Page 61 of The Ninth

“Take yo ass to bed, folks. You should’ve called me.”

We intertwined fingers as he walked back into his room with me. I took the gun out of his hands, placing it under his pillow where he likes it. After pressing play on the Cassie playlist in his phone, I felt his eyes on me while I crawled to the middle of his big ass bed. By the time I was on my back, he was climbing on behind me with just boxers.

Deeper by PartyNextDoor rolled out of the speakers. I welcomed his big body on top of mine, bracing for his full weight. My body slid on his soft sheets as he made sure his dick was positioned against my pussy. I hungrily grabbed his neck, yanking him down to me and kissing him. The kiss was nasty, unforgiving, loving, apologetic. Sorry for dragging him into this triangle that my man didn’t even know he was in.

As bad as I wanted him in me, I knew he wasn’t in that place. Even after leaving a wet spot on his dick print from grinding up on that mothafucka.

Eventually, he laid with me under the covers, pulling my body into his. We stared into each other’s eyes as he kissed on my face softly, stroking my cheek.

“I couldn’t imagine if something happened to you...” he whispered. “You’re always going to be somewhere in my mind, Cassandra.”

I fell asleep to him caressing and loving on me.

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Juan chuckled loudly, “You pulling my shit ain’t gon save you.”

I giggled, pulling away from him as he held me inside of his arms. His mouth roamed over pretty much everywhere between my legs. As much as I wanted to pull away, I couldn’t help but push myself more into his mouth. Instead of yanking on his locs, I shoved his face deeper.

Warmness ran over me as I kept thrusting and thrusting onto his tongue. He finally let me go, grabbing both of my ass cheeks and gripping them roughly. Moments later, I came all in his throat.

“Fuckkkk...” he mumbled against my pussy as he sucked on it. My body let go of all the tension it was storing.

When I woke up, Juan was gone. That instantly made my stomach drop. K3 called me and apologized for hanging up on me, plus yelling. He didn’t say anything more about anything. When Juan came back after my shower, he didn’t say anything either.

“Come on, I got us breakfast.”

“You already ate!”

He chuckled while kissing up my stomach and to my lips.

We both crawled our way out of the bed. I put on some t-shirt panties but nothing else. I stood on my toes, kissing him before I sat down in front of the food. He got my favorite shrimp and grits from Dawn A.M. Eatery plus hashbrowns. A single flower sat next to my box. I smiled, blowing him a kiss as he mumbled on the phone.

When a nigga don’t want you to know something, he works double time! How the fuck we in the same room and I can’t hear a damn word being said? Juan a laid back nigga, but even he looked tense. I tried to remember if his goofy ass was in bed with me the entire night. But Juan’s bed has Benadryl in it.

He screwed his face up and continued speaking. I watched as he reached in his pockets, pulling out two big rolls. He counted both of them before giving me an entire stack. He didn’t even look at me as he gave it to me, that’s how deep in his conversation he was. Finally, I decided to mind my business. I ate my food and drank my mimosa. He ate as he spoke.

Once finished, I cleaned up after myself. I walked into the room and changed clothes since he said I’m with him today. On top I wore no bra and a red and white, mini baby-tee with Japanese writing on it. I put on a red thong and low rise, camouflage cargo shorts with red Air Maxes. I was sure to leave the shorts unbuttoned.

Once I stepped out of the room, he was finally dressed and off the phone. He looked at me like his dumb ass was about to kiss up on me. As soon as he got a couple of feet from me, my hand went up.

“Where the hell you was this morning?”

He laughed, “I had something to do. Early.”

“Have you heard anything?” I asked nervously.

“Your mans handled that. You ain’t talk to him?”

“I did but he didn’t mention anything.”

“I guess that’s that then. You need to stay out the way, hence why I’m keeping you with me.”

“Teamwork makes the dream work.”

He rolled his eyes as I laughed.

The entire way down the elevator, he kissed on my neck even though a white man was with us. Once we exited the building, the Benz was out front and we were gone! Ain’t nothing like riding around with a fine nigga all day!