10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace (Caselli Family Book 1)

Evermere, Texas

“Aye, look at me and breathe, Stevie… we’re landing now,” he whispered in my ear as I held onto him tightly.

It was storming and the turbulence had my nerves bad. I had tears in my eyes as I held onto my husband for dear life. The minute that we landed I was going to beat him with my purse.

“What the fuck?” I screamed as it felt like the jet was getting lower and shaking at the same time. I didn’t get kidnapped, lose my virginity, and then married to this beautiful man all for this to be the end.

He kissed my neck. “He’s going through the clouds; it’s going to be a little turbulence. Look…” he pulled up the shade, and I looked out the window as we were nearing the ground.

Flying didn’t bother me. When we went to Paris, it wasn’t bad and we didn’t hit any turbulence, at least I never felt any because I was sleeping most of the time.

“This is not how I had plans on joining the mile high club.” The minute that Maverick took

his shirt off and we were in the back room, the plane started to shake, and he just knew he wasn’t getting any.

I was trying to hide under the bed in the room, and he had to pull me from under there, and we came back to the main part to sit. He held me on his lap and talked to me to soothe my nerves.

My heart felt like it was in my chest as I said a prayer and looked at Maverick. “I told you that we were going to be good.”

“How are you so calm?”

“I fly all the time, Wonder. Never really thought about anything ever happening because things are in place to take care of my siblings if something ever happened to me.”

I stared at him horrified. “You cannot think like that anymore, Maverick. I am here… things in place isn’t you.”

He kissed me on the lips. “I hear you.”

The jet hit the runway, and I could relax because we were on solid ground. It was pouring, as everyone ran around like crazed chickens making sure the truck was pulled up close enough to the jet, and holding out umbrellas, Maverick snatched one and held it over us as we made our way down the steps.

He put me into the truck first and then someone held the umbrella over him as he got in on the other side. “Where are we going?”

“You’re going to see.” He held my hand, as we pulled away from that damn jet.

I couldn’t believe that I had gotten married. Everything felt right when it came to marrying this man. I didn’t have any nerves as I prepared to take vows to love him forever. His vows to me made me see that he loved me as much as I loved him.

It was a different feeling when someone loved you as much as you loved them. I’ve dated men in the past where I liked them way more than they liked me. The energy was different, and you constantly felt like you were trying to be something that you weren’t just to get them to like you just a bit more.

With Maverick, I could tell that he was as obsessed with me, if not more, as I was with him. I squeezed his hand as he looked up from his phone and kissed my forehead. “I don’t hear you thinking… a good sign, huh?”

I smiled. “A very good sign, Mitchell.”

I watched as we pulled up to iron gates, and Maverick repeated the same process that had to be done at his house.

Our house.

Guards surrounded the truck and did their usual security check before we went through the gates. It was dark so I couldn’t see much but trees, land, and fences. The only thing illuminated was a massive luxury ranch style home that sat in the center of the property.

“Are we on a farm?”

“Case Farms,” he kissed my temple as they opened the doors for us.

I became excited. “You own a farm?”

“Baby, I told you I owned one when we were in that warehouse… this was where your father and shorty was sent.” He held his hand out to help me out the back. “And we own a farm.” I smiled when he corrected me.

Housekeeping staff were all there waiting for him to tell them anything. He held my hand as he pulled me into the house. The exposed wooden beams, cream and brick interior with the chestnut wooden floors made this massive home cozy.

I took in everything as he pulled me further into the house. “Why would they escape here?”

“They wasn’t in my shit… there is apartments over the barns. See, I tried to be nice and do what you wanted. Now you see why I have to resort to who I really am?” He stared down into my eyes, and I understood.

Why in the hell would they run away from this when their life could have been spared? My father called me slow, but I was starting to see it was him who was slow.

The exposed beam followed into the master suite with the creams, and the light furniture. The entire wall was window and showed the land that I’m sure would be even more beautiful when the sun rose.

I was excited to sit in the seating area that was outside the master suite and see the sun. Maverick’s arm wrapped around me as he kissed my neck. “What you thinking?”

“How this place is amazing, and I cannot wait to explore it tomorrow.”

“Can I explore you?”

He never had to do or say much for my body to react to him. Everything about this man made my body and mind react. Turning around in his arms, I stared up into his eyes and pushed my lips against his.

