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Sαɳƚα Mσɳιƈα, CA
"I'm yours," Ivy whispered, sitting her naked body atop his lap and kissing him lightly on the lips.
She was rubbing her wet center on his dick, already dripping wet as she's been for days. Both of their phones were dead and nowhere to be found, neither of them had had any contact outside of each other and their bodies for the past three days. Neither of them even cared for anything outside of this at the moment though. They'd done nothing outside of sex, showering, eating, and repeating the same cycle these past few days.
It was a dream, it was Ivory's favorite dream, literally all she wanted since the beginning was this, being with him alone. Enjoying his company, his presence, and most importantly, his sex. She could barely even believe this was her life right now and here in this moment, she genuinely wouldn't trade this in for anything.
And Xaier also felt the same way, he pushed the fact that he was ignoring his important business ventures to stay isolated and have sex to the back of his mind. Knowing he would get shit from Rylo once he found out what was going on, but he really gave less of a fuck right now.
He'd been wanting this for too long, waiting for the perfect moment to be inside of her. And he absolutely meant what he said to Ivy about their sex having to last for days the first time they did it.
It didn't help that Ivy had something serious between her legs. He thought the taste was good, but being inside her was certainly so much better. She fit him so well, she aroused easily by him so she was always dripping wet. Although she was nearly inexperienced in the sex department, she always managed to take him so good without running, he loved that.
He also loved how much of a freak she was, anything he wanted to do to her, anything he asked of her she was willing to do. She submitted to him, agreed with whatever he said and constantly reminded him, that she now belonged to him.
Regardless of the wedding ring still on her finger.
Xaier had both his hands on Ivy's chest now, playing with her breasts. She stuck her tongue into his mouth and they kissed passionately as she reached down and gripped him in her hand. Waiting to feel him become as hard as she knew he could, and there wasn't much she had to do in order to get that done. As soon as she was stratified with the hardness, Ivy guided him to her hole, and in an instant, he was inside her.
X groaned in her mouth at the wet and tightness of her core, no matter how many times he'd been inside, it still felt like the first time all over again.
"You seem so tired baby, I'm sorry I've been making you do so much for me." Ivory whispered against his lips, kissing him again, slowly before pulling back to talk again. "Let me do all the work this time okay?" she offered.
Xaier could barely even speak, he grunted slightly and nodded his head to her. Ivy grinned at him cooperating, After working her arms under his shoulders, she lied down atop him. With her knees on either side of X, she rested her forehead on top of his and X in turn, wrapped his arms around her back.
Ivy exhaled and began slowly rocking her hips. She smiled hearing him softly moan at the feeling of her hot, slippery vagina slowly stroking up and down his shaft. With all of her weight resting on X, she sighed as she continued just slowly rocking at first.
"You can finish before me this time daddy, I don't mind.." Ivy breathlessly whispered to him, it didn't take her long to catch on that X was always waiting on her to finish before he got his and she didn't like that. She loved feeling and seeing him cum, if anything, it helped her cum more. Ivory's moans became longer and her pace gradually increased as Xaier started to groan even louder, playing with her boobs still, pinching and rolling his fingers around the nipples.
With a satisfied little sigh, Ivory put her hands down on the mattress. Raising up, she held herself over him and began rocking a little faster at the same time that she lifted up and down on his shaft. As their eyes met, Ivy got a little smile on her face seeing how handsome he was, especially in this state.
She loved the faces he made when they were having sex, the way his dimples flexed every time he bit his lip, the way his eyebrows scrunched up and his jaw clenched whenever he was close to cumming, she adored him. With her smile getting bigger, she began thrusting her hips harder against him, and with each slap of her skin against his, Xaier's throbbing erection was plunged deeper into her snug abyss.
Ivory moaned, her eyes squeezed shut as she started an even faster pace. Then, with a little gasp, she paused for a second to adjust her hips again. Finding just the right spot, she loudly moaned as her clitoris began grinding against Xaier's pubic bone. With the next rock of her hips, as she rubbed herself against him, "Fuck yes..." Ivy moaned.
Still stroking his erection by riding on top of him, she was also finding a way to please her own self. Deliberately grinding her clitoris against him instead of getting on her toes and riding atop him as she usually would. Xaier watched as the skin on her breasts flushed with patches of red as they swung back and forth in his face.
Closing her eyes, Ivory's mouth fell open as she began breathing a little harder. With each increase of her respiration rate, her hips followed. Leaning down, her hair fell down into X's face, creating a curtain around the both of them, as she stared down at him and let out her pretty moans. "Daddy... please... I'm close, please go first."
"I'll go first baby, just keep doing that, go faster on my dick, come on." he ordered, using one hand, he smacked her butt as hard as he could twice, making her tremble, but she strived not to lose her pace or balance. Knowing it would ultimately be what would get him off.
"There you go, keep going." he panted, watching her go faster and her hand reached down to play with herself, trying to cum at the same time as him.
