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Bassir
“Yes I know. Tomorrow we finish it.” I heard Tyrell speak into his phone. I glanced over to him from my seat in his office. I decided to work with him today instead of my home office. I was organizing and filing case files. I also was getting ready for a new class.
“Your dad?” I mumbled once the call was over. He gave me a short nod. We’ve been avoiding the ‘I’m going to murder my father who’s trying to kill me’ talk since he told me a month ago.
“Bassir please don’t try to talk me outta it. I’m killing that bitch, simple.” He glared.
“But how do you know it’s you he’s after and not just your gang?” I really was trying to be understanding but it’s hard when he’s so sure about killing people. I know Tyrell doesn’t have a good track record, I know he’s taken lives but I honestly never thought he’d do it while with me. That’s naive though. I can’t be mad that he’s ended a few lives because they probably were trying to kill him but to actually seek out someone and kill them is different.
“Even if he’s not trying to kill me, it’s the principle. He knows my name and he knows what I run. As a leader I can’t let nobody disrespect me. He killed some of my guys so I have to blow up his whole operation.” He was serious. “Bassir I know it’s hard for you and if,”
“Mr. Jackson, we have your three o’clock here.” His assistant came in. I stood up with my boyfriend and watched as a man came in. He was tall and dark. He was handsome with low cut dark brown hair and dark blue eyes. He was tan and had a small beard.
“Mr. Nell, nice to meet you.” Tyrell stuck out his hand. He’s all business right now. He must be important. “This is my husband Bassir.” He introduced me. I looked at him with a smile. I love when he calls me his husband.
“Husband? I didn’t know you were married to a man.” I noted the slight accent in his voice. He had an odd look on his face. Tyrell just gave a nod that I know meant he was about to blow up.
“I was just leaving.” I turned to my boyfriend. “Behave.” I whispered. I gave him a peck on the cheek before turning back around. “Nice to meet you.” I shook the stranger’s hand before walking out.
*~*~*
Tyrell
“Your husband, does he know of your dealings?” Leonardo asked, sitting down in the same seat Bassir was. I wasn’t feeling how he was saying ‘husband’ or the look on his face when I announced I was with a man.
“Yes he does. If it’s a problem with my being with a man we can end this meeting now. I don’t like no homophobic shit.” I tried to be as respectful as possible. Leonardo Nell is a new connection I’m trying to set up. He’s the head of a mafia in New York. Leonardo has made a name for himself by squashing enemies with no remorse. He’s supposed to be a very scary guy with a dark past or some fairytale shit. All I know is he’s a prominent figure in the underworld and to the public. I’ve made a name for myself in the underworld now I need help coming to the public.
“There’s no problem. I was just surprised. You don’t seem like the type to be with men.” He gave a polite smile.
“I’m not the type. He’s special.” He hummed with a nod. His eyes held a sadness to them. Something haunting was deep in his eyes.
*~*~*
“Nice doing business. I hope to see you again soon.” I smiled and stood up. Leonardo was intense when we started talking business but he’s cool. He told me he has a son and is single. We talked about family and other things.
“Me too. I’ll be in touch.” He gave me his version of a smile and walked out. “Seeing you again so soon.” I heard him say.
“Ah yeah, I just picked our son up and was coming back with a late lunch.” I heard Bassirs voice.
“Don’t let me keep you then. Once again, nice meeting you.” Leonardo turned and gave me another smile before leaving. He’s definitely something.
“Hi Rell.” Romero smiled coming into my office. His fine ass daddy followed holding a bag of what looked like sandwiches.
“Hey Ro.” I smiled at the kid. He gave me a hug before going to sit on the couch.
“Here I brought lunch Bubba.” Bassir said, stopping in front of me. I’m hungry as shit so I took the bag and looked through the sandwiches.
“Me no hungry right now. I eat soon.” Romero said. He laid back and closed his eyes. I guess taking a nap.
“They went to the farm today and Romero ran around with every animal he could.” Bassir explained. I nodded, taking the sandwich that looked the best. “That’s mine.” Bassir smirked.
“But I want this one.” I frowned. “We can’t share?” He shook his head and kissed me.
“Have it, I’ll eat the other one but I want something later.” He smirked, stepping closer to me.