Maverick held me so tightly, as if he never wanted to let me go. Like I would disappear from his arms if he decided to let me go. I was his dream, someone that he had only dreamed about, never believing he would ever have this for himself.

True love.

I wanted Maverick and didn’t care about the money, power, and everything that came with loving a man like him. His influence was something that many witnessed, and I could admit, it was a turn on.

I had fell in love with the person.

The man that had to have his shampoo and his body wash put in the shower a certain way, or his entire year would be ruined. While others found his ways exhausting, and it could be at times, I found them as his way of having control.

His compulsions were something that he could control. He created an entire life and home devoted to controlling how things were. For a regular woman that would have sent her running to the hills. I guess I understood Maverick because he was my mother in man form.

My mother wasn’t as bad as Maverick, but she had her ways. As much as she was my everything, at times, she could be my own enemy. We often clashed over the silliest things like putting the milk inside of another container, even though it had already come in a container.

I also recognized that my mother had trauma as a child, and then she married a man that furthered that trauma for her. Whenever my parents argued or fought, and I would hear that door slam, I would watch as she cleaned things that had already been cleaned. All the wash cloths in the linen closet would be color coded and separated by the material on the small tags. It was my father who triggered her, and he was no good for her.

Maverick scared me at first because I didn’t want to be his trigger. Someone that caused him to rub his hands even more than he already did or freaked out about broccoli being in the fridge with the apples.

I gave him something that I wished my father would have given my mother – a safe space.

He held the sides of my face as he softly kissed my lips. My eyes closed as his soft lips pecked mine, and his hands made their way down to my ass. Taking a handful of my ass, he sucked on my lips before he picked me up.

I’ve never in life felt small enough to be tossed around like a rag doll, and here came Maverick. He picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder whenever he wanted, with ease. There was never any struggle as he handled me.

My arms wrapped around his neck as he carried me onto the terrace off the master suite. It was fall, and the sun had gone down, so it was a little cool. Not as cool as it would have been had we been still in New York.

“What are we doing?” I searched his eyes, as he kissed my neck, and continued to hold me while I was wondering why we were out here.

“I want you to ride this dick under the stars, Wonder.”

It was his low husky voice, low eyes as he stared into mine, and him slapping my ass in the process. “Isn’t the staff going to see us out here.”

“Security is on the other side and the staff better be taking they asses to bed.” He roughly kissed my lips as he put me down onto the bed that was on the terrace.

He leaned over me as we both stared into each other’s eyes. It wasn’t registering that I had married this man and had no regrets. There was no panic attack to follow and questioning what I had done.

I was so sure and clear in my decision that it was almost scary. As someone who was an overthinker, and who second guessed herself a lot, it was almost healing to know that my heart did know what I wanted.

It acted out of confusion when it came to those that didn’t deserve to hold it. I was unsure and second guessing because they weren’t right and wouldn’t protect my heart for me. My heart was so certain when it came to Maverick that I didn’t have a minute to second guess anything. My brain was moving my feet to rush down the steps to get to him.

“You have my heart, Stevie Caselli,” he broke our silence and kissed my lips, while rubbing the side of my face.

I smiled and rubbed his face. “You have mine, Maverick Caselli.”

On the jet, I was able to change clothes and put on a white tracksuit that Kora bought me that said bride on the ass. I felt him removing them as he continued to stare into my eyes. Lifting my ass, I allowed him to pull them off me slowly.

“I can’t even remember what life was before you crashed into my life, Baby. I don’t want to remember what it was like because you weren’t there. I didn’t believe in shit when Rah and Ghost told me that I needed a wife because I never needed anybody.” He placed my hand to his chest. “You make me feel like this, and I know now that I needed a wife. I needed you in my life, and now that I got you, I ain’t never letting you go.”

“Good. I want you to keep making me feel warm and safe.” I pointed at his chest. “You make me feel that way, Baby.”

We shared a kiss, as I felt him removing his pants and sliding between my legs. I opened my legs and allowed him in, as he continued to kiss me softly.

He was always so slow and soft, as he took his time with me. Maverick was gentle with me, as if I was the most precious thing in the world. It was this look of pure love in his face as I felt him push inside of me.

The soft kisses he gave me to make sure that he was gentle were always my favorite. He pulled up and looked me in the face before he licked my face. “Mavie,” I laughed.

“You the only person I want licking my face, Wonder. It’s me and you forever, and then even after that we still rocking… come get me from hell.”