"Fucckkk Ivy!" X grunted, staring into her eyes, he reached up and grabbed her throat as his body started to shake. There was an urgency in his thrusts that he began to do in order to meet hers, an almost imperceptible hitch in his rhythm. She felt a subtle lengthening and hardening of his already hard member. His deep, huffing breaths could be heard with the slapping of skin. And her vagina clenched and pulsed around him. He could feel her contractions around him as well, and she whimpered loudly, setting off Xaier's own orgasm.
X pulled her down, tightening his grip he leaned up, pressing his lips against hers, almost instantly sucking her tongue into his mouth and they kissed fervently as they started cumming together. With a muffled shriek, Ivory came apart, a titanic orgasm shearing through her in vicious waves. She seized and spasmed, thrashing against him as he held her down and kept his tongue buried deep in her mouth.
He fucked her through her orgasm and his, moaning into her mouth as she was doing his, and he crossed the finish line himself. Slamming hard into her, he blasted stream after stream of his cum deep inside her. Grabbing her waist he held her down, forcing her to take all of his seed, feeling it spill from him into her as their mutual climax wore on.
"Mmm!" Ivy whimpered small, pulling back from the kiss she looked down to see her favorite sight, their creams mixing together as one as her intense contractions milked the seed from his balls and she milked herself, clenching her hole in and out. After a couple more moments, he was empty and she'd stopped twitching, they both sighed heavily, trembling slightly. Ivy rose up and removed his member from her channel, watching as some of his deposit slid right back out of her hole.
She bit her lip and closed her legs slightly, sitting in front of him. "My p-word is sore." Ivy pouted, covering her center with the palm of her hand as she felt it pulsing still.
Xaier chuckled, throwing his head back on the mattress, "You woke me up out my sleep to do this shit Ivy, don't start with that." he grunted, sitting himself up so he could look at her better.
Ivy's pout deepened and she looked down at him, seeing his dick was still standing at attention, her eyebrows pushed together and she crawled closer to him. Grabbing it in her hand, Ivory moved her fingers against it gently. "Unhand me." Xaier joked, watching her.
"No. Why are you still hard? Did I not do enough? I'm sorry, you know I don't have a lot of experience with this.." she frowned, feeling bad that she didn't get him off enough. She pondered what she could do to make it up, but X simply shook his head at her.
"Ivy you still got nut leaking out of you, trust me you did enough pretty." he stated, moving her hand off of him, he leaned forward and kissed her head to make her pout go away but it didn't. "It's just that there's always still little things about you that can get me hard, like this hair... and those eyes. It don't mean I'm not satisfied, you just fine as fuck." he shrugged, finally earning a smile from Ivy and she giggled at the compliment.
"I don't want you to walk around like that though, I'll feel bad, can we do it aga-"
"You just told me you was sore." X cut her off, looking at her strange, and Ivy sucked her teeth. "It'll go away, just quit touching me right now or else it won't." he said. She did as told, moving her hands away from him as she was about to grab his balls. She didn't want to make it worse but Ivy definitely was thinking she needed to learn how to give head soon at least.
Huffing to herself, Ivy pouted yet again, staring at him with her glossy brown-green eyes. "Okay fine. Cuddle me?" she asked cutely.
"Not right now, you gotta pee, and we gotta change the sheets so get yo ass up." he said, stretching a little, he stood up from the bed and slapped her bare ass quickly before wrapping his arms around her waist. Lifting her in his hold, he carried her to the toilet so she could pee.
As they made it, Xaier gently sat her down on the seat and held her still, his arms around her body while he watched Ivy as she began peeing with a little frown on her face as she stared at him.
"What?" he asked.
"I'm thinking about how many other girls you've probably done this with and it's pissing me off." Ivory admitted truthfully. She loved the sex and the tenderness and care he had after the sex but it also just made her wonder who else was getting this same treatment.
X held in his laugh, knowing that would probably make her feelings worse. "I'm doing it with you now, so don't worry about that." he stated simply.
"I guess." she muttered back. As soon as she finished up, he grabbed a few wipes and spread her legs to wipe her before dropping them in the toilet and flushing it.
They both stood this time, Ivy's stance a little wobbly, and they went over to the sinks in order to wash their hands.
"You thuggin' wit me today or going back home? I know you wanna get a change of clothes and probably take your car to a shop or something..." X spoke, glancing at her from the other side of the bathroom counter.
Ivory looked at herself in the mirror and cringed a little, confused as to how Xaier was still calling her pretty after all this. Tear stains on her face, her hair was frizzy from all the time she sweated and the humidity from the showers, and there were red love marks that decorated her neck. "Yeah but, I want to stay with you. What are you doing today?" she questioned, grabbing a toothbrush that X found for her to use after she finished washing her hands.
"Gettin' my ass back to work like I should've been doing." he chuckled, grabbing his own toothbrush, "I decided to set up a distribution hub here in California."
Ivory looked over at him, pausing in the middle of placing the toothpaste on the brush, curiosity evident in her eyes. "A distribution hub?"
