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  “We’re ready,” Cinnamon said bringing me back to reality.

  We were all flying out to Colombia to be by Cole’s side. It’s been three weeks since he was shot and he was starting to make progress. He was now breathing on his own, but was still unconscious. The doctor said the best way for him to improve is if he had the love and support of his family. Stacks wanted the whole family there and as a part of the family, I was going to be there. A part of me felt like it was my fault, even though I had nothing to do with it. I felt as if I should have paid closer attention to Rob, but Stacks assured me that Rob was a grown man and I was his partner, not his babysitter.

  “Colombia with all these kids is going to be interesting,” Cinnamon sighed.

  “We have your mom, my mom, and Anna. We should be fine.”

  I initially wanted to leave the kids with my mom, but Stacks suggested that I bring him so that his kids could have some friends to run crazy with.

  * * *

  “Bae, you good?” Cinnamon asked getting in bed with me.

  “I’m straight, just thinking.”

  “Well stop thinking so much. We’re in this beautiful villa in this beautiful country. Loosen up a bit,” Cinnamon said straddling me.

  It’s been a week since we’ve been in Colombia and Cole’s condition hasn’t changed much. Rob’s number was disconnected, and I was feeling betrayed.

  “Want me to roll up?” my wife asked sensing I was stressed.

  “Please,” I said kissing her.

  I watched her get up and gather the things she needed to roll me a blunt. Man, I loved that girl. She came back, sat in my lap, and rolled me a nice one. Firing it up, she took a few puffs before handing it to me. I laid back and smoked the blunt, while she grabbed the baby oil and began giving me a massage. It was days like these that I loved. When I can just sit back and chill with my wife and bullshit.

  “Keep rubbing on my dick like that and you gon’ make me stick it in ya.”

  “Maybe I want you to,” She said before swallowing my dick.

  “Mmm,” I moaned with my eyes closed, and enjoyed the pleasures of my wife’s mouth.

  CHAPTER 18

  HONEY

  Nothing has been the same since Rob shot Cole. It took me sitting here watching him fight for his life, to realize that I was very much in love with him. My caring what other people would think of me was the reason I reserved my feelings for Cole, but who could fight love? Maybe the third time was the charm and Cole would be my happily ever after. I needed him to pull through; I wanted to finish where we left off and continue on to something beautiful.

  I sat at his bedside holding on to the memory of him giving me head. The way he used the tongue ring on me had me wanting to raise his ass from this damn coma. Everyday my body yearned for his touch. I didn’t wake up to my usual good morning, or I’m thinking about you text, and I missed it all.

  Rob fleeing didn’t surprise me at all. Although he did transfer all of his money out of our joint account, he did leave the account that held three million dollars in it untouched. I transferred that money to my personal account just to be on the safe side. I didn’t want to risk him taking that money away. Hell, if he was going to disappear the least he could do was make sure my son was straight financially.

  “Your ass still here?” Terri said walking up to her son.

  Terri was starting to become a pain in my ass. No one blamed me for what happened to Cole except her. Every chance she got she would antagonize me. Future mother-in-law or not, I will tag that ass if I had to. I dare her to keep fucking with me and I was going to knuckle up with the bitch.

  “Leave my daughter the fuck alone.” My mother came to my rescue. “Can’t you see she’s hurting?”

  “I don’t give a fuck, that’s my son. At the end of the day, hoes will come and go but I will always be here.”

  “You got one more time to disrespect my daughter before it becomes a problem.”

  “And what the fuck are you going to do?” Terri asked getting beasty.

  “I’mma show you why it’s not ok to fuck with what’s mine,” my mother snapped then rolled her neck.

  I was silently rooting my mother on. I knew she didn’t play when it came to us, and she would be the one to give Terri a run for her money. Smirking, I took post next to Cole and grabbed a hold of his hand. I was determined to be the first face that he saw when he woke up.

  Sucking her teeth, Terri walked out of the room and didn’t utter another sound. She knew what time it was. She could rant and rave all she wanted, but a problem with my mother was something she ain’t want.