I smashed my lips against his, as I held him around the neck as I felt him go harder, shaking the bed. The bed was up against the house, and each time he delivered thrust after thrust. My body jerked, as I felt him slowly pull out of me, and look at me.

“What’s the matter?”

He hiked one of my legs up, as he maintained eye contact with me. “I’m about to fuck you, Baby… I ain’t a slow and steady man.”

I licked my lips, as I came out of my shirt and unhooked my bra. He stared down at me, and then pulled out of me some, and we both looked down. The sight of seeing him inside of me turned me on even more.

How shiny it was because I was so wet for him. He was the only man who had been inside of me, and the only man who could get this reaction out of me.

When he looked up, our eyes met and he had this smirk on his face. “You know I feel like that nigga, right?”

“Why?”

“’Cause this all mine… ain’t nobody been inside of you. I get to teach you how to take dick, baby.” He picked me up and I yelped because I didn’t expect him to snatch me up so quickly.

I was butt naked while Maverick was naked from the waist down, his dress shirt still on. He put me on the edge of the metal and wooden banister with cable wiring. My ass hung off the edge of the banister as he pushed himself back into me, holding me up while I held onto his neck.

His soft bites on my shoulder while he beat my pussy to no end. Maverick wasn’t showing me any remorse, as he held onto me so I didn’t fall, but continued going without stopping. “Fuck this dick back, Wonder… I wanna feel you, too.”

I held his neck and the banister as I tossed it back on him, tossing my head back. “Like that, Mavie? You like it?”

He sucked on my lips, never missing a step as he pulled out and quickly slammed all of him back inside of me. I screamed out while I held his neck tighter and bit down on his shoulder. He moved me from the banister, and put me back on the bed, flipping me over on my stomach.

“Toot that ass up, baby.” His hand slammed down on my ass, and he slapped it again, while the stinging was fresh.

I looked back at him, and he was biting down on his bottom lip as he watched my ass shake. “You want it like this?” I bent down so far that the arch was perfect.

“Where the fuck you learn this shit, baby? No nigga better not had been trying to teach you shit.” His dick fought its way back inside, and once it was inside, he held onto my hips and slammed me back. “Throw it back… harder… fuck me as hard as you be squeezing that toothpaste.”

I couldn’t even keep a straight face as I laughed and threw this ass back onto him. Making my ass cheek jump, he stopped. “What’s the matter, Mavie?”

“Don’t do that shit again… I’mma nut.” He slapped my ass again and then slammed me back onto him.

I was hardheaded, and knowing I had him about to tap out made me do it more. Instead of making only one, I made them both jump at the same time. “You want me to stop that?”

He slapped both ass cheeks and gripped them. “Since you hardheaded, you ‘bout to ride this dick.”

I giggled as he sat on the bed, laying back and pulled me on top of him. “I didn’t do nothing.” I sucked on his lips, as he caressed my chin, and kissed my lips.

“I’m about to slut you out, wifey.” As I was about to say something, he gripped my ass. “You my actual wife, so I can call you that.”

I smirked, as I flipped the opposite way, and licked the precum from his dick, and then commenced to taking him down slowly. Meanwhile, he grabbed my hips and I felt his tongue tasting me.

We were both competing, to see who could make the other cum first, and as I sucked and went deeper, he was winning because he wasn’t playing fair. “No breaks… suck that shit, Wonder… you tapping out?”

“Never,” I said while his dick was still inside of my mouth.

Reaching down, I massaged his balls, and he was the one that was taking the break. “Fuck… I need you on this shit now.”

“Sure?” I continued to talk with a mouth full of dick, while his toes were curling in his socks. I wasn’t as experienced in sex like Maverick was, but I was learning what he liked slowly. Feeling his dick in the back of my throat was one of his favorites.

He pulled me down onto his dick as he played with my nipples and made sure to hold me where he wanted me. I was too slow for him, so he always held me and sped it up, so I understood what he wanted.

“You nasty, Mrs. Caselli.”

I still became shy and nervous around this man, so when he was staring up at me while playing with my nipples, it was hard to keep eye contact. “Mavie… I’m going to cum.”

“’Cause I’m looking in your eyes, Mrs. Caselli.”

“Uh huh. You make me so wet when you stare at me.” I held onto his chest as I continued to ride his dick, knowing I wouldn’t be any good in a few seconds.