Xaier nodded, "Drugs are usually sourced from producers in countries where the substances are grown or manufactured, I get coke from South America, or heroin from Afghanistan. In the hub, they're transported there through planes, or boats or some shit, sometimes niggas even just carry it on themselves. And when it's there, the drugs are stored in a secure location where I can maintain control and minimize the risk of police. California is a goldmine for that kind of operation. I can move products faster and reach more customers with a hub here."
Ivory hummed quietly, absorbing the information, she figured this had something to do with him wanting to escape his father's control and start his own thing. He'd talked to her about it before, but she didn't understand what the necessary steps were. "Is this the start of you becoming more independent in your drug business? And is it dangerous?" she questioned.
Xaier shook his head, "I'll be careful. I've done this before, and I know how to stay under the radar. And yeah, this is a start, right now I have my freedom but there's still things Rylo controls for me such as distribution and finding and creating the best product that I have to sell. I don't like it, I can find my own sources, make my own product, and expand elsewhere outside of New York. That's why I'm starting here. Diversifying my products to make me less reliant on any single source. I'm planning to introduce some new items that are in demand here but not back home." he explained.
Ivory's brows furrowed. "What kind of new items?"
Xaier nodded. "High-end stuff for the wealthy clientele around here like designer drugs, some high-quality cannabis since laws about weed is a lot less strict here. The kind of products that can bring in big profits without attracting too much attention." he said.
"I gotta meet with some contacts from Mexico who can move large quantities across the border undetected to get the things started. I already found a warehouse on the outskirts of the city, where it's less police presence and more control over who comes and goes. Got a trusted team to manage the hub. A processing area set up and got a connection to local dealers." he shrugged, from the looks of things, he clearly had this all figured out, she didn't know why he needed to meet with anyone but figured that was something else that required a whole other explanation.
"You sure you want to come with me?" Xaier asked.
Ivory nodded, handing him the toothpaste now. "Yes. I want to be there with you. But I will have to stop by home though to change like you said. Are you gonna be killing people?" she questioned curiously, because if so, she definitely needed to bring a blindfold. She didn't want to see that.
"Hopefully I won't have to." he muttered, not having a straight answer for her at the moment.
"I hope you won't have to either, it scares me." Ivory admitted.
"I'm sorry mama but we gone be good, there's better people out here than there is in New York that's for sure, and if shit go down, ima protect you the best I can aight?"
She looked over and caught Xaier's gaze, looking in his eyes, she knew he was serious about protecting her no matter what. It made her smile brightly and she nodded. "Okay." she said.
Afterwards, they both placed toothbrushes in their mouths; standing on either side of the double sink, the room was filled with the low hum of the electric toothbrushes, a stark contrast to the thoughts swirling in both their heads. Her eyes occasionally drifting to Xaier as he did the same. She then giggled as they made eye contact and turned back around to finish up brushing her teeth.
Xaier remained silent, his eyes fixed on his reflection, yet his thoughts were miles away. He could feel Ivory's gaze on him, and it stirred a mix of emotions he wasn't ready to confront. The intimacy of this mundane task felt strangely significant, they were acting like a real... couple.
When they finally rinsed and spat, their eyes met in the mirror again, Ivy smiling but X still had a slight frown as he rinsed his mouth out and his toothbrush. "Can I ask you sum?" he spoke up first after turning the water off and grabbing a towel to dry his hands.
Ivory hummed and nodded her head, looking at him as she finished up rinsing her mouth. "What's up with us? A lot of shit was said and I don't take nothing I said back, I know we fight all the time about this shit, but that was different and if you plan on staying with him-"
"I don't." Ivy interrupted, turning the sink off, she stood up straight and dried her mouth and hands before placing her toothbrush down and walking closer to Xaier. "You were right, we need to get him. I'm done being his punching bag, I'm done pretending to be the perfect wife and having the perfect marriage... I'm done. I don't love him anymore, it's not worth it." she said.
Ivory's hands rested on Xaier's bare chest as she looked up at him with nothing but sincerity in her eyes, he definitely believed her now. It made him grin widely, grabbing her hair in his hand. "A lil dick done turned yo whole mindset around, I should've been done this shit." he laughed and Ivy nodded her head.
"I been told you to fuck me, you're the one that waited so long." she teased.
"And now I'm not stopping." Xaier stated.
Ivory bit her lip, grabbing his other hand, she placed it on her slit, guiding his hand up and down the wetness. "You can do whatever you want... I'm yours now."
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MαʅιႦυ, CA
Ivory and Xaier pulled up to her house, the quiet of the early morning making their approach feel almost clandestine. As they entered, the soft click of the door echoed through the foyer. Ivory's mind was focused on getting a change of clothes and freshening up, she didn't even care if Jayce was there or not nor what questions he had for where she'd been these past few days. It's not like he was home much anyway to question her.
As they stepped into the living room, the unexpected sight of her mother sitting on the couch froze them in their tracks. Ivory's eyebrows pushed together, wondering why she was here and not in New York. But had she checked her phone the past few days, she would've seen her mom texting her about how she would be stopping by today.
She looked up from the magazine she was flipping through, her eyes narrowing as she took in the sight of Xaier and Ivory together.
