#fucking. please the minute i laid eyes on adrian he HAD to be mine

[tomeitwas]

please play trouble comes twice by @foxglovegames it has:

hilarious twin dynamic

adorable cgs

adrian

everyone is bisexual

adrian

the MOST romantic route ever (jace and adrian)

best girl stephanie

literally such amazing bisexual rep

PLEASE JUST LOOK AT ADRIAN I LOVE HIM

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

The Secretary of Agriculture

CHAPTER THREE: Fucking Sec. Perdue

Featuring U.S. Secretary of Agriculture, Sonny Perdue

I like to keep in shape, so I go to the Washington Athletic Center to workout and to take on a couple of racquetball matches. It was 6:15 a.m. and there were two matches were going on. One of the racquetball courts had a mixed doubles game and on the other was four men playing doubles with one of them catching my interest. He was older, bald, white-haired, southern man that looked familiar to me, so I continued to watched them. He was handsome, in his late 60s or early 70s, but the way he move on the court, you’d swear he was much younger.

After a few minutes of watching, it hit me who he was, Secretary of Agriculture Sonny Perdue. God, I would do just about anything to snuggle up against his back and slip my thick dick into his ass! THAT’S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN! Still, I can fantasize. When they they stopped playing, to my surprise, the Secretary came up to me and asked me to hit a few balls with him.

“Sure you don’t want to rest a bit?” I respond.

“I think it’s really important to keep moving. I want to wear out, not rust out.” The 72-year-old Secretary explained.

That put a smile on my face as we headed to the court.

The game itself. Well, lets just say, I don’t perform well in front of strangers. Honestly, I was too busy watching him than concentrating on the game. Still, I didn’t make a complete fool of myself. I love playing with him and after the match, we chatted for a good fifteen minutes. I tried to be very friendly with him and I must admit that I touch him at every opportunity. You know, on the shoulder, on the arm or pat him on the back.

Anyway, I started getting the idea that maybe the old man was looking at my crotch. Because he would look away quickly whenever I would glance up and catch him looking at me. Well, that only made my dick rock hard. So I quickly tried to position it so that it didn’t show off so much. And when I thought discreetly accomplish that, I looked over and he was smiling at me.

“Sorry, sir… I don’t mean no disrespect.” I told him quickly.

“Nah, I’m glad I was here to see the show.” He said. Then he reached over and offered me his hand. “My name is Sonny. Agriculture Secretary Sonny Perdue.”

“Adrian‘s my name, Mr. Secretary.” I replied.

“I do hope you can forget about what just happened.” I added.

“Don’t worry, Adrian. This is just between the two of us.” Sonny said as I hurried off to the locker room.

Well let me tell you that I took a quick shower and got out of there as fast as I could. I stayed away from the Washington Athletic Center for a few weeks. It wasn’t that I was open about being gay, just did want to hear anything about me hitting on the U.S. Secretary of Agriculture. Though I did jack off to the thought of that.  

Well, like I said a few weeks had past and I had just finished some business at the capital, when I glanced down the hall. There he stood! He wore a black suit, light blue tie with little tractors on it and shiny black tasseled loafers. Even though it has been 2 weeks since we last saw each other and even then spending maybe a total of 40 minutes together. The old man smiled and winked at me and very discreetly moved his hand down his belly as far as he felt comfortable in that setting. There was moment where I thought I saw a thick budge growing in the secretary’s crotch.

I can’t tell you which of us took the first step toward the other. All I know is that we were suddenly walking toward each other like we were the only ones in the hall. We chatted a bit when he suddenly asked me if I had eaten yet.

“Sure, I haven’t eaten.” I said, “Well, I think this is a first for me.”  

He asked me what was a first and I told him that no one had ever asked me out for lunch before. He laughed and reached over and patted me on the arm. And damn if my dick didn’t rock up. The old man looked between my legs and laughed a gain.

“I see you got that condition again.” He added.

“Well, Sir, I guess you’re the blame.” I said thinking that I might as well be up front and honest with the old man. I just don’t behold dishonest people.

He looked sort of puzzled so I added. “Even time I see you I get a hard on.”

“Thanks. I don’t think any one has ever told me that I affected them in that manner before.” And damn if he didn’t reach over and pat me on the leg again.

We ate at an nearby hotel Restaurant. All I remember about the meal was that I was staring in his blue eyes and by the end of the meal, the mood started to turn sexual.  

“You want to get a room?” The old man said as I felt his leg touch mine. I like the light sexy touch of his knee against my leg. It sent chill bumps down my spine. I couldn’t believe that a powerful man like Sonny was taking a shine to me.

“Of course.” I said and reached under the table and patted him on his leg. Just to touch his leg caused my dick began to throb.

“Let me go first. I’ll get one of my guard to get a room and I’ll meet you by the elevator.” The old man said and then got up from his chair.

I watched as he left the restaurant grinning from ear to ear at what was coming next. I got up after I figured he had time to get the room and quickly followed him out. I found him waiting for me just around the corner by elevator and we both took the next one up to our floor. When we entered his hotel room, we immediately start taking our clothes off. The more clothes he took off the more I knew that he was the perfect man for me. I liked everything about him. His masculine body, his short thick cock, his nice big balls and of course his thick ass.

After we were both naked, we quickly laid down in bed. I rolled onto my left side and leaned my body toward him as he lay on his back. I hiked my right leg up over Sonny’s thigh until my knee made contact with his hand that was on his cock. I ran my hand over his chest, gently pinched both nipples, and then I rubbed my hand down over his belly until my fingers entered into his thick, still dark pubic patch. I raked my fingers though his pubes for several minutes, I was enchanted by the softness, thrilled by the sensation of heat so near by. I lowered my hand on top of his, where I could feel his hand caressing himself beneath.

“Now see what you’re doing to me?” He said.

I propped myself up on his chest to watch as his the thick mushroom head of his cock was poking up over his belly. I watched his dick grow and stretch until the shaft was lying up on his lower belly and his cock head had extended beyond his belly button. I moved my hand down to feel his balls and they felt big and hot under my fingers. I slid my hand up and grasped his throbbing organ and jacked him slowly, savoring the sensation of having one of the largest cock I had ever seen sliding in my palm.

