Chapter Thirty-Five ~ Loose Ends

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Mel POV

"Yes, mmmmm yes, ah babyyyyyy!"I called out arching my back and pulling his hair. My explosion was coming to a head but he stopped. I leaned up pulling off his t-shirt and quickly using my bare heels to ease his pajama bottoms down. He scooted me closer to him, lifting me while I slid down on the mighty Mr. Dickster. I grabbed on to the countertops for balance and leverage while he held my hips locked in place and my legs wrapped around his waist.

"Good gawd have mercy!" I said more to myself as I felt every delicious inch going inside of me. By the time he made it all the way in, my mouth was dry, my kittykat was no longer purring but howling with anticipation and my eyes were becoming permanently crossed-eyed. This man was an insatiable beast to the thousandth power. He held on to me as if I only weighed like a sheet of paper pumping and grinding bringing my hollow cave walls to destruction.

"AhyespleaseyesyesyesohyesMr.Dickster," my words seem to flow from my mouth. The feeling was unexplainable. He buried his face in my neck sending shivers down below.

"Mel oh Mel," his husky voice whispered in my ear. "I want to feel you all over me."

I let go of the counter and he bent down on his knees carrying me along with him. He kissed me and then leaning back I started my ride. I bit my bottom lip between my teeth, pulled the ponytail tie I was wearing tossing it on the floor. I brought his knees up behind me and I started to bounce like crouching tiger hidden dragon while I worked my ass like Kim Kardashian at the Penthouse Club.

I was trembling with excitement when my second tidal wave came crashing down. He held me in place while my body took control. I called out his name and he rolled me over to my back. Legs up, ankles criss-crossed applesauce around his neck, and that's when the white flashes before my eyes became visible.

"Mel..." was all I remember him saying before the pale green ceiling opened up and swallowed me. He released my wobbly legs and they fell straight on the floor.

Looking down he smiled. "Are you okay?"

I had to shake away the cobwebs. "What do you think?" I eased up on my my forearms blowing my scattered hair locks off my face.

"Sorry but I saw you bending over the counter only wearing my dress shirt and nothing under it and I couldn't help myself."

"Sure you did."

"Being around you makes me come all undone. So damn sexy, sometimes it's too much for me to handle."

"Whatever Marc. You're in love with the coco and I'm not talking about the white powder."

"Coco...white powder? Speak English Hun."

"Never mind," I said laughing. He helped me up and I slipped back on his shirt. He eased his pajama pants back on.

"I'm going to shower. Want to join me?"

"Ah...no. I will never be able to finish breakfast. Sounds tempting, maybe tonight." I kissed him on the lips and he slapped my backside.

"Be back down in a minute," he said leaving me standing there like little bunny foo foo. I had to shake the devious images from my mind. My phone rang saving me from my demise.

"Hello?"

"Hey honey. It's Cad."

"Oh hey."

"I have some free time this afternoon and my friend Nicole Anderson is actually in town."

"Yes the architect."

"The one and only. I was telling her about some of the ideas you had and she was excited."

"What time do you want to meet?"

"How about one? You can meet me at my office."

"Sounds great. I will see you then." We hung up.

I looked around to find the eggs, bacon and toast already on the cabinet. The skillet was on the stove and the milk was on the side of it. Thinking back, I was about to make breakfast and then the next thing I knew, I was sitting on top of the slate kitchen countertop with my legs in the air and him feasting down below. He didn't even give me a chance to breathe before I was calling out his name and yelling out nasty obscenities that made him lose control.

That man was going to be the death of me. I would die of a sexual diabolical coma. I never knew sex could be so exhilarating. Who needed a gym when you had the Marc Hernandez workout plan? I had to laugh at myself. My thighs burned from the intense workout I just had. If I kept on the plan, I would be twenty pounds lighter by the end of next week and walking with a walker by the time I turned forty.

I fixed our plates and sat them on the table. He walked down the stairs looking all spiffy in his tailor made suit. He was clean shaven, smelled fantastic and sexy as all get out.

"You didn't have to cook. I had plenty all ready." His eyes dropped down to my body and he licked his lips.