"Mom?" Ivy questioned quietly, instinctively stepping in front of X as she caught her stare.
"What are you doing here? Is everything okay?"
"Everything is fine, I told you and Jayce I would be visiting soon in order to help you out with planning the ceremony, but I see you're too busy to check your phone these days?" her mom stared hard at her, a deep frown on her face and Ivy shifted nervously, wringing her hands together. She was intimidated by her mom's presence, Xaier could see that, but he would keep quiet until he was addressed or until he felt he had to step in.
"Who is this?" her question was now directed at Xaier, and Ivy felt her throat go dry for a second. It was one thing to lie to Jayce about who he was, but she knew her mom would know she was lying. It wasn't like she could tell her the truth though.
"Mama, this is my friend X from back in New York, X, this is my mom. Call her Ms. Irene." she introduced the two, gesturing toward them but neither made any move to shake the other's hand. They just stared.
"As in just the letter X?" her mom asked for clarification, the question now directed at Xaier.
X scrunched his face up a little, "I ain't name myself." he said.
"And what kind of relationship do you have with my daughter?" she questioned, waiting patiently for Xaier to answer. Ivy wanted to step in, but she trusted X, and just prayed that he didn't say anything crazy. But little did she know, that was probably the last thing she should've done. X didn't care, so in turn, he was too honest.
"Well let me put it like this ... you see that little limp in her walk?" Xaier pointed to himself excitedly, "I did that." he grinned, and Ivory's eyes widened in horror as well as her moms.
"Excuse me?" she gasped.
"Xaier. Go get something to eat or something, bye." she pushed him over to the side, glaring at him, making X look down at her questioningly.
All he did was tell the truth, why was she so mad?
But he listened anyway, waving them both off, he headed towards the kitchen to find something to eat, cause he was indeed starving. And Ivory had all the good snacks at her house too.
"Ivory, if you're having an affair-" her mom started after he walked off
"I'm not!" she yelled, startling her mother, and she gave Ivy a warning look. Ivy shrank down and sighed, "Sorry, I mean, I'm not. X and I are just friends, he has a girlfriend, her name is Kesha, and he's good to her trust me." she said. Ivy knew he and Kesha weren't exactly boyfriend and girlfriend, but figured she could use that in order to get her mom off her back about having an affair.
"Ivory, I've come all the way from New York because I'm worried about you. And now I find you here with another man while your husband is away? What am I supposed to think right now? And you're covered in markings.." she inspected her daughter from head to toe, Ivy's heart rate went up the more she pointed out things she noticed.
"Those are old from Jayce, the last time we saw one another. I'm sorry that I came back with X, but I didn't know you would be here. He's just being supportive and helping me out." Ivory explained.
"Where did you just come from?" she asked.
Ivy jerked her head back a little and waved a hand, "Why are you questioning me so much? I'm a grown woman, if I want to have male friends, I'm allowed to. Even Jayce has met him." she asserted. She knew her mom meant well with all the questions, but they were becoming overbearing. If she suspected she was cheating, oh well, she couldn't prove it so it didn't really matter.
"Since when have you ever had male friends, and ones that look like that anyway?" she pointed out, making Ivy scrunch her face.
"Like what?" Ivy asked.
"Tattoos? Sagging? Not to mention I can smell weed on him, it's obvious he's no good and he must be some kind of hoodlum-"
"You do know I can hear yo ass right?" they both heard Xaier say as he walked past them, a bowl of cereal in his hand, and he glared her mom down. "Nigga can't even eat his cereal in peace, damn." he grumbled to himself, walking off and back to the foyer. Ivy frowned seeing how upset he was, she didn't want him to be upset with her because she didn't plan for this.
"Mom please stop disrespecting him, there's nothing going on, I told you he has a girlfriend and X is a good man, loyal, there's nothing going on. So please let it go." Ivy begged, and Irene looked at her for a second, not saying a word, before simply letting it go.
"I better not find out Ivy." was all she said.
Ivory ignored her though, "We're about to leave soon so can we reschedule this whole planning thing? I'm not even in the mood today." Ivy muttered truthfully, this entire interaction just pissed her off. She wished she hadn't even come back, she felt like she should've just stayed at X's house.
"Where are you going that's more important than this?" she asked ridiculously.
"Xaier is an artist too and I have to meet with some of his people about my gallery, I plan on having a show soon, I'd love for you to be there if you're interested or if you plan on staying here for awhile." she offered, only telling half the truth. X was an artist, she was meeting with some of his people, and she was planning on having a show soon. That just wasn't what she was doing now.
"What is up with you and wanting to be a career woman so bad? I'll never understand." Irene shook her head, and Ivy shrugged.
"So that if anything happens I'll have something to fall back on." she said.
"Nothing is going to happen as long as you treat that man with respect. Remember what I taught you. Marriage is a sacred bond, and you vowed to honor and obey Jayce. He provides for you, gives you a beautiful home, and supports your art career. The least you can do is respect him. No man is perfect, but that doesn't change your responsibilities. You have to keep your marriage together, no matter what. A good wife puts her husband first and does whatever it takes to make him happy." Ivory clenched her fists, feeling her stomach twist at her mom's words.
