Page 79 of Welcome to the Table
I grabbed my remote and put on Pandora, but she stopped me.
“No music. I got the song in my head.” She grabbed the remote, turning the music off. She then started to rock in slow motion, torturing me. Hands in the air as she moved her hips to the beat in her head. I was trying to figure it out, but I couldn’t.
“I wanna love you in every kind of way,” she began to sing as she rode me. “I wanna please you, no matter how long it takes.” She rode harder but kept the tempo slower. “If the world should end tomorrow, and we only have today, I wanna please you.” She moaned the last part loud as fuck, and I was in love.
My dick could handle the slow shit. I moved her hips a little faster. She was making love to a nigga, and I couldn’t handle it.
“Fuck, Jaci. I thought you didn’t know how to ride a dick,” I said, grabbing the front of her neck.
I started moving under her, and her head fell back. I lifted my body, and my lips were on her neck in seconds. Sitting all the way up, I palmed her ass and bounced her on my dick until it spit my nut inside her. I couldn’t pull out. I didn’t want to because her pussy was too good to not fill her up with my seeds.
“Fuck,” I growled as I let my seeds go deep inside her, and she released soon after me.
I wanted her to be satisfied first, but I couldn’t hold my shit. She fell back on the bed, and I rubbed up her body and pinched both her nipples.
“How did it feel?” I asked.
Her eyes opened, and she looked at me. “Heavenly,” she said before her eyes closed again, and I heard a light snore.
I removed my semi-hard dick from inside her and walked to the bathroom to get a warm towel and soap. I went back to the room, and she was still in the same spot. I walked over to the bed, smiling as I opened her legs to clean her up. After I finished, I cleaned myself and slid into bed with her for a quick nap.
Bam bam bam bam
I heard a motherfucker beating on my door. I looked at Jaci, and she was already sitting up, looking around. Nobody knew where I laid my head except family, so I was confused about who the fuck was knocking on my door in the middle of the fucking day. I reached under my pillow, grabbed my .45, and gave it to Jaci. She looked at me funny.
“Now ain’t the fucking time for knives and shit. Fuck all that. Grab that gun from between the fucking mattress,” I told her, and she did.
She hurried to put on her shorts and shirt, and I grabbed my joggers. I went to my room door and grabbed the iPad off the table to pull up my cameras. I wanted to laugh, but didn’t. It was Athena with a black trench coat on and a gun, banging against my fucking door. I threw the iPad back on the table.
“Chill, it’s just Athena,” I told her, and she looked at me, trembling.
“Oh, my God, the tracking device. She knows I’m here, and she knows that I might be fucking you!” she screamed.
I laughed at the face she made. “Correction, we fucked already, and she already knows. She gave me the okay to proceed with how I felt. That’s why I kept asking your ass were you sure. I don’t need Athena putting a bullet in my ass for thinking I hurt her daughter. Your brothers, I can handle,” I told her, and she jumped off the bed, looking for her phone.
“Shit, shit! She called me over fifteen times, and I didn’t answer. I know she mad as fuck.” Jaci pouted and walked to the front door. She threw the gun on the bed and opened my room door.
I followed her all the way down the stairs as she approached the door. I went in front of her to open it because I didn’t want bullets to start flying, and she shot her daughter by mistake.
“Open this motherfucking door. I know Jaci in there being fast. Let her ass out before I shoot my way in,” she shouted, and I knew my fucking neighbors heard her.
I laughed, and Jaci pushed me. “That shit ain’t funny. She is embarrassing me.” She looked like she was about to cry.
I unlocked my door, but not before setting my gun on the table. Before I could grab the knob, Athena pushed her way through with her gun in her hand. Jaci backed up as Athena walked closer to her.
“Don’t try to fucking run now. I bet you wasn’t running from that dick, huh?” she said.
Jaci just looked at her, rolling her eyes. “You doing too much,” she told her, and I didn’t say shit. I didn’t have a shirt on, so I kept my mouth closed.
“No, you doing too much by taking my favorite fucking car and not your own. Then, on top of that, what fucking warehouse were you at, and what happened?” she asked.
Jaci looked at me. I didn’t say shit because it wasn’t my place. “I killed somebody, and before you fly off the handle, I did it because I was protecting our family,” Jaci told her, and my head went from left to right.
“Who the fuck did you kill, Jaci?” she asked.
“Thiago,” she told her, and I knew this shit was about to blow up.
Jaci didn’t know about the shit that happened before she got there, so she couldn’t tell it.