"Eyes up here mister."

"Who's Mister Dickster?" He asked stopping me in mid stride.

"Should I be jealous? You've called his name out before." He took a seat at the table.

What could I say? Embarrassment washed over me. I was scared to turn around and face him. I was absolutely speechless. I swallowed hard. The forks in my hand were wet from the perspiration from my sweaty fingers.

Slowly turn Mel. Just play it off.

I turned around and he fell out laughing."Is that the best you could come up with?"

"What?"

"I've heard some call it The Abominable Pussycrusher, let's see the Punnani Tamer, the Endless Whip of Seduction and my favorite wait for it...Poontang Avenger." He started laughing and I could see my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were bucked, mouth wide opened and my face the color of pink roses.

"It's okay Mel. I like Mr. Dickster. It describes me so well." He pulled me in his lap.

"You could just call me Big Daddy and back that ass up and I would be happy with that."

"You're impossible. I have a real daddy although you both are cut from the same cloth."

"What are you talking about?"

"I overheard you two talking one day."

Now it was his turn to be speechless.

"Oh yeah! My parents freaking. You and my dad Doms, good gracious I can't even talk about it without my stomach going in knots."

"He was younger back then."

"And freaky, don't forget that."

"Ah you got it honestly. I mean you definitely know how to work the kitty," he said snickering eating a slice of bacon.

I whipped my head around.

"I'm just saying. Don't reject the pussycat, I absolutely adore it." He chuckled again.

"Heheheha, shut the hell up, you sex monger it's not funny."

"See you're hating. It's not cute."

"Urgh! I swear..." He capture my lips and I instantly gave in.

"Not fair," I said leaning my forehead against his.

"I like to see you worked up, it shows passion and its sexy."

"You're a trip."

"Speaking of trips, we are headed to the island on Thursday for the weekend so I need to finish up a few things before we leave."

"Anything I can help you with?"

"Actually no. There's not a lot I have to do."

"I want to come back to work Marc."

"Why?"

"I miss the hustle and bustle."

"I won't be able to get any work done having you around all the time."

"We did it before."

"Yes and it was hard not bending you over and having my way with you. I like coming home to you knowing you are waiting on me."

"You do know I can work and come home and play girlfriend too."

"I know. You're an independent black woman, believe me I've heard you say it a lot."

"You think you know me," I said squinting.

"Better than you know yourself I might add."

"Well since I'm not going back to work, I'm going to spend all your money."

"No you won't."

"Watch me," I said posting my evil sinister grin. I got up and reached for my purse. I pulled out his black card, and walked over to the desk and pulled out his debit card and checkbook.

"You wouldn't dare."

"I also have access to your oversees accounts and other financial disbursements. You could literally be broke in a matter of hours. I could even spend the money in your wallet."

"I will never go broke sweetheart. I have accounts you don't even know about."

"Oh I know. Want to try me," I asked with my arms crossed giving him my "bring it" eyes.

"Fine. We can discuss this later," he said getting up and walking up to me.

"Touch my money and your ass is mine. You maybe able to run but you won't be able to hide. I have eyes everywhere. Chains, cuffs, even steel won't be able to keep me locked down. I would break free and you would never see the light of day."

I swallowed real hard almost choking on...damn my mouth went dry and his eyes turned dark like they did nights ago. This wasn't a threat but a promise. I took a step back only to realize the countertop was glued to my backside. I couldn't run even if I wanted too.

"I ain't scared of you!" I said more in a puppydog bark. What the hell did I say that for? Shut up Mel so you can live another day!

He closed in on me with his hands on each side of my waist. His lips were mere centimeters from mine.

"If I didn't have a meeting in forty-five minutes, you would be the one cuffed begging for mercy. Even God wouldn't be able to save you and the devil himself, would be frighten for you."

Damn it! I just wetted on myself. Oh no not just wetness, but...oh no a straight up orgasm and he hadn't even touched me. See that's why you can't let men get in your head, they will mess your world up and leave you wet and wanting more. I needed my panties.

