Page 16 of His To Obey

We gathered our things and headed down the trail. Chauncey’s head was still deep in his phone. He told me when we started the jog that he was dealing with some radio show beef. My focus wasn’t on him though. It was on what the fuck could be going on with my little sister and my best friend since high school.

When we made it back down, I hugged Thea and dapped everyone else up. I pulled Prosper in a little tighter and gave him a look. He reassured me he wasn’t on no bullshit. For now, I would let the shit ride. Like I said we have been friends since high school and he ain’t ever gave me a reason to believe he wasn’t solid. But I was home now and would be paying attention. Don’t get me wrong, Thea is grown and free to live her life. But there was a code between homies, and you just don’t cross that shit.

Igot a call from my assistant saying I needed to come back to St. Louis for a meeting Wednesday. It was important and had been scheduled months ago. I jumped on a flight and made it here a little before midnight. I was tired as fuck but needed to work on a plan for how I would juggle my roles.

I have been back home the last couple nights preparing for the meeting opting not to go in the office until Wednesday. I knew if I did, I would overwork myself and doubt my decision to leave. This shit felt like home and I was comfortable here. This would without a doubt be harder than I thought.

Knocks sounded at my door, and I knew exactly who it was. Not many knew where I laid my head so I knew it could be one or two options. Peeking through my peephole I knew that frame anywhere. Even in the trench coat she was wearing the hips stood out. I removed my hand from my pistol tucked in my sweats and unhooked the latches. She turned and stared at me seductively.

“London.” I spoke scanning her frame. Her trench coat wrapped around her tightly, but her triple D breast oozed out the top.

“I seen you were back in town. Can I come in?” I stood off to the side and let her in. Turning around I locked up before turning back around to her. She had dropped her coat and stood in front of me in a purple lace thong and matching bra. She rocked side to side flexing her thighs and calves in her stilettos. “I missed you.”

“Oh yea?” I moved towards her slowly and wrapped my hand around the front of her neck. Pulling her toward me she lifted her head and bit her lip. I inched towards her face, so close our lips was damn near touching. “Show me. On your fuckin’ knees.” I spoke out harshly in a raspy tone. She licked my bottom lip causing me to squeeze her neck tighter.

She didn’t hesitate to drop down and assume the position I put her in every time she showed up. This position was first to show her submission, if her or any female refused, I send their ass packin’. I control sex, no matter what.

Pulling out my dick I stroked it before slapping it on her nose and lips. She moaned and stuck out her tongue. I rubbed my precum on her awaiting tongue before slapping it a few times. She smiled waiting on me to fill her up. Rubbing my shaft in and out of her open mouth I went slow to wet my shit up. She twirled her tongue around me trying to savor every inch of me. Once I was soaking wet in her saliva and could feel it damn near running down my nuts, I grabbed her by her chin and jammed my shit in her wide awaiting mouth. She gagged hard when I hit the back of her throat causing me to hiss out and moan like a bitch. She looked up at me with watery eyes and satisfaction that she was doing a good job.

“Yea, that’s a good girl, baby, just like I taught you. Take all my shit. Relax your throat and breathe through your nose.” She nodded and hummed. I grabbed her by her hair and slammed repeatedly into her soft wet ass mouth. “Yo open wider and watch your fuckin’ teeth.” I spoke as I slammed in and out of her. Tears and saliva streamed down her face on to her large breast. Watching them glisten turned me on even more. Pulling out I squeezed them together and stuck my dick between her large soft mounds. She licked the top of my shaft allowing the stream to keep me lubricated.

“I love when you fuck my breast daddy.” I pushed faster between them giving her exactly what she wanted. This shit felt so good. Her skin was so soft and her racing heart against my shit caused it to throb. She used her small, manicured hands to push her breast closer together making a small tight hole. I could feel my nut building, but I wasn’t ready to bust yet.

“Stand up and touch your toes.” She blushed before rushing to do as I instructed.

I stepped back allowing her to get up and remove her thong. She reached down cupping her ankles and bringing her nose to her knees. I bit my lip noticing the gold butt plug with an image of a Pharaoh on it. Her freaky ass stayed doing shit like that and it turned me the fuck on. She could also take dick so I would undoubtably keep her freaky ass around.

