Fallin' For a Boss 4

by Lucinda John

  “I will,” I said grabbing my keys.

  I wasn’t comfortable with him knowing where I lived, so I decided to meet him at the restaurant. When I pulled up in front of J. Marks, I checked my face in the compact mirror and handed my car off to the valet. Walking inside I felt as if all eyes were on me as my hips swayed freely in my dress, causing a disruption of peace.

  “How may I help you?” the host asked.

  “I’m here meeting Jacob.”

  “Right this way,” he said walking me to the table.

  He seated me in front of a very handsome Jacob who was dressed casual in a white Armani button-down shirt, some black slacks, and Armani loafers. His blue eyes pierced my skin as he took me in from my head down to my toes. The host handed me a menu, took my drink order then walked away.

  “You look beautiful,” Jacob said taking a sip of his drink.

  “Thank you, I’m missing that belly I was carrying around,” I laughed.

  “Um, that you did,” he winked, causing the hairs on my arms to stand.

  “How’s business?” I asked referring to his dealerships that he had in Miami.

  “It’s doing great. You should swing by and pick up a car.”

  “You tryna to sale me a car over dinner?”

  “No. I want to give you a car as a push gift.”

  “A push gift? My daughter is two months old.”

  “Well, we’ll consider it a late push gift. Just swing by and anything you like is yours,” he smiled.

  “Are you guys ready to order?” the host asked.

  “Yes, I’ll have the steak medium rare, mashed potatoes, and asparagus.

  “For you?” the host asked writing down Jacob’s order.

  “I’ll have the grilled steak salad.”

  “Okay, thank you,” the host said taking the menus. “I’ll go put in the order.”

  “How long are you in town?” I asked taking a sip of my water.

  “For as long as you want me to be,” he flirted.

  “I’m sure your girlfriend would be very upset,” I replied.

  “If I was in a relationship I wouldn’t be here with you. I am a man who respects my woman.”

  “Is that so?”

  “Yes. Are you trying to become that special person?” he asked, hypnotizing me with those beautiful eyes of his.

  “I’m not ready,” I replied, clearing my throat.

  “I have time, I’ll wait for you. You’re worth it.”

  Our conversation was getting so intense that I was happy when the host finally arrived with our food. We ate our food and made small talk about his business and my clinic. We were halfway through our meal when he received a phone call. Excusing his self, he went to take his call. I used this opportunity to call home and check on the kids. After confirming that everything was okay, I placed my phone in my black and gold clutch and finished up my salad.

  “Lala, I have to make a quick business run. You can leave your car here and join me. It’ll only be for one second,” he said returning to the table.

  “What about my car?”

  “I’ll handle it,” he said walking over to our host and exchanging a few words with him.

  “They’re going to keep an eye on your car until we return,” he said, dropping three crispy hundred dollar bills on the table. Placing the money clip back in his pocket, he helped me out of my chair.

  My heart dropped when we pulled up in front of Boss Lounge.

  “What are we doing here?” I asked feeling a lump form in my throat.

  “I’m going to run inside and sign some forms with a colleague. It shouldn’t take any longer than five minutes.”

  “I’ll wait in the car for you.”

  “Nonsense, come on,” he said grabbing me out of the car and walking me to the front entrance.

  Boogie, the security, gave me a head nod and I swear I was going to piss on myself. Taking a seat in the far corner of the bar, I watched as Jacob walked up the stairs to conduct business. Waving the bartender over, I ordered a shot of Patron and threw it back, gulping it down. The liquor burned my throat but caused me to calm down a bit.

  “You look nice,” Staci said taking the guys spot who made my drink. She poured me another shot giving me a smirk. I wanted to smack that smirk off of her face, but I didn’t want to risk Stacks seeing me. I knew he was going to hear about me being here eventually, but that was something I would rather deal with in private.

  I was finally able to let go of that breath I was holding on to when Jacob finally made his way back down.

  “Do you want to stay and hang out in VIP?” he asked.