"But- mom- what about my happiness? What about what I need for myself? All you do is preach to me about what I should do for him, but what about me?" she gritted.
Her mother's expression softened slightly. "Your happiness comes from fulfilling your role, Ivory. Trust me, in the end, that's what will bring you peace. You need to stand by Jayce and show him the respect he deserves. Not coming into his house with different men who make sexual innuendos about you as a 'joke'. It's disgusting Ivy." she glared at her daughter who was getting more fed up by the minute.
Ivory couldn't even find the words to respond to that, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions and she didn't feel like confronting them. She just decided to disengage, unable to bear the conversation any longer.
"I need to go," she said, her voice barely above a whisper."You can let yourself out, I won't be here much longer." Ivy mumbled, walking around her, she headed up to her room in order to change and freshen up.
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Sαɳƚα Mσɳιƈα, CA
Xaier parked his car in front of an upscale café in downtown Los Angeles. The bustling street was lined with high-end boutiques and trendy restaurants, a stark contrast to the gritty neighborhoods where he typically conducted business. He glanced over at Ivory, who was sitting in the passenger seat, her anxiety evident.
"You sure you want to come?" Xaier asked, his voice gentle but firm. He was willing to let her stay in the car if she was nervous or scared.
Ivory nodded, looking over at him. It wasn't that she was scared, she was just hoping that nothing went wrong with this. Especially because there were so many people around this area but she figured that was intentional. A public space meant not much danger could happen. And if it did happen, it wouldn't go down successfully. "Yes. I want to be there with you." Ivy said.
Xaier nodded and kissed her briefly before they both stepped out of his red Benz. He hurried and jogged around to her side, opening her door for her, and Ivy thanked him silently. Taking his hand in hers, he locked the door and they approached the café. Ivory adjusted her sunglasses, trying to mask her nerves. The café's interior was chic, filled with normal people, kids, and even business professionals who were engaged in hushed conversations.
Xaier led Ivory to a corner table where two men were already seated. One was a sharply dressed man in his forties, his hair slicked back and his demeanor exuding confidence. The other was younger, with a more relaxed, casual style, a burly man covered in multiple tattoos with an equally keen look in his eyes.
"Xaier," the older man greeted with a nod. "Good to see you. And this is?"
"This is Ivory," Xaier introduced her as they took their seats. "Ivory, this is Santiago and Isaac. They run the logistics and supply chain for some of the major players out here." he explained to her, the older guy being Santiago and the younger one being Isaac.
Ivory forced a polite smile. "Nice to meet you both." she said respectfully.
Issac leaned back in his chair, assessing Ivory with a curious glance and smirked a little as his eyes roved over her body, making her a little uncomfortable. "Damn, Xaier, didn't know you were bringing dessert. She looks sweet enough to eat."
Xaier's jaw tightened instantly, his eyes narrowing into slits trying not to jump across this table on the man. He leaned forward, a dark, dangerous look in his eyes. "Watch your mouth," he growled, his voice low and threatening. "Or else you'll be picking your teeth up off that floor."he threatened, looking the man in his eyes.
Isaac's smirk faltered, replaced by a scowl as he stood up, at the same time Xaier did, not about to allow anyone to get a one up on him. "You think you're tough? You don't fuckin' scare me."
Xaier clenched his fists, ready to strike, his whole body taut with barely contained rage. The tension was palpable, crackling like electricity in the air. But just as they were about to lunge at each other, Santiago stepped in, placing a firm hand on his friend's chest to stop him, still seated while Ivory stood up.
"Hey, hey, cool it papí. We're here to talk business, not throw punches, you can't get mad at him. You disrespected his lady right in front of him, that ain't cool." Santiago said, pushing the burly man back slightly. His tone was calm but firm, a peacemaker in the brewing storm.
Meanwhile, Ivory quickly moved closer to X, placing a hand on his arm, her touch gentle but insistent. "Xaier, please. It's not worth it," she pleaded, her eyes wide with concern. "Let's just focus on why we're here. You're here to work, it's okay, he didn't even say anything that bad." she reassured.
Xaier took a sharp breath, his muscles gradually relaxing as he let the anger subside, though his eyes never left the other man's face. "Fine," he muttered, sitting back down as well as Isaac but he was still visibly agitated. "Let's get this shit over with.." he grumbled. The atmosphere remained tense, but the immediate threat of violence had passed, leaving everyone on edge as the meeting resumed.
Ivory stayed close to Xaier, her presence a silent support. The café still fairly busy was dimly lit, filled with muffled sounds of low conversations and the occasional kid or baby screaming their head off. Santiago leaned forward, his expression serious, eyes flickering between Xaier and Isaac.
"I need you to move some products across the border for my distribution center," Xaier began, his voice steady, cutting through the murmur around them. He kept his gaze locked on Santiago, ignoring Isaac for now. "I'm looking to expand my operations and diversify the product line. We're aiming to cater to a high-end market."