I met London a year after I started the firm here. Her and her pops attended an event I was hosting to bring in clients. She wore a silver tight fitting dress with heels that strapped around her legs and up her calves. She had her hair pulled up in a bun with some little diamonds all around.

Her ass looked good as hell, and I couldn’t stop watching her all night. She worked to the crowd, laughing and joking with everyone she touched base with. But she was watching me as hard as I was watching her. Hours into the party when everyone was good and lit, I pulled her to the private restroom and fucked her senseless. Her ass has been addicted since and honestly so was I.

Reaching into the drawer next to the front door I grabbed the leather restraints and a condom. Strapping each ankle to her wrist I secured them making sure she couldn’t move. Slipping on the condom I rubbed the tip on her awaiting juices before easing into her. We both moaned out as I filled her up from behind. Lifting her up I walked her over to the wall pressing her back against the cold surface. Placing my palms against the wall above my head to give me leverage I beat her shit like it owed me money.

“Oh yes, please just like that, oh my God. You are so big, baby.” She moaned, I slapped my hand on each of her ass cheeks and continued my assault on her pussy. “Pharaoh, mmm, shit daddy.” Her calling me by my name had my mind wandering back to Blythe’s pretty ass.

I loved the way my name sounded coming off her tongue. She said it with such finality and held my gaze like she had a point to prove. I imagined me slow stroking her body and rubbing all over her butter soft skin. Making her beg for mercy and screaming how good I was making her body feel. Sticking my tongue in her pussy and listening to her moan her praises for how good it was. Deep between her walls and her telling me to go deeper.

I could feel my nut rising at the thoughts of Blythe and I couldn’t hold my shit back any longer. I grabbed London’s waist and banged into her with more force. I knew I was gonna have to repair the wall because I’m sure her body print was gonna be imbedded in the surface.

“I’m bout to cum daddy, cum with me.” Twisting the anal plug inside of her, I thumped it a few times before pulling her to me “Yes, shit like that daddy, oh my God.”

“Yo, shut. The. Fuck. Up.” I groaned out, going deeper, harder, faster before I released hard as fuck with a roar. She squirted all over my legs and sweatpants and her body shook uncontrollably. I was temporarily blinded and seeing stars at the load I released. It’s been a minute since I came that hard. Pulling out of her slowly I noticed I filled the condom damn near to the rim. I was gonna have to make her get a Plan B just to make sure none of my soldiers made it in. I sat at the bench trying to catch my breath.

“Come here.” I instructed London. She backed up to me with her hands still tied to her ankles. Releasing her she stood and rubbed at her wrist before fixing her breast that oozed out of her bra.

“Here, let me take care of that for you.” She tried to reach for the condom on my dick, and I slapped her hand away. I didn’t trust her to not take my seed and try and impregnant herself.

“Nah I got it. But what you bought to do? I have some work I need to finish.” I spoke with finality. I needed to wrap shit up here in St. Louis so I could get back. Crazy to think I didn’t want to go there a few weeks ago but now I was rushing back.

“Damn, I was hoping we could Netflix and chill. It’s been a minute since I seen you.” London was standing in my hallway fixing her lipstick in my mirror. She had her trench coat secured back around her body. Her panties rested on my floor

“Nah, I gotta get back to my peoples, so I will see you when I see you.” I walked over to her scooping her panties up and handed them to her before opening the door.

“Oh, you not keeping them this time?” She asked when I placed them in her palm. I usually collected panties like souvenirs but not this time. I just wanted to clean up and chill for a minute.

“Nah, not this time. Be easy though.” I spoke looking at the open door. She stuffed them in her pocket and stormed out. I didn’t give two fucks if she was mad. She got what she came for and now that that was done, I wanted to be alone.

Walking to my bathroom I flushed the condom and jumped in the shower. I still couldn’t believe how hard thoughts of Blythe had me cummin. I needed to shake her ass bad. I couldn’t risk business with pleasure knowing that my mom’s was more than likely gonna make her partner and I would be stepping in as CEO. Shit could get bad and I wouldn’t jeopardize my company.