Page 39 of Hooked On A California Kingpin

“Ohhh!” She yelped, lifting those pretty legs around me, until they locked behind my muscular buttocks.

“Yea ohhh, make that pussy bite this dick and shut the fuck up.” I pummeled her pussy until she was shaking on my dick.

Nut number one was out the way, now it was time for me to talk shit. Easing up, fondling her sensitive bud, the sight was comical. Sovereign tried to leap off the bed as she pleaded for mercy.

“My wife can’t be no weak ass bitch. You wanted the power baby, it’s at your fingertips. You not just making decisions for yourself.” I stopped torturing her and picked my movement back up. Stretching her walls felt like I was fighting them. No matter the size of my dick, her pussy squeezed and choked my shit making me twitch inside of her.

“Empress is a treacherous bitch. She will make everything you worked hard for crumble. Take care of that situation and make sure it never leaks into cartel business. Are we clear, Sovereign?” I positioned my dick downwards and pulverized her center. She shook her head side to side refusing to answer me. I guess Sovereign needed a little more motivation.

Spreading her thighs further apart until she was practically doing the splits. I spread her ass cheeks and spit between them. Easing my dick into her tight asshole she looked at me as if I lost my mind. I could feel her body tense up under me. Taking her sensitive clit between my thumb and index finger I offered her stimulation to keep her mind off my initial penetration.

“You the type, that love shit the hard way.” I mumbled, keeping eye contact with her. I inched in painfully slow; I hated going slow but to keep from splitting her ass in half I had to proceed with caution. I didn’t even plan on going all the way in.

“Pleeeeaaassseee!” She begged and that made it worse.

“Oh, now you can talk?” I formed circles on her clit and moved my dick back then pushed forward loving the way her tight ass clenched me.

“You gone listen to me from now on?” I popped her clit twice, her eyes rolled back. She quickly nodded her head up and down but that wasn’t good enough for me. Easing out of her ass, I pushed back into her contracting center and thrashed her shit until she started screaming and speaking in tongues.

“Yes, oh fuck! I swear, I will, I’ll do it! Malice please! Wait!!!!!” I chuckled, wrapping my hands underneath her. She simpered and sniveled, while her soft breast rubbed up against my stomach and chest.

“Fuck you feel so good, Sovereign.” Her pussy was so slippery and wet. I kept forcing myself to focus and not close my eyes like a bitch.

“I’ll never stir you wrong. Just listen to me, I’m king you Queen, you understand?” I laid back and slapped her ass, making her ride me.

“Yes!” Her body and face were drenched, her hair glued to parts of her body and face. She was beautiful and thick; I could really get used to this shit. With more grooming and coaching, Sovereign was gone end up being a match made from the pits of hell for me.

Her body shook, I growled and gripped her ass tight. We came together as she collapsed right on top of me breathing hard. The smell of sex and sweat added with her intoxicating smell had me closing my eyes as I listened to her light snores. I hoped this was good enough to get her stubborn ass to act right in this meeting. This cartel shit was nothing like shit in the states. One sign of weakness would be used against you. Sovereign probably thought she knew a lot, which she did. I just knew more and would have to help her catch up.

Three hours later.

“How did you know all of that about Empress? What all do you know?”

I looked Sovereign over and licked my lips. She had on a two-piece business suit. My favorite part about it was the color, which was red. Her make up was light and her lips burned with red lipstick. She had on big diamond earrings with her wild curly hair tamed better than earlier. A red rose was tucked on the side of her ear. As usual she smelled good as hell. Right now, she was looking like a boss-ass bitch.

“I wired all of your people houses. It’s best to stay ten steps ahead of any future problems. The rest of what you should know, you will find out in due time.” I cut the tip of my cigar then placed it in my mouth. Holding my hand out for her to grab. We walked towards the front of the house we’re my guards stood holding the door open.

“I’ve provided for my sister since we were little.” Her eyes looked off like she was in deep thought.

“I sacrificed myself in the literal sense. I’ve done things that people like you would never understand. When my parents died and disappeared, I stepped up with no clue of which way to go but I made things happen and I provided like I should have. That’s why I know my sister has a good explanation.” She slid into the back seat of the town car as I got in behind her.

“Then your sister bit the hand that fed her,” I concluded. It was hard for her to accept the cold facts, but she had to accept and understand it.

“I can’t kill Empress.” She looked at me, those hazel brown eyes telling a story.

“I never said you had to.” I looked out the window briefly, then back into her fiery eyes. I was always unbothered by the way she looked at me when she thought she was getting a point across. I can see how convincing and menacing she probably looked to her team of weak-ass niggas. That shit only made my dick hard, I loved the challenge that she always presented.

“You can’t kill her either.” I chuckled this time at her choice of words. There wasn’t a soul on this planet that could direct me and tell me what the fuck I couldn’t do.

“I won’t make any promises.” I kept it short.

“If you do something to my sister, I will stop at nothing to –”

“Shut the fuck up, before you say some shit you will regret. That’s the reason why I am willing to wait and let you find out everything you need to know the hard way.” Silence took over the car, my phone chimed alerting me of a new text message. Kenya sent me a picture of her wearing a yellow thong with heart yellow stickers covering her nipples. She took a couple of poses that would normally have me ready to send the private jet to have her bust that shit open. Right now, I didn’t give a damn, so I locked my phone.

Anxiousness surged through me, business in the cartel worked a little differently. I couldn’t go in this meeting drawing my flamethrower and melting this nigga’s face off. He sent a message by courting my mom, I received that message and was ready to make things clear to him.

“This meeting, follow my lead. All you have to do is look how you look and keep your mouth shut.” The car came to a stop. My driver Luca came around to my side of the door to open it. I could see that our guest already arrived.