His hand went between my legs and a devilish grin came upon his face. His thumb barely touched my diamond and I wanted to climb back on for another ride.

"I can feel the heat and wetness below. Your peaks are calling for me. I bet if I touched you right now, you would...what would you do?"

I was panting like a little dick-whipped sissy. His thumb wiggled in between my folds and my breathing stopped. If he...awe hell! I trembled against him. I used the countertop to steady myself.

"My little naughty girl," he said breathing heavily in my ear. This was the second time he had done this to me.

In my Florida Evans voice,"damn, damn, damn!" I said in a whisper.

We pulled back and kissed me on the side of the lips.

"See you tonight," he said walking off.

I stood there still shivering. Weak, weak, weak! My brain yelled out. Easy for her to say. I sat down on wiggly legs mad at myself again. I finished my breakfast and headed upstairs for a shower. I only hoped the heat that remained between my legs stayed intact because if it didn't I would probably drown in my own orgasm.

Marc POV

I couldn't help but shake my head walking out the front door. My girl was a temptation and evidently I was to her too. Making her come unglued just made me want her even more. She oozed sexiness even when she didn't mean too.

I picked up my phone and called my jeweler friend Julie Dickerson. She was a dealer in high end jewels and since we were headed back to the island, I wanted to propose to Mel. Every since we left the Underground, I had been planning for the big day. Things were being set up down there and the ring would be the last thing on the list.

I was going to do it big. With Mona and Dommi it was going to be spectacular  as they would say. You only get one chance and I needed to make sure things were meticulously done. No expense would be too much, just to see the expression on her face would be worth it all.

"Hello stranger."

"Jules please tell me you got exactly what I wanted."

"It should be ready by morning. My jeweler has been working on it for two days. He followed all the specifications and I took a look at it this morning and it's going to be absolutely gorgeous. Pure platinum, fourteen carat emerald cut accentuated with two baguettes is going to knock her socks off."

I was hoping she said panties but that would come later.

"I would like to see it as soon as possible just to make sure it's perfect."

"You can stop by here or I can bring it to you."

"I will come to you. I also need another piece done."

"Okay. Just tell me what you need."

"I want a matching teardrop necklace. I want to give it to her right before the wedding."

"And the timeframe?"

"I am going to try and talk her into having the wedding very soon. I'm thinking in the next thirty days."

"Give me about a week and I should have it ready."

"Perfect. I have a sketch of how I want it."

"Send it over and we will take it from there."

"Thanks Jules."

"I'm just happy you are happy. You finally found the woman of your dreams. Who would have thought you would be proposing to Melanie? Last time I saw her, you had the poor girl glued to her desk with stacks of files. Now she will be Mrs. Hernandez soon. I need to tell her about the Marc Hernandez jewelry plan," she said laughing.

"Ah no you don't. On that note I will be talking to you soon."

"Bye Marc."

I had just arrived to the office. Reba was calling me on my cell.

"Hello?"

"Please tell me you know that your ten o'clock appointment is here?"

"Yes. They weren't on my calendar but I'm almost to the elevator now. Escort the gentlemen to the conference room and get them something to drink."

"Like what?"

"Offer them a little of whatever we  have."

"They don't look like your regular clients. Are you in trouble?"

I had to laugh. "No Reba I'm not in trouble. Just tend to them until I get there."

"I have security on speed dial."

"They won't harm you, I promise."

"Fine."

"Thank you Reba."

I got on the elevator headed up to my office. When I walked up I was greeted by everyone while some took off in another direction. I made it pass Reba's desk and she wasn't back yet so I headed to the conference room. I opened the door and the fellas were taking a seat.

"Jermaine, Lucius it's good to see you."

"You too man."

We all shook and Reba had a worried look on her face.

"Thanks Reba I got it from here."

"Are you sure? I can have PD here in seconds."

"I'm fine really. Can you pull a standard contract for me?"

"Please tell me you are not investing drug money?"

"No, my company would never do that. They are here as honest investors. Let me introduce you."

She looked even more nervous.

"Guys this is my assistant Reba. When I'm not here you can call and she can get in touch with me."

"Cool. I'm Lucius Thomas."

