Page 40 of His Favorite Felon

Chance

I pulled up to Trouble’s spot and decided to skip parking, so I left my truck running, but I grabbed my keys. I headed into her apartment building, taking three steps at a time until I reached her door.

I knocked a few times and then waited. A few seconds later, I heard feet shuffling towards the door and the door unlocking. My Trouble opened the door, looking like pure sin, and I was ready to take her home and never let her out of my sight.

“Hey,” she said nervously.

“Naw. Don’t be acting shy now. What happened to that Daddy talk? You know what? Don’t answer that. Let’s go.”

I grabbed her hand, and she pulled back to reach into the apartment to grab the bag that was beside the front door.

Giggling, she spoke quickly and breathlessly, “Slow down, Chance.”

“I ain’t even gon play with cha’. That daddy shit has always been corny to me, but when you said it… all bets are off.” I turned to face her so she would see me, see what she did to me. I wanted her to see what she created. “I’m taking you home, and I’m gon’ fuck the shit out of you. Then I’ma clean you, feed you, and fuck you again. So, no… ain’t no slowing down. Let’s go.”

She was looking at me like she had fallen in love, in real time. Her cheeks were tinted red, her mouth was ajar, and her eyes were wide. God, she was perfect.

Gently, I tapped her chin with my index finger and lifted it to help her shake off the shocked expression on her face. When her mouth was closed, I used that moment to steal a kiss, which was supposed to be quick but was anything but.

“Let’s go home,” my voice came out strained. She nodded and closed her apartment door.

The ride to my house was quiet. The car was filled with two different vibes. A little of excitement and a lot of worry, especially from me.

Never have I fucked the same girl my brother did, well… not after him, anyway. And right now, I was in my head. I knew for sure Chase’s dick game wasn’t fucking with mine at all, but what if I fucked her so good that she realized I lied, and I wasn’t the Chance she knew? I was one hundred percent sure she’d look at me crazy or call the police.

I was going to tell her before I let anything happen between us. When we arrived at the crib, whatever plan I thought I had went right the fuck out the window. Trouble threw herself into my arms. I caught her with ease. My hands cupped her ass as she wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.

She kissed and nibbled at the skin on my neck. “Fuck me,” she said as she leaned back to meet my gaze. “Please, Daddy.”

She was trying to kill me.

Hurriedly, I made my way upstairs with the same energy as before, taking three steps at a time to reach my room. I placed her on the bathroom counter and turned on the shower. The three showerheads all released hot, steaming water simultaneously. I then returned to Justice, who looked incredibly tempting, giving me intense 'fuck me' eyes, and I knew I had to be cautious and deliberate.

Gradually, I removed my clothes, enjoying the sensation of her eyes on me. Once I was fully unclothed and stood before her in the outfit God gave me, she didn’t hold back from looking. Her eyes remained fixed on me until she was certain I noticed her watching, then she finally broke our intense stare. Her gaze slowly descended over my body. She bit her bottom lip, shook her head lightly, and a slow, alluring smirk appeared on her lips.

“Eyes up here, Trouble.” She gave me her attention and then cocked her head to the side as if to ask “Now, what?”

I parted her thighs and stepped into the space that was once empty. I reached for the hem of her shirt, pulled it up and over her head, then took off her bra with one hand while maintaining eye contact. Her locs hung down, so I was careful not to pull her hair.

Stepping back to admire her and her perfect breasts, which were begging me to taste them. “You are so fucking beautiful. You know that?” It wasn’t really a question I wanted her to answer, but a statement I wanted her to understand.

“I do,” she stepped away from the countertop, “but thank you.”

I took off her shoes, socks, jeans, and underwear. After we were both naked, I went to the shower. Leaving the glass door open, I reached out to her, inviting her to come with me.

She gathered her locs into a makeshift bun, wrapping her hair around itself since she didn't have a hair tie to keep it on top of her head. Once she had secured her hair, she joined me in the shower. I washed her up first, making sure I was being gentle. After I was done, I washed myself. When I went to clean my dick, she reached out to grab me and help me. She started to jerk my shit, and for a reason, that shit had a nigga on cloud nine. Hadn’t felt the mouth or the pussy, and I was already about to explode, but I tamped the beast down.

I gently held her wrist, causing her to look at me with reassurance. “I’m here to take care of you tonight,” I said softly. Carefully, I removed one of the showerheads to rinse away the soap from both of us. Then, I dried us both off, guided her to the bed, and helped her settle comfortably beneath me. I stayed close, ensuring she felt safe and cared for.

I pressed my lips to her shoulder, dropping kisses wherever my lips landed. I let my lips trail her collarbone and up her neck until I reached her lips.

“I could kiss your pretty ass forever, but I’m trying to French kiss that pussy. I know she’s wet for me.” I dropped my hand between us to slowly insert a finger to see how ready she was, and she was soaked.

She moaned my name and arched her back into me. Hearing her moan my name had officially unlocked the beast that I had just tamed. I removed my finger from her soaking pussy, and when she whimpered at the loss of touch, it had me rock hard. I licked, kissed, and nibbled my way down her body. I made sure to show her taut nipples plenty of attention.

When my face finally was in front of her pussy I had to let her know, “Your pussy is so fucking pretty, just the way I imagined.”

I slipped my tongue and dragged it down her slit. She tasted better than I could imagine. She was pushing herself towards me. I could tell she was ready to go, and with the right press of a button. I knew she’d fall apart, easy, almost boneless.