  “Are you ok?” my mother asked.

  “I’m fine; I just wish he would wake up already.”

  “He’s just resting. He’s gon need a whole lot of energy to deal with you and his mama,” she joked.

  “Mom, do you think I’m wrong?”

  “Wrong for?”

  “Leaving Rob.”

  “Listen sweetie, you only did what was best for you. Instead of being miserable in a situation you didn’t want to be in, you removed yourself.”

  “But Cinnamon worked things out with Chad. I feel like I gave up too easily,” I confessed.

  “You and Cinnamon are two different people with two different hearts. If a situation is forgivable, you’ll forgive, but if it’s not, you won’t. A woman knows how much she can take, and you couldn’t take what was going on. It’s no one’s business that you decided to get a divorce and move on. That’s people’s problem now, always in somebody else’s business,” she vented.

  “Rob killed CoCo,” I blurted out.

  “Mmm, they better find him before I do,” she exhaled. “If you love this boy, be with him. Stop worrying what others will think about you. No matter if you’re doing a good or bad, people will still find a reason to talk. DO what’s in the best interest of you and my grandson,” she lectured.

  “Thanks mom.”

  “Anytime, baby.” She kissed me before giving Cole and I our privacy.

  “See baby, my mom is rooting for us, so you have to get up so we can make it work.”

  I felt his hand twitch, but I didn’t think too much of it. This wasn’t the first time this happened. I remember making a big deal out of seeing his hand move, only for the doctor to tell me it was out of reflex. After making sure Rob Jr. was fed, clean, and asleep, I took a shower and climbed in bed with Cole. Saying a quick prayer, I drifted off to sleep.

  CHAPTER 19

  TERRI

  “You have to leave that girl alone, it wasn’t her fault,” Stacks father said as he entered my room.

  “It is her fault. If she wasn’t messing with my son then her crazy ass ex-husband wouldn’t have shot him,” I fumed.

  “You of all people should know nothing can come between love,” he said before kissing me on the neck.

  Stacks’ father and I have been sleeping with each other since Lala and Stacks’ wedding. We were keeping it between us because we weren’t sure what we were doing yet. I would fly down to Colombia and we would spend time together, but that was just that. There wasn’t any label on what we was doing, so there was no need to let anyone into our business.

  “Mmm,” I moaned when he bit into my flesh.

  “Lay back,” he demanded.

  Lying back, he hiked my dress up and pulled my panties to the side. Sniffing my pussy, he licked all over it before taking it into his mouth.

  “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” I moaned as he grabbed a hold of my pearl and began sucking on it.

  “Eres tan sexy,” (You are so sexy) he muffled causing me to cum.

  Every time he spoke Spanish to me, it did something to my body. I was so attracted to this Spanish talking motherfucker that I was willing to continue on with our rendezvous. Hell, we were grown and we weren’t doing anything wrong.

  Recovering from my intense orgasm, I got on my knees and returned the favor. For him to be Spanis
h, he was hung like a horse. It wasn’t one of those black dicks I was used to, but that motherfucker was still beautiful. It was long, thick and tan, with a pink tip. Sucking the pre cum from the tip, I licked on the head before sucking him whole. I was in my groove sucking the dick while he was playing in my pussy, when a noise interrupted us.

  “OMG, I am so sorry,” Cinnamon apologized before rushing out of the room.

  That mama of theirs taught them no fucking manners. Who walks into a closed room without knocking first? I was about to get up and talk to her, but he pushed my head farther down on his dick, letting me know I had to finish with him first. Just as I was cumming, I felt him shoot his cum down my throat.

  Spilling his nut back on his dick, I used the tip to play with my clit until I bust my third nut. Sucking all my juices of his dick, I got him nice and hard before jumping on him. I bounced my ass up and down on that beautiful monster until I was cumming yet again. I don’t know that they was feeding this motherfucker out here in Colombia, but he had stamina.