  “No, I’d rather leave,” I said dragging him out of the building.

  “How about a walk on the beach?” he suggested.

  “That’s fine with me. What was all that about?” I asked.

  “What?”

  “What you were doing back at the club?”

  “Oh that. I had a few investors that wanted to put money into my dealership. I was just signing off on some paperwork, sealing the deal.”

  “Congratulations!”

  “Thank you.”

  We went to Fat Tuesdays and grabbed us a few drinks. Jacob purchased two large beach towels and we sat by the shore enjoying our drinks.

  “Lala, you are really beautiful,” Jacob said moving closer to me.

  “Thank you,” I gasped as his lips covered mine.

  Instead of stopping him, I opened my mouth and invited his tongue. I haven’t been touched in such an intimate way in a while, so my body responded to his every touch. A soft moan escaped my lips as he laid me down. His hand snaked up my dress and found its way between my legs.

  Spreading my lips with his fingers, he grabbed a hold of my clit and started applying pressure to it with his thumb and index finger. I cried out in pleasure as he began to stroke my love button with his fingers.

  His mouth found its way back to mine and we shared a passionate kiss. I bit down hard on his bottom lip as my leg began to shake. Erupting, I creamed all over his fingers. Smearing my nut over my lips, he used his tongue and sucked it off.

  In one swift motion, he tore my thong from under me and has his head in between my legs, feasting on my goodies.

  “Oh GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!” I moaned as he twirled his tongue all in my hot box.

  He pierced my hole with two of his finger while sucking on my nub until it went numb. Holding his head in place, I forcefully slammed my pelvis into his mouth until I came again.

  He placed a condom in the palm of my hand as his way of asking me if I was sure this was something I wanted to do. Flipping him over, I tore open the condom, slid it on his dick then jumped on it. All the rumors of white men having small dicks were a lie. Jacob had both length and width. I had to grind into his dick slowly until my pussy adjusted to his size.

  “Ohhhhhh Lala,” Jacob groaned as I rode him.

  He grabbed my ass and slammed himself into me. Not only did he have a nice size dick, but he was working it well. For the remainder of the night, we fucked all over the beach until the sun came up.

  “I hope to see you again,” Jacob said as he dropped me off to my car.

  “Likewise,” I smiled.

  “Do you need me to follow you home?”

  “No I’m fine.”

  “Okay, call me when you arrive.”

  “Will do.”

  I drove home with a huge smile on my face. Even though I wasn’t interested in starting anything with Jacob, it would be nice to have a nice little friend that I could chill and have fun with. The way he had my kitty kat purring still had me tingling.

  I pulled into the driveway of my house and my heart nearly stopped when I spotted Stack’s car.

  Chapter 21

  Stacks

  I sat on the couch rolling the stress balls between my fingers. When I found out that my girl was out with Jacob, it fucked me up in the head. Jacob
was an ex business partner who I ceased all business with due to him fucking with my money. I warned him about Lala when I found out about him, but he still decided to go against my wishes. For that he will be dealt with.

  I knew Lala fucked Jacob for the fact that she pulled up to the house thirty minutes ago and was still sitting in the car. I was about to go outside and drag her ass in the house until I heard the front door open then close. I watched a disheveled Lala remove her heels and try to tiptoe to the hallway bathroom. Guilty.

  “Bring your ass back here!” I yelled flicking on the lights.

  This was déjà vu all over again. This was the second time Lala went out and fucked another nigga on me. The first time I let it slide because she was under the impression I was dead, but this time I was going to deal with her ass. Lala just stood there frozen looking like a lost puppy.

  “Lala, bring your ass here!” I shouted.

  She slowly walked over to me dragging her feet.

  “Where were you?” I asked once she was standing in front of me.

  “Why should you care? It ain’t like we together!” she snapped.

  “Wrong fucking answer! Where the fuck were you?”

  “I went on a date,” she replied in a whisper.

