Page 46 of Property of Shotgun
“You afraid bringing it up is gonna open those wounds?” Jersey asks.
A couple of days ago my answer would’ve been yes, but that was before I knew she had been working on letting go of Irish for some time.
“No, I just think she’s gotten used to me being around, and it might come as a surprise when I tell her I’m gonna be gone for three weeks. With both Raiden and Legend in sports, she relies heavily on the extra set of hands.”
It’s not a total lie. Legend only has one more game of spring ball left, but he jumps right into soccer the following week. And Raiden doesn’t end T-ball until the end of June, which means I’m going to miss his last few games.
“Gavone and Bed-Stuy can be on call for whatever she needs,” Biggie says, but his eyes remain on me. I can sense there is more he wants to say, but he’s holding his tongue for whatever reason.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I just think this is a blessing in disguise. You’re going on two years, man. Some people might say you’re enabling her.”
That grinds my gears.
“Some people? Or you?”
“Does it matter? It must be true if you’re getting defensive over it.”
“Since when does helping someone out become enabling?”
“Brother, I’m not faulting you for anything you’ve done for her or those kids. You might not have any desire to take a wife or have kids of your own, but I can’t imagine Jade being alone forever. Can you?”
“No, I can’t.”
Because she’s not alone.
She’s with me.
“All I’m saying, is maybe she needs to feel the hard. You being gone might make her realize she wants more out of life than to just play house with you.”
“Biggie has a point, Shotgun,” Stacks says. “You can’t tell me you don’t need a break from all that too. It’s gotta be exhausting looking at a woman as pretty as Jade all day and having to keep your hands to yourself. I would’ve lost it a long time ago, and that’s no disrespect to Irish.”
No, but it strangely feels disrespectful to me.
I barely get my boots off when my phone chimes.
Jade: Unlock your door and turn the shower on.
I shrug off my kutte, and toss it over the back of my couch before I pad into the bathroom, and turn the shower on. It’s small in comparison to the shower she has in her master bath, and there is no bench. It’s just a tub with a showerhead. I don’t even have a shower curtain, but that would only get in the way for what I have planned for her.
Reaching behind me, I pull my t-shirt over my head and make my way back out into the living room. The door opens and Jade enters wearing nothing but that fucking robe of hers. In her hand she holds a pair of panties and her phone.
“I thought you would never get home,” she says, tossing the panties on top of my kutte. She makes her way toward me, throwing her arms around my neck. I hook my arms under her thighs and lift her into my arms. Her mouth covers mine, and her tongue licks past my lips. I walk her back into the bathroom, and deposit her on top of the tiny vanity. My hands come up to frame her face, and I take the kiss deeper, plucking and plundering, owning her mouth with mine.
She sheds her robe, and reaches for my hands, bringing them to her tits. My thumbs roll over nipples, pinching and pulling at them as my mouth leaves hers. I bend my head, taking one of her nipples between my teeth.
“Oh, God, if you keep doing that I’m going to cum before we even make it to the shower.”
Considering I plan on making her cum multiple times, I don’t see the issue with that, so I continue to wreak havoc on her tits, jumping from one to the other. She pushes her fingers through my hair, and wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me even closer to her. My cock, thick, and hard, strains against my jeans as it rubs against her pussy.
I release her nipple and smooth my hands down her sides, squeezing her hips so hard my fingers leave indents.
“Spread your legs for me, mama. Let me take care of that pussy.”
One thing about Jade, give her a command, and she fucking obliges. Dropping her legs from my waist, she spreads her them as wide as she can, revealing her perfectly wet cunt to my hungry eyes.
I spread her swollen lips, dragging my thumbs through all that wetness. “Fuck,” I growl. “Look at how needy you are.” I plunge two fingers inside her, loving the noises her cunt makes when I move them in and out of her.