Santiago nodded thoughtfully, tapping his fingers on the table. "That's a smart move, Xaier. What kind of products are you thinking?"
"Designer drugs, high-quality cannabis, some exclusive imports," Xaier listed off, his eyes intense, as if he were staring down the challenge ahead. "And I need discreet but lucrative transportation. No screw-ups."
Isaac, still nursing his bruised ego from the earlier altercation, couldn't help but interject. "You sure you're ready to take on the competition? It's a tough game out there. You're not exactly a big fish in California just yet."
Xaier's gaze was cold as he turned to Isaac, his jaw clenched. "I can handle it. I've faced worse." There was an edge to his voice that silenced Isaac for a moment.
Santiago gave a small nod, signaling his agreement. "We'll work with you, Xaier, mainly because I've heard how you do business and I respect it. I don't respect your father though, no offense, but I can't learn to respect you. However this has to be tight. No mistakes. The people we deal with, they don't forgive easily."
Xaier nodded, his focus unwavering. "Good. Here's my number." He slid a piece of paper with his contact information across the table. "I'll be waiting for your call."
Santiago handed Xaier a burner phone, their contact for the operation. The phone was plain, nondescript, just another tool in their clandestine business. "We'll be in touch." he promised
Xaier took the phone, his expression hardening as he turned back to Isaac. "Thanks," he said flatly, before standing up along with Ivory and kept his eyes directly on Isaac's as he placed his index and middle fingers together, pointing them at him.
"Know who the fuck you talkin' to and address my lady right next time." he asserted while imitating a shooting motion at Isaac.
Isaac bristled, his face flushing with anger at this, he began cursing Xaier out in spanish but Santiago put a hand on his shoulder, keeping him down and away from attacking X with a firm grip. "Let it go, Isaac," Santiago muttered, shooting a warning glance at his partner.
"Let's get out of here," Xaier said after turning to face Ivory who was surprised that the meeting was that quick and easy. She nodded her head, her fingers intertwining with his, and they headed out, leaving the tense meeting behind knowing that the path was now finally set.
Outside, the cool California air hit them, Xaier took a deep breath, his mind already racing with plans and contingencies. He was glad that he was finally taking this step. He glanced at Ivory, who looked up at him with hazy eyes and he eyed her questioningly.
"You're so serious when you do your business thing, it's cute." she finally admitted as they made their way into his car again.
Xaier chuckled not exactly knowing how to receive the compliment. "Thank you?" he questioned.
"I'm sorry I just- you're so attractive." she smiled, her hand reaching over to run over the middle of his pants, brushing over his dick. Xaier flexed his dimples and laughed at Ivy, already knowing this was coming sooner or later.
"Ivy you been on ten all day baby, calm down." he said, trying to push her hand away as he drove back to his house, but she kept putting it back.
"No, stop." she frowned, putting her hand back where it was, Ivory looked over at the side of Xaier's face feeling her heart race the more she looked at him. She couldn't help that her mouth opened and she immediately started pouring her inner feelings out to him.
"Xaier, I know this sounds crazy, but I really like you. I can't stop thinking about you. You make me feel alive in a way I haven't felt in years. Every time we're together, I feel this connection that's so strong, it's almost overwhelming. Even when you act like you don't care, I see glimpses of something deeper. Maybe you don't realize it, but you matter to me. You're important to me, more than I ever expected. I just wanted you to know how I feel, even if it seems like you don't feel the same way." she breathed deeply, looking in his eyes as he stopped at a red light and looked over at her.
"I like you a whole lot... I think I may even be falling in love with you at this point." Ivy admitted truthfully.
Xaier leaned back, his expression unreadable as he took in her words. His mind raced a little, searching for words that seemed to slip through his grasp. His brow furrowed slightly as he struggled to make sense of Ivory's confession. It wasn't that he didn't care; it was that he didn't know how to process it.
Emotions were a tangled mess he seldom navigated, and now, suddenly faced with Ivory's vulnerable admission, he found himself at a loss, his usual silver tongue was inexplicably silent. So he only did what felt natural in that moment and shrugged slightly, his tone calm and detached.
"I hear you, Ivory. But you know feelings aren't really my thing. Let's just focus on what's in front of us for now." he said simply, figuring that would hold her over until he found the right thing to say. Until he did some deep digging to finally understand his feelings.
Ivory felt a pang in her chest at how nonchalant he was, a mix of disappointment and uncertainty clouding her usually bright demeanor. His words, although not many, they spoke volumes, leaving her to wonder if he would ever feel the same about her. Yet, despite the hurt flickering in her eyes, her affection for him was steadfast, overpowering, she wasn't going to ignore him or be mad.
With a sigh that masked her inner turmoil, she simply nodded and muttered an okay, focusing on the passing scenery as they continued their 20 minute journey in strained silence toward his house.
As Xaier parked in the driveway, tension still lingered between him and Ivory, he could feel it oh so clearly, but he didn't know what to say. However before either of them could say anything, Xaier's phone buzzed with an incoming FaceTime call. His expression shifted as he saw Kesha's name flash on the screen—an unexpected twist that added another layer of complexity to the moment.
