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Titan

H ow could I currently explain my life over these last two weeks as anything but amazing?

Bailey was now over the shock of being pregnant and I think that shock was masking her damn libido because that woman has been insatiable.

My baby was always down to have sex except those days when she was on her period, but when I showed her that the only thing a period stopped was a sentence, it was on and popping. But this…this was different.

Yesterday I went through my normal routine.

I always got dressed in my closet because that’s where my large mirror is; nothing new, except this time I put on the new navy blue and black suit I just got back from my tailor.

When I came back into the bedroom, I was dressed but I still needed to put my tie and blazer on.

Bailey was in bed engrossed in her laptop because she was working from home, but when she looked up at me, I instantly saw the hunger in her eyes.

Before I knew it she had me naked from the waist down and was riding my dick until I had two orgasms back-to-back.

Needless, to say my ass worked from home yesterday too after I took my ass to sleep, but I’m not complaining at all.

If my woman wants to slut me out, she can be my guest.

The buzz from my desk intercom brought me back to the present.

Today I was in my office waiting on my brother Torrence so we could go over the final details of the press conference we were going to hold this Friday.

I was going to cancel it because I thought that the news would die down but unfortunately I underestimated Eva’s conniving ass.

While I was living in bliss and getting my balls drained multiple times a day by my sexy ass fiancée, Eva had took her raggedy ass to news crying her crocodile tears about how I rescinded the grant to her husband’s company in bad faith, and I was only doing it out of spite.

And to add the cherry on top, this bitch was trying to sue me for breach of contract.

Although she knew she didn’t have a leg to stand on with this frivolous lawsuit, she beat me to the media; so right now, she had the upper hand.

“What’s up, Royce? My brother here already?” I looked at my watch. I just talked to Tore five minutes ago, ain’t no way he’s already here.

“No sir, your lovely fiancée – the one and the only Ms. Baileyyyyyy!” He shouted over the speaker like he was an announcer at a sporting event. I heard her laugh in the background as I rolled my eyes, her and Royce together were a hot mess.

“Why she still out there? Tell her to get her fine ass to my office. Buzz me when my brother get here.”

By the time I clicked off the intercom, I heard the faint sound of Bailey’s heels tapping across the tile floor leading to my office.

I stood and hurried to meet her at the door, I was confused as to why she was here, but she was always welcomed to drop in anytime she wanted to.

I opened the door and leaned against it so I could watch the sway of Bailey’s hips as she sauntered down the hall to me like a supermodel in her gray two-piece pantsuit and red sky high heels.

She had on a bone straight wig that was parted down the middle and flowed down to her ass that she called a buss down, and I loved how exotic she looked as it blew in the breeze behind her.

When she was within arm’s reach I grabbed her by the wrist and yanked her to me. She giggled when I gripped her ass before she stood on the balls of her feet to give me a kiss when I leaned down for one.

“Hey baby. To what do I owe the honor?” I whispered against her lips before kissing her three more times.

“I came for lunch, I’m starving.” When she reached to wipe her gloss off my lips I nipped her fingertips, and she yelped, snatching her hand away. “What the hell you do that for?”

“You know I don’t like you wiping your kisses off me, I don’t give a damn if you were wearing hot pink lipstick, leave my lips alone.” I kissed her fingertips. I bit and sucked them in my mouth and when she smiled I let them fall from my mouth with a wet pop.

I moved to the side and put my hand on her lower back to guide her into my office.

Before I could follow her, one of my executives called my name, and I fought hard not to cuss him out.

I told Bailey to give me a moment before I shut the door and plastered a fake smile on my face and turned around to see what he wanted.

Ten minutes. That’s how much of my life I will never get back as I stood there and listened to Harold, my VP of sales, go on about something that didn’t even need my attention.

But he was such a brown noser that I wasn’t surprised that in the end all he wanted was praise for a job he was supposed to do.

When I opened my office door, I paused briefly and slammed it with more force than I intended when I saw Bailey's ass naked and her back perfectly arched so that her glorious, juicy ass cheeks were high in the air as she bent over the armrest of my couch.

I reached down and cupped my hard ass dick as I looked at her brown sugar skin glistening in the sunlight coming in through my floor-to-ceiling windows.

Her legs looked wonderful, and the tiny muscles in her legs were pronounced in her red stilettos, which was the only piece of clothing she had on.

She tossed her hair over one shoulder as she looked at me ogling her body.

“You just gone stand there or you gone come over here and take care of me?” Her voice was raspy and filled with need and I grew impossibly harder.

“I thought you were starving?” I smirked as I slowly undid my belt and walked toward her, my eyes never leaving hers.

“I am starving, for you ,” she said, biting her lip as she eyed my erection tenting the front of my briefs when I unbuttoned my pants and they fell slightly down my hips.

“Well, let me take care of that for you; can’t have my woman running around here with an empty pussy… I mean stomach.” I winked at her.

When I was behind her I briefly massaged her shoulder then ran both my hands softly down the dip of her spine until I got to her hips.

“Before I feed you this dick, I need to taste this pussy as an appetizer,” I said, kneeling behind her and palming her ass before spreading them. “We’re both going to leave here full,” I said before I buried my face between her ass to feast on my favorite meal, Bailey’s sweet pussy.

B ailey had a meeting across town with a new client, and I had Lloyd take her.

She had been gone ten minutes, and I missed her already.

I could still smell her Tom Ford perfume in the air, and it was keeping me semi erect.

I was wiping my desk down with a few disinfectant wipes, because me and Bailey had moved our “lunch date” to my desk when Royce announced that my brother was here.

I was drying my desk with a paper towel when I heard Torrence laugh behind me.