“Like what?” I whispered looking down at his lips. Escort Pendik He swiped his tongue over his bottom lip.
“I’m sure you know what I want.” He whispered back.
“No, I think you need to remind me I forgot.” He went to speak again but his phone rang. He pulled it from his pocket and frowned. Damn everybody interrupting us today.
“It’s the adoption agency.” He gave me a worried look. “Hello.” He said. I watched as he walked out of my office and into the hallway. I walked over to Ro and took his shoes off then his bookbag and laid him down more comfortably. The little boy stayed asleep the whole time.
I know Bassir is worried about adopting Romero. I don’t see why it’s his brother and he have been staying with him for years. They did the mandatory wellness checks when Ro was a baby and deemed it was safe so there’s no reason the adoption wouldn’t be smooth and easy. From what Bassir told me there’s no one other than him and an uncle who lives in London. But they haven’t had much contact.
“They said they wanna have a home visit and if that goes well, complete the process.” Bassir smiled coming back in. He rushed over to me and took me in his arms. “He’ll fully be mine soon.”
“I knew you had nothing to be worried about, baby.” I kissed him softly. “You can put that bitch behind us. Don’t ever let her get to you again.” He nodded with a smile.
*~*~*
I looked over to David with a serious glare. He was going over the plans again also detailing who’s going to be at the warehouse with my dad.
“When you have him, bring him to me. Don’t kill him.” I said after hearing the plan again. David nodded in understanding. “I’m killing him myself.”
“What do you think we’re going to find there?” David questioned.
“I can’t fucking tell you but any drugs leave them. If you find guns, leave them. If you find people, set them free. I know my dads probably have been trafficking girls so definitely set anyone free. Them drugs and shit are going to be cut with something and the guns won’t be trustworthy.” I explained.
“Alright I’ll make sure everything goes well.” David gave me what he thought was a smile. It looked like he ate something nasty as fuck but he was still trying to be nice. Uncomfortable ass smile.
“Bye David.” I heard my boyfriend’s voice behind me. I looked to see Bassir leaning against the door frame leading to the hallway in my apartment.
“Bye Bassir, Ty.” David got up and left my apartment. I watched him fully shut the door before turning to Bassir.
“How long have you been standing there?” I opened my arms. Bassir slowly walked over to me and straddled my lap. He wrapped his arms around my neck and massaged my neck softly. I groaned and rolled my head down so he could have better access.
“Since the second run down of the plan. I came when you asked him to repeat it.” He mumbled. I hummed. “Does Chance and Star know what’s going on?”
“They found him.” I said looking up. “David already told them the plan.” He nodded with an off look. “Bassir if you don’t wanna hear about it and can’t stand it I’m not sure this can work.” He gave me a hard glare. I quickly gripped his waist. “Not trying to break up, I promise. You are my everything believe me but this is not the first time I’ve planned a raid and it won’t be the last. I can see the hate in your eyes when I talk about it. I could just not tell you.”
“No Babyboy it’s not that I hate it. I just don’t know how to feel. I know this is you and I can’t change that but it doesn’t take away the fact that it’s hard hearing you talking about death so easily.” He sighed. I rubbed his back. “And you can’t not tell me. I have to know, it’s not right for me to be in the dark about that side of you. I want to know and love every part of you. It’ll just take some time for me to like this part.”
“So you’re not mad at me for killing my dad?” I asked.
“I’m not mad, it’s kinda self defense. That doesn’t mean I feel good about it but I’m not mad.” He gave me a soft smile.
“I don’t deserve you.” I hugged him closer to me.
“Yes you do but you could still show me why you do.” He smirked. “Show me how much you appreciate me.”
*~*~*
“You guys are so cute.” Charm smiled, snapping a picture of me and Bassir. We were fighting over a piece of cake. He kept trying to steal some of mine.
“His thieving ass is not cute.” I snactched my cake back.
Charm laughed and moved on to the next couple. We were having a small New Year’s Eve party. Everyone was here plus Bassir’s coworker Beau and his fiancé and their four friends.
“Let me get a little bit.” Bassir whined again.
“No nigga. Go get your own, it’s more than enough.” I glared.
