Chapter 20

I rolled over in my bed and immediately, I missed Deuce’s warm body next to me. The time I spent with him and his family this past weekend had been everything. It surprised me that he showered me with attention and affection, especially in front of them.

The Dillingers were… well they were quite a particular clan. I could tell they were close and would die about each other. They were hilarious, especially Deuce’s siblings and their father.

Rolling out of bed, I went into my bathroom to void my bladder and take a shower. I was still a little sore from all the sexcapades the weekend had brought, but it was worth it.

I’d just rinsed off when I heard my mama frantically shouting my name.

“Salima!”

I hurried to turn off the shower, damn near breaking my ass as I got out. With water still dripping from my body, I threw on my robe and slippers and ran into the living room. I found her standing at the screen door, looking outside.

“What’s wrong! Did something happen?”

“Whose car is this?”

“What? What car? Mama, you scared me half to death!”

I made my way over to the door to see the sexiest, most beautiful black on black Infiniti sitting in our driveway, but my car was nowhere in sight.

“What the hell?” I mumbled.

Looking up, I noticed Deuce’s Hellcat across the street. As soon as my mother and I stepped outside, the door opened, and my man stepped out. I stopped in my tracks as he emerged dressed in an all-black suit and shades. His jewels glistened in the morning sun as he strutted across the street.

“Damn,” I whispered.

He approached us with a smile.

“Good morning, ladies. Mrs. Navarro, it’s nice to see you again.”

My mother looked him up and down. “Did you do this?”

“I couldn’t have my baby riding around in a car that kept putting her down. I know I overstepped, but you have enough on your plate without adding having to constantly fix that piece of sh— a busted car.”

I felt the tears rushing to my eyes.

“Stanley… what did you do?”

He reached into his pocket and produced a set of keys with a cute, pink butterfly keychain, then handed them to me.

“It’s yours. Paid for and in your name. The title is in the glove compartment. Insurance is covered so you don’t have to worry about that either.”

I looked from him to my mama. She stood with her arms crossed, staring at the car. When her eyes met mine, she smiled softly.

“Well, tell the man thank you, Salima,” she said, gesturing to him.

I didn’t hesitate to make my way into Deuce’s arms, hugging him tightly as I cried. Nobody had ever done something so thoughtful for me. It was one thing for a man to buy his woman a car, but to put it in her name? That said he had no intention of taking it back.

“Thank you, baby,” I said, cupping his face.

I didn’t care that my mama was right there. I kissed him softly and with intention.

He chuckled. “Alright, now. You better stop. I’m trying to be respectful in front of your mama.”

I playfully slapped his chest. “Hush.”

“Go on and take a look.”

I wasted no time unlocking the beautiful car and climbing inside. A huge smile played on my face as I touched the soft leather seats. I’d never seen something so sexy! I looked up to motion for my mama to come take a look when I spotted Deuce handing her an envelope.

She looked confused as she slowly took them. I watched as she opened. As she read whatever was printed on it, her hand flew to her chest and then mouth. She looked up at him in disbelief. I climbed out of the car just as she flung her arms around him, hugging him tightly as she cried.

“What’s going on?”

My mother couldn’t speak through her tears. She handed me the papers. As I read over them, my expression mimicked hers. This man had paid off our mortgage and my mother’s medical bills.

“Deuce!” I screamed. “How… when… oh my God!”

He chuckled as he stepped back and shoved his hands in his pockets.

“I know the way my family takes care of things is unconventional, but we’ve always taken care of our own people. Listening Grams expressed how much your dad was like family made me think. I never met him and I’m not even sure he would have cared for me dating you. If my people can vouch for him, the least I can do is make sure his girls were straight. I know how Salima feels about you, Mrs. Navarro. I love my mama and I’d want somebody to make sure she was straight if I couldn’t or if I wasn’t here to do that.”

My mother was crying profusely at this point. I kept staring at the letter in shock. I just knew we were gonna be burdened with these two major bills for years to come. I didn’t mind when it came to my mama, but I couldn’t say that this wasn’t a huge weight lifted from our shoulders.

“Thank you,” my mother whispered, grabbing his hands. “Thank you.”

“No thanks is needed. Salima is my baby. Whether she likes it or not, as long as she’s mine, she’ll never have to struggle.”

Listening to him say that had me wanting to suck the skin off his big, pretty dick. As soon as I could get him alone, he would get a proper thank you.

“I have some legit business to attend to, but I’ll see you at work tonight,” Deuce said.

I nodded. “Okay.”

Leaning in, he kissed me softly before going to my mother and kissing her cheek.

“Y’all take the car for a spin. Drive like you have some sense, Salima.”

I rolled my eyes. “Bye, Stanley.”