"I'm Jermaine Scott, nice to meet you."

Everyone shook hands and Reba left in a hurry.

"Okay guys I got a buyer. His name is Herman Waters. He owns about twenty two stores specializing in medical marijuana in Colorado, DC and Oregon and is opening up two more in Alaska. I sent the samples from you and he was impressed."

"That's what I'm talking about," Jermaine said.

"He wants to meet with the two of you week after next."

"I appreciate dis mane," Lucius said getting excited.

"What we looking at Marc?" Jermaine asked trying to be all about the business.

"You make the product, he wants forty percent, I will invest the other ten percent and you come up with the other fifty percent."

"How much we talking Marc?"

"Sixty thousand."

"Oh damn! That's steep, mane." Lucius looked at Jermaine.

"We could probably come up with forty but sixty, I can't do that."

"This is a solid deal. The sixty is to know you are willing to work and dedicate the time to the business. If I get more investors, the more profit you will see. In a year you could be living the dream."

"Mane I wish I had it," Jermaine said looking depressed. I could see him so close but now he was defeated.

"I'll help you," I said.

"You don't even know us. Why would you do it?"

"I need a favor actually."

"Whatcha need?" Jermaine asked sitting up in his chair.

"Melanie use to work for me. She's smart as a whip and knows investments like nobody else."

"Okay?" Lucius asked confused.

"Don't say anything but I'm going to propose to her in a few days. I don't want her working but she wants too come back and do investments."

"So you want her to manage this?" Jermaine asked.

"If you would be willing to keep her occupied. I think if this goes according to plan, this will take up most of her time since this is a ground floor account."

"Mane whatever I got to do, I will do it. Just tell me what you need."

Reba came in with the contract. "Have a seat Reba and call in Peyton and Harry." She nodded and called them. Moments later everyone was seated. I explained what was going on and I got a few evil glares.

"Here are the projections for the next six months, a year and year two. Legalization has increased and this is our opportunity to set up the fund. I've spoken to our lawyers who have spoken directly to judges in the prospective states and we are good to go. Any changes will be forwarded to us directly. As for now Mr. Thomas and Mr. Scott will be our newest clients with the firm once they sign the contract agreeing for us to represent them. We will manage their income statements and profit/loss ratios."

My people just stared at me.

"Gentleman I will cover the balance and you will pay me ten percent of the profit until paid. After my initial investment is paid in full, I will retain five percent of profits and twenty percent will remain in the fund until more investors sign up."

"You're really serious?" Lucius asked.

"I don't play when it comes to money especially mine. Howard has already signed on and if you're willing to move to Colorado, a lab will be set up for you to make the product fresh and on site. An inspector will come evaluate but besides that, you are good to go."

"Wow! I can't believe this is happening," Lucius said thanking me. Was he crying?

"I'm speechless," Jermaine said brushing his hand down his face.

"Just sign and we are in business. Peyton will control the money and as soon as you meet Howard we can start."

Both Jermaine and Lucius signed and we shook on it.

"I think it's time to celebrate. Yak anyone?"

Lucius laughed and Jermaine shook his head. Reba got out the glasses and we toasted.

"Marc thanks so much. You have no idea what this means to us."

"Hey Jermaine you want a better life and you deserve it. You've worked hard to overcome your situation and I'm just glad I can help. Although you could have hooked a brutha up with a pork chop plate."

"My bad, my bad, next time."

"Peyton and Harry will see to getting you everything you need. I think this really is a good investment. It's odd but profits are really good on this. With Mel as your account executive she is going to work hard for you."

"Good. I'm nervous."

"Don't be. We will help you, that's what we are here for."

"Thanks Marc."

"You're welcome. I have another meeting to attend to but I will be in touch." We shook hands one more time and I left.

Looking down at my watch it was a little after one. It was lunchtime. I called Melanie but her phone just rang. That was odd. I tried calling again but it went straight to voicemail. I left a message and got on a conference call.

About twenty minutes later my phone was buzzing on my desk. I looked down to see Jacob calling.

"Hey man what's..."

"Melanie just got hit by a

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