“Cleaning up the evidence?” He said through laughter.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I mumbled, walking past him to throw away the wipes and paper towels.

“You think you’re the only man who’s gotten some ass in his office? You looking mighty relaxed, and I can smell Tom Ford Electric Cherry and a vanilla scent, the two scents I know Bailey loves to layer.” When he said that, I whipped my head around so fast I almost got dizzy and glared at his ass.

“Why have you been so close to my woman that you know what she smells like?” I felt my possessiveness take over, and I balled my fists, ready to punch my brother in the face. He smirked and held his hands up in surrender.

“Calm down, caveman. I am only close to Bailey when I give her a hug to greet her. I also dated a woman who wore Tom Ford.” He chuckled as he loosened his tie and went over to the bar in the corner of my office to pour himself a drink.

My brother looked like he was ready to take on the world in his all black Zegna suit.

He normally wore brighter colors, but I learned a while ago that when he wore black, he was ready to figuratively attack and kill whoever opposed him legally.

Which made me smile because today he had a lot a shit ready to go on the attack against Eva and her husband.

“My bad, Tore. I’ve been possessive and protective about Bailey since the moment I met her, and it’s only getting worse now that she’s pregnant—” As soon as the word slipped out I cussed under my breath.

Bailey wanted to wait until after we had her doctor’s appointment this coming Monday to tell our family.

“Bailey’s pregnant?” Torrence said with his eyes wide. “I’m going to be an uncle!” He shouted as he rushed over to me and grabbed my shoulders, giving me a small shake.

“Oh, shit! I’m going to be an uncle!” He repeated it before I could answer his question.

“I have to draw up the paperwork for the trust funds…I have to update your last will and testament…I have to start the college fund…oh shit, I have to baby proof my house; how much do cribs cost? I have to get a crib, a car seat…and a playpen.”

“Hold the hell on…why do you need all that?”

“So, when I take my god baby to my house it will be ready,” he said, looking at me like I was crazy for asking him that.

“Your god baby?”

“Of course! I’m going to be the god father. I’ll draw that paperwork up too,” he said, sitting down in the chair across from my desk.

“We’ll circle back to that, but can you treat this like client-attorney privilege and not tell the family? We want to wait until after the doctor appointment Bailey’s ass kept rescheduling,” I said, rolling my eyes; during her time of shock, Bailey kept moving back appointment. Now she was ready.

“My lips are sealed. Now!” he said, clapping his hands once then rubbing them together. “Let’s get down to business and get this damn cancer name Eva James out of your life for good.”

“Sounds good to me.”

T orrence and I were working for four hours before we took a break, and when I looked at my phone, I frowned.

The last message I had was from Bailey saying she had arrived at her meeting.

Her meeting should have been over by now and she said she was going to call me.

I had Lloyd stay until she was finished, but just in case her meeting ran longer than expected, I called him first.

When his phone went to voicemail after ringing several times, I called right back and got the same result. I dialed Bailey and her phone went straight to voicemail, which was not normal.

Something wasn’t right.

I called again, and this time when I heard the phone line connect, I let out a sigh a relief.

“Bailey, baby where—” I began in a rush, but when the deep male voice interrupted me, my blood ran cold as dread filled my body.

“Well, well, well… if it isn’t my competition, Titan Browning. I was wondering when you were going to call and interrupt my fun,” he said with a sinister laugh.

“Who the fuck is this? And where is my wife?!” I shouted, getting to my feet, rushing to my closet to get my jacket with my cars keys.

When I came out, Torrence was right on my heels as I ran out of my office to the elevators.

I heard him tell Royce to cancel my day, and he barely caught the elevator before the doors closed. I put the phone on speaker.

“Why ask questions you know the answer to? But just in case my sweet Bailey never talked about me, which I can understand, it’s tacky to bring up your first true love to your so-called fiancé. We’ve met; this is Angelo Davis.”

My knees buckled, and Torrence caught me before I could fall.

“Where the fuck is my wife?!” I yelled again.

“She’s not your wife!” He yelled back and he sounded unhinged.

“If you hurt her, I promise, you won’t see tomorrow,” I said through gritted teeth as we reached the garage level. Torrence nodded his head in approval. I’ve never taken a life, but for my woman and my unborn child, I would go to hell if that meant they would be unharmed.

I clicked the button on my key fob and the lights on my Maserati flashed in my reserved spot.

“Aww… there’s no need for threats. I’ll take care of Bailey just like I did last time.

I bet her pussy still tastes as sweet as I remember.

You should have heard her moan as I ran my tongue through her juicy pussy.

” He sounded like he was moaning, and I was ready to kill this bitch ass muthafucka as my vision blurred.

“You’re a fuckin’ dead man walking!” I yelled and when he hung up I wanted to throw my phone against the wall. I was seething and I felt lightheaded. I needed to fuck some shit up and Angelo Davis was going to be on the receiving end of my fury.

“Titan, please; you need to try to calm down. I don’t want you stroking out again like the last time you got this angry.

” Torrence was jogging next to me, and I knew he was right, but how I was feeling in this moment was much worse than that time Eva came to my office because I didn’t know where the fuck to look.

I was fucking scared, because I didn’t know how Bailey was, and she was with the man who sexually assaulted her years ago – she going through God knows what.

I wanted to cry, scream, fight, kill, all at the same time.

“Hurry up! I need to get to her, Tore!” I shouted, going to the driver’s side of the car, and he blocked me.

“You can’t drive this emotional. I’ll drive, and you make calls and find out the last place Bailey was. I have some friends in the force; call District 1 and ask for...” I zoned out as I tried to reel my thoughts in and focus.

I needed to find Bailey like I needed breath in my body.