The Perplexed Procurer

5

'Sweetness' Adoni Smith

After what felt like forever, Toni accompanied me in the all white living room I had her and Minnie decorate when we first got the condo. Beautiful with just the correct amount of style and femininity.

I heard the gold around her ankle jingle expensively, her white toes came into vision next, then finally her tracksuit covered coke bottle body. I bit my lip, grabbing a handful of her backside, almost forgetting the man bound to the chair before us.

"Take your clothes off," I demanded. She looked at me, never giving him any attention. First, she unzipped the tracksuit top then pushed the velvet pants down her plump, wide bum. She was naked as the day she was born, she began to take my work suit off and that left us beautifully bare. I rose without as much as a touch from her, my hunger was deep rooted and evident as I pushed her softly against the all white couch.

She was cornered into the plush material as I entered her with no hassle. I closed my eyes, opening them to see her staring directly into my face. Ma had called, telling me about our blessing and her dream of fish. Toni was no longer my whore, no, not with a blessing inside of her like that.

She was my bitch.

And if she kept it up, she would be my wife.

We made love like the man in the middle of our all-white room was invisible. I dug into her fast, just how I realized she had liked it, bringing her body to a shake and then a release. I lent down to kiss her, pushing my release as deep into her womb as I can, a telling sign of marked territory.

She came down from her high, her hazel eyes never left mine as they darkened in contrast to the room we were in. I stood up, grabbing my pants and handing her the burgundy velvet suit I had spent nearly a phone bill on.

"Toni, oh no," I gasped, looking back towards the man who had a tent in his pants. I snarled my face up in disgust, not being able to comprehend that he was aroused by me and my woman. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion and I pointed to his pants.

I didn't drink but I damned sure as hell could use one now. She laughed at the man and his poor little pecker, I smirked in my ego knowing I was packaging what some natural born men weren't.

"Well would you look at that, Sweetness. Not only is he bricked, but he got off on watching you make love to your woman who is carrying your child." Toni pouted, wrapping her arms around my body, hiding her face in my neck.

"Now who is the real freak?" I asked. I sat down on the couch we had just broke in and pulled Toni on my lap.

She relaxed into my body and we continued on with our conversation as if the man wasn't there. "I think it's only fair that I return the favor, you know? As the freak and all, me making love to my baby's mother is enough to get niggas off. So let's see how niggas like being in your shoes, yeah?" I looked up toward Toni who had a shocking look resting in her irises. I smirked, tapping her hefty backside and rubbing her cloth covered abdomen.

"How deep am I normally inside of you?" I asked Toni, she point to a point above her belly button and I smirked with pride.

"That's deep, baby. He wants it that deep, you think?" I laughed a humorless one. Toni just went with the flow, avoiding eye contact with the tied up man whose name happened to be Tommy.