I got down between his legs and went to work on his cock right away, bobbing my head up-and-down while that thick stiff dick entered my mouth. I looked up to watch Sonny: his eyes were closed and his head was lying off to one side, his mouth was open and his tongue was swirling around his lips. He then started running his fingers through my hair as he began to moan and groan uncontrollably. He went a bit berserk for a moment, gasping for air as his arms and hands begin to feel around the bed and around his own chubby body. Suddenly Sonny reached grabbed my head, pulled me up to him and kiss me passionately.

I rolled over onto my back as Sonny sat up and began digging through his overnight bag. Seconds later he was kneeling at the foot of the mattress with a small tube of lube.

“This has come in handy a few times and now I never leave home without it. The old girl gets dry and this makes getting into her a whole lot easier,” he said as he smeared his still rock hard and throbbing cock with it.

“Just lean back like I was and we’ll take our time,” Sonny said, as he slipped a couple of slippery fingers into my ass. He worked it, nice and slow until he was pressing the tips of four fingers past my rose bud. I watched his every move with wonder. He seemed to know just what to do and I trusted him to be gentle. It felt nice, but I wanted more. I reached down and pulled his hand away.

“Please… fuck me now.” I begged.

“Now you just relax. You’ll get it soon enough.“ Sonny said as he leaned back, dropped his cock head down against my gaping ass hole and began to slowly mount me.

"So good," Sonny whimpered as he moved the head completely in and out a few times, but on each re-entry he pushed a little harder and a little deeper.

After about 10 minutes of this he began to pick up the speed a little and I could really feel him filling up my ass with his big cock. He held my legs up by the ankles and with a thrust of his broad hips he dropped his cock into me all the way.

“Fuck!” I hissed, unable to say another word at that moment. I reached up and dug my fingers into his back as he began to pump his thick cock into me.

“Faster. Fuck me harder. HARDER!” I begged as the old man was up my ass.

Sonny shifted his weight and suddenly he was like an engine firing all it’s pistons at once. Now for a man of seventy, that was impressive. Suddenly my hard cock began to spray cum up onto my chest as Sonny continued his final assault. I’ve never had that happen to me before, a testament to what a good fuck Sonny was. He rode me without mercy, hard and deep, pounding his cock into my ass for a good two or three minutes with each thrust feeling better than the last one.

"How’s that? You like that? He asked as he continued wear my ass out.

He kept this pace longer than I thought he could, but he’s had experience. Soon I could hear him getting out of breath and was dripping sweat. He was soon grunting and pounding my ass like a wild animal, fucking me harder and harder as our breathing became heavier. Suddenly, he tense up and then was shooting in me. Each shot was hotter than the last. I was spent from just having the best sex ever and it was from a man of seventy who sure knew what he was doing.

"That… was some good fucking, son. I'm going to find a way to fuck you again. Count on it.” Sonny said as he rolled off of me onto the bed beside me.

Needless to say that was the beginning of a new relationship for me. Over the next several months, Sonny and I met every chance we could to fuck like rabbits.

[collateralfiction]

21

Bailey

Day One in Turks and Caicos; well, more so the first morning spent in this beautiful island. Last night, the crew and I didn’t do much since we were pretty much beat and didn’t have the energy to do something strenuous, so we stayed in the Villas we would be housing for a good week or so. However, today we decided to actually come up with some plans and do something with the time we do have. I was all for it and furthermore for the simple fact that my birthday was tomorrow. This would definitely be a different experience for me not having my family and friends around for my birthday. Even with my father not being around the past two years, I was still surrounded by family. This year around, it’s completely different. I’m around people who are genuinely nice and caring but the circumstance is way too unfortunate and it’s hard to look over that at times.

But I wasn’t going to allow for it to ruin my mood. I’m blessed to be turning twenty-two, alive and breathing. It could be way worse and possibly, my predicament is already the worst case scenario. Shaking my head of those thoughts, I finished getting ready for the day. I brushed my long hair back into a sleek ponytail, making sure that all of my baby hair was slicked down to a T. Justine and I were going to enjoy our morning at the local Spa that was provided in our care packet. The boys were going to stay back and monitor Austin with rotations since he couldn’t be left behind. But knowing how attentive and loving everyone is towards Austin, no one really complained about having to watch him. Besides Justine and I, the boys don’t even seem that interested in us being out of the country. It’s just another hot spot for them.

Placing my brush down, I was finally satisfied with my hair. I made sure I looked presentable before cutting off the light and evacuating out of the bathroom. Adrian laid on the bed diagonally, his phone in his possession, furiously typing away. He’s been on it since we took a shower this morning, throughout breakfast and even now. Deciding to mess with him, I climbed on top of his back and laid in the exact position he was in. “Can you get off your phone for a minute? What’s so important that got you tied up like this?” I questioned.

“Why you worried?” he retorted, locking the device and throwing it towards the top of the bed. “Get off my back. You’re heavy as fuck,” he grunted.

“Am not,” I mumbled. With not a lot of energy, he flipped us around and I was now the one lying underneath him while he laid in between my legs. “But you are,” I grumbled, running my fingers through his hair. It was usually kept neat in a nice shape up, but I guess he stopped caring because it was now growing into a small afro. It was cute though.

“Why you wearing this though? You know niggas thirsty out here,” I was simply wearing a neutral colored romper that just so happened to expose more legs than any other item in my suitcase.

I rolled my eyes playfully. “Last I checked, I was single,”

“So, you just dumped ol’ dude like that?” he smirked.

“Boss shit,” I giggled. “To be honest, I just think we were saving hope onto something that was dead a while ago,”

“So, if you were to see him right now, what would you do?” he inquired.

Tucking my bottom lip into my mouth, I honestly thought about what would be the first thing on my mind. I don’t even know where I stand with Ryan in this moment of time. There’s nothing worse than moving on and not having closure and although I rather not deal with him, it’s inevitable that I will run into him since I tend to hang around in Harlem because of him. “Kick his ass,” I said indifferently. “I mean, that’s the only legit response I have for him. Fuck him,”

“Keep that mentality,” he laughed lightly. “You gon’ need it,” I didn’t bother asking what he meant by that because I know sooner rather than later, I would find out.