  “With that same dude I told you to stop seeing?”

  “Stacks, what makes you think that you can tell me who I can and cannot date? You worrying about the wrong bitch. My name is Lala, not Staci!”

  Taking a deep breath, I bit the inside of my jaw to stop me from choking her ass out.

  “Did you fuck him?”

  “Does it matter?”

  “Yes it fucking does, Lala. Did you sleep with Jacob?”

  She didn’t reply; she just put her head down. I already knew the answer I just wanted to hear it straight out of the horse’s mouth. Instead of replying, she stood there with her eyes glued to the ground. Looking her over, I spotted a white spot on the back of her black dress and lost it.

  WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!

  I slapped Lala, punching her in the mouth. She tumbled over the glass table and fell to the floor exposing her bare pussy. The thought of her busting it open for a nigga that crossed me pissed me off. Dragging her, I lifted her by her neck and began choking her. I lost all control as she tried to claw my hands with her fingernails. The cries of Amia snapped me out of my trance. Tossing her to the side, I ran up the stairs to go check on my baby.

  While I was holding and feeding Amia, all I could think about was another nigga putting his hands on her like I just did her mother. I could feel my grandmother burning holes in my head from heaven. I allowed myself to get to a place that I promised myself I would never visit. I always told myself before I allowed a woman to take me out of my character, I would rather leave.

  The love I had for Lala was so deep that it had me going crazy. Never in my life have I beat woman as I’d done today. I just prayed that Lala would find it in her heart to forgive me. I rocked Amia until she fell asleep. Placing her in her crib, I walked out of the room and went to go check on the twins. They were both sleeping peacefully. I made my way into the master bathroom and ran Lala a nice, hot bath.

  Lala was still on the floor crying when I lifted her up. She didn’t put up a fight when I undressed her and placed her body in the tub. Lala had blood pouring from cuts on her neck, nose, mouth, and arms. Seeing the damages I caused made my eyes water.

  I went in the medicine cabinet and grabbed a few things to clean up her bruises. When I finished, I grabbed a soapy rag and began bathing her body. Letting the water out of the tub, I stood her up and allowed the shower to rinse her body off.

  Pulling a towel off of the rack, I wrapped her body in it and carried her to the bed. I could still hear soft sobs coming from her mouth. I dried her off, grabbed the body oil and began rubbing her body down. At first she was tense, but once I started working my magical fingers she started to loosen up.

  I went in the closet and grabbed a night gown. Pulling it over her head, I laid back in the bed with her in my arms.

  “I’m sorry,” she softly spoke.

  “No, I’m sorry. I should have never put my hands on you. You had no idea I was associated with Jacob and you’re single and free to do as you please. I allowed my anger to cloud my judgement and I’m sorry. I should have never put my hands on you. As far as Staci and I go, we’re cool. I do like her, but it was never on some let’s get together type shit. Trust me, if you would have come back to me, anything I had with her would have been dead. I never fucked her; I thought about it but I never did it. There was days I was tempted but I thought of the hurt I caused you and I didn’t want to risk fucking up again. You’re right… we’re not good together. So I guess it’s good that we put this thing to rest,” I said with my eyes closed.

  “No.”

  “No what?”

  “I changed my mind. I want to be with you. I want our family back.”

  “It’s too late. You pushed me too far and I don’t like that. If it wasn’t for Amia I could have killed you. I just can’t.”

  “I’m sorry,” she said straddling me. “We can fix it, we always do.”

  “Not this time,” I said pushing her off of me. “Go to sleep.” I wrapped my arms tightly around her and savored the way her body felt against mine.

  Lala was the love of my life, my soulmate, my rock, my heart, but I was afraid of how she made me feel. I wasn’t comfortable with what I did. If I would have saw a nigga doing this to a chick, I would have bodied him, and the fact that it was me made me feel less of a man. I held onto Lala as she cried, until she finally fell asleep.