  He pushed my legs all the way back, twisting me up like a pretzel, before shoving his dick in my slippery mound.

  “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” I cried out from the impact.

  Smacking my ass, he just continued to pound away. I felt his cold saliva on my clit as he used it as lubrication. He was rolling my clit between his thumb and index finger, while hitting my spot. The buildup was so unbearable that tears started to form in the corners of my eyes. When I finally came, it felt as if I were having an outer body experience. I ain’t never cum so hard and long until I started fucking with this Spanish motherfucker. Now I understood how Stacks was able to use his dick to keep Lala in check.

  “Lay down and go to sleep,” he said sensing that I was going to get up and have that talk with Cinnamon.

  “Aren’t you going back to your room?”

  “For what? I am a grown man and this is my home. I sleep where I please. Plus, I might want more of that,” he said grabbing my kitty.

  For the remainder of the night, we sucked and fucked on each other like horny dogs in heat.

  The next morning everyone was in the kitchen, helping themselves to the breakfast buffet. I was glowing. Dressed in a white, boyfriend shirtdress, and a pair of gold gladiators sandals I pranced around the room as if I were floating on air. I was so doped up on the good dick I got last night that I even walked to my son’s room and took Honey a plate of food.

  “Last night is between me and you,” I whispered in Cinnamon’s ear.

  She made a motion as if she was zipping her lips and throwing away the keys. Satisfied, I took a seat at the table and enjoyed breakfast with my family.

  CHAPTER 20

  COLE

  I tried to open my eyes, but the bright light caused me to close them. Preparing my eyes for the light, I slowly opened them and looked around. I was in a room that was set up like a hospital, but I could tell it wasn’t one. I tried to sit up, but the stinging sensation that I felt in my chest caused me to lay back down.

  “Cole?” Honey sweetly asked, coming out of the bathroom.

  She was dressed in a short, sheer nightdress that instantly had my dick hard.

  “It’s me baby,” I said in a hoarse voice.

  My throat was so dry that it burned as I spoke.

  “OMG, I was so scared,” she cried, coming to my side clinging on to me.

  “As good as your pussy tastes, I would be a fool to die and let the next nigga get it,” I joked, causing a pretty smile to grace her face.

  Honey was as beautiful as the first day I met her. There were days I laid in this bed and heard her cry and pray for God to give us a chance. I was in what they call a resting state. My eyes were too heavy to open, but I could hear everything that was going on.

  “So you ready to be my girl?” I asked motioning for her to get in bed with me.

  “Yes,” she replied snuggling up to me. “I’m so sorry.”

  “Sorry for what? You ain’t pull the trigger,” I responded, tightening my jaw.

  If I ever crossed paths with Rob, I was going to show him how to really commit a murder.

  “What are you doing?” she moaned as I slipped my hands up her dress.

  “We’re finishing where we left off.”

  Hiking her dress up, I spread her lips wide open and toyed with her clit until she came.

  “Get on top,” I groaned, removing my dick from the hospital gown I wore.

  “Maybe we should wait until you fully recover,” Honey suggested.

  “Nah, I’m tryna get up in that pussy now.”

  I smacked her on the ass before tugging on her legs. She got up with her feet planted firmly on the bed, and slid down my pole.

  “Urggggggggggh!”

  “Oh shit Cole, did I hurt you?” she asked, rising up.

  Shaking my head no, I locked my hand around her waist and held her in place. Honey’s pussy caught me off guard. I know she was working with some good pussy, but I didn’t expect for it to feel this good. For a quick second I forgot my identity that’s how powerful the pussy was.

  I tried to match her thrusts, but the burning sensation in my chest had me wanting to cry like a bitch. I was so mad that I couldn’t make love to her how I wanted to, but the way she was moaning let me know she was getting pleasure. I felt her pussy contracting around my dick. I wanted to heighten the pleasure of her nut, so I reached up and grabbed one of her nipples in my mouth. To my surprise, they were pierced.