“You and these riddling ass words,” I mumbled. He looked at me as if he had something to say but refused to open his mouth on the subject matter. Ryan was secretive as hell and it would be like pulling teeth just to get out the simplest of information out of him. It was crazy knowing that if I wanted information, Riley would be more willing to answer my inquiries than his own brother. “If something’s wrong, can you please tell me? I don’t think it’s fair to keep me in the dark and even if I might react not so calmly, I still feel like I should know,” I articulated, making sure he understood me fully. He raised his head off of my chest and looked me dead in the eyes again.

“Why do you think I don’t tell you certain shit? Honestly too,”

“You’re trying to protect me,” That was the excuse Ryan used every time so what could possibly be the difference in Adrian?

“I’ll protect you regardless if you know something or not, baby girl,” I couldn’t help the smile that came over my face at the pet name baby girl. I’d never hear him say that to Elsa or any other female he had encountered while in my presence and although I didn’t want to look too much into it, I couldn’t help how I felt at the same time. “For the most part, it’s because I know you’ll figure it out with time. The other part is some things are better left unsaid, undone. Say if I never took you, half the shit that has happened between then and now, wouldn’t have occurred. But they did so the what ifs are irrelevant. With time, you’ll know. Just don’t rush it ‘cause as soon as you do that, everything’ll start unraveling,”

“So that means you won’t tell me shit?” I chuckled.

“Stubborn little thing, I see. But no. With it being your birthday tomorrow and all, I won’t but if it comes down to it, fine,”

“Deal,” I murmured, sitting up on my elbows. His lips were so close to touching mine before a loud and obnoxious sound resonated at the door. Groaning deeply, Adrian dropped his head and yelled who is it.

“Your lovely sister!” Justine shouted before opening the door and inviting herself in. Adrian sucked his teeth and rolled off of me while I sat up in bed, checking to make sure my hair was still fine.

“What you want?”

“Not you. I’m here for Bailey actually. You ready or do you still need to finish you two’s moment that I so happened to mess up?” she smirked, giving me one of those knowing looks.

“You can back the fuck up and wait outside,” Adrian muttered. “She’ll be out there in a minute,”

“Okay, you Grinch,” she retorted. “Five minutes!” she warned me, backing up slowly out of the room. She closed the door softly before I heard the patter of her feet decline.

“I hate when she calls me that shit,” he complained. “I be wanting to deck her, yo,”

“What? A Grinch? Now that I think about it…”

“Shut up!” I continued to laugh, although I was just playing with him. But it was actually funny seeing him get worked up because of something small like that.

“It’s okay, Nicholas,” I teased, crawling towards him. He cut his eyes at me before resting his body against the mountains of soft pillows. “Well, I only have five more minutes with you according to Justine, soo…” I grinned, wrapping my arms around his neck as he did the same with my waist.

“I don’t do quickies,” he chuckled.

“I don’t either, but it works,” I retorted. His licked his pink lips slowly before bringing my face towards his and crashing his lips on mine. My arms tightened around his necks as Adrian dominated the kiss, swiftly sliding his tongue into my parted mouth. “Adrian,” I whispered, not wanting to break apart the kiss but if I didn’t, things would certainly get out of hand.

“Later?” he grunted, pulling away from me. I nodded rapidly while trying to regulate my breathing.

“Later,”

It took us a little longer than five minutes for me to actually walk out the room and when we both did, Justine gave us that all too knowing look, again. I simply ignored it while heading towards the door with her hot on my trail. The reservations were for a little after eleven and since it wasn’t too far, we decided to walk and bask in the good summertime weather. “You like my brother, don’t you?” she asked as we continued our journey towards our destination. She’s been bugging me about Adrian for so long now that I think she knows most of the answers before I do. I’m sure she asks Adrian all the time about me and where we stand when I’m not around. Anyhow, Adrian is unique in his own way. He’s rude, blunt and a bit dangerous but he’s also warm hearted; yes, he is, caring and actually lovable. There is always two sides to a person but it just takes time for someone else to see it that way.

“Even if I said no, you would think otherwise,” I chuckled. “I like him, I do,”

“But?” she said implicitly, as if there was a but to begin with. Maybe there is.

“We could never be together,” I said bluntly. It was obvious and more than anything if that was to happen, I know at least one person who would find a problem and immediately want to put an end to whatever situationship Adrian and I have. But even before any of that happens, I doubt Adrian is looking to be in a serious committed relationship. Just off of how he treated Elsa, I can’t see that being me. There’s no point in being in a relationship if that’s how it’s going to look like.

“You sure?” she asked.

“Positive,” I nodded. “No offense to your brother and all but, look at the circumstance, I don’t see it happening,”

“Is that because of your family and friends will judge or because you personally don’t see it? If I do say so myself and it’s not because I’m biased, Adrian is actually better off with somebody like you… cliché, right?  But it’s true,”

“How?” I asked.

“Has he told you about his last girlfriend?” she questioned, fumbling with the gold chain around her neck. I shook my head no. “Well, I won’t either,” she chuckled. Now she has me curious as hell. “I think everyone needs something different and you two can do that for each other,” she said with a small smile.

“I guess,” I said indifferently, my mind already made up. “We’ll cross that bridge if it comes,” I stated, looking ahead at the Spa we would be at for the next three hours. This would be the perfect way to pamper myself before my birthday tomorrow. Justine took charge and talked to the receptionist of the establishment about our reservations before we were led in the back to change. It didn’t take more than ten minutes to do that since we both wore rompers. We had the option of having our massages outside by the water or indoors. We chose the former option, only because we didn’t want to be surrounded by other people.

A blissful sigh escaped my lips the moment I was laid down and every bit of stress in my body was slowly worked on. For the most part, Justine and I remained quiet, basking in our peaceful surrounding. With her being a mother and all, it’s rare that she gets a time like this to herself but lucky for her, she has a brother who’s willing to drop everything to make sure his nephew is straight. “Hot stones are real? What the fuck?” I exclaimed, leaning off of the cotton sheets and clutching the towel to my chest.

