A Red Apple (12 page)

“Happy Born Day shorty,” he smiles as he caresses my fat ass. His nature is starting to rise and he is ready to fuck my brains out. “You ready to come home with a nigga or what?”

“Thanks but I’m not over here to go home with you tonight.” I pull away because my pussy feels like an inferno.

“Yeah? So talk to me,” Zeke is confident so he
already knows he has me.

“I’m here to show you what you missed out on
.” I turn around to walk away but that plan goes south, just as I knew it would. Zeke grabs my arm and gently pushes my back up against the wall, where he presses his rock hard dick between my thighs. His fingers travel up my skirt and finds my honey-pot dripping wet. He pinches my clitoris and an electric wave charges through my body.

“You feel that Piper? My pussy is swollen and she will have a fit if she doesn’t get this dick,”
his warm breath is tickling my ears causing the hair on the nape of my neck to rise up. “So take ya ass over there and get cha girl so we can drop her off at the dorm because I need to take care of that soon aight?”

I am nodding like a child obeying their parent’s orders. He smacks my ass and sends me on my way. I am hypnotized and Zeke has me open like seven eleven. I
’m drunk but not to the point of not being aware of my surroundings. So I know what is going on. I am about to let Zeke lay the pipe down on my ass real good like he always does.

I try to maintain my cool but I am damn near power walking back over to B who is so damn
wasted she is passed out on the chair. I wake my girl up, place her arm under my shoulder to help her walk and proceed to the door. Zeke is waiting for me with two of his partners. His boys are going to trail us to our dorm room to drop her car off.

As we make the 10-minute drive to the campus, I can’t help but wonder if we will travel down the same road or can we make it this time? I also don’t want the little game he played earlier to come between my best bitch, B and me.

After we drop Brianna off
, Piper is looking real tense. I’m not really looking to spark up any pointless conversation but I have to put shorty at ease because I want to get up in that before the night is over with. It has been way too long since I hit that. I’ve gotten used to tearing that shit up everyday all day over the break, so the last 24 hours not seeing her has been rough for me. Her pussy was so wet at the club I wanted to beat that shit up right there. But I knew she wasn’t going to let me do that again so I had to control myself. I am thirsty as hell, which is out of character for me because pussy comes a dime a dozen. But Piper has a nigga feigning like a crack head with no currency, I aint lying. That fat ass pussy sitting between her legs need to be prohibited around this mafucka. I look over at her and although she has this new attitude shit going, I can still see the innocence behind the front. I can read a bitch within 5 minutes but I have spent a lot of time with Piper the past few weeks and she is definitely a good girl. My good girl and she love the shit out of me. She is quiet too, for the most part, and that’s what I like about her most. A woman of few words is usually a star.

“What’s o
n your mind baby?” I ask because we have a few minutes left before we reach our destination.

“Nothing really. Why didn’t you want to spend time with me for my birthday?” She looks at me.

“Who says I didn’t?” I say rubbing my hand up and down her left thigh. “I was busy handling shit at my club earlier since I wasn’t going to be there. So that’s why I couldn’t spend the day with you.”

“That’s understandable.” she starts. “But why couldn’t you text me that.”

“I got no excuse but it wont happen again shorty. We good other than that?”

“I just don’t want to get hurt Zeke, you know how I feel about you.”

I wish I hadn’t asked because I hate getting into matters of the heart with Piper. Especially since she has thrown those 3 words out there on me. I want to let her know I’m not looking for a relationship but the timing is off and I don’t want to take any chances. I will tell her what she needs to hear to make her feel better about the fact that she is about to give me that pussy once again with no commitment, “Yo, listen shorty…You ain’t got nothing to worry about aight?”

“Just call me Piper please.” She has a short-temper tonight.

“Piper,”
I emphasize. “Did you hear what I said? You aint got nothing to worry about with me.”

“I heard you,” she places her hands on top of mine. “ I love how you feel comfortable being yourself around me. Your Zeke instead of Dr. James, the professional.”

