I stopped myself before going any further because I remember what Caine had told me a while ago about how I talk to bitches. He said a certain caliber of bitch can deal with my tone, but they aren’t wifey material. Caine said if I wanted a bitch like Kharti, I had to treat her like a princess. Talk to them like a baby all while fucking them like a slut. Kind of what I was doing to Jalisa before she went to the streets on me. Funny how that nigga got on my nerves, but I remembered all the shit he preached about.
“Look, I’m sure that you know my name, but can I get yours?”
“I’m Toya. Latoya.”
“Well, Toya, I want to come scoop you up one day and take you out on a date somewhere. Get you out of this bright ass store and sit you in a restaurant with dim lights or some shit.”
“You do, for real?”
“I do.”
“Oh, wow. I. I, uh.” She stuttered like I had my pistol to her head.
“Don’t be scared of me, Toya. I know that I have a reputation, but the boogeyman is a good friend to have, don’t you think?” I interrupted her, stumbling over her words with sarcasm.
“Come on. Just one night. I’ll call you and let you know what night works best for me. Is that cool?” I smiled trying to take some of that fear out of her chest. I guess it worked a little because she smirked back at me.
“Yeah, I guess. That’s fine.”
“Alright, put your number in my phone so I can reach you?” I went into my pocket and gave her my phone. Once she put her number in, I put a ten-dollar bill on the counter, grabbed the bag, and left out of the store.
I’m not sure when I will use her number or if a date will happen, but at least she's an option, I’m the kind of nigga that loves an option and to fuck all his options with long slow deep strokes.
Chapter 10
Kharti
The next morning.
I woke up next to Caine, the room still dark and quiet while he slept peacefully beside me. I’d tossed and turned most of the night, unable to get comfortable no matter how many times I changed positions. Now that I was awake again, I found myself watching him sleep. Quiet, peaceful, snoring only low enough to hear because I was so close to him.
I reached across the bed, placing my hand against his shoulder as I tried to turn him in my direction, but the second I moved his body, he shook me off him.
My hand rested on his shoulder as I looked at him, feeling foolish as hell for even trying. The fact that he wouldn't let me turn him toward me made me wonder if he was already pulling away from me because of this baby shit. Just as I told Dragon, I could see happening.
Instead of trying to get him to turn over, I wrapped my right arm around his body and crawled over to the other side of the bed he was facing. After pulling the covers away from the top of his torso, I slid underneath them and found his boxers. I figured I could wake him up on a good note, so I pulled his dick from his boxers gently and put it in my mouth. I instantly started to feel the stiffness on my tongue and seconds before I heard him sucking his teeth.
“Mmm hmm.”
I moaned because I loved making Caine weak. He was such a strong and solid man that him gasping for air or wincing in pleasure was a stroke to my ego.
“Damn Kharti,” he mumbled as I took his dick so far past my tonsils that I retreated after I gagged. I rubbed his dick tightly with my closed hands back and forth while I sucked the head hard like he liked it. I could tell he was about to nut from the way his stomach started to jerk. So, I went harder, sucking harder, and placed his dick in the back of my throat.
However, I was caught off guard when I felt Caine pulling back to take his dick from my mouth.
“Wait, wait, wait, watch out.” Caine pushed my head back.
“Mmm, mm, baby. I want my morning protein.” I joked, trying to continue sucking his dick, but he pushed me back again.
“Kharti, I’m for real, move over right quick.”
Caine sat up against the headboard, holding his dick, pulsating, and gleaming with my saliva.
“Fuck. You almost got me, baby”
I smacked my lips.
“Isn’t that what I am supposed to do, Caine? Make you nut?”