Page 97 of 10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace

Stevie wasn’t.

I couldn’t go out there and find another her because there was only one of her. There wasn’t another woman that talked to herself and then answered herself. She always searched my eyes to see if I was alright.

Didn’t matter what we were talking about, she would pause and search my eyes. At first, I didn’t understand what she was doing until I caught myself doing the same when I looked into hers. I always wanted to know if she was alright, and I never gave a fuck what anybody was feeling.

The whole purpose of the stop in Paris wasn’t because the jet had problems. I was going to propose to Wonder. This shit started out on a rocky start, and because she didn’t want a typical wedding, I wanted her to have a proposal she would always remember.

A proposal that I had planned and didn’t use Jeffie in anything. Even when she tried, I locked her ass out of my email which nearly made her break out into hives. She didn’t know when it was happening until I told her to get the jet fueled.

Wonder didn’t give a fuck about the money I could blow on her. It was my time that meant more to her than the gifts and the money. I loved her little weird ass, and I wanted to make her happy.

As someone who could give a fuck about anybody’s happiness, mine included. When it came to Stevie’s happiness…I cared a whole fucking lot about hers. I loved to hear her laugh and see her smile. It was my favorite thing about her.

Damn.

I loved her little snort before she laughed more than anything. The thought of not having her with me drove me up the wall. Even now, I was laying on her and could feel her hand on me, and I was over here becoming angry at the thought of not having her with me.

Lifting my head, I watched as she slept. Her hair was always everywhere. A few pieces were in her face, as I slid between her legs and softly pecked her lips. After a few, her eyes fluttered and a smile came across that face.

“Morning, Mavie.” Her soft voice caressed my eardrums.

I kissed her lips again, as she roped her arms around my neck. “Morning, Wonder.”

“I’m gonna need you to leave me alone ‘cause this is my quiet hour.” She yawned and then started to laugh.

Wonder couldn’t even keep quiet because she busted out laughing. “You ain’t gotta worry about that, I’m gonna be real quiet with what I’m gonna do to you.”

It was the sheepish grin that came across her face. “Doing that?”

“Uh huh,” I said as I sucked on her neck, and she held me tighter. “You ready for that, baby?”

“Yes,” she kissed my shoulder.

I lifted my head and searched her eyes, and she wanted this. It took nothing for me to pull her panties down and come out my briefs. I pulled her tank top from her body, as she lay in my arms naked.

Her full breast staring at me as she looked up at me with those beautiful fucking eyes. I remembered the first time that I saw her face, when that bag was removed from her face. Eventhen, never knowing anything other than her being Skyler’s cousin, I was drawn to her.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing… absolutely nothing, baby.”

“Sure?”

She was so pure, untouched. Nobody has had her, only me. There wasn’t another man on this planet that could say he touched my wife.

It was like she was preserved for me. I was supposed to take her virginity and love her. “Positive. You want me to take your virginity, Stevie? I need to hear you tell me, baby.”

She reached up and kissed my lips slowly. “I want… you… to… take… my virginity, Mavie.”

The shades were wide open with the sun crashing into the room because she wanted me to keep the shades opened and the music playing through the night. Shit like that would have usually set me off, and with her it didn’t matter.

Yeah, I spent a little time trying to get to sleep, but I would do it again for Wonder. She could ask me to kidnap the Pope, and I would be on my way to the Vatican with my sheisty mask ready to grab that old man.

There were no bounds when it came to how far I would go for this woman. I kissed her neck, working my way down to her breast. Taking her nipple into my mouth, I rotated between both of them as she squirmed.

My hand made its way down to her opening, feeling how wet she was for me. Her legs widened for me as I massaged her pussy before inserting a finger inside of her. She gasped when I added another finger.

“Mavie,” she moaned.

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