  Pulling the nipple ring between my teeth, I sucked on her breast until I felt her rain down on me. Sucking in the pain, I pumped in and out of her wetness until I released my seeds in her. I was so out of breath and in pain that I collapsed on the bed.

  “I told you we should have waited,” she said carefully getting off me.

  She laid in bed until she was able to regain her composure. I watched her fix her dress and disappear out of the room. With my hand on my chest, I tried my best to catch my breath but it was hard. The excruciating pain that I was feeling felt as if my chest was on fire.

  Honey returned to the room with a glass of water that I quickly gulped down. The cool chill from the ice-cold water, somewhat calmed the burning sensation that I was feeling. I chewed on the ice and allowed the coolness to sooth my throat.

  “I’m going to go get the doctor,” Honey finally said.

  “No, I’m good. I just want to lay with you in my arms.

  “Are you sure you’re ok?”

  “I’m fine, now come press that fat ass against my dick,” I said with a smile.

  As bad as I wanted to dig deep in her guts, that was going to have to wait. I was feeling like I had the wind knocked out of me. All I wanted to do was cuddle up and go back to sleep. I wanted to have some type of quality time with the new woman in my life, before I had everybody in my face.

  “I love you,” I whispered kissing her on the ear and wrapping my arm around her waist.

  She didn’t respond, but I didn’t expect her to. I didn’t want her to tell me she loved me back if she really didn’t mean it. Now that I had her in my life, I was going to do everything in my power to restore what Rob had broken. It may sound crazy, but I thank that nigga for shooting me. It took me having a near death experience to finally realize the meaning of true love.

  * * *

  “Push 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5. Break.” My personal trainer coached me as I benched pressed.

  It’s been two weeks since I recovered from being shot by Rob, and I was slowly getting it together. Due to the shooting, I lost a lot of weight that I was trying to gain back. Between Honey’s and ma dukes cooking, I was starting to see some progress.

  “Break. Tight work,” my trainer said helping me up.

  “Thanks man.”

  “No problem, see you tomorrow.”

  “Bet,” I responded giving him a pound.

  As I was walking to the shower room, Staci walked passed me. I haven�
�t really been paying her any mind since Honey and I decided to get serious.

  “What’s up bae?” she smiled showing me her dimples.

  I wasn’t going to lie, Staci was toning up and she was looking sexy as fuck. However, I had me a dime piece at home, and there was no way I was going to fuck that up.

  “What’s good ma?”

  “Nothing, just trying to get right,” she replied with a twirl. My eyes landed on her ass and it was sitting up nice.

  “That’s what’s up. But check me out, my girl outside waiting on me so I’ll get at you later.”

  “Your girl? When did this happen?” she asked puzzled.

  “When I decided to stop chasing hoes and man up,” I smirked, walking away.

  Honey was parked in front of the gym waiting for me, in her hot pink and black custom-made Ferrari. She kept saying how she was in love with the car when we went to visit my pops. While we were in Colombia, I ordered it for her, and had it sitting in the garage of our new home when we returned to Miami.

  “Hey baby, you getting big,” she complimented me with a kiss.

  “Aight na, you ain’t trying to see those muscles,” I said flexing. “Where is lil’ man?”

  Being around Honey’s son was starting to give me baby fever. I loved having that little boy around, and I treated him as if he were my own. I couldn’t wait to adopt him and get his name changed though, because I couldn’t stand to call him that pussy ass nigga’s name. I had my goons searching high and low for that bitch ass nigga, and it was like he vanished. If he knows what’s best for him, he better keep that ass in hiding, Osama Bin Laden ass nigga.

  “Bae, take me by my mom’s spot real quick.”

  “Really?” she asked rolling her eyes.

  “Yes, just for a few seconds. You ain’t even gotta get out the car.” I had a safe that was built in the floorboard of my mother’s attic that I wanted to put money in. Ralph and I made it our business to always make sure our mom was straight.

  “You damn right I’m staying my ass in the car. Hurry up, we have to meet up with everybody at the water park,” she snapped, pulling her shades over eyes.