Page 28 of Giving Him Something He Can Feel

Sex with Virtue always made me feel like I was opening up different dimensions.

Like somehow I was around here plane jumping every time I climbed between her legs.

Virtue was dangerous, because not only was she addicting as fuck but she had the ability to make a man feel like he was at his highest with just one look.

The entire time we were at the pool hall tonight, I was only thinking about one thing.

Getting her back to the crib was at the top of that list.

“Yo, you gotta keep it down because I’m not tryna have baby girl bust up in here on us.” I hit her deep, while my hand covered her mouth. The bathroom was right next to Adorie’s bedroom, which meant I either had to control the noise or get out of this shower and lock the door.

“I can..nn’t,” she barely pronounced can’t with way more ns’ than I knew were in the word. “Baby you’re—you’re breaking me,” she said that but thrusted her pelvis up against me every time I thrusted into her, holding her gliding ass in place while I assaulted her center with a vengeance.

With her wrapped legs around my waist, she slid up and down the marble wall in pure ecstasy, face reflecting everything I was doing to her body. I needed this shit, fuck it, I needed her ass.

From the moment I paid the babysitter and locked the door behind her, I was on Peach’s ass.

Before following her into the shower, I made sure to check in on Adorie who was sound asleep in her bedroom.

I stepped in, putting the cover on her and tucking her in before exiting just as quick as I had entered.

Now here I was wishing I’d locked the bathroom door, because ain’t no way Adorie didn’t hear her loud ass mama.

“I…I…fuckkk.” She cried out every time I forced her ass down. She knew that running shit was a no go with me.

“You what, Peach?” I taunted.

“I think.” My understanding of her sentence ended there, because by now she was moaning intelligible words while I pumped into her viciously in attempt to make her cum.

“I got… gotta pee.” She moaned out bringing a smile to my face.

“No you don’t baby, let that shit rock,” I said seconds before she exploded like the ripest tomato on the vine and I was right behind her, filling her slick folds with nothing but me. Every fucking thing I had at the moment.

I don’t know what time it was when I opened my eyes, sleep interrupted by the constant vibration of a phone on the distant nightstand.

I knew it wasn’t mine, because throughout my slumber I’d reached on my side thinking it was my own over a million times.

With my eyes now open, I realized that it was her phone, because not only was it flashing but it was also vibrating hard as hell against the wood.

Peach could sleep through anything, so I didn’t expect her to get up and get it, so I got it.

Reaching across her, I grabbed the phone ready to lay into whomever was calling at this time of morning.

“If it’s my mother, tell her I’m sleep,” she moaned out.

I laughed, because apparently she did hear her phone, but she just decided to ignore it.

When I saw the no caller ID I knew it wasn’t her mother. Somebody was calling her private. Curiosity got the best of a nigga, because within seconds I clicked the green circle and mashed the phone against my ear.

“About time you answered my call, Virtue. I just want to meet my fucking daughter, but you’re making this shit so difficult.

You have left me no choice but to take you to court, because this I’m not standing for.

You have my child around thugs and criminals, but you won’t even let me see her.

I’m calling to let you know I’m going for full custody. My wife and I will ra?—”

I didn’t need to hear any more of that bullshit, so I hung up.

Threatening mine had just put his bitch ass on the top of my list. Though I knew he was making idol threats, I didn’t like the fact that he thought he could.

I damn sure didn’t like the fact that he was bold enough to harass her, because apparently she hadn’t been answering his calls.

I had told the nigga to get a hobby, but I see he couldn’t find one so now I had to see about his stupid slow ass.

Fucking with mine would help a nigga lose his life, and on me it was just that easy.

My thoughts stopped when I heard a small tap at the door…

then another one followed by Adorie’s little voice.

“Muhhmy.”

I hopped up from the bed, rushing the door. When I opened it, Adorie was standing outside of it scratching her head with one hand and using the other to hold her iPad.

“I can’t sheep,” she whined as I leaned down to pick her up. I caught her iPad just in time, because as soon as she was in my arms, she let that motherfucker go.

With her head on my shoulder, I carried her into the kitchen to find her a snack and calm her down. I knew enough about her to know that she was food motivated like a motherfucker.

“We watch cartoons?” She lifted her head from my chest looking up at me.