“Yes, sweetheart,” The masseuse smiled. Now see, I wasn’t up for that type of relaxation. “It’s not as bad as it seems. It’ll just be placed on your most tense body parts, okay?” I looked over at Justine who was trying badly not to laugh at me and seeing that she was getting the same thing done to her, I eventually gave in. With a sigh, I laid back down and bit into my bottom lip. Next thing I know, she’s going to have us walk on rocks that’re on fire. The first rock was placed on my left shoulder blade and I hissed at how hot it felt. When all six rocks were placed strategically along my back, I breathed in deeply and remained still. Supposedly, they were to stay on for at least twenty to thirty minutes. Goddamn it.

“They’re not that bad, are they?” she teased.

“They’re not… but that doesn’t take away from the fact that I feel like they’re sinking into my flesh,”

“Oh with the dramatics,” she chuckled. “Just bask in it. By the time we get back, you’d rather have that on you than to be around the boys,” she insisted.

“True,” I mumbled. “So, what’s been up with you? Though I should know already. Been talking to anybody… preferably males?” I inquired, turning my head to the side so I could see her facial expression. It was a topic I was discussing with Justine a while back but ended abruptly because of Adrian eavesdropping. I think Adrian has this mentality that absolutely nobody would be good enough for his sister because of Lonnie and albeit it might be true, there’s still a few good people around. I know that Ryan isn’t the best out of the male population but that doesn’t discourage me from finding someone better… or more so a better suit for me and actually will compliment my aura.

“I’m forever single!” she sighed. “You know it’s a problem when my mother dates more than me,” she frowned.

“But that’s the problem. You aren’t dating,” I chuckled. “Get active,”

“I don’t know right now. With me having Austin, I’m a little more cautious with dating and it’s harder to find someone,”

“It doesn’t seem that way,” I said.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” she said, raising up a bit.

“You and Caiden,” I said, returning the favor and teasing her back. Caiden was definitely a sight for sore eyes and I don’t blame Justine for the attraction. If I wasn’t intertwined in this lifestyle, I would probably be more so attracted to Caiden than Adrian. Caiden might have been apart of this lifestyle as well, but he was more rational than most; for example, Ryan and Adrian. I liked that, but it seemed like I attracted the opposites. “Don’t think I don’t catch you two having casual conversations,”

“Oh my God, they are casual,” she tried to defend.

“You sure ‘bout that? Caiden would tell me the opposite in a heartbeat,” I chuckled.

“Alright, alright, Caiden is amazing, and we’ve been talking on the low. It’s nothing serious right now,” she confessed, although I knew this already, I just wanted her to speak on it. Chuckling lowly, I nodded slowly with a cheesy grin. I’m not sure about everyone else but I did pick up on how close they were and how playful they were with one another. Maybe it’s nothing at the moment but that can all change.

“Remind me to make sure I have Austin one day out of the week,” I said. “You know, in case y’all wanna get a little freaky,” I chuckled.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” she giggled slightly. “Thank you, just don’t tell Adrian,”

“Won’t need to worry ‘bout him,” I said. Another fifteen minutes ensued with us being quiet while examining our surroundings. The view overlooked a beautiful scenery of clear blue water. The air wasn’t polluted with the smell of cigarettes or anything resembling New York. The people were much warmer with their personality and it did make me feel comfortable and forget what’s left in New York for me to handle. The masseuses came back and removed the hot stones from off of my back one by one. I laid there for a while as I flexed my muscle blades and slowly sat up. The hot stones weren’t as nearly as bad as some make it out to be but that doesn’t mean I’ll be willing to try it again.

After our hour-long massage, we began to redress and paid for the services. Before going back to the Villa, we were going to grab something to munch on. Justine has been the only female friend I’ve had in the past three months and it was nice that I actually had someone to talk to other than the guys. There was only so much I could discuss with them before I got tired of their insensitivity or if it was the other way around.  Even before Justine, I didn’t have a lot of female friends, well more so after High School. I think it was all apart of one of my phases. I wasn’t too concerned with holding onto friendships back then and I could be held accountable for it, but my lesson is definitely learned, which is why Chance and I are so close.

“I heard their quesadillas are good,” Justine mumbled, taking a sip from her fruity drink.

“I hope it actually is,” I retorted.

“It’ll be good,” she assured. “So, your birthday is tomorrow, is there anything you want to do in particular?”

“Honestly? I have no idea,” I chuckled. “My family would do that for me, you know? They did all the planning and all I had to do was show up. But that’s not the case this time around so it’s really up in the air. Being here is a good birthday gift if that counts as something. Whatever we do has to include Austin though,”

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head. I have the perfect day planned for you tomorrow. Just make sure you get a lot of rest,” I raised my eyebrow up at her but said nothing as our plates of quesadillas were placed in front of us.

Adrian

“Yo, Austin. Stay on this side of the pool. Don’t go near the edge,” I said sternly, taking a seat near the sliding door that had a table and a few chairs around it. Austin declared this morning that he wanted to go swimming and of course I complied. We were on an island that was surrounded by water. How could you not go swimming? However, his intentions were to go swimming in the ocean since there was steps that led directly to itbut I wasn’t sure on him doing that so I offered the pool in the back as the one to go swim in. Now his head is gassed and he thinks he can swim too far near the edge. The pool is not that child suitable for him to be doing all of that. Now the lil nigga thinks he’s an Olympic swimmer.

“Alright,” he said, the least bit interested in my words. I opened my mouth to say something but quickly closed it, realizing that he was having fun and I didn’t want to interrupt. With my glass of Hennessy in my hand, I trailed towards my chair and sat back down. My niggas were all huddled around the table and there were a few things I wanted to discuss with them. Although this was a vacation, to the guys, it was nothing too fancy or time for leisure. That’ll only happen when things have died down officially after some sort of altercation.

The only reason we’re not in New York is because it’s hot out there. I heard too many things before I left and coming out here was the best thing to do.

“So, what’s the plan for when we get back to the city?” Justin asked, itching to get his hand in some sort of action.

