Page 56 of Hooked On A California Kingpin

“You want this dick to be exclusively yours, Sovereign?” He pushed deep inside of me and gripped my ass cheeks tight. Pulling them apart, I could feel him deeper as I fought to catch my breath. Heading towards the steps my nipples grew hard against the silk fabric.

“Fuck me, Malice.” I moaned as I buried my face into the nook of his neck. Taking his flesh between my teeth I bit down hard and rotated my hips to meet each thrust he delivered.

“Tell me this dick belong to you, baby. I swear I’ll fuck the lining out of this pussy all damn night girl.” He started towards the steps and didn’t stroke my pussy like I wanted him to. So I caved in and admitted to wanting his dick for only me.

“This my dick.” I stated out of breath clinging to him.

“Mmhmm, you right as fuck baby. Ain’t no other pussy gripping this dick like this pussy biting.” He plunged deeper inside of me as he took the steps by two, amazing me with his upper body strength. Malice was medium built, his body was beautifully sculpted, solid and hard. When we got to the last step, I could feel my juices gushing out of me with each stroke he delivered.

I frowned hearing feminine moans coming from down the hallway. Malice heard that shit too because he slid out of me fast and pulled his gun from the back of his pants. It was my first time actually seeing his ass with a damn gun. Standing on wobbly legs, I bent down and pulled my gun from my Versace Aevitias platform boots. Malice raised a brow and smirked as I followed closely behind him.

I was ready to kill somebody just for fucking up the lethal strokes that Malice had been delivering since we took to the steps.

“Oh, fuck Papi! Right there!!!” A female hollered at the top of her lungs like somebody was killing her pussy. You could hear how wet she was the closer we got to the door. Wasting no time, Malice pushed the door open, and my eyes got wide as hell.

Roberto was between a mixed looking chick thigh fucking her rough. I bit my bottom lip to keep from laughing so hard because he had a pink Gucci scarf wrapped around his neck. He rotated his hips like he was getting ready to twerk. Each time he pushed inside of the woman, his ass cheeks jiggled.

“Fuck! Mamma Miaaaaa! Squeeze tighter.” He leaned down and bit her pink pebble nipple. I blinked my eyes fast to make sure what I was seeing was real. Malice used the tip of the gun to scratch his forehead.

“Roberto?” I mumbled, grabbing both of their attention. Roberto turned and looked at me and winked with a Cheshire smile on his face.

“What Chica! I told you I was delivert.” He looked at Malice and smiled proudly as he focused his eyes back on me.

“Ju like what you see, Chica?” Surprisingly, Roberto’s dick was a nice size. It wasn’t as big as Malice’s dick, but it was definitely putting in some work. The chick that he was fucking didn’t even care to stop moaning as he kept sliding in and out of her. Her eyes started rolling back and her eyes shut tightly like she was in heaven.

“If my Hermano doesn’t do it like this…”

Malice grabbed me by the hand and slammed the door shut behind us. I couldn’t contain my laughter anymore. I grabbed my knees and roared loud, hearing my giggles bounce off the walls, Malice mumbled.

“Wait until I tell Killa and Big B this shit.” He had turned a shade of red like he couldn’t believe what we just walked in and saw.

We made it to his room, and I stripped out of my clothes. When I turned to look at Malice, he was sitting on the edge of his bed looking confused.

“Is that nigga gay still or does this make him straight.” He looked up at me and my eyes fell down to his flaccid dick. Although it was soft as hell it still laid long and thick against his thigh.

I said nothing as I walked up to him and stood between his legs. I didn’t give a damn about what Roberto had going on. All I wanted was for Malice to fuck me or I was going to fuck him. Seeing that he was still confused by what he saw I picked my left leg up and placed it on the bed as I grabbed my nipples and pinched them, rubbing them between my fingers. I reached down between my sticky thighs and ran my fingers down my slippery slit. Hissing softly, I grabbed the back of Malice head and pushed his head between my thighs.

His tongue automatically went to work, he was eating me so damn good that I couldn’t stand still. I whimpered softly and felt myself on the verge of tears. His thick tongue and the way he applied heavy ass pressure. I’ve never felt so good before in my life.

Malice ate my pussy like he was in love with it. No timid shit at all. Feeling his hands all over me, the way he caressed my ass. Capturing my clit softly between his teeth then nibbling, he sucked the pain away then licked my clit until it swelled up with anticipation.

Right when I was about to cum, he kissed up my stomach then flicked his tongue in and out of my belly button. Leaning back on his elbows, with his dick sticking right up. I straddled him effortlessly and got the dick that I had been craving and waiting for.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

INFERNO

“How many times, she gon’ call?” Killa chuckled as I stared down at my phone then placed it face down on the patio chaise. I looked out towards the beach and stared at Sovereign and Roberto chasing each other on the sand. I had all kinds of thoughts running through my mind and couldn’t stop them even if I tried.

“I never seen you like this homie.” Killa stared at me in disbelief.

“Like what?” I picked my phone up and just stared at it as it continued to ring for the hundredth time. Kenya had become relentless after these past couple of days. She sent long paragraph text messages and emails. She starts calling for little shit, it was evident that she had lost her fucking mind. When I made it back to the states, I was going to have to sit down and make things clearer to her.

“In love, nigga. Look how you staring at her. We all see it, its surprising as fuck but it’s a good look on you.” I raised my brow to that and didn’t say anything. I didn’t think about love. With Sovereign, I knew it had to be something stronger than just liking her. She had me sitting in meetings that didn’t have shit to do with the syndicate nor the Ruiz cartel. I sat beside her because I wanted to be there for her after she opened up and told me everything there was that I needed to know about her.

I slept with Mi’elle a couple of times after Sovereign, and I had that talk just to see if what I was feeling for Sovereign was real. Reality hit me when I was buried deep inside of Mi’elle. I kept picturing Sovereign and the way she felt and realized that I was wasting my time even fucking on someone else.

The only problem was, I didn’t know if I was ready for something so fucking serious. Sovereign had experienced heartbreak multiple times, each heartbreak she created a protective border around her heart. I wanted to be something different for her. I wanted to show her that I could make her happy. She deserved that shit, plus when she was happy it made her beauty stick out even more.