggled happily. “Let’s get you fed.”

My little shorty was such a happy kid. He giggled all the way down to the kitchen. He only stopped laughing when I placed a bowl of his request in front of him.

While he dug into his treat, I started grabbing the ingredients for the Spaghetti I was going to prepare for dinner. I was using one of my dad’s recipes and it was a dish that I knew my wife really enjoyed. It was moments like these when I really missed my pops. And to think it was my very own twin who took him away from me. I would have killed that nigga Boss myself if Sexy hadn’t done the job.

I was plating dinner while I rapped with my son when my wife entered the room.

“Something in here smells really good,” she complimented.

“Daddy cooking dinner for you mommy,” Ricky
snitched. “And he said you’re a queen.”

“Did he now?”
Sexy asked as she went over to our son and kissed his little face all over.

“Yep,” Ricky nodded. “He said he was cooking dinner for his queen. Are you a queen mommy?”

“If Daddy said it, then it must be true.” She then came over to me and gave me a quick kiss. “Thanks for cooking.”

“Anytime Sexy. Now go take a seat while I grab us something to drink.”

After I grabbed our drinks the three of us sat down to our meal. I was really enjoying my time with my family. But although things had been going great lately, in the back of my mind there was still that nagging voice that kept telling me that my wife was pregnant with another nigga’s baby. I tried ignoring it as much as possible because I had made up my mind that I was going to accept my wife’s pregnancy no matter what. But I guess it was just going to take some time to adjust to this new reality.

CHAPTER EIGHT

TYGA

I was having my weekly meeting with all my lieutenants. Since Dread was in hiding and Kitsune and I were no longer at war, my paper was increasing like crazy. We were moving the product so fast my boys had to be making trips to Miami every other week to re-up. Because I was making so much money I decided to be nice to my customers, so I knocked off five hundred from every key. In these streets you couldn’t get a cheaper price for cocaine so damn fucking pure.

My weed business was also doing great. What started off as a couple hundred pounds per week
, was now in the thousands. Everybody knew if you wanted some good high grade yard weed, Purple Skunk, Kush, Loud, Sour Diesel or anything that would get you higher than a motherfucker, you should check my people. I also sold that low grade shit, like Arizona and Regular. A nigga had to have all his bases covered when it came to monopolizing a market.

We had just finished tallying our earnings for that week which turned out to be a little over five mil in profit
s and were now discussing plans of attack for getting rid of Dread. I was tired of sitting around waiting for that bitch nigga to play his hand, especially since that pussy nigga Ninja was going around inquiring about my wife and trying to get at her. It was time to put those Jamaicans six feet under.

“Still no bite on them niggas
, even though we increased the reward for information on Dread and Ninja from twenty grand to a hundred?” I asked Ronny. He was sitting in the corner quiet as usual, his passive demeanor masking his killer instincts.

He shook his head in the negative. “I don’t think that nigga trusted a lot of people with his location.”

“Someone has to know which hole those bitches crawled into,” EJ said heatedly. “Those niggas can’t fuck with one of ours and then think they can just run away and hide.” He was sitting on one of the couches beside Uncle Elijah. My cousin was hungry for their blood. You didn’t fuck with him or his family without eventually getting fucked in return. Sour had learnt that the hard way before he died. EJ had done a number on him with a straight razor, creating a masterpiece when he was done. I was sure little pieces of that traitor were now spread out across the Bronx.

“I think we may be going at this the wrong way,” Delco suggested. “Instead of trying to find them niggas
, we should let them come find us.”

“And how can we get that to happen?” Uncle Elijah asked. “I’m sure they aren’t stupid enough to come anywhere near us
, knowing we’re out for their blood.”

“Not if they don
’t know they’re coming to us,” my best friend explained. “What if they think they’re about to make a deal with a new customer or a supplier? I know those fools must be strapped for cash right now because we fucked up so much of their shit. I think they’d be open to new acquisitions without thinking about it too much.”

I liked where my boy’s thought process was heading. If we got someone to pose as a customer or supplier who was trying to work with Dread and Ninja then we could get at those niggas. All we had to do was hit them at the location of the final deal
, when they were expecting to make the trade of drugs for money. I really loved Delco right now. There I was scratching my head like a fucking chicken, when my boy comes to the rescue with a brilliant idea.

“I actually think that shit could work.” I gave Delco a pound.

“I love how you’re thinking like the fucking FBI,” EJ clowned. “Next thing I know you’ll be pulling out a badge.”

“Fuck you.” Delco gave him the bird causing him to chuckle even more.

“I think I have the perfect nigga for this move,” I told them. “I’ve been trying to get my boy Tyrone to take a break from Boston because he got them FEDS breathing down his neck but he keeps acting all stubborn and shit. I’m sure now that I need his help, he’ll take the bait and come up top.”

“He’d be perfect for this,” Delco agreed. “He’s s
omeone we can trust one hundred and a lot of people from up here won’t remember him because he left so many years ago. Plus he’s got a rep in Boston as a hustler so those Jamaicans won’t think he’s the po-po.”

I was starting to like this idea more and more. I knew when I called Ty
, he would be more than happy to help me. He and Delco were the two people whom I knew I could depend on without any doubt. I couldn’t wait to implement this plan. I was tired of these fools in the streets thinking they could test me and then run and hide like bitches. They thought they were safe from my wrath because I couldn’t find their hideout but I was about to bring this war to them full force with both guns cocked and ready to blaze. I wouldn’t be satisfied until every last one of them was left bleeding on the ground.

After everyone else left
, my boy Delco lingered behind.

“What’s up my nigga?” I asked him because I could see he had something on his mind.

“Damn homey, I fucked up big time,” he exhaled. “I fucked Maria after we broke up and now she’s saying she’s pregnant with my baby.”

I didn’t even know the dude had fallen off the wagon. I thought once he broke up with the crazy bitch
, he was smart enough to leave her alone.

“Damn nigga, does Daisy know yet?”

“Hell nah, I don’t think I can tell my girl this right now. She’s gonna be pissed at me. Maybe even try to leave my black ass again.”

“Well the longer you wait to tell her the worse it’s going to be.”

“Damn,” he sighed.

I felt bad for him because I could understand being stupid enough to give into temptation. Delco wasn’t the only one who had fucked up while his woman was in Miami. I had done some shit that I knew would have Angel knocking me upside the head if she found out.

Having completed the weekly meeting with my team I dropped into my office at Adore to do some paperwork I needed to take care of. I was sitting behind my desk trying to make sense of some numbers when my fuck up walked into the room.

She was wearing a little black dress that revealed more than it covered. She sauntered over to me with a smile on her face, cocking her hips to the right, arms akimbo. “I was hoping you’d
stop by today,” she smirked. “Lately, you haven’t been coming by very often. You’re feeling guilty about what happened now that your wife is back, aren’t you?”

I don’t know why I wasn’t smart enough to keep my dick in my pants because now this bitch was haunting me. No matter how many times I turned her down
, she’d shamelessly return another time, throwing herself at me.

After Angel had disappeared and I was still in my angry phase
, one night while I was half drunk and high I allowed Lena to suck my dick. The worst part about it was that at the time she’d had a cold sore on her mouth, so I used a condom and that shit didn’t even feel that great. But I wasn’t about to let any of these nasty hoes give me anything. I didn’t fuck her, although she begged me to, because I immediately felt bad about stepping out on Sexy. Now I had this hoe acting like a fucking stalker, even though she didn’t get none of this good dick.

“I thought we weren’t going to talk about that again?” I asked her irritably.