  Easing my way out of the bed, I made sure the security alarm was on and the security guards were at their post before leaving and heading to Boss Lounge. When I pulled into my private parking spot, I walked straight to my office shutting the door. After giving my men the order to off Jacob, I sat back and rolled five joints.

  Cracking open my mini bar, I smoked my Kush and downed me a few cups.

  “Come in,” I slurred responding to the knock on my door.

  “Boss man, you okay?” Staci asked looking sexy as fuck in a black, halter-top dress.

  “I’m good.”

  “No you’re not. Does it have anything to do with Lala and that sexy ass white man?” she asked.

  “You know what, shut the fuck up! You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”

  “You’re right daddy,” Staci purred taking a seat on my lap. She grabbed the blunt out of my hand and took a pull. “You want to talk about it?” she whispered.

  “Not really,” I replied.

  “Want me to make you feel better?”

  “How?”

  “I can show you better than I can tell you,” she said pulling her dress over her head. Once she did that, her titties began to bounce freely.

  Grabbing her nipples, I rolled them between my fingers causing her to throw her head back. I pulled her panties off and started toying with her pussy. Her twat was fat, shaved, and wet, just how I liked it.

  Sliding down, she pulled my dick out and began sucking it. She let it pop out of her mouth before coating it with her spit then sucking it again. She ate my dick like she was at an all-you-can-eat buffet, causing me to moan like a bitch.

  Pushing her head down on my wood, I held it there until my nut coated the back of her throat. Without even gagging, she swallowed everything displaying a smile.

  “Want to take a shot from the pussy?” she said lying back on my desk with her legs spread. She grabbed the bottle of Patron and poured some on her pussy.

  I bent down and sucked all the liquor off causing her to squeal out in delight. I wasn’t in the mood to eat pussy, so I slapped her on her ass then bent her over my desk. Walking to the back room, I tore open the shipment of condoms that came in. We kept some in the bathrooms just in case. Tearing open the box, I grabbed a Magnum and put it on my dick.

  Stroki
ng it until my veins were on full display, I used my fingers to spread her pussy lips and roughly entered her.

  “SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!” she hissed like a snake.

  I ain’t feel like making love so I just beat the cat up. I made that kitty cry as I continued to beat it with no mercy. If animal patrol would have come through then my ass would have been locked up for how cruel I was being to the cat. The harder I pumped into her, the louder she made these throaty noises.

  I felt my nut building up so I fucked her harder, grabbing a hold of her pearl tongue. My fingers slipped and slid across it as I fucked her like fucking was going out of style. I took all my anger and frustration out on her pussy. I just knew when I was done with her she would be sore as fuck.

  “Got damn I made that thang squirt,” I said feeling her warm juices shoot all over my legs.

  The feeling of her squirting on my dick felt so good that I found that spot and started knocking on it, and had her squirting again. My legs started to go weak and my eyes rolled in the back of my head as I pulled out and shot my load all over her back. She reached over, wiped it off with her fingers then stuck them in her mouth sucking all my nut off.

  “Mm mm mm, tasty,” she smiled before she dropped down to her knees, deep throating my dick.

  Chapter 22

  Joey

  Standing in the hotel’s full length mirror, I admired myself in my grey Ralph Lauren suit. I was looking real clean. My hair was cut to perfection, my shoes were shining, and my breath smelled like Listerine. Ever since Carla came into my hotel room with her proposition, I retired the liquor bottle and got to work. With her help I’d be able to avenge the death of my loved ones and make it back on the force.

  Spraying myself with some Dolce and Gabbana cologne, I grabbed the car keys to the Audi Carla sent me and made my way to the mayor’s office. Carla provided me with all the information I needed to take Stacks down. Now the only thing left for me to do was sell this information to the mayor and have him convince Commissioner Becker into letting me back on the force.

  “How may I help you?” Brenda the clerk asked.

  “I’m here to see Mayor Regalado.”

  “Is he expecting you?”

  “No, but tell him it’s very important. It has something to do with my father’s death.”