He grinned as he backed away and walked off to his car. I was gonna need another shower because he had no idea how hot and bothered I was right now.

“ B iiiiitch! This shit is niiiiice!” Shar sang, as she approached my car.

When I told her about what Deuce had done, she insisted I come by and scoop her up for lunch today. Since I didn’t have to work until later, I decided to obliger her.

“Girl, you better suck that man’s dick so good his ancestors cum.”

“Oh my God, Sharina!”

She laughed. “I’m just saying. He’s being very husband like right now. A new car in your name and he paid off your mama’s house and medical bills? Marry me, please.”

I rolled my eyes as she climbed into the car. I’d been all smiles all day long. I couldn’t believe this damn man. Telling him no was basically giving him the green light to do whatever he wanted. Still, the way he listened to my needs and desires gave me butterflies.

As I backed out of the parking lot, Shar busied herself with messing with the features of the fully loaded car. She had to touch every button and open every compartment. When she opened the armrest, she gasped.

“Bitch!”

“What?”

Reaching inside, she pulled out a stack of money with a note attached. I hit the brakes as we came to a stop sign. Pulling the note from the cash, I read it.

B ecause you never have to ask. — Deuce

I took the money from her, surprised to see that it was yet another ten racks.

“Shar… what am I gonna do with him!”

“Um, say thank you and go deposit that shit. Suddenly I have a taste for something expensive for lunch.”

I laughed. “Oh really? I guess since you’re my girl, I got you. Oooo we can go to the place he took me and his mama for lunch. The food was so worth the money. I will warn you, it’s not alot of us that frequent there.”

“Girl, I’m not worried about that. I code switch at work all the time. Those hoes swear I went to Bel-Air Academy.”

I laughed as I pulled off from the stop sign. We headed to restaurant, pulling up about ten minutes later. The parking lot was pretty full, but surprisingly, we were able to be seated promptly. We ordered or drinks and food before settling into casual conversation.

“So how are things with you and Mace?” I asked.

“I think I like him more than I care to admit. I’m not trying to put my heart in the hands of a man that only wants to fuck me, Salima.”

“Well, I thought you only wanted to fuck him, too?”

“I did at first, but just kicking it with him the past couple of weeks, I realized we have alot in common. Girl, even my ratchet ass daddy likes him.”

“Wait, he met Uncle Paul already?”

“You know my daddy randomly pops up at my apartment to bring me money.”

“Spoiled ass.”

She shot me a middle finger. “Anyway, Maceo was over the other night when he showed up. I was in the bathroom and when I came out, the two of them were on my couch, passing a blunt back and forth and laughing and talking like they were old friends. They got to talking about sports and shit and completely ignored me.”

“Not Uncle Paul stealing your man!”

“Right, knowing he’s never that damn friendly. I had to make him leave.”

I had to laugh at her. “Let him make a friend, boo.”

“He can make a friend his own age. Now every time I talk to him, he has to ask me about the nigga with the good weed.”

I covered my mouth to keep from laughing out loud. That sounded like Uncle Paul. I loved that man. He was never anything but himself and you had to respect it.

We continued talking while we ate, mostly about the Dillinger brothers. Shar and I did everything together, so both of us being interested in them wouldn’t come as a surprise to anybody. When her lunch hour neared the end, I paid the bill, and we left the restaurant. After dropping her back off, I went by the bank to deposit the remaining cash into my account before heading home to take a nap before it was time for me to head to work myself.

Seven rolled around before I knew it and the next thing I knew, I was pulling into the parking lot of the lounge. As I got out of my car, and started walking in, I was met with a few stank eyes from the other girls. I was so tired of these bitches. It didn’t matter that I stayed out of the way. I came to work, made my money, and minded my business.

Yet still, my name was always in somebody’s mouth or somebody’s eyes were rolling in my direction. I brushed it off as I strutted into the building. After placing my things in my locker, I went upstairs to Deuce’s office. His car was in the parking lot, so I knew he was here. Lightly, I tapped on the door.

“Come in.”

When I opened it, I found LeAnn sitting across from him. A smirk found its way to my face as I closed the door and strolled over to my man. He backed his chair away from the desk and motioned for me to sit on his lap. When I did, his hand gripped the back of my neck, and he pulled me into him for a kiss. Of course, his nasty ass had to slip his tongue into my mouth.

LeAnn cleared her throat.

I giggled as I turned to face her. “Good evening, LeAnn.”

“Salima,” she said, with much disdain. “Shouldn’t you be preparing for your shift?”

“I won’t be long. I just wanted to see my man.”

Deuce grinned. “Are we done here, LeAnn?”

She rolled her eyes as she stood. “Yeah. We’re done.”

