“Don’t be sorry. You got what you wanted, right? You two are raising your son together, right?”
“No.”
“So, he still didn’t choose you?”
“No.”
“Pity,” I said as I walked over to Imani. She was throwing her ass back with a Henny bottle on top of her head. I hyped her up while I recorded her crazy ass.
“Pardon the interruption, but this message is for Snow. Your baby daddy said you better get your ass the fuck out of this club!”
I looked over at the DJ booth and there stood Cane looking like a pissed off single mother. He was in a Versace robe with his arms folded. All he was missing was a bonnet. “Bitch, you better beat him to the door!” Imani said.
“Girl no.” I continued to enjoy the music as if my heart wasn’t fucking pounding.
Cane walked into our VIP section like he owned it. Hell, it felt like he did the way everyone parted for him. He caught my arm and pulled me onto him. “Get my kids out of this club,” he said against my ear.
“I will, when I’m ready to go,” I said as I turned to walk to the dance floor. I couldn’t get too far because he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me onto him. “I’m not the one to play with,” he said as he held my hips and positioned me on him. My eyes bulged when I felt the hardness of his gun. “How did you get that in here?”
“Don’t worry about that, mama. Let’s talk about you.”
“What about me?”
“You’ve been acting up.” He said as he moved my body from his gun to his dick. “Because you want this?”
“No,” I said.
“Then why the fuck are you here with this little ass dress on?”
“Cane, I’m grown.”
“Be grown when you take this dick too.” He said. “Now let’s go.”
“No, I’m staying,” I said as I started to roll my hips against him.
“You want this club shot up or yours?” He asked.
“Neither. You ain’t want the pussy when it was right in your face, so don’t act like you want it now.” I said. I bent over a little and started grinding my hips against his dick. I looked back at him. I watched the way his teeth sank into his bottom lip as he watched my ass move. I mean, it wasn’t much, but it was definitely moving.
He gripped the back of my neck and pulled me against his chest. “You feel how you got me in front of all these people?” He asked as he pressed his dick against my ass. “You know you're about to handle that, right?”
I nodded. He grabbed my hand and led me out of the club.
Chapter 15
He pulled down the straps that rested on my shoulders until his hands and my dress were both at my hips. He licked his lips as he cupped my breast. His tongue flickered across my nipple before he sucked on it. I let out a light moan as my body arched closer to his mouth.
Slowly, his tongue moved down my body. His mouth paid homage to every bit of this brown skin. His tongue fell past my navel and down between my thighs. He found where I needed him most, then he tasted me. “What’s my name?” He asked between licks.
“Cane.” I moaned.
“Na, it’s daddy to you. Ok?”
I nodded. “Spell it.” He said.
“D.A.D.D.Y.” With each letter I spoke, he used his tongue to trace it onto my pussy.
“OH fuck.” I cried. He pulled my body closer to his mouth, then started sucked on my pussy like it was a fucking mango. My nails clawed down his arms he had wrapped around my thighs. “Cane.” I’m about to cum. I cried. He sucked harder as he pushed two fingers inside. “Ohhhh.” I cried out as I soaked his fingers.