Ivory couldn't help but notice the change in his demeanor as he answered the phone, and once he said who was on the other end, her eyes narrowed into a sharp glare. "What's up Kesh?" he said.
The sight of Kesha on the screen, her smile warm yet tinged with a hint of possessiveness, made Ivory's heart sink a little deeper. Despite her own feelings, she tried to hide the hurt, focusing on gathering her thoughts as she observed them interact through the phone screen.
Kesha being half naked, almost the whole screen was covered with her tits. She clenched her jaw, knowing Kesha answered the phone like that on purpose.
"Nothing, I just miss you, when are you coming back?" Kesha questioned, Xaier's attention divided between the two women, he struggled to maintain composure, his gaze flicking uncertainly between both Kesha and Ivory. Sensing the discomfort but he kept talking as Ivy sighed deeply and rolled her eyes.
"Soon. I still got unfinished business down here, but ima be back." he said slapping Ivy's thigh because of her attitude, and she mugged him.
Unbuckling her seatbelt, X figured she was just going to get out, but she was tying her hair up instead into a low bun. She sat up on all fours in the seat and moved her leg over the center console, climbing over until she made it to the drivers side. Luckily, X was tall and drove with his seat back, so she didn't have to adjust it, she fit perfectly down there right between his legs.
'Fuck is you doing?' he mouthed to her and Ivory shrugged, she honestly didn't know what she was doing. But she needed to do something to distract him from the woman on the phone. So, she grabbed the waistband of his sagging pants and slid them down.
"Can I be the first one you see? I have a surprise." Kesha said, unaware of the confused expression on Xaier's face.
"Like wh- hold on." he stopped himself once he felt Ivory grab him through his briefs and muted his microphone.
"What you doing?" he asked her again.
Ivory bit her lip and grabbed the band of his briefs, pulling those down as well as she grabbed his bare dick with her other hand. "Nothing... talk to your bitch." she ordered hearing Kesha constantly calling his name through the phone.
"X? Who are you talking to?" Kesha called constantly, confused as to why he muted himself.
Xaier glanced down at Ivory and unmuted himself, "Nobody." he answered.
"Lying ass nigga, I just saw you! X, you always..." she began ranting but neither X nor Ivory were listening to her at this point.
Ivy placed her right hand on his base and circled the bottom of his tip with her thumb and forefinger, slightly lifting and moving it to feel its weight and girth she liked how soft and heavy it was. Looking up in his eyes, Ivy was nervous, but she was ready to take her chances.
She took the head of it in her mouth, sucking on it a little. She figured she must have touched the most sensitive spot on it because Xaier ended up jerking in his seat a bit. Ivy made a noise as she pondered the taste of his dick, it didn't have a distinct one, but it had a slight sweetness to it. Almost like a banana, it surprised her for a second.
She became bolder and took the whole thing into her mouth, running her tongue underneath it, hoping that was the right area to hit, but again, she got a response, so she figured that was it. "Mhm." Xaier said to Kesha who was still rambling, trying to hold in his moans as he hardened more and precum began to leak from his tip.
Ivy wrapped her hand tightly around his base and started pumping while her mouth suckled the end of his dick. She heard as X drew in a sharp breath upon feeling her warm wet lips engulfing him, and she swore she heard him moan as well. Getting amped, Ivory's tongue started to swirl around the head as she held him in her mouth and used her hand to squeeze out all the precum from his dick from root to tip. She liked the taste of it as it slid over her tongue.
Instinctively, her left hand then cupped his ample ball sack and gently kneaded them, going out on a whim and figuring that that part may have needed attention too. She was right. She saw X breathing harder while watching her head slowly go up and down.
He brought his free hand down to run through her soft brown curls and cursed under his breath with delight. His legs opened a little wider and he leaned the seat back a little more hoping that her sweet mouth would take more of him in.
"Kesha I might have to hit you later baby." Xaier spoke, not even looking at the phone as his hand controlled Ivory's head and worked her up and down at a slow steady pace, turning her head to the right and left from time to time.
She followed his movements with her head and twisted her hand around the part of his shaft that wasn't in her mouth as well. If X didn't know any better, he wouldn't believe that she was a newbie to sucking dick, especially in a car. He fucking loved this.
"Why? What's going on?" Kesha questioned, disappointed that he wanted to hang up all of a sudden, she could feel he was with someone but she didn't see anything.
"Nothin- fuck." Xaier cursed throwing his head back, his left hand gripped a handful of Ivy's hair as she throated him to the root. His leg shook with the pleasure of it and he moaned. "Kesha I'm callin you back." he said quickly, dropping his phone to the side, but he'd forgotten to actually end the call.
Xaier just pulled Ivory's head up completely off his dick by the handful of hair and put her mouth on his sack. Ivy moaned lowly and caught the memo, eagerly licking and sucking his balls. "You so fuckin' bad Ivy.. but such a good girl at the same time." he groaned out to her, pulling her head up, he grabbed his dick in his hand and slapped it against her cheek lightly.