Grabbing her things, she walked to the door with me following behind her. As soon as she was on the other side, I closed and locked it. Turning back to Deuce, I strutted over to where he sat at his desk, eyeing me lustfully. I’d purposely worn a short skirt tonight, just for him. It stopped a little below my ass and if I bent over, my goodies would be on display for everyone to see.

My top was a simple white v-neck that I tucked into the skirt. I dressed up the outfit with silver jewelry and a pair of heels. My hair hung in the wash-n-go curls I’d been sporting all day.

“You gon’ make me fuck you up with that shit on,” he said as I approached him.

I chuckled. “You don’t like my outfit?”

“Hell yeah, I do. I know these niggas are gonna like it, too.”

Placing my hands on either side of the chair arms, I leaned into him and pecked his lips.

“I only have eyes for you, baby.”

His eyes trailed me as I dropped into a squat in front of him.

“Whatchu doing?”

“Giving you a proper thank you for the many wonderful surprises today.”

I undid his slacks and slipped my hand inside. His dick was already semihard as I pulled it out. My mouth immediately salivated at the sight of it. Spitting on the head, I used it to lube him up. Once he was fully hard, I kissed the head before taking him deep into my mouth.

“Fuck…”

He groaned as I worked him in down to the base. I sucked him slow and steady as I looked into his eyes. A deep frown had formed on his face, and hit bit his lip as he watched me. Up and down, my head bobbed. With every stroke of my mouth, he released a curse.

“Shit!”

“Fuck!”

“Goddammit, Salima!”

Popping him out of my mouth, I sucked his balls as I continued to jack his dick.

“Thank you, baby.” I purred as I planted kisses all over his shaft. “You’re so good to me. I just wanna be good to you, too.”

He hissed as I deep throated him again. This time, I sucked him harder and faster, causing him to twitch in his seat. His hand went to the back of my head, where he gripped my curls.

“You’re good to me, baby,” he declared. “My good… fucking… girl.”

Something about him calling me that only heightened my arousal and sent my head game into overdrive. I made it my mission to suck him dry. I pulled out my bag of tricks and before I knew it, he was shooting off down my throat.

“You fucking throat demon,” he said, causing me to giggle as he stood.

He yanked me up from the floor and bent me over the desk. Pushing my skirt up, he pulled my boy shorts down and smacked my ass. Spreading my cheeks, he placed the head of his dick at my entrance. In one swift thrust, he’d buried himself deep in my walls.

“Gratitude makes your pussy this wet?” he asked. “I might have to spoil you more often.”

He gripped my hips as he repeatedly filled me with every inch of him.

“Oooo fuck! Oooo shit! Right there!”

He slapped my ass again, the sound echoing throughout the room. I was sure anybody walking by could hear us, but I didn’t care. His dick was so good that I wouldn’t care if Mother Theresa, Gandhi, or Rosa Damn Parks were listening.

“Deuce… oh my God! I’m gonna cum!”

“Whatchu’ waiting for. Let my pussy do what she does best for daddy. Give me that nut.”

As though all she needed was his permission, my pussy went into a frenzy. My walls tightened around his shaft and the next thing I knew, I was hit with a body shaking orgasm. With a final thrust, he spilled his seed deep inside of me. I collapsed against his desk, panting heavily.

“Shit!” he declared, pulling out of me. “Now I’m gonna have to hear LeAnn’s mouth.”

I giggled as I stood upright. “LeAnn will live.”

He shook his head as he led us into the bathroom in his office and cleaned us up. I brushed my teeth and made myself presentable for he walked me to the door.

“Have a good shift,” he said, pulling me into his chest.

“We’ll see.”

I pecked his lips before walking out the door. As I walked back into the employee lounge to grab my apron and whatnot, I was greeted with glares from a few of the other girls. I ignored them as I went to my locker.

“That’s a nice car you’re driving,” said the one named CiCi.

I smirked. “It is, isn’t it?”

“I didn’t think you were making those kinds of tips.”

“And you’re clocking my pockets because?”

She laughed. “Just trying to figure out the perks of fucking the boss. If he’s that generous, I might have to slide him some pussy too. Get in where you fit in, right?”

I finished tying on my apron and stuffed my pens and notepad into the pockets. Closing my locker, I slowly walked over to her.

“Bitch… if you ever think you’re bold enough to offer my nigga some of your loose ass pussy, you’re gonna be sipping your meals through a straw by the time I get done with you.”

“Are you threatening me?”

“Not at all. That’s a fucking promise. That goes for the rest of you bitches that keep speaking my name with your dick suckers. Mind the business that pays you.”

I walked out of the room and headed for the main floor. These hos were not about to fuck up my night.