“But I don’t want a lot, just a small Beykoz escort piece.” He begged. “Just a small piece please.” He whispered. I looked at him with his deep brown eyes, sexy ass full beard and sneaky smile. I sighed and let him see the plate. He instead leaned in and kissed me. He licked my bottom lip before pulling away. “I changed my mind, I wanted something sweeter.”
“I hate you.” I blushed looking down. He gave me a kiss on the forehead before walking away.
It was a nice party. It’s the calm before the storm though so I was trying to enjoy it. We were in a big hotel suite instead of someone’s house. We wanted to make it special but keep it calm. Romero was running around playing with Mel and everyone was laughing and having a good time.
“You guys are cute.” Charm said again coming up from behind me.
“Thanks I guess. I have never been in a couple before so it’s odd being called cute.” I confessed.
“Bassir hasn’t either. He’s been single for years so it’s refreshing seeing him settle down.” I frowned. When I think about it, I don’t know much about Bassirs dating past.
“He’s never had a boyfriend?”
“A few nothing serious though. Bassir used to date a lot of down low men so they never wanted anything serious.” I knew about that. “You know Bassir has a type now that I think about it. He used to have all the little thugs hooked on him but they never made anything official.” I also knew he had a type. I just didn’t know he’s never been serious about anyone before. “That makes you special. He really loves you and it shows.”
“I love him too.” I smiled looking over to my boyfriend who used to be a player. “But he hasn’t been with anyone in years right?” Find that hard to believe the way he be having me moaning.
“Yeah he stopped when Ro was one. He was tired of meaningless sex with men who could never love him openly.” She gave me a sad smile. “You’re different from the rest and I think he noticed that. You’ve never been afraid of being open with him and that’s what he needed. To be with someone who’s not ashamed.” I nodded.
I understand where she is coming from. When we first started dating, Bassir never wanted to hold me in public and I didn’t like that shit. I want people to know his fine ass is mine so I forced him to hold me. It was different for us both and I could see the shock in eyes but I kept telling him I’m not them scary niggas. If I’m with you I wanna be with you, nothing is going to hold us back.
“Thank you for that. My best friend is finally happy.” She gave me a smile.
“You’re welcome but he makes me happier than I make him trust me.” I looked over to the clock. “Oh shit it’s 11:57.” We both hurried to our partners so we could watch the clock tick down.
*~*~*
“Damn why are we always getting stuck cleaning up.” I glared at the trash bag in my hands. Bassir smiled over at me and shook his head. He was cleaning the kitchen and I was in the living room.
“It’s because we’re always the host.” He answered.
“Well next time it’s them nigga turns. Luck and Star live in a fucking mansion why ain’t they host, have they shit getting torn up.” I said shoving cups in bags.
“It’s not that bad Babyboy. At least they took Ro so we could have some time to ourselves.” He said dropping his bag and walking over to me. He grabbed me around my waist and pulled me against his body.
“Oh you tryin fuck first thing in the New Year.” He laughed and nodded. “Freaky, I like it.” He pulled me into a rough kiss. I moaned wrapping my arms around him.
“Stay here.” He mumbled. I nodded looking back at him. I watched him walk into the bedroom. I turned back to the window and started stripping out of my clothes. The view really was amazing. I hope he fucks me against the window “I can’t fuck you without lube.” I heard Bassirs voice.
“Don’t know why you thought you could.” I turned back around fully. He gave me a smile. Bassir had stripped the rest of his clothes off. “Damn you look good like this.”
“Naked?” He walked back over to me. I nodded, hugging his waist. “You want me naked all the time?” I nodded again. “I might get cold.”
“I’ll keep you warm.” I mumbled into his neck.
“How?” He whispered. I looked up at him with a smirk. I turned around and made sure my ass was rubbing against his dick.
“I think you know how.” I smirked. He grabbed my hips, thrusting up rubbing himself against me. “Don’t tease me, put it in.” I looked back with a smirk.
Bassir spread some lube on my hole and rubbed it around, sticking in two fingers. He kept up a slow pace while finger fucking me. Bassir reached around my body and grabbed my dick and stroked me.
“You can fuck me now.” I said looking back. I was starting to get impatient. Cevizli escort bayan It’s been too long since I’ve felt him inside of me and I wanted his dick back. We did have sex yesterday but 24 hours is too to go without him in me.