He took both of his hands and held my waist and slammed me down onto his dick harder with each thrust. It started out chilly out here, and now I was full on sweating as he continued to fuck the shit out of me.

My pussy tingled, and the pressure from feeling him inside of me had me on the edge. I wanted to cum so bad, but I didn’t want him to stop. Menace used one of his hands, and he always pressed my stomach when I was riding his dick, and the pressure from him and his hand always caused me to lose control, and when he did, that was when I collapsed on top of him.

“I know for a fact I put Dennis inside of you.”

“Maverick, we aren’t naming our baby Dennis.”

“Why?” He slapped my ass again.

“Cause that’s ugly.”

He was quiet. “Make that ass jump again for me.”

On command, I did it for him and he started kicking his feet while I was on top of him. “Fuck, Wonder… I’m about to get a pole in the bedroom. You about to be making that ass jump for me on a regular.”

“Maverick, shhh.”

“Oh, now I gotta be quiet because you tired after getting some dick.” He kissed my head and wrapped his arms around me.

“Yes… you did this.”

We both were quiet for a minute before he broke our silence. “Wonder?”

“Hmm.”

“I wanted today because it’s my mother’s birthday,” he revealed and I lifted my head and stared into his eyes.

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

I kissed his face. “Happy birthday to your mommy. I think it’s special that you wanted to honor her and make me your wife on her birthday.”

“I’m always down when it comes to their anniversary, their birthdays, and the day they were murdered. My uncle took so much from me, and I want to reclaim something positive when it comes to them.”

“What did he take from you, Mavie?”

He looked at me as I rested my head on my arms while on his chest and stared at him. “He took my parents from me which was everything. Change my entire life and robbed Zoya and Landon of truly knowing our parents.”

“Do you think your life would have been different had they been alive?”

I rubbed his face, and he took my hand and kissed it. “Think my life would have been different. Never got the chance to have that life and can’t do shit about it now.”

“Where is your uncle?”

“All you need to know is that he took my family, and I took his.” He had this menacing look in his eyes as he spoke about his uncle.

“Our family.”

He looked down at me and smirked. “Yeah, you right, Wonder.”

I snuggled in his arms as he held me, kissing my forehead a few times as I kissed his chest. That warm and safe feeling I had been chasing for so long, I had found.

Texas was a dream.

The few days that we spent there felt like we were in our little bubble in the world. We never had to leave the farm, and when it was time to leave, I didn’t want to go. Case Farm had a bunch of expensive horses that had security with them at all times.

Skyler kept telling me that Maverick asked her if Estella wanted a horse, and I thought he was just being crazy. While we were there, a horse was born, and the staff allowed me to stay and watch it.

It was one thing to know that this man was rich, and then another to realize just how rich he was. The amount of wealth that Maverick Caselli had would take care of his future generations. It became real when the lawyers came to the farm, with Zoya on Zoom, and I had to sit down and sign a bunch of papers.

“I’m not understanding why I need my own lawyer.” I looked at the screen and Zoya was eating lunch, while one lawyer sat across from me with Maverick next to him, and my lawyer sat next to me.

Maverick looked up at me. “Stevie, you are about to sign a lot of paperwork, and you need to negotiate what you want. Should your marriage not work, what do you want? Menace wants to make sure that you are always taken care of. The lawyer is for your own good… not connected to us, and he can negotiate what you want on your terms.”

“I don’t like this, Mitchell.”

He looked up into my eyes as his hands were clasped together. “What don’t you like, Baby?”

“I don’t want anything. What do I have to negotiate? If we don’t,” I paused.

The thought of us not being together was breaking my heart. How were we discussing this when we just got married? “You thinking too loud.”

I looked up at him. “I don’t want anything.”

My lawyer looked over at me. “Are you sure? You can negotiate anything that the Casellis own.” He picked up the papers in his hand. “The private island off Grenada, stake in the credit union banks they own… you don’t want anything?”

“I only want a child… so I can be the baby mama from hell when you leave me, Mitchell.”

“Wanda, the fuck is you talking about?”

“You are trying to get rid of me and I don’t like that shit.”

Zoya laughed. “Stevie, I promise he is not trying to get rid of you. He wants to protect you. Being honest, us Casellis don’t believe in forever.”

“I do,” Maverick corrected his sister, as he stared straight into my eyes.

“Then why all of this?”

“Because you may not believe in forever with me, and even though it would kill me, I would always make sure you are good.”