"Can I fuck this pretty face mama?" he asked, and Ivy nodded eagerly, but quickly spoke up knowing he liked for her to use words.
"Yes daddy." she agreed, opening her mouth for him to take control over.
"Mhm." he moaned softly, grabbing her hair harder, he forced her head down onto him and started to face fuck her. Forcing himself into her mouth to where Ivy could feel the ridges of the head of his dick catching the roof of her mouth. She tried to take it smoothly – to hold her tongue tight and slick against the underside of him as he fucked in and out. But... it wasn't easy. Nor was it possible, but she tried.
Ivory's breaths increased as she tried to catch it with her throat still being stuffed, and slurping and gagging sounds were suddenly being uttered from her as Xaier pumped her tight mouth. It felt so good to feel her face pressed into him and seeing how Ivy was barely holding herself together as she spluttered and gagged while he angled her just right to take him all the way down to the base. To feel the head of his dick thumping against the back of her throat every time he held her down.
He pushed in deeper and harder, pushing her down forcefully as he could. Thirty seconds of swift, rapid fucking passed then there was a pause. Xaier released her and Ivy shot up, taking in a deep breath, streams of saliva tracing a path from the head to her gaping, choking mouth. He gazed at her watery eyes and wet chin, but nothing could beat the little wicked smile she had on her face.
"I'm okay, keep going." Ivory said, and X acknowledged her words with a nod, then he rammed it all the way down her throat once again.
Xaier held it there for a second or two and pulled it all the way out and slapped her across the face with it and rammed it down her throat again. Repeating that a few times. Ram, hold, out, slap and ram again. He did this for about five full times and it was such a turn on. Ivory could feel herself dripping from down below, she unconsciously placed a hand in her panties.
Each time he rammed it down, she could feel the entire form of his dick in her mouth and throat, his wonderfully textured balls landed on her chin and rest there for a few seconds. When he pulled it out, the slap of his dick against her face was exhilarating, making spit and precum land across her cheek and the slight sting was such a wonderful sensation. She had never felt more alive.
As he continued with the action of pulling her head down and controlling her as she sucked him off, she gagged and spluttered, spit slobbering from the sides of her mouth but he paid that no mind. If anything, the sight of that made him thrust into her with even more force.
Digging his fingers into back of her skull, he pushed her head so far down his shaft that her nose was at his stomach and her lips were touching his shaven base. She could not breathe, and she struggled and choked but his grip was iron, and he kept her firmly in place.
Finally, his grip on her head slackened and she fell off of his member, collapsing to her hands on the floor of the car, coughing and spluttering, a long, thick trail of drool issuing from her mouth. Dazed, she looked up at him and sniffed, he had yet to reach his moment of pleasure yet, his member was still stiff, and it was slick and shining with her saliva.
"Let me keep going." Ivy coughed and Xaier who was breathing heavily nodded, grabbing her face in his hands, he led her over to his dick again so she could take him into her warm salivated mouth, tears streamed from the corners of her eyes but Ivy didn't stop, she didn't want to. She choked and gagged and swallowed with each fat thud of his dick, she was taking it so well, Xaier wanted to reward her for it.
But throughout all of this, Ivory could hear Kesha's still over the phone, no doubt she heard what they were doing, but she couldn't see them. And she was being nosy , so she wasn't saying anything, but not hanging up either.
Looking up, Ivy watched Xaier as his eyes were closed and his head was thrown back, still forcing her head down more and more on himself so he could finish in her mouth. Sneakily, Ivory crept a hand over to his phone and picked up. She noticed Kesha stopped talking once the screen cleared up and eventually, there it was.
Making sure her face being stuffed with Xaier's dick was perfectly in the frame, Ivory waved at Kesha who looked at her in horror and let out a muffled giggle before hanging up the phone.
By now, Xaier was grunting loudly, and her mouth was dripping with a mixture of her saliva and his pre-cum but she could tell he was close to cumming for real. She could feel a swelling and knew that that was him about to release. "You want my cum baby?" he questioned, and Ivy nodded her head as best as she could with him still in her mouth.
He never stopped his animal thrusting, and eventually, he exploded. Squirts of cum shooting into Ivory's mouth as Xaier groaned loudly and his legs shook. She kept her mouth wrapped tightly around him to catch every single drop he had to offer.
Although she could feel some escaping down the side of her cheek, she'd get it later. The noise of her gulping and gasping, and his dick squelching in and out of her mouth filled the car, Ivory couldn't help but to feel a sense of pride at how much she managed to make him cum, and this was her first time.
X held her head tightly still and continued to make her deep throat him over and over again, releasing his cum in the back of her throat until his balls were spent and empty. Ivory gagged hard as he released her, swallowing the cum in her mouth while coughing as well. She looked at X with her teary eyes and coughed some more.
"Did I do good?" she asked him, her voice coming out raspy.
"Of course you did baby." he muttered, wiping his thumb across her cum stained lips before placing it in her mouth. "Now let me return the favor."