“I don’t wanna hurt you.” He laughed, lining himself up. I glared but immediately dropped my head when I felt him slide in. That familiar burning pain started. Bassir kept going at a slow pace and I made sure to relax.
“God damn.” I mumbled leaning against the glass. I took a deep breath trying to get used to him.
“You feel so fucking good Babyboy.” Bassir moaned. I looked back at him and groaned. He looked up, catching my eyes. “You look so sexy bent over for me.”
I pushed up slightly and fell back on him. He took this as his cue to start fucking me soflty. Bassir grabbed my chest and brought my body up so I pressed against him. He walked us slightly up so the front of my body was pressed against the window.
“I’m not fucking you tonight. I wanna make love.” Bassir whispered, thrusting into me. I nodded, turning to look at him. He leaned in and gave me a kiss while he slowly moved inside me.
Bassir found my spot soon and started rubbing against it, not pulling out much. He kept his hands around my body while he kissed all along my neck. He felt amazing pressed up against me. He felt amazing going slow making sure I felt every inch of him.
He had me letting out low moans and holding into his arms while he drove me insane. I knew that this the type of dick thought drove people to become crazy. He was hitting my spot repeatedly and stroking my dick making sure I felt good.
“Bassir, I’m so close.” I moaned out. He hit my spot and held it. He grinded into me, rubbing the spot. I turned and captured his lips giving him a deep kiss as I started cumming into his hand. His arm tightened around me as I felt him start to cum inside me. He let me guide him into a sweet kiss as we both came down from our orgasms.
“I love you so much Babyboy.” He whispered on my lips.
“I love you too Bassir. I swear some days you’re my reason for waking up.” I confessed. He gave me a small smile. “You’re my everything.”
Bassir guided us into our room. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me on top of him. I looked him in the eyes as I guided his dick back into me. He let out a low moan as I sat on him fully taking all of him.
I hooked my arms around his neck and started riding him. I wanted to keep up the romantic feeling so I didn’t go fast. I locked eyes with Bassir as I rode him. He started thrusting up to meet my hips. I moaned, throwing my head back.
That’s how we stayed the rest of the night. We stayed wrapped in each other’s arms making love. I’m not sure what time it was when we stopped but the sun was rising and I had came too many times to count. I had hickies all along my neck and body. I was more than satisfied. I was content and happy. When we finally stopped Bassir cleaned us up and laid us down in our bed.
“That was more than wonderful.” Bassir gave a happy sigh. I looked up at him with a glare.
“Why can’t you just say it was good? Why you gotta say corny shit like that?” He laughed, hugging me closer to him. “Cornball ass.” I smirked.
“Are you okay now?” He whispered. “I mean with your dad and what we talked about.”
“I’m okay. I was just worried you wouldn’t be.” He gave a weak shrug. I knew that meant he’ll get there one day and be okay with me being a criminal.
“I know and your dad popping up as soon as I stopped talking to my mom is odd. Kinda like they were conspiring together.” He squinted.
“Bassir, stop using them big ass words. Nobody says conspiring in real life.” I laughed. “But yeah it was odd but it’s over. My dad is almost captured and your mom is locked up. All that’s left is the papers to fully claim Romero so she’ll never be able to see him.” Bassir nodded.
“Are you going to adopt him too?” Bassir whispered. I looked up at him with wide eyes. “I want you to, when you’re ready of course.”
“I-I will. I mean I didn’t know you felt that way.” I mumbled. I could feel my heart swelling in my chest. “I’m not ready yet but when I am I will definitely adopt Ro. I feel like he’s my child already anyway.” I couldn’t really wrap my head around what adopting Romero meant. I’m not sure about being a dad either but honestly it’s nothing I wouldn’t do for Romero so I’d say I’m close to being ready.
“I understand and I can’t wait to officially call you daddy.” He whispered. I looked up at him with a dark stare.
“You can start practicing right now.” I lowered my head and kissed his jaw. “Maybe I’ll start calling you Papi.”
He let out a low moan. I grinded my semi hard dick against him.
“We should get some sleep.” He whispered. His hands trailed up my back till he gripped the back of my neck.
“One more time.” I begged. His eyes met mine and I smirked. “Please.” Bassir groaned and rolled me onto my back. “Fuck yes.” I laughed wrapping my legs around him.
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