“Well, I talked to G before I left n’ shit and B’s family got detectives all over the case. Besides that, I haven’t heard much about the shit from the last time,” I started off. As concerned as I should be about the predicament I just put myself into, I really wasn’t. This isn’t anything that I’m new to and this is the type of situations I’m forced into regardless. If push comes to shove and I do actually have to serve time, as long as my nephew and sister are straight, I’m good. “So, don’t be surprised if a few of them niggas come out of the woodworks. I doubt any of us would have to worry ‘bout Ryan. That nigga is slacking and ain’t doing shit but don’t sleep on him either. However, you should keep an eye on B’s cousin, Xavier,”

“Xavier?” Brian mumbled. “He not from around here,”

“Naw, California nigga,” I said, looking over towards where Austin was at. “She knows the deal but she don’t want me coming at this nigga head either,”

“So? You made some type of deal with her?” Caiden asked.

“Not really but if he’s coming at me, I’m going to defend myself and my team. Fuck outta here,” I stated. Yeah, this is B’s cousin or whatever but at the end of the day, niggas are willing to go to the extreme and get grimy for their loved ones. “So, stay alert on that. Lonnie we need to keep an eye on,” I said, lowering my voice so Austin wouldn’t hear. Although I preferred to be honest with Austin about his flaky ass father, Justine wouldn’t approve of that. For the simple fact that Austin is her kid and whatever she decides to do with Austin is up to her entirely, I won’t infringe on that, but I will speak my mind like I do all the time. “You see, you got Dumb and Dumber with Ryan and Lonnie. If they were as smart as they could potentially be, Lonnie would have an epiphany and realize Ryan’s chick is missing and Ryan would connect this Kennedy persona to Bailey and realize I’m behind this all. Seems logical, right?” I questioned, earning nods from around the table. I paused and took a sip of my drink. “I found some shit on the USB that caught my attention but it’s not adding up, you know?” I murmured.

I was getting somewhere.

“Like what?” Caiden asked. August was present at the table as well, but he was relatively quiet. He’s usually quiet to begin with so I’m not surprised. This isn’t the type of shit he’s cut out for and he’s starting to realize it. After this shit is done with, I don’t want him having any part in this and I need Caiden to deliver that message to his younger brother. If August was my younger brother, there would be no way in hell he would be involved in something like this.

“The police report was on there and Lonnie’s version is different from Justine’s,” I said, noting the first thing that really caught my attention.

“From the night Austin was kidnapped?” Brian asked.

“Yeah,” I nodded. “Knowing that Lonnie won’t be of any use to us, I came up with a different plan that’ll save us from some shit,” I revealed. This is probably the most spontaneous I have ever been with plans and majority of the time, they’re well thought out with weeks of preparation and planning. Bailey being included in the mix was never the original plan and seeing as that it hasn’t been the best well thought out idea, what I came up with next in my opinion has no choice but to work. It’s just about how receptive Bailey will be about it. For the next twenty minutes, I went on to explain my idea and plan and of course I got many confused facial expressions and questions that led me to believe they were doubtful. “Look, it’s either y’all backing me up on this shit or not. Y’all my bros and shit but I don’t need y’all to validate anything I do. Support would be dope but if not, my mind is made up,” I grumbled.

I’ve been trying to dead this shit for the longest time and find some sort of closure within me about this very situation. I have a guilty conscious. Maybe if I was around more often and kept an eye on shit, what Austin endured wouldn’t happen and months later, I wouldn’t have to risk someone else’s life to get the job done. Pushing the chair back, I stood up and grabbed the towel for Austin to dry off with. “Aye, come inside, lil man. We finna order something to eat,” I said which automatically caught his attention.

“Fries and a burger?” he asked, grabbing the towel out my hand.

“Why not? You need a beer along with that too?” I chuckled, encouraging him to walk in front of me.

“For real?” he said excitedly.

“Not at all. I’m fucking with you,” I laughed. “Go change,”

He sucked his teeth lowly and ran back inside the Villa. Before I had the chance to follow suit, my name was being called causing me to come to an abrupt halt. “We had your back regardless, A. that wasn’t going to change,” Justin mumbled, standing tall and meeting me halfway. He held his hand out for a dap which I returned as a grin broke out on my face. One by one, they all got up to give me a dap and a brotherly hug.

“I knew all y’all niggas would have my back anyhow,” I chuckled.

“Yeah, yeah,” They dismissed.

“But aye, August. Let me talk to you real quick,” I said.

“Wassup?”

“Look, with the new change of plans, I need you to be blunt and confront B on what happened that night. I wasn’t there, I don’t know shit about it and I don’t care. But it’s up to you to be honest with her ‘cause she gon’ end up finding out rather quick,” I expressed, crossing my arms over my chest. The expression on his face was pretty calm but I knew better than that.

“I’ll tell her before we leave,” he mumbled, pulling his black shades up on his face.

“I’m holding you to it,” I stressed sternly, walking back inside the Villa.

“A’ight,” I don’t know how truthful August was being, but I was hoping he would fall in line and do what needs to be done. I trailed towards Austin’s room and sat at the edge of his bed, helping him tie his Air Jordan 5 shoelaces.

“Bailey’s birthday is tomorrow?” Austin spoke up.

“Yeah,” I nodded. “Why?”

“Did you get her a birthday gift?” he questioned, furrowing his eyebrows.

“Naw,” I shook my head. “Was I supposed to?” I questioned, placing his foot back down the floor.

He nodded his head quickly. “You bought mommy a birthday gift. You have to do the same for Bailey. I want to buy her something! I would draw but that’s a cheap gift,” he muttered causing me to laugh. I looked at the digital clock on the wall and took note of it being a little after three and the girls had yet to return. I wasn’t planning on buying anything for Bailey, but Austin seemed genuinely interested in doing so.

“Let’s eat first and then we’ll look around, okay?” I sighed.