Damn, that was a move I wasn’t expecting. Her putting her hand on mine and squeezing it almost makes me want to pull away. The time we spent together in New York was good and all but she is still a student at the university I work at for goodness sake. How far does she think this can go? If my ass was smart I would’ve broke it off when she told me she loved me on new years but I couldn’t. I’d traveled all that way to my hometown because I wanted to smash… shit more like I had to. I feel like my dick is addicted to her.

Inside the crib

There is an awkward silence in my crib and I’m feeling a little uneasy about it. My living room light is on and I know I turned it off before I left earlier. I grab by heater off my waistline and cock it. I place my index finger up to my mouth, advising Piper to keep quiet. She looks scared shitless but she doesn’t make a sound. I see a black man in a suit sitting on my sectional with his legs crossed. This mafucka even has a bottle of my Remy and a shot glass sitting on the end table.

“Who the fuck is you?” I ask the nigga.

“Daddy! What…what are you doing here?” Piper looks at me, him and then my gun with confusion.

“I told you I wanted to meet Zeke James but I guess you thought I was playing.” He says casually as he gets up to walk in our direction. “I’m Mike Smith, Piper’s father.”

“Yeah clearly so. I’m Zeke.” I tuck my burner back into my pants and shake his hand. “How did you get in my crib?”

“I know a lot of people Zeke. Let’s talk in the dining room shall we?” Here this nigga go making demands up in my shit.

“Come on Piper.” I squeeze Piper’s hand to help calm her nerves. She isn’t saying anything and her face is red. “Let’s go sit down, it’s okay.”

“Daddy why didn’t…” Piper says before I cut her off.

“I got this.” I say pulling a chair for her to sit down. “Sit right here baby.”

“So Mr. Smith you wanted to meet me.” I say before confidently taking a seat next to Piper. I stretch my arm over her shoulders to assure she has nothing to worry about.

“I don’t want to waste anyone’s time here so I will get to the bottom line. What are your intentions with my daughter?” He asks me lighting a cigar. “Do you mind if I smoke?”

“Make yourself at home my man. Piper I want you to go in my room for a minute so us men can talk.” I say keeping my eyes on her father.

“But Zeke I really don’t…” Piper whines.

“Piper, just do as I say.” I look over at her and smile. “I will be there in a minute.”

I wait until she closes the door to my room behind her before I speak. “No disrespect but I don’t appreciate you coming into my place unannounced but I will give you a pass under the circumstances. Now to answer your question, my intention with your daughter is to take care of her like I have been doing.”

“I have the keys to this city so I don’t have to announce my presence to anyone young blood. I just show up when I feel it’s necessary and take care of business. I know all about you Zeke…” He says with pun intended.

“You don’t know shit about me man.” I say keeping my eyes locked on his like the real nigga I am.

“Oh yes I do. From being a warden of the state, to dealing dope, the bodies on your hands all the way up to the accomplished young man you are today. Decorated with your college degrees and all of your extensive research on women and submission. Why my daughter is what I don’t know.” He says taking a puff off his cigar.

“There is something special about her.” I say in all honesty.

“Do you love her because she certainly loves you? Do you know that?” He asks.

“I do know that but I if I told you I love her too I would be lying. I do however care a lot about her.” I tell him in an even tone.

“I appreciate the honesty but let me break this down for you because I have a flight to catch. Piper means everything to me and if anything happens to her on your watch… you will have to answer to me. I guarantee you don’t want it to come to that.” He grins.

“That won’t be an issue because I take care of what’s mine.” I retort.

“Did you hear what I said Zeke?” He asks standing up.

“I heard you loud and clear.” I reply standing up as well.

“Good. I know about the strip club you own out here too and I better not catch my daughter working in that piece of shit either. But you seem smart enough, so I’m not worried about that.” He says walking towards my door and I am right on his heels.

