Page 14 of So Special: Fanatic Love

His choice of words were interesting to me. I glanced over at Katniss and Asher who were in their own little world and conversation. I immediately went from fuck mode to protective mode. When I turned back to Zane, I asked, “So, that’s Asher’s bitch?”

Zane tilted his head. “That’s not for me to answer or for you to know. If Katniss wants to know that she can ask her child’s father.”

He was right. I would leave the topic alone until I spoke with my best friend. I switched back to my fuck mode. “Have youthought about our conversation from earlier? That’s what we can talk about.”

“Yeah, we could see what’s up,” he said without taking the time to look at me. When he did look at me, he said, “That is if the pussy is worth a damn.” His eyes wandered from my head to my toes. “Ion like loose pussy or suction free mouths.”

He expected me to be offended but I wasn’t. “Understood. I don’t like little, limp, or impotent dick. You have expectations and so do I.”

He didn’t say anything for a moment. I could tell he admired either my looks, my attitude, or both. With a wink, he responded. “We’ll find out soon enough.”

I crossed my leg over the other, then shifted my body more toward him. He had no idea what kind of female I was. He was about to find out. “We can find out right now.”

“Oh, word?” The surprise in his voice was evident. “That’s what you wanna do?” When I told him the ball was in his court, he leaned across me. “Aye yo, Asher. We about to be out.”

He grabbed my hand before he stood and pulled me up.I guess we won’t be fucking in the lounge. Another time, another time.This man moved toward the curtain with me in tow. I pulled my hand out of his before he could open it. He glared at me with confusion.

“I don’t want to be seen with you,” I said incredulously. “Send me the addy on IG and I’ll meet you there.”

His head bucked back a little. He must have thought I was lying when I told him that earlier today. I was dead ass serious. “You got that,” he replied before he pulled the curtain back.

I doubled back to my best friend. “Aye, Asher, can you take her home, or do you need my car, Katniss? I can get a rideshare to where I’m going.”

Asher spoke up. “Nah, I’ll make sure my baby mama get home safe. Don’t worry bout her. I got her.”

My phone dinged just as I nodded in understanding. I saw it was an IG inbox notification. The corners of my lips turned up.

Zane_The _Greatest: 1212 Charlotte Way. Room 1934

Daisy_Baby_Clt: Be there soon.

I was about to fuck the football stats out of this nigga with no remorse. Ironically, it had been a while since I had sex. I’d been on dates, but I was focused on other things in my life. I knew when to focus on my life’s success and forego dick.

Zane Hershel Anderson

“Muthafucka!” This bitch was sucking my dick like there was an Olympic gold medal waiting for her after she finished. If there was, she would have that shit hands down. I’ve had plenty and I do mean plenty of bitches suck me off, but I’d never experienced nothing like this. “Fuck, Daisy.”

I sat on the couch in this hotel suite with Daisy between my legs on her knees being nasty as fuck with it. When I told her to come suck my dick, I thought she was going to change up all that shit talking she did earlier. When she went into the bedroom and came out with a pillow to kneel on, I rolled my eyes. You couldn’t tell me I wasn’t about to get some prissy, uppity head. I was dead ass wrong.

Daisy didn’t come across as a female who was with the shits at all. She was absolutely gorgeous, I would admit. However, she looked like a librarian or an IRS tax agent. She wore glasses that I could tell she needed to see, not just some fashion statement. Earlier when she knocked the bejesus out of Birdie’s ass, I think the whole room was shocked. Most shocked to see her little ass had hands. Birdie was a bully about Asher when she had no rightto be. According to him, he hadn’t messed with her in over five years.

When Daisy got on her knees, she pulled her shirt off to reveal her handful of breasts. As she pulled her hair up into a bun on the top of her head, she told me she liked her nipples pinched when she gave head. That made my brows kiss my hairline. They said it was the quiet looking girls that were the freaky ones. She looked quiet at first impression but was anything but.

I was barely able to focus on pinching shit, because I tried to concentrate on keeping my ass in the seat. I felt like a whole bitch because I couldn’t stop moving. With one of my hands, I pinched her nipples with my fingers. My other hand took residence on her head. I wasn’t sure if this was her hair or a wig, but I gripped the hell out of this bun to put my shit down her throat. Her ass hadn’t gagged or anything. Spit was falling from the corners of her mouth.

“You nasty ass bitch!” She must have liked that shit because her Hoover vacuum of a mouth went up a few decimals. The harder I pinched her nipple, the more she moaned. That shit felt amazing. “Your deep ass throat!”

Asher told me after he messed with Katniss that she was a dick sucking devil. I understood why her and Daisy were best friends. I was sure that Asher would never speak on Katniss’s sex game again now that they shared a son. At the time that we had the conversation, she was just a fan fuck.

I moved my fingers from her nipples to grab the condoms that were beside me. Now that I knew the mouth was upper echelon, I needed to see what level the pussy was on. “Get the fuck up, so you can sit on this dick.”

With a pop she took my dick out of her mouth. Like it was nothing, she wiped the corners of her mouth with a towel that I didn’t realize she had. She didn’t say a word. She just watchedme sheath my dick. Once it was covered, she climbed on. Daisy was a little girl in size compared to me. I liked that shit. Well, if she took dick in her pussy like she did her mouth then I’d like it.

She leaned herself up for insertion. When she lowered herself, her lil pussy pushed back. Her pussy was leaking wet, so the resistance told me that at least the entry way was locked. She lifted herself, then sat back down with a little more force. Her head flew back, and she let out a sexy ass hiss. “I knew this dick would be a monster.”

“You making a nigga blush,” I responded. Bitches were often surprised by the size of my mans because I was what most considered a big dude. I was certainly a blessed man, especially when it came to girth. I smacked her ass. “You said you wanted to fuck me, so fuck me.”

She was just rocking on my shit right now. I wanted her to put in some work. Her eyes locked with mine. “You ready for this, Mr. Anderson?” I gave her no verbal response, just a raised brow. Without lifting herself off my dick, she moved her legs so that her feet were now on the couch. Her hands went to my chest. “Let’s ride.”

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