“Deal,”

Bailey

When Justine and I came back home, the Villa was dead quiet. All lights were turned off which automatically gave away the fact that the boys had went out. I quietly made my way towards the back and into my room. After we ate, we decided to do a little more shopping. I was able to pick out an outfit for my birthday tomorrow, although Justine didn’t tell me what she had planned, I had a hunch a typical dinner would be involved in the mix somehow because I did overhear her talking on the phone, assuming she was talking to Adrian maybe. Placing the dress I bought for tomorrow on a hanger, I walked back out the room and began to unpack what was in some of the bags so I wouldn’t have to do it later. “Hey, Adrian just called. The boys should be back in thirty minutes or so,” Justine said, poking her head inside of the room. I nodded and dived into the big King size bed with a sigh.

“You okay?” she asked. “Something must be wrong,” Her face filled with concern. With the way Justine acts and how concerned she is about the littlest things, it’s evident and clear as to why she would want Lonnie around, but the only problem is her not realizing how much of a threat he actually is. I had to force myself not to speak up on what happened just a day ago with her ex, but Adrian advised me not to do that. If I do, she’d ask why I was with him in the first place and then I’d have to explain, and it’ll just end up being a mess I want to avoid until this trip is over.

“Why do you say that?” I asked, refusing to answer her inquiry.

“Your face. One minute you could be totally fine and the next, your whole mood drops,” she explained.

“Oh,” I mumbled. “My mind is in constant motion. Just thinking,” I shrugged.

“You wanna go home, don’t you?” she said. I bit my bottom lip and allowed a frustrated huff to pass my lips. I would be a liar if I said a part of me didn’t want to stay. But, I wouldn’t be telling the truth if I said I didn’t want to go home either. I was conflicted and it didn’t help that no matter what I chose, I would be fucked some sort of way. Without a doubt, I know my dad is aware and he’s either fuming with anger or… well, there is no or. He’s mad.

“I would but I don’t want to deal with the aftermath,” I said truthfully. I knew that as soon as I was thrown back home, I would be engulfed in a whirlwind of questions and everyone will feel the need to baby me or make sure there is extra protection around me. However, the one person I’m not excited to seeing or hearing from, oddly enough, would be my father. My dad is the least bit passive and will let you know in a heartbeat if he isn’t feeling something. Just because I’m his daughter does not mean he will possibly go easy on me. No matter what age I am, that wouldn’t matter to him because he’ll still get on my case like I’m eight.

“I’m so sorry,” she frowned.

“It’s okay,” I murmured, wishing I hadn’t spoken at all. Now, I had tears streaming down my face and I hadn’t bothered to remove it at all.

“Oh my gosh,” Justine panicked, quickly rushing to get a tissue for me. Before I had a chance to react and grab the tissue from Justine’s hand, Adrian was barging through the door. He stopped abruptly and stared between us, mystified.

“What happened?” he frowned.

“Nothing,” I spoke up before Justine could. That only caused Adrian to look at me with more intensity as he saw right through my lie. I turned to look away and rushed off towards the bathroom. I don’t know why I was crying, and I don’t know why I was letting my tears get the best of me. I sat on the edge of the bathtub and continued to sob, despite my efforts to stop. I felt like I’d be doing a lot of crying in the upcoming days, to be honest. Letting out a frustrated groan, I stood up and went to look at myself in the mirror. My eyes were a bit puffy but weren’t as red as I thought they’d be. Adrian’s arms trickled around my waist, pulling me back towards him.

“You good?” he asked.

“I’m fine,” I mumbled. “I’m just a little emotional,” I said, turning around in his grasp.

“I know. I see it in your face which is why I don’t want to tell you shit,” he grumbled.

“That doesn’t make me feel good,” I confessed, burying my face in his chest.

“I know what will,” he smirked mischievously.

_

(TPP)

Adrian and Bailey’s lips were locked together tightly as their hands roamed over one another’s body eagerly. They wasted no time attacking each other with their pent up frustration and it showed with how they were reacting towards one another. Bailey moaned into the kiss as his hands gripped her ass. They had moved from the bathroom with ease, over towards the bed. Bailey was straddling Adrian’s lap and grinded into his growing erection, all while managing to keep their swollen lips locked. “Take this shit off,” he groaned, referring to her romper.

“Take it off me,” Bailey said seductively, crawling off his lap and onto the bed.

“Don’t gotta tell me twice,” he said, hovering on top of her. His hand found the zipper on the size of her romper and zipped it down in a hurried fashion. Bailey slid out of the soft material with ease and now laid under him in a matching lace bra and panty set. Now that Bailey was halfway undressed, it was time for Adrian to be the same way. Bailey leaned up and tugged on the bottom of his grey shirt, wanting it off immediately. Once the shirt was dropped on the floor, Bailey gently grazed her acrylic nails against his chest before lowering them towards the hem of his shorts. His lips connected with the side of her neck, sucking roughly on her flesh while one of his hand trickled down her bare thigh towards her love. Bailey gasped, feeling him push the material of her panty to the side and pump one of his fingers inside of her moist center.

There was no way Adrian was going to allow for Bailey to get it easy right now. He was going to do things his way and she would have to take it. Bailey and Adrian’s eyes connected and an intense stare between the two ensued; Bailey finding herself unable to look away for just a split second, which was rare for her. As much she wanted to, she didn’t and she found herself becoming turned on by the intense eye contact while Adrian continued to pump his fingers in and out of her wetness. Removing his finger from her opening, he stared at the stickiness that now covered his finger and brought it towards Bailey’s mouth to lick off.

Her lips wrapped around his finger, slowly sucking off the juices. That action alone had Adrian mind wandering off into different directions and most importantly, different positions. Fuck, he thought. Bailey smirked, knowing that she got him there. In the blink of an eye, Adrian had torn her expensive lingerie off her body and left her completely exposed for only his eyes to see. Bailey tucked her bottom lip in her mouth, noticing the apparent boner in Adrian’s POLO boxers. Bailey took the initiative to tug down his boxers, revealing his harden dick. Bailey fell back on the bed, spreading her legs just a tad bit.

She was anticipating having him in the worst way. Adrian saw no point in foreplay since Bailey was wet already and Adrian’s dick was too hard to be patient. At the end of the day, she’ll get hers and he’ll get his. “Spread ‘em wide,” Adrian said huskily. It was then that he realized that his condoms were in his suitcase, but he didn’t feel the urge to stop and get them. I’ll just pull out, he thought to himself. The last thing he needed was a kid of his own and the one thing Bailey didn’t need to get caught up in was having a child with her ‘kidnapper’ as well. “You mind if I fuck you raw?” Adrian asked, wrapping B’s leg around him.