“No chance of that Mr. Smith. I’m too busy trying to keep that all to myself.” I regret saying that but my mind had wandered off to nasty places.

“Excuse me?” He turns around to face me.

“I meant her. I’m too busy trying to keep her all to myself.” I gulp and I can feel the large lump in my throat trickle down. I’m a real ass nigga but I won’t disrespect a man about his daughter because it’s something you just don’t do.

“Yeah well just keep on the motherfucking straight and narrow like I said.” He frowns before opening my front door.

“Will do.” I nod my head.

“It seems like a nice night for shooting. Do you shoot often Zeke?” He smiles.

“Is that a threat Mr. Smith?” I ask him taken back.

“Listen son, I don’t make pussy ass threats because I’m too busy delivering on guarantees. I was just wondering since you had that glock on you when you came in.”

“That’s for protection.” I respond.

“Very well then. Tell my princess goodbye.” He says before walking out and shutting the door.

I deadbolt my shit and smile. Piper’s dad is tough as nails and he’s a real ass nigga. I still can’t believe he was up in my shit having a drink like he owned the title. Now I see why Piper has such an entitled personality because the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree. That was definitely the first time I have ever met someone’s dad but it wasn’t so bad. However, my dick has been ready to slide up in Piper for the longest so I need to go and take care of that. I open the door to my room and she is laying on my California king bed reading a magazine. She looks so peaceful, as if her dad dropping in didn’t just occur.

“Did I ever tell you how much I want to move in?” Piper
turns around and gives me the sexiest smile I have ever seen in my life. She looks like she is in a commercial. Damn I can’t wait to hit that.

“Anything you want beaut
iful,” I walk up to my bed and kiss both of her ass cheeks.

I pick her up and walk
her into my living room. I lay her down on the edge of my sectional and get down on my knees. I take off her dress and start planting wet kisses on her inner thighs and watch as her back arches and a moan escapes her mouth. I slowly work my way up to her stomach and start gently biting her on her sides as I use my hands to play with her hard nipples.

“Unngg
hh, that feels so good,” she moans.

“Yeah? You like that?” I ask, slurping on her nipples. My thumb is rubbing against her hardening clit as I finger her with my index and middle finger.

“Oh. My. Zeeeeke,” Piper is going crazy but I am just getting started. “I’m cuuummiinng.”I let her juices run down my fingers and suck it off.

“You always taste good,” I tell her. Then I stand up, pick her up and place her over my shoulders so that pussy is in my face. I start sucking her clit and poking her wet hole with my tongue like it is the last supper. Piper is getting into it because she starts riding my face like it is a horse and I am enjoying every minute of it.

“I’m cuummiinnng…again…ooooooo ummmm,” and I lap and suck up all her juices. I put her down and push her onto her back. I take off my timbs and jeans. I watch, as her eyes land on my monster with eagerness. My ten-inch dick is always rock hard for Piper. It is staring her in the face and she looks up at me and grins before taking at least 8 inches down her throat.

“Damn baby,”
I grunt. She’d been practicing on me but I wasn’t expecting her head game to have improved so much since our last encounter but she is sucking my dick like she doesn’t have a gag reflux. “Yeah suck that dick girl.” She licks, sucks and deep throats until she damn near brings me to my knees. “Fuuuckkk,” I bust so hard it feels like loads of cum is firing into her throat. My dick is pulsating as she swallows my nut. I turn her ass over and start rubbing my dick on her clit from behind and that pussy is dripping wet. I jam my dick up in her shit but not all the way. She is screaming so hard I almost feel bad for her but she is about to take this d like a champion. I lean over and start kissing her back as I put all 10 inches inside her. I start pulling all the way out and ramming all the way back in. She is always tight as a mutha and this pussy is so wet and warm. I just work her in and out in and out. Then I pull her up to me by her hair and start beating the pussy up.

“Oh
Daddyyy…I love you… yes… I’m cumminnnggg,” she screams and we climax together.