Page 16 of Sinful Restraint

Be easy, Cruz. She ain’t ready for all that yet.Yet? Shit, I was sayingyetinstead ofnever. Tired of the cat and mouse game my emotions were playin’ on me, I walked into the room and sat in the red leather chair, shooting Poppy a look that told her sex would be on hold while Santari was in the room.

True to Poppy’s nature, she tested my warning, probably already imagining all the ways I would punish her later. Santari hadn’t moved from the doorway, but my stress reliever was already unzipping my pants and pulling my dick out, andfuckit felt good to have him free of the restriction of clothes.

Even though from Santari’s angle she probably couldn’t see much in the darkened room, her eyes still sparked with interest that I didn’t expect as her eyes remained glued to my dick while Poppy’s mouth took the tip between her lips.

“Ri, you can either stay here and watch,” I warned, using her nickname that I hadn’t in years. “Or you can leave and head back home. Storm or Titan prolly got dinner and put the leftovers in the fridge for you.”

She visibly swallowed, but didn’t move.

This isn’t the first time she’s witnessed you get your dick sucked.I wondered if she was remembering the same thing that I was. A moment she and I didn’t talk about even though we both know it happened.

Poppy went to work on sucking my dick just the way I liked it, her tongue going up one side and down the other, the suctioncausing me to grab her head to keep her in place when my dick reached the spot in the back of her throat that I loved to touch.

Ri didn’t step into the room, nor did she shut the door. Fetish had two communities: the clubbers and the kinkers. I didn’t give a damn who in my kink community walked past the open door and saw me getting my dick sucked, and Poppy didn’t mind an audience. In fact, she got off on it.

The problem was, as Santari stood there, her expressive eyes torn between not being able to look away, versus running to the nearest exit, I realized that I had a much bigger problem on my hands.

She wasn’t aware of the kind of shit I liked. Tonight’s explanation was only a small taste of what I enjoyed. Yet, having her watch me like I was her favorite guilty pleasure while I had another woman’s mouth wrapped around my dick was slowly becoming my kryptonite.

With every lick Poppy performed, Ri blessed me with a soft moan that I wasn’t even sure she realized she was making.

“Come closer,” I demanded, testing if Ri would listen to me.

She gripped the doorframe and bit her bottom lip in nervousness, but eventually, she took several steps inside, shocking the shit out of me when she took the vacant seat to my left.

Fuck.I raised a curious eyebrow, my dick getting harder by the second as Poppy’s mouth worked its magic, while my eyes soaked in every lustful expression my little minx gave.

It didn’t take long before I was coming in Poppy’s mouth, holding her head still and forcing her to swallow all of my cum. Santari didn’t miss a beat, the rise and fall of her chest growing more rapid as she watched me.

She has no idea how badly she just fucked up.Gettin’ a muthafucka like me addicted to you when you weren’t ready for everything I had to offer was a risky combination. However, Icouldn’t help but entertain the thought that maybe little Santari had more exhibitionism in her than I originally thought. And if that was the case, I needed to have a conversation with Titan and Storm ASAP.

chapter seven

The next day,I was getting some work done at my Club Wynwood location, but I couldn’t get my mind to settle. The Paradox had too much going on for me to do some reckless shit, so the only cure I could think of was reaching out to my brother, Sinceer Crowne, to see if he had a kill job in Miami that I could knock out real quick.

Sinceer ran his own Dark Trinity division and although I hadn’t completed a mission with my family in a while, they always had a job I could hop on when I wasn’t fulfilling Paradox business.

“You betta be confirming your attendance to my wedding,” Sinceer stated the moment he answered his phone.

“Shiddd, hello to you too big Bruh.”

“Nah, fuck all of that,” he spat. “I’ve been reaching out to you for months for your RSVP.”

I sighed into the phone. “I know. Look, a lot has been goin’ on, but I guess since you aren’t getting married until later this year, I’ll be there.”

“For real?” he asked, sounding surprised. “I know I’ve been giving you shit, but I understand what you’re dealing with. Losing Rev hit you hard. He was a good dude, and I hated to hear he was taken out.”

I swallowed back my grief. “Yeah, the shit is fucked up. But we’ll crack the case soon.”

“I know y’all will. And if you need me, I got you,” he said, before asking, “How is his family doin’?”

I fiddled with the pen holder on the desk in my office. “His sister is stayin’ with me and the fellas right now.”

“Oh word! You mean to tell me little, doe-eyed Santari is staying with you, Storm, and Titan?”

“She ain’t so little anymore,” I huffed, causing him to laugh harder than necessary. “What’s so damn funny?”

“You, muthafucka,” he spat. “I know that tone in your voice. I’m guessing you called me because you want to fuck Santari and since I know you assholes share and shit, it’s prolly making things more complicated.”

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