Forty Six

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"Why can't I listen? It's because of me you're killing him anyway, so what if I hear the details." I said to daddy as he rubbed my feet. I'd been home from the hospital for two days now and they had been watching Quincy for even longer. "Cause you don't need that in your head, you or my babies. When I slide I'ma have Quay come and sit with you." I rolled my eyes, damn I forgot all about that nigga.

"Okay daddy, whatever you say." I took my feet from his lap and went upstairs to start the shower. I wasn't mad, more so annoyed. Like just shoot the nigga and call it a day. I stripped from my clothes and stepped into the hot water with a huge sigh of relief.

I felt arms around my waist and kisses on my neck. "I know you have an attitude princess. But don't I always know what's best for you in situations like these?" He spun me to face him. Honestly I could barely concentrate cause his dick kept poking me, but I agreed anyway, "Yes daddy, you do. I just want it over already so I can raise my babies in peace." I stood on my toes and stole a kiss before trying to finish up in here.

But somebody had other plans. His hand slid between my thighs as he rubbed my most sensitive area, making my head roll back onto his chest. "Baby, don't you have to go-ooh" I moaned out as he rubbed my clit in slow circles before backing me against the large marble shower wall. As he put both legs over his shoulders and lifted me up he made sure to get straight to work pleasing me.

My breathing was heavy. It felt like too damn long since I was handled with any type of love or affection. He lapped and sucked my pussy until I caught an arch up my spine and came all in his mouth. My nigga so nasty, and I love it. I got down on shaky legs before getting on my knees and taking him into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down letting him hit the back of my throat, like Cupcakke said, this deep throat be twerkin. I massaged his balls with one hand while I stroked him into my wet mouth with the other, he held my head steady and pumped into my tonsils before shooting his seed down my throat.

"Say ah babygirl," Daddy said while looking down at me. I looked him back in the eye, "Ahhh," I stuck my tongue out for him to see. It was gone. "Good girl. Come here lemme get you clean."

By the time Furious gently scrubbed my body from head to toe, then proceeded to wash my hair, I was falling asleep on my feet. The mans hands were magic. We went into the bedroom where he started getting dressed, looking like a damn snack. I put on my bra and panties with just my black silk robe. There was a knock at the door. "Daddy I'ma get the door." I yelled into the walk in closet before heading downstairs.

I looked through the frosted glass and saw Quay. "Um hey, come in. You want somethin to drink?" I asked as he came in out of the cold. "Nah I'm good lil mama. Where your daddy at?" I flipped my hair over to one side before answering. "Upstairs, I'll tell him you here. Make yourself com-" I couldn't finish my sentence cause I could just feel his energy floating down the stairs. Daddy stood behind me with both hands on my belly. "Wassup nigga I see you got here on time for a change." He said, dapping Quay up.

"Milla go put some clothes on." Furious told me while continuing his conversation. Okay well fuck you too then. I huffed before turning to go upstairs and do as he said. Maybe I just wanted to be comfortable huh? I slipped on some spandex shorts and a t-shirt then put my hair up in a bun and got in the bed. Real Housewives of Atlanta come on tonight and Kim Zolciak aka Wig is back. Yup, this is where I'll be til daddy comes home.

His boots climbed the stairs before the bedroom door opened. "I'm bout to slide out princess, you good?" He leaned over, wrapping himself around me and kissing my cheeks. I took him in my arms, kissing all over his face. "I'm good daddy, just make it back home to us." I pointed down to my belly. We kissed for what seemed like forever before he finally stood up to leave.

Tonight would be Quincy's end. It's what he deserves.

It was late and I hadn't even ate anything yet. Getting up from the bed I decided to head to the kitchen and make a sandwich or something. Quay was laid back on the couch getting high by himself while watching tv. I knew his ass would have the munchies soon.

"You want a sandwich or something?" I asked just to be nice. "Shit that's cool, hook it up den lil mama. Y'all got some chips?" He came into the kitchen where I was. "Yeah I got you." I picked up my phone and text my two best friends who I hadn't seen in too damn long and invited them over.

Handing him his plate with a ham and cheese sandwich with lettuce tomato and mayo, and some chips. "It's juice and stuff in the fridge. I got some friends coming over so we'll just be upstairs." I told Quay on my way out of the kitchen. "Okay cool, just don't have no boys over if a nigga fall asleep." He said in a serious tone.

Daddy's Point of View

It was pitch black out and I was dressed in all black as I crept up the block behind this pussy ass nigga. It was silent, no witnesses. He stopped at the corner to light up a square, I leapt up behind his ass putting him in a chokehold. The gun pressed to his temple.

"Get on ya knees bitch!" I kicked him in the back of his legs, sending him to the ground. Walking around to face him I took off the ski mask, lookin the coward in the face. "You know why we here nigga and it ain't for no speech. You touched my family and you know any nigga that touch my family gotta die, remember Juan? Yeah I killed that nigga for fuckin my ex wife." Juan was his beloved cousin. No nigga took from me and lived fi tek again and again. That was the Jamaican dread in me.

"You killed Juan!" He screamed as I popped two in his chest, his body fell to the sidewalk in his own blood. I jogged back up the block to the car and slid the gun under the driver seat.

Camilla's Point of View

"Anyway bitch you never told us who the fine ass nigga who answered the door was!" Shina said as she painted her nails. The smell almost made me sick. "Girl it's just been a lot goin on so Furious wants him to keep an eye on me." I said flipping through the channels.

Showgirls was on, yas.

"Yoshi boo, can you go pop some popcorn pleasee?" I asked my bighead bestie.

"Wit that fine ass nigga down there? You ain't gotta ask me twice, shit." This thotpocket.

Not much longer after that I heard daddy's voice downstairs. He said something to Quay and Yoshi and then came upstairs. "Hey Shina," He popped his head in and spoke, she politely spoke back. "Milla come here baby." He nodded over to the master bedroom.

"Yes daddy?" I closed the door behind me. He was in the bathroom getting ready for a shower. "It's done baby." Daddy said before stepping under the hot water. The words replay in my head. The man who had caused me so much pain was finally dead, brb while I throw this ass back for my man!

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