“You want to?” I couldn’t help it that shorty had me wrapped around her finger.

She nodded her head wildly almost head butting my ass in the chin. “Pahcorn too?”

I chuckled. “Yo’ mama gonna kill us, shorty.” Seconds later I sat her down on the countertop and began to move about the kitchen.

“Mhmmm.” She smiled deviously.

I located the popcorn a few minutes later, and it didn’t take me long to pop it. I knew the trick to that shit. Never listen to the instructions, that was how you got yo’ shit burned.

After I finished with the popcorn, getting us both cups of juice we settled in on the sofa in the living room.

Of course she was bossy just like her moms, so we ended up watching Disney’s Princess and The Frog.

I don’t know how much of the movie I actually paid attention to before I passed out.

Shit, the last thing I remembered was shorty feeding me soggy ass popcorn in my sleep.

When I woke up, Adorie was asleep at the end of the sofa now fully dressed instead of in her PJs. Picking my head up, I also spotted Peach walking right into the living room.

“Somebody is up.” A smile crossed her beautiful face, before she went toward the kitchen.

When I stood I stretched. Peach had the most comfortable for the moment type of furniture. Once satisfied with my stretch, I found my way behind her, pressing my body into hers. “Where you going?”

“To the restaurant. You and your sleepy best friend enjoy your movie night?”

I laughed. “Did we? Only thing missing was her mama, but you get a pass considering the fact that you took some major artillery last night.”

She cackled. “Why thank you, but no thank you. Now I have to deal with her grumpy little ‘tude because she’s going to be sleepy.”

“Nah, you don’t. Leave her here with me. I might do a lil’ bit of moving around today, but nothing too major.” Her bitch ass baby daddy flashed into my mind.

Peach turned around and looked at me for a moment, trying to gauge if I was serious or not before just asking. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

“I’m just saying, I know she can?—”

“Nope, I got it. We’ll be straight. ”

“Okay.” She made my plate, then handed it to me before continuing to get ready to leave.

The entire time I watched her moving around while stuffing my face with what she cooked.

A nigga could straight up get used to this shit, because even though she was trying to leave out by a certain time she still made sure I was straight as well as baby girl.

By the time Adorie and I left the crib, Peach had been gone for at least two hours.

She was settled into her office by the time I called her asking how the fuck I was supposed to set up the fucking booster seat.

She’d shown me once, but my focus was on her ass rather than the instructions she was giving.

This time I had no choice but to get it.

“Wea we go, Trek?” Adorie asked from the back seat as we drove in the direction of where I was supposed to be meeting Cruz.

“To get my hair done. A nigga is out here looking bad, Dorie.”

She giggled in the back seat, before her eyes went back to the screen of her iPad. For the duration of the drive to the mattress shop, she was preoccupied, and I was in my thoughts. Cruz hopped in as soon as I parked.

“What’s up nigga? What the fu?—”

“Yoo,” I interrupted his sentence, using my head to point to the back seat to where I know Dorie was listening to him and paying too much attention. Because I had my music turned down, I knew exactly when she turned hers off or paused it.

“Oh, what’s up lil’ mama?” he greeted Dorie with a big toothy ass grin. The type that let me know he had some smart shit to say when she wasn’t listening.

She waved. “We get snack soon, Trek?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.” Then seconds later the headphones started again. She was officially tuning us out, which meant we could talk candidly.

“Never thought I’d see the day.” He set back in his seat.

We conversed back and forth about what I needed from him while I got my hair lined up. I gave him old boy’s full name and asked him to get me whatever he could between the time he dropped me and Dorie off at Freddy’s.

While I got my hair cut and lined up she sat on my lap the entire time oblivious to what was going on around her.

Niggas loud as fuck talking shit. Shop talk, and shorties cutting the hair as it hit the ground.

It was a regular day in the shop, except here she was.

In my space, like she belonged to me. Didn’t she though, especially because her mama damn sure did, so it was settled.

The kid belonged to me because her mama was mine.

All of this shit was new to me, the comfortability, reassurance, and most of all the questionable little eyes that looked at me with more trust than I had in myself. My kid.

When I was finished and evicted from the heavy thought process going on in my mind, I paid Freddy and we bounced. Cruz was double parked in front of the shop on the busy ass boulevard. Once I had her snapped in and set up, I rounded the car climbing into passenger side.

