Part 20 (2/2)

When Baseem was done, he filled their plates with pancakes, Italian turkey sausage and egg omelets with fresh broccoli, cheese, onions and mushrooms. He placed a plate in front of her and took a seat next to her with his.

”Eat, ma; you need to keep your strength,” he ordered, pa.s.sing her a folk.

Goldie sat up and grabbed her plate from the coffee table; she cut into the pancakes, then the meat, and once everything touched her tongue, she began to scarf her food down without talking breaths.

”d.a.m.n, let me find out you kill n.i.g.g.as and you running the organization's cafeteria,” she laughed at the thought.

”I am about getting this money; and that Wells' money is long. Sheeeit...I would be in that mansion cooking s.h.i.+t, putting it in plastic containers, laying a n.i.g.g.a down and then head back to the house and serve that s.h.i.+t. Play wit it,” he said biting into his eggs.

Goldie busted into laughter at the thought. ”You so stupid,” she said as she felt herself sobering up.

After they ate; Baseem sat on the couch turned on ESPN and pulled Goldie close. She nuzzled against him, covering her legs with a thin flannel blanket, then placed her head in his lap. Baseem shook his head thinking about the fun he could be having if he didn't have the line of respect he had drawn for their friends.h.i.+p. He tucked his urges tightly away as he comforted his friend. By morning, Goldie was stretched out and Baseem was laid out next to her. She looked around the room then got up and headed to the bathroom. When she returned, she climbed onto his lap and began placing kisses on his face.

Baseem began to stir and his already semi-hard d.i.c.k began to take on full capacity. ”What's up, ma?” he asked, placing his hands on her hips.

”This d.i.c.k, now run it,” she whispered in his ear. ”I need this, Bas. I need this,” she panted as she grabbed his d.i.c.k squeezing and stroking him to her pleasure.

Goldie was on fire, she hadn't been with anyone since Night and she was feeling the heat rising off of him and wanted to feel it deep inside her.

”Bas, Please...” she purred, grinding against his steel.

Baseem flipped her over on her back and put her legs over his shoulders. He pushed every inch in deep then stroked fast and calculated.

Goldie grabbed him around his neck and looked right into his eyes as she took that d.i.c.k like a champ.

”I want it from the back,” she moaned, pulling her legs away from his shoulder. She got up, bending over the couch and looked back at him with approval. ”Take it,” she purred and he answered.

Baseem stepped behind her and stroked to her speed, watching his steel appear and disappear; heated wetness covered him as he stood in place and enjoyed the ride. He tucked away all guilt and healed her soul with what it craved.

Goldie released and moved back into his pelvis taking all the d.i.c.k he had to offer. At that moment, she was letting down all guards, it was him and her in each second with every pleasurable stroke and tomorrow would have to handle the rest.

Chapter 23.

Family First...

Kayson pulled into the motorcade, parked and hopped on the elevator. The loud sounds of family boomed as she approached the entertainment room; music, television, laughter and food filled the hallway as he ascended toward his peace. Kayson took a deep breath and inhaled the aromas coming from the kitchen; it was his favorite Chicken Alfredo with shrimp and asparagus over linguini. It was about to go down.

Kayson moved into the family room and lit up when he saw Malika standing up in the playpen holding on with one hand and reaching for him with the other. Her little smile made his heart tingle. He walked over and took her into his hands.

”Hey, Daddy's girl,” he softened his voice.

Malika squirmed around, giggling and touching his face.

”What's up, little solider?” Kayson asked Quran as he watched him maneuver the controller to the PS3.

”Hey, Dad,” Quran's little, raspy voice responded without looking up. He made a few more moves then paused and came to where Kayson stood.

”What you do today?” Kayson put his fist out.

Quran hit his fist then ran down his day. ”They made me do my work, then I ate and cleaned my room. I just got a break,” he folded his arms over his chest.

Kayson was tickled, but he didn't show it. ”Look up here at me,” Kayson ordered.

Quran looked up in his dad's eyes.

”Don't ever let me hear disappointment in your voice when it comes to learning,” he paused. ”A wise man will be a wealthy man. But a lazy man who cannot read or write will get cheated his whole life and always be at the foot of the rich. You are a Wells; never let anything stand in the way of learning.”

”Yes, daddy,” he held his father's gaze.

”Always do what your mother tells you; she is in control of all the money,” Kayson smiled and Quran smiled back, nodding his head.

”I love you, dad,” he hugged Kayson's leg.

”I love you too, solider. Go ahead and enjoy your free time,” Kayson rubbed the top of Quran's head.

”You gonna let me spank you later, dad?” Quran giggled as he jogged to the couch and picked up his controller.

”You don't want none of this,” Kayson said, leaving the room with Malika in his arms.

KoKo moved around the kitchen bopping to the beat and mouthing the words to Sade's, ”Sweetest Taboo”: as she loaded the dishwasher and prepared to fix plates for dinner. Kayson watched her try her hand at singing and just shook his head.

”Why don't you let her do it, baby,” he said, walking up behind her.

”Shut up, I can sing,” she tilted her head to the side.

”I know, baby. I just don't want you to hurt yourself,” he leaned in and kissed her lips.

”Whatever, Mr. s.e.xy. You ready to eat?” she asked, then kissed his lips again.

”I want to eat you first,” he mumbled between kisses.

”Be good, your children are up and I want to be put out of commission tonight. No quickies, baby. I need you to put in some real work. Plus, I gave Mariam the evening off,” she released him from her grip.

”Sheeiit...I always put in real work. That's why you be crying, begging and trying to escape,” he spat back.

”Not tonight. I want every inch deep and long.”

”Malika, you hear your mommy? She's a bad girl.”

”I'ma be real bad tonight and I want to be chastised for it,” KoKo said, running her hand over the Enforcer.

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