Part 22 (2/2)

Yuri walked into the room, hit the lights and placed the briefcase on the table and her light jacket on the chair. She moved to the bathroom to freshen up before the Boss, who doesn't do late, was at her door.

When Yuri exited the bathroom, she rubbed her hands together in antic.i.p.ation. She tried to shake her nerves, but couldn't; just the idea of being next to him had her feeling like she was a virgin all over again. As she moved to the wet bar to pour herself a drink, a pattern of knocks rang out on the door.

”s.h.i.+t,” Yuri jumped, and then headed to see who was there. She looked out the peephole then unlatched the locks as the b.u.t.terflies in her stomach did the s.h.i.+mmy.

”Good evening,” she said softly as he pa.s.sed through the doorway.

”Good evening,” Kayson responded, heading into the room.

”Please have a seat,” she offered, closing the door.

Kayson moved to a chair at the dining table and sat back.

”I have everything on the table and I believe after that, we are done until the next deal,” she said as she moved to the bar to get a drink.

”Be you with me tonight,” Kayson said, stopping her in her tracks.

”Excuse me?”

”Why you use liquor to mask your mode? Just be you,” he said from his seated position.

Yuri walked over to where he sat and stood directly in front of him. ”Can I sit on your lap while I'm trying to be me?” she rubbed down the side of his face speaking a little over a whisper.

”This is a big girl's seat; you gotta be able to handle about this much d.i.c.k to ride this ride,” he held his hand far apart.

”I think I can handle it,” she said, straddling his lap and pus.h.i.+ng her c.l.i.t right up against his thickness.

”Why is it your personal quest to f.u.c.k me?” Kayson rested his hands on her thighs, looking deep into her eyes.

”I want to feel you inside me,” she rubbed her hands over his, then brought her nose under his chin and breathed in his aroma. ”I want to know why these women bow to you. I want you to make me understand why that b.i.t.c.h is so loyal to you,” she whispered in his ear as he allowed the Enforcer to join her illusion.

Yuri grinded slowly against him, stimulating her c.l.i.t till it began to throb. She looked him in the eyes as the tension from his zipper and throbbing d.i.c.k caused little contractions to take over her c.l.i.t. Yuri grinded a little faster as the excitement of his size forced her movements.

”Is that what you think? You think d.i.c.k makes them obey me?” Kayson asked, allowing her hands to have the pleasure most woman only dream of.

”I know that's what it is,” she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her breast to his chest. Her whole existence was on fire as she was finally in the position she had been fantasizing about for months.

”Let me show you something,” Kayson said, removing her arms from his neck just as she was on the brink of wetting his jeans. He rushed her over to the wall placed her hands on the wall above her head and spread her legs.

Yuri's breaths quickened as his hands did whatever they wanted with her body. Kayson rested the rock right between her b.u.t.t cheeks and she arched her back to feel his heat.

”You think you can handle being on a Boss's team?”

”Yes...”

”You gotta be willing to do whatever I need, whenever I need it,” his words eased over her ear and neck as her mouth craved to taste him.

”Whatever you need,” she panted as his hands rose up her stomach and rested on her breast.

”And you think that he can make you do what I need you to do?” he asked as his hand griped the opening in the back of her jumper and pulled it at the material tearing it and exposing her perfect caramel a.s.s cheeks. Her all-white G-string rested between the crack accentuating her s.e.xy.

”I know he will,” she mumbled, gasping for air as his hand slid up her chest and around her throat.

Kayson pulled at her panty string causing it to pop back in place. Yuri welcomed the sting and tooted her booty a little more; she wanted him to know he could get it.

”You ain't ready for this, baby,” Kayson stated firmly. ”This d.i.c.k gotta be earned,” He said, leaning into her. ”That b.i.t.c.h, as you like to call her, is not loyal to me because of what I do with this d.i.c.k. She is loyal because of what I won't do with it,” he released Yuri from his grip and stepped back.

Yuri turned around holding her clothes together.

”I'll be in touch,” he turned around real smooth heading to the door. ”Hold on to that money for me. I'll tell you when I need it,” he continued out the door.

Yuri watched as he exited the room and instead of feeling insulted, she felt an intense thirst for him. After tonight, she knew that the power he possessed wasn't just between his legs and she wanted him to pour it all over her entire existence.

Chapter 26.

Heated Kayson drove through the streets of New York looking at the people hustle around trying to get closer to their dreams. He thought back to when he was in the streets hustling around from one block to the next. Now he had a team of men ready to give their lives for that same hustle. Kayson thought about how he had moved so far away from the hustle and now he was back street level.

”This can't be what this s.h.i.+t is about,” he thought as he realized he was back to where he had started from. The streets knew his reputation well; but they didn't have a recent reminder that he built this s.h.i.+t. Kayson vowed that from this day forward, he was going to let it be known who the f.u.c.k he was.

He pushed on through the streets watching as the sun began to leave the sky. He was trying to find some calm to release the anger in his heart. He brought up memories of the children which brought him a small amount of solace and in those seconds, the flashes of the next n.i.g.g.a f.u.c.king his wife almost damaged the love he had built for her. He then saw KoKo's smile followed by the sound her of laughter; which moved the images and his reason why he breathed each breath came clear to his mind. His anger began to slowly simmer and just when he started to relax the crease in his forehead, his cell went off.

”h.e.l.lo.”

”Where you at Boss?” Baseem said into the receiver with a little urgency in his tone.

”Why what's up?”

”We gotta call a meeting. These n.i.g.g.as think we playin'. We got a little rivalry in the ranks.”

”Where you at?” Kayson asked, turning the corner.

”We at the pool hall.”

”I'm on my way.”

”Nah, we good; we got it. I was just putting you down,” Baseem tried to redirect the energy.

”I ain't ask you s.h.i.+t. Be ready to open the door when I get there,” Kayson disconnected the call.

Kayson walked through the door of the pool hall and everything fell silent. He looked down at his watch then scanned the room. ”I'm the only m.u.t.h.af.u.c.ka in this room that can afford to play games. A broke man is always working on strategy, but a comfortable man will always stay broke,” he shot his eyes around the room once more connecting with his head men.

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