“You got that for me?” I asked as soon as I was settled in.

Cruz chuckled. “Here lil’ mama. I got you a slice of pizza and some apple slices.” Of course Adorie clapped her hands happily as he handed her food to the back seat. “Yeah, pops I got your shi—stuff,” he answered after he had her situated.

“What did it sa?—”

“You wanna go handle that right now?” He asked, pulling from the middle of the street. Cars honked, but he didn’t give a shit, he was too focused on my answer.

“What do you mean now?” He had me confused at this point.

“Nigga is in Grant Park teaching his son’s little league.”

“How you know that?” I cut my eyes in his direction.

“Niggas put their whole lives on the media for a few likes and some reactions.” He shook his head in disgust. “So, we pulling up, or what?”

I turned my head looking out of the window, before looking in the side mirror and seeing lil’ mama playing like her apple slices were airplanes. The girl was mine regardless, right?

“Yo’ she greedy as fuck. Lana was like that at her age,” Cruz’s words interrupted my thoughts.

I chuckled. “Leave my lil’ baby alone.”

“Yo’ lil baby, huh? You ready for that? That ain’t some shit you can take back after you step into that space.”

I nodded. “Her mama ain’t going nowhere and neither is she. That’s me.”

I felt his eyes, before he ultimately said, “Grown ass man shit.”

“Pull up.”

He laughed. “I already intended on doing that. You know what’s fucked up?”

“What?” I finally looked in his direction.

“Err’body growing up and slowing down except Ayce. The fuck it’s gonna take for him to see?”

“Probably catching something that strong ass antibiotics can’t even get rid of.” I shrugged. “He young though, and in his prime. Give him time, shit the same time you need. I saw old girl the other night.”

He laughed. “Did you? Shit you should’ve seen the broad she was with. I had a good night too.”

We pulled up a few minutes later. With Adorie’s hand in mine, I walked her over to the bleachers with my cousin in tow.

I picked her up and sat her on the third one from the top, before I looked out at the field for old boy. When I didn’t see him, I sat down next to her.

“We play football, Trek?” she asked, big brown eyes beckoning me to answer.

“No, lil’ ma. I’m here to see a friend. You’re gonna chill with Cruz while I go talk to him, okay?”

“Yo’ left coming out of the dugout,” Cruz spoke.

“Bet. Did you hear me, Adorie?” I peered at her waiting for an answer.

“Mhmm. Stay with Cru.” She nodded, burets slapping against the side of her face.

“Good, I’ll be right back.” I walked off in the direction of this bitch ass nigga who didn’t want shit to do with Adorie for real, he wanted to fuck with Peach.

That much was fucking obvious, but I was about to help him out with that and alleviate that need to fuck with mine right now.

As my big ma’ used to say, I was nipping that shit in the bud.

“What are you do—” he started, but I held my hand up halting his sentence.

“You know who I am?” I asked looking out at the kids running back and forth waiting for some sort of instruction from their coach. Homeboy was busy right now.

“She sent you here?” he asked, like he was owed a fucking answer. He was lucky Adorie was in the stands because I would’ve stole his ass for answering a question with a question.

“Do you know who I am?” I asked again, damn sure not a fan if repeating myself.

“Ye..”

“Then you know I don’t fuck around, especially when it comes to mine.”

He nodded, keeping his eyes on the outfield. On the kids that were having a fucking ball.

“But she isn’t yours. She’s mine. Both of them are.” Now he chose to look at me. I could see the fear in his eyes though he tried his darndest to hide it.

I laughed. “You know what you want on that stone? All yo’ paperwork filled out?”

“What do you mea?—”

“You willing to die behind that shit you spewing out here? If you know of me, then you know I’ll have you casket ready by tonight while I eat dinner with my family.” My family. My woman. My kid.

“And what am I supposed to do? Just let you raise my daugh?—”

“You ain’t gonna let me do shit. Had you been a different type of nigga and been in her life, then we wouldn’t be here.

Niggas would be able to co-exist, but you round here having losers regret ain’t what’s up.

That being said, don’t think I won’t leave yo’ bitch a widow and yo’ kids fatherless. We got an understanding?”

He looked at me for a while before he nodded. “Yeah.”