The Heart of A Killer.

19.

Chapter 19 | mature content whores!!

"You don't have to worry about him anymore." I nodded as I threw pictures of the guy I just murdered.

She nodded as she grabbed the 20 grand she owed me and put it on the table. "You one hell of an assassin."

I shrugged as I grabbed it, "Your 10 short." I threw it back at her as she laughed, "And what would make you possibly think that?"

"This isn't my first rodeo, I know when my money is missing." She went upstairs coming back down with 20 more grand.

I grabbed all the money and smirked as I walked out, "Oh, and you weren't short, but thanks for the tip."

She flicked me off as I laughed, "That's my pay for the next fucker I want to die." She yelled out the door.

"I got you, Kimberly, you know I always will." We both shared a smile as I got to my car. Orlando's name popped up on my phone as I connected it to Bluetooth.

"Yes?"

"What happened to you cooking dinner tonight?"

"I am, I just had to handle something. I got a surprise for you when I get there." I smiled

"Okay."

Orlando's been up since 8 this morning painting and drawing anything that comes to mind. That night we made it official at the museum made him basically a well know artist. I smiled as I enter the house as the portrait he made of me hung above the tv.

I slowly walked into his room as I saw him looking out the window as the beautiful view of Harlem took over the moment.

My arms devoured his waist as I kissed his back. "Hello, beautiful." He mumbled

"Hello, my handsome pooda."

"Now what was it you had to show me?" He sat down putting me on his lap.

"Well, I actually wanted to show you after dinner."

"Okay, I guess I can wait a couple more hours." I laughed.

"Why you wait go take a shower to get all this paint off of you." I licked my finger as I tried to wipe the paint that was on his cheek.

He grabbed my wrist, "The only place your saliva should be going is down there."

I blushed as I punched his chest, "You're so nasty."

"Only for you baby." He bit his lip and winked as he walked upstairs.

O R L A N D O | G O N Z A L O

I wiped the nape of my head with my towel as I went downstairs to see what Savay was doing. I grew happy when my foot hit the last step and smelled food.

Entering the kitchen, I lowly chuckled as I saw Savay swaying her hips to Chanel by Frank Ocean.

I crept up behind her as she bent over to get a pan. I grabbed the top of her skirt yanking it towards me humping her.

"Orlando, stop." She laughed, I smacked her butt as I did the movement faster. She threw herself back to me and I bit my lip.

She turned around getting on her knees looking at me the whole time. She untied my basketball shorts as the fell to my ankles. Her tongue traveled up and down my length as her hand went behind it. She kissed the tip and put it inside her mouth. I groaned as my head threw itself back.

A spine of excitement went threw my spine as I felt the back of her throat. I grunted as I grabbed a fist of her hair pushing her down further to test if she could keep up with my pace. She gagged on my length sharply and wrapped her tongue around me.

I threw myself down her throat as her eyes started to get watery. I bit my lip knowing she was stopping her breathing for me. I did this motion several times before I yanked her head back as a string of spit followed behind her landing on the floor.

She spits on my tip and immediately sucked right after, "Fuck." I groaned

"Y'all are truly disgusting." I quickly pulled up my shorts turning to see Tony and Gina smiling sitting at a stool. Sydney was sitting on the counter eating an apple.

"Gina, no offense but you never sucked my shit like that." Savay got up in embarrassment as she wiped her mouth going upstairs.

I huffed leaning across the counter popping him in the forehead. "Yeah because the last time I did you slapped me in the face."

"Bdsm came into mind, I told you-.

He stopped talking as Sydney and I laughed loudly as I cleaned up the spit that was on the floor.

"Man, y'all gone have to give us back that key. Y'all can't do pop-ups like that."

"Then we wouldn't get sex shows like that."

I ignored them going up the stairs, "I'll finish the food. Tell Savay don't be embarrassed it's natural." Sydney jumped down from the counter

I knocked on the door opening it to see Savvy pacing back and forth in the room. She made eye contact with me as she groaned, she sat on the bed putting her head in her hands.

"That's so embarrassing." I chuckled kissing her neck

"Baby, it's fine. You were only doing what every woman does in a relationship."

"But still. I feel like a whore." I scoffed as she slapped my chest.

"What the hell is so funny?"

"I'm sorry ma, but why out of all things that?"

"Because that was only my second time doing that and they were... impressed."

"So what, that's a good thing." She blushed as she rushed her face into my chest.

"What happened to my gift you were supposed to give me?"

Her face lit up as she scurried into the bathroom closing the door behind her. I chuckled as I patiently waited while I laid down on the bed with my forearm covering my eyes.

I felt a weight jump on my stomach as I looked up. She smiled handing me the bag. "You're very so welcome, and I'm not taking no for an answer so don't try to make me."

I sat up opening the bag as my eyes deceived me, "And what the hell is this for?" The money slowly covered the bed set as I got up with Savay still hanging on with her legs wrapped around my waist.

"That is 40 grand."

"What is it for though?"

"That's money to go towards your paintings. You've been talking about opening up your own studio to teach others and I thought this would be the perfect time to surprise you."

"Why would it be a perfect time?"

It was a temporary silence as she smiled, "Because it proves to you no matter what day it is, I'm doing all this for you... for us."