Bailey was conscious enough to know what was coming out of his mouth but too lost in ecstasy as Adrian rubbed the tip of his dick against her slit. At this point, she would agree to anything as long as Adrian fucked her good. Without much of a warning, Adrian pushed into her, causing her back to arch instantly and expletives to flee from her mouth one after the other. Adrian smirked, giving her long and hard strokes to her center. Bailey’s nails clawed at his skin as she tried to find his rhythm, so she could do the same thing back with just as much force. Eventually Bailey caught his pace and began to slowly grind her hips on him. “Fuck, Adrian,” she moaned, grasping a chunk of the sheets in her hand. Adrian decided to use his hands and push down on her lower stomach while he continued with the fast momentum of his strokes, making sure to hit all of her spots.

Bailey knew exactly what he was doing but she allowed for him to have her in the way he wanted. She was loving every bit of it and especially the fact that Adrian was just the right amount of rough. They weren’t making love, but they weren’t just fucking either. They shared a conscious connection with one another and although they didn’t speak on it much, they both understood it whether or not they wanted to admit it to one another. Adrian grabbed ahold of Bailey’s legs and pinned it against her chest, giving him more leverage to stroke her the way he desired.

“Shit,” Adrian grunted, feeling her walls contract around him. Bailey saw it all in his face and smirked.

Bailey pushed him back a bit and he caught the hint, still pumping in her but staring at her with a confused expression. A thin layer of sweat coated both of their skins’ and it would only get worse with the way these two were going at it. Getting just the right amount of energy, Bailey and Adrian changed positions and Bailey was now on top of him, slowly bucking her hips back and forth. Her hands rested on his chest as she used all her energy to turn him into her bitch. The look of pleasure was all over each of their faces and in a short while, they both would be pleased and satisfied as soon as they came.

Adrian grabbed Bailey’s neck, bringing her lips towards his. Their kisses were nothing short of aggressive and urgent as Bailey tugged on Adrian’s lip while managing to keep her pace up. She was on the brink of an orgasm and with the way she would grow progressively faster, showed just how much she wanted her orgasm to arrive. Adrian began to thrust upwards into her suddenly causing her to yelp out in loud moan. Her head titled backwards, and a slight O formed on her lips as she continued to move her body against Adrian’s powerful strokes. “Adriannnn!” Bailey moaned, loud enough for anyone in close proximity to hear.

Adrian slipped his hands between their two conjoined bodies and began to rub at her clit fast. That feeling in the pit of her stomach became more blatant and before Bailey could process anything, she had reached her climax; releasing all over Adrian. Now that Bailey got hers, Adrian was about to get his. “Goddamn,” Adrian groaned, bussing right after her. Both of them were breathing heavily, attempting to catch their breaths. Bailey felt weak as hell as she laid upon Adrian’s sweaty chest, letting what just happened between the two sink into her mind as well as Adrian’s. What the two of them didn’t realize in that moment was that Adrian didn’t pull out. Typical, huh?

Bailey knew something like this would happen but hoped that it wouldn’t but it did. Now, she would really have to take the pill. It took at least five minutes for them to regain their composure. Bailey sighed blissfully, placing a kiss on Adrian’s full lips after. Neither of the two had the energy to move and if they could, they would stay like this forever. “I need to take the pill,” Bailey said, exhausted to say that sentence alone.

Adrian’s eyebrows meshed together but he quickly found out why. “Alright,” he mumbled, tracing his hands down Bailey’s back towards her ass, cupping it roughly in his hands. “But before that, let’s take it to the shower for a minute,” he said, to which Bailey gladly obliged with. She had run out of energy but that didn’t mean she couldn’t go another round.

Bailey

For once, I was at peace.

No, it didn’t take sex for that to happen but it was a great release, literally.

After the amazing rounds of sex, I had got redressed into something more comfortable and made my way inside of Justine’s bedroom, asking her if she had any pills on her. Of course she embarrassed me about what she supposedly heard but I waved her off and limped back into the confines of Adrian and I’s bedroom, quickly swallowing the pill with the water Adrian got for me. Now we laid tangled up in the sheets, spilling the first thing that came to mind. Some of the things were random and other things actually held weight. Either way, we were content with talking about just about anything at this point. “I think I want another tattoo,” I confessed, staring straight ahead, towards the beautiful view of outside.

“Yeah? Like what and where?” Adrian asked, snaking his arms’ around my waist tighter. I smiled at the small gesture. He truly didn’t know much it meant to me. It definitely gave me that security that I lacked around Ryan and especially with my father being out of the picture for so long.

“I want angel wings… like what Caiden has but way smaller,” I said. “My mother and sister have them,” The only tattoo my mother would ever cosign for my younger sister. “And I want to do mine because I never got the chance to do so,” I knew Adrian already figured out why I wasn’t able to get mine but decided against speaking on it for both of our benefits. “And, I want it on my other wrist since this one already has something,” I said, holding out both of my wrist for him to see.

“We can make that happen, baby girl,” he said, closing his eyes a bit. My birthday was less than three hours away and with the way Adrian was talking, it seemed like he was willing to give me the moon and the stars. I ran my fingers along his neck gingerly, seeing that it put him at ease. “I got something I wanna tell you though,” he murmured into my exposed skin. I remained quiet, not saying anything and waiting for him to spill whatever was on his mind. “I want you to go back home,” His words’ made me tense as the movements of my fingers along his neck came to a sudden halt. Those were words I probably would have never heard him say but here we were, and those words indeed fell past his lips.

If this was two or three months ago, I would be jumping for joy to be able to finally leave. But my feelings towards Adrian, Justine, Austin and the boys have all changed. I no longer feel an ounce of resentment to them and I can sympathize with them. Going home would be me being thrown in the swing of things that I was currently unaware of. I missed out on a lot and I feel like I would only just stick out rather than being accepted with open arms. Of course, I want to see my family and friends but I don’t want to deal with the backlash that comes with it, if you know what I mean.