“I believe in forever with you.” I snatched the paper from my lawyer and looked at everything on this paper with wide eyes. “You own a small town in France?”

He nodded.

“Zoya, I don’t know.”

“Your husband is adding you to all the accounts and wants to make sure that you are more than taken care of if you both should call it quits… sign the damn papers and pick out some property.”

“You need to get me pregnant because I promise me and my baby will pop up everywhere you are. I will stalk you… squeeze your toothbrush and teach the baby, too.”

Mavie laughed. “Sign the papers, baby. Then I’m gonna take you in the room so I could put that baby into you.” His lawyer smiled, and Maverick’s smile dropped. “You just said you wanted to put a baby in my wife?”

“Menace!” Zoya screamed while the lawyer turned every shade of red.

I took the pen and signed all the documents as the lawyer told me what I was putting my name on. My name had gone from this regular name to being powerful. I was to have security with me at all times, and my life wouldn’t be the same anymore.

The phone’s chime forced me out of my thoughts. On the bright side, I was a new owner of two islands if me and Mavie ever decided to call it quits. I don’t know why I picked an island, but it sounded like a good idea.

If this went to shit, I could open my own resort on the island and live my day by the beach making sand art for the tourist with my baby strapped to me. Another chime came from his phone, and I went over to silence it.

I never touched his phone because there was never any need to. If he was messing with other women, it would eventually come out.

Dammit.

The thought of Maverick talking to other women never ever crossed my mind. Why the hell did that thought just cross my mind? It was like when you were in the middle of prayer and then your intrusive thoughts entered, and left you questioning why the hell you just screamed fuck God in your head?

I plopped down on the bed and grabbed his phone. Peeking over my shoulder, I could still hear the shower and knew he wouldn’t be out right away because he counted the times he washed up.

My heart dropped at the message that he sent her. On our wedding day, he thought about her and sent her a message. Why would he do that to me? While I was ready to marry him, and start this new journey, he was thinking about the past that he had with her.

“Alexa, play ‘Let It Flow’!” I hollered.

My blood boiled as I listened to Toni crooning the words to my life. That text message felt like it was etched in my brain. He reached out to her, and then she had the nerve to reply. My husband had the nerve to reach out to the very woman I suspected was responsible for him being the way that he was. He finally came out the room with his towel wrapped around him as I held the phone in my hand.

“Why are you still communicating with her, Maverick?”

He looked at me before he went over toward the bar and poured him a drink. “I felt like she deserved to know. Not a big fucking deal… why you got my phone, anyway.”

“Your stupid ass phone kept pinging, and my finger slipped, and I end… don’t worry about why I was in your phone, worry about why I found this in your phone.”

I held the phone up to show him a picture of a woman showing her breast. “Kim’s ass sent that a few weeks ago.”

The more I sat there with Toni telling me that I needed to let it flow, the more my finger slipped and the more I dug deeper into his phone.

“And you didn’t delete it?”

“I don’t delete shit, Wonder. I got messages from when Zoya was in fucking law school asking for money. I replied back to Kim, I know you saw it.”

I did see the response, and he sent her back a picture of a dog. I don’t know what the reference was, but she was disturbed and cussed him out.

“Not the point. You don’t think I can text one of my ex-boyfriends? I still have their numbers… two can play that game.”

“No, you don’t.” He casually finished his drink. “Deleted every nigga in your phone that sounded like he tried to fuck you.”

I stared at him. “Maverick why would you do that? I don’t care, I know one of them by heart and I will reach out.”

He sighed as he rubbed his hands together. “We all have to live with the actions of our decisions, Wonder.”

“What actions?”

“Imagine living your life and your ex-girl hits you up to hang out. Homie excited because I mean, look at you… fine as shit. He rushing to meet you and then I clothesline him as he’s running out the door to meet you. Wrap the wire around his neck and ask him what his favorite color is while he’s slowly losing consciousness.”

“Why are you asking him his favorite color?”

“Small talk… rude as shit to just choke the man out and not make small talk… I’m a menace, not a monster.” He crossed the room and refilled his drink.

I stood there watching as he sat there explaining this hypothetical scenario as calm as could be. As if he was explaining taxes to me or something.

“You texted her on our wedding day, Maverick.” Tears pricked my eyes as I stared at him across the room.

He took a seat in the window. “Stop looking at it that way.”

