Page 8 of A Toxic Redemption

"Only thing I'm trying to eat is pussy, baby." I smirked as I took a seat on her dark gray sectional. "If you happen to cook for a nigga afterward, I'm cool with it."

"Hmm, we will see." She pulled her PINK sweatshirt over her head, and my mouth instantly watered at the sight of her pierced nipples. "I'm going to shower and get the food smell off me." She hooked her thumbs in the band of her leggings and shimmied them down her luscious thighs. I couldn't help but lick my lips at her freshly waxed mound. "Sit tight for me."

As she turned and made her way down the hall to her bedroom, I stared at her and imagined all the freaky shit I wanted to do to her. The fact that she talks that hot shit I like makes my dick ten times harder. Removing my hoodie, I winced at the stiffness in my shoulder. It's been a little over a week since the shooting, but I was healing well. Getting the nigga who didthis shit has been heavy on my mind, and I can't wait to put them niggas in the dirt.

"Hello," I answered my buzzing phone.

"Where you at, Dada?" KJ's little, sweet voice came through the speaker. "You getting cupcakes?"

"No, man." I chuckled as I slouched back into my seat. "Daddy isn't getting cupcakes right now. Maybe if you're good for your Nana, I'll think about it. That means you have to listen to her and do what she says."

The line went silent, and I know he was pouting, but taking in everything I was saying. From day one, I realized how smart he is. I must admit Mia did a good job with him. He asks about her, so despite how I'm feeling, I know it's time I meet with her and have a conversation. We have to come to common ground with this parenting shit because I'm not missing another second of his life.

"Deal, Dada." My son broke my thoughts. "I be good so I can get cupcakes."

"Okay." I chuckled but stopped immediately when Lucky's dripping-wet body came into view. She glistened from the top of her wet head to the tips of her pretty white toes. That slim, thick body of hers was calling out to me, and I had no issue with answering. It made no sense how thirsty I was for shorty in this moment. The sly grin on her face let me know she knew it, too. "I gotta go, baby."

"I love you, Dada."

KJ didn't even give me the chance to tell him the same before he was hanging up on a nigga. All he knew was if he were good, he would be rewarded, and I assume that was all that mattered to him. Pocketing my phone, I slowly dragged my eyes back over to a still-standing Lucky.

"You good, shorty?" I asked as my eyes continued to roam her body. "The fuck are you standing like a statue for?"

"I didn't want to interrupt you while you were on the phone with your son." She sauntered toward me and straddled my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I bit my bottom lip. My hands instantly gripped her hips. "I'm not rude."

"Girl, you moved another woman out of the way so you could suck my dick." I chuckled as I slapped her ass and squeezed it roughly. "You're beyond rude."

"Trust me." She leaned forward and licked my neck sensually as she began to grind in my lap. The shit was sexy to a nigga, and it sent chills through my body. "I can be the rudest to ever do it."

Lucky placed a few more kisses along my ear and neck as she slowly wound against my crotch. My dick wanted nothing more than to break free and plunge deep into her guts, but I was going to sit back and let her control the show. When she rose from my lap, leaving a wet spot behind, I knew this shit was about to be amazing.

Dropping to the floor before me, she peered up to me with the look of a woman who was about to change my life. Luck had better be careful with the way she handled a nigga before she had me stalking her ass like a dope fiend waiting on his first-of-the-month check.

She unclasped my jeans and pulled them down along with my boxers. When my dick sprung out at full attention, I could see the drool forming at the corner of her mouth.

"You like this muhfucka, Luck?" I smirked as I fisted my pole and began stroking slowly. "Seems to me like you're the one that wants to eat. You want to taste... ah, fucckkk!"

"Hmm," she moaned as she deep-throated me without a warning. Baby girl didn't even spit start and stroke a nigga before she had my balls tapping her chin. I threw my head back and enjoyed the euphoric feel that was taking over me. You would think lil' mama was a turkey in a past life with the way she was gobbling my dick.

"How in the fuck is your mouth and pussy good as fuck?" I groaned as I palmed the back of her head, and I leaned forward and peered down on her. That was a major mistake on my part because the moment I did, our eyes locked. She bobbled up and down on my dick with spit sliding down both sides of her mouth. "Gah damn, girl."

"You like that?" she panted as she raised up. Her mouth was so wet that there was a line of slob trailing from her chin to my balls, and I'll be damned if my dick didn't grow ten times harder. When she stroked my dick and licked her lips, I knew then I had to have her. Right here, right now.

"Come here because I want some pussy."

I stood from the couch and snatched her up from the floor. Throwing her over my shoulders, I went down the short hallway in search of her bedroom. Once inside, I was pleased at how clean and tidy it was. She had Bath & Body Works candles burning that caused her space to smell as delicious as her. Her king-sized bed was neatly decorated in some type of fluffy purple comforter that I could really care less about. The only thing on my mind was making her climb these fuckin' walls.

I removed her from my shoulders, throwing her on the bed gently as she slightly bounced. She giggled as she sat up on her elbows and eyed me as I began to undress. I placed my Glock on the dresser beside me, and my gaze never left hers. I slowly removed my shirt, careful not to aggravate my shoulder. I had already stepped out of my shoes, so I was able to remove my jeans and boxers, all while keeping my gaze on her.

"You know," she said as I climbed onto the bed, "I can see why the Three Musketeers lost their minds over you." She rubbed her hand through my hair as I hovered over her. "You are fine as hell."

"With good ass dick, too." I chuckled as I kissed all over her chest.

Luck hissed and arched her back as I brought her left nipple into my mouth. I always thought the metal would leave a weird taste in my mouth, but the first time I feasted on her, I was proven wrong.

"You ready to be added to the gang?"

"Neverrr," she moaned as my tongue dipped in and out of her navel. "The only thing I want to add is my pussy juice on your tongue." She placed her hand on the top of my head and pushed me lower. "Now slurp on this pussy like you've been in the Sahara with no water, baby. Let me quench your thirst."

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