“What?” I mumbled. I heard correctly but I couldn’t believe it.

“I want you to go home after this trip is over,”

“Why?” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Adrian sighed, refusing to look my way out of the numerous times we’ve had a conversation.

“I think it’s for the best,” he stated.

“And then what?!” I found myself growing frustrated within a few seconds.

“Aye, chill with all that shit, alright? Just listen to me,” he said. The way he was acting was way too nonchalant and carefree about this as if what he was about to do wouldn’t affect either of us.

“Look at me then,” I demanded, crossing my arms over my chest.

His head popped up and he stared at me through thin slits before quickly uncrossing my arms and holding them down at my sides. “Stop acting so defensive,” he gritted. “Hear me out or you won’t get any dick from me,” he said, purposely making me laugh at the grin on his face.

“I’m not even laughing because it’s not funny right now!” I said.

“Calm the fuck down, baby,” he said huskily, tucking his head in the corner of my neck. I knew what he was doing, and I wanted to stop that because there was no way he was going to evade this type of information from me.

“I’m listening,” I insisted, pinching his neck. His skin around the area pinched immediately turned a light shade of red.

“What the fuck!?” he roared.

“You’re lucky I didn’t bite your neck,” I said. “Now, tell me why I’m leaving?” I said bitterly.

“Look, you might not understand after I explain why, you just might or you don’t want to. But, with everything that’s been happening recently, I know when to step back and I know when to put you back in the line of safety. I can handle things from here on out, trust. However, there is one tiny thing I have in mind and it’s totally up to you,” he said, waiting for me to acknowledge that I heard him but instead, it was returned with a blank face as I waited for him to elaborate before I spoke up. With a sigh, he said, “You know how Ryan is supposedly looking for you?” I gave off an indifferent shrug. Sure he was. “Well, let’s play him at his own game. Only difference, no one gets hurt in this scenario unless I have a change of heart,”

“What do you mean play him at his own game?” I inquired, my eyebrows furrowing together. If this was a revenge for revenge type of situation, I’m not too sure on this.

“He has this idea in his head that he’s closer to you than what he actually is. Let’s act like he is and essentially, make it easy on him. Give him what he wants and make it seem like his job is done but realistically, it’s just beginning. I’ll play the part and act like I’m surrendering, you feel? I’m still determined to find out what happened because it’s not sitting well with me and I have this sort of-“

“Guilty conscience?” I said, cutting him off. He cut his eyes at me again before slowly nodding. “Hm, that’s your superego speaking,”

“Is this ‘bout to turn into a paid session?” he asked sarcastically.

“Only if you want it to,” I said, kissing his lips.

“Naw, you do enough with picking my mind even when I don’t ask for it,” he grumbled. “But back to the focus, girl. So, is you down or what?”

“What exactly would I be doing now?” I questioned. “How would this work?”

“Take it like this, you’re free. You’re free to do as you please and leave the house to go back to your real life. Work with your ex Ryan and basically act like a con artist against him. Butter him up to get information that I need because at the end of the day, trust, he’ll say whatever the fuck you want him to tell you, especially knowing your predicament. This is the only plan where I can get immediate answers ‘cause Ryan not tryna talk to me and I’m going to leave Lonnie alone for a bit,”

“And then I tell you what he said?” He nodded. “I don’t know…” I trailed off. Although I would be happy to be home, the last person I’m willing to have any sort of acknowledgment with is Ryan. I don’t want to look at him, talk to him or even breathe the same air. I don’t hate him, but I don’t like him either and there has definitely been a distaste for him on my part. “Like what if he expects more than what I’m willing to give? How will my family respond if they know I’m helping you? Adriannnn!” I whined. “I don’t want to go,” His eyebrows rose at my true statement. I was conflicted; I don’t know what to do. “What happened to me staying if I chose to?”

“It’s still valid. Why would you want to stay though… out of all people with me?” he laughed lightly.

“I just… I’m not too sure right now,” I mumbled. I needed to think about this some more. Bottom line, Adrian wanted me to ‘work’ with Ryan to get immediate answers since Lonnie was out of the picture. If I was going to essentially play Ryan at his own game, I would actually have to play the part to fool Ryan. I don’t think Ryan’s dumb or maybe he is but running back into his arms’ all of a sudden seems like playing with fire. Not knowing if Ryan intentions are honest, I don’t know how safe I would be near him or if my mother would even allow that to happen.

“You trust me?” Adrian said, breaking me out of my thoughts. The last time I said I didn’t, he made me kill someone. But as far as knowing his intentions, it’s way better than what Ryan could possibly offer.

Willingly, I mumbled a low, “Yes,”

“What was that? I don’t think I heard correctly?” he said, hovering on top of me again, resting his weight on his knuckles.

“I do but you be putting me in risky ass situations,” I blurted.

“Not anymore, alright?” he promised.

“Fine, I’ll do it,” I huffed, locking my arms around his neck tightly. “That means I have to live with him?”

“Stay in my condo in Tribeca; I’ll be there if you want me to,”

I smiled lightly. “You’re cute,”

“Oh, now I’m cute? ‘Bout a month ago you were speaking a different language,”

“’Cause, you started to actually show me what you’re about,” I chuckled. He stared at me longingly, a genuine smile plastered on his face. It was without a doubt true that everyone had two sides and Adrian was no exception. His genuine side overweighs everything negative about him. That might be a bold statement but it’s exactly how I feel. Although I don’t like to compare Adrian to Ryan, there was obvious traits about the two that were different and what stood out exactly is how genuine Adrian is. Let’s be clear, Adrian doesn’t speak on his feelings but rather, he shows them which speaks way more than he ever will. Ryan on the other hand, spoke with his words but his words weren’t enough for me, I needed more, and he couldn’t give that to me. I’m not even officially with Adrian but yet, he’s done way more, at least in my opinion.

“I’m glad you see that,” he said. “I do care about you, oddly enough,” A grin broke out on my face. “But I don’t want to hurt you because I’m already doing that,” And it’s sad because I know that already.

Things were gearing up to change pretty quickly.