“The day you were supposed to be focused on marrying me, you sent her a text to let her know that you were getting married. Anytime she calls, you answer and whenever she texts you respond. I can’t compete with your first love, Maverick.”

I watched as he continued to rub his hands together. He was anxious and nervous about this conversation. “You don’t ever have to compete with no bitch in this world when it comes to me. I’m here… I’m yours. What me and Angie had is done.”

“See, calling her Angie shows me that it’s not done.”

He stared at me before he spoke. “That’s her fucking name, Stevie.”

“No, her name is Angelica. You call her Angie… how many people call her that, Maverick?” I questioned and he looked away. “Exactly. When it comes to her, you are going to always answer a call because you have this sick connection with her.”

“I don’t have a connection with her. Haven’t had one with her in years, Wonder. I felt like I owed that explanation to her.”

“You are Menace Caselli, the man who does what the fuck he wants and never makes any excuses or explanations for it… and you felt like she was owed one?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m not her, Maverick.”

“The fuck you talking about?” He leaned forward, damn near squeezing his hands while he searched my eyes. I turned, not giving him the chance to read me, because he could read me well.

“I’m not the kind of woman that is going to allow you to make decisions that you want. You delete all my numbers out of my phone, but it’s alright to still be in contact with her? That shit doesn’t fly with me. I think I’m going to stay with Skyler to clear my mind. I really need to think because I can’t compete with her. She still has a hold over you all these years later.”

“You not sleeping anywhere but in this bed with me, Wonder. Go and do your little stomps and talking to yourself but get yo ass in this bed next to me so I can lay on you and sleep.”

“I’ll fart,” I threatened.

“I’ll inhale it.”

I did my stomps that he knew I was going to do and stomped into the bathroom. He didn’t apologize for it, and didn’t care how I felt about the matter. I wasn’t some friend in his home anymore, I was his wife.

I had the private islands to prove it.

“Stevie, you need to show him better than you can tell him… he’s used to no one saying no and getting his way. You don’t stand up now, then he gonna have you turning tricks with his girls in those upscale homes he owns all over the damn country…. Okay, slow down. He’s not going to have me turning tricks, relax.” I splashed water on my face, and then I put on some of my favorite pistachio scented oil that he loved.

Removing my hair from my bun, I shook my hair out and quickly changed into a thin T-shirt with no panties on. “Go put it on him, girl,” I spoke to myself and left the room.

He was now in the bed waiting for me to join him, so he could come into his favorite position to sleep. “Why you went and put that little shirt on, Wonder?” He groaned, as he sat up. “Then you got your hair down.”

I spun around, so he could see how the length of the shirt stopped a bit before the bottom of my ass, so my cheeks hung out. “You like?”

“Thought you were mad at me, Baby.” He waved for me to come to him, and I walked slowly over toward his side.

“Not mad… just wanted to talk about it.” I kissed his lips, and messed with his briefs, while releasing his already hardened dick.

With his help, I climbed onto the bed, and stood over him as he held my legs, rubbing his nose in my pussy. “I wanna feel you on this dick, Wonder,” he said between smells, as he pushed me closer to him.

I held onto his head as he placed kisses on her, while rubbing my ass. “Whatever you want, Menace.”

He pulled his head back. “Why the fuck you calling me Menace?”

I distracted him by lowering myself until I was on his dick, slowly going down as he gripped my hips and bit down on his bottom lip. “Like that, Baby?”

“Yeah, just like that… you almost had me pissed, Wonder. Don’t do that.”

“Nope, I won’t do that.” I kissed his lips and started to slowly ride him.

His hands tightened on my hips, and he increased my speed while I held onto his chest and matched how fast he wanted me to go. He tossed his head back as he moaned. “Fuck, you so damn beautiful, Wonder.”

“Hmm,” I moaned, because as much as I was sticking it to the man and this was all part of my plan, this man had some of the best dick I had ever had.

And his was the only one I ever had, so yeah.

“Right there, fuck… shit I’m about to cum,” he gritted, as he held onto me, pulling me down onto him and kissing my lips as I continued to slide up and down until I felt my body weaken, and him release inside of me.

He kissed me, and I kissed him back. “She don’t mean shit to me, Stevie. I need you to know that.”

“Yeah.” I laid my head on his chest, before climbing off him and going to use the bathroom.

When I came back, I climbed into bed, and he got into his favorite position as I rubbed his head while staring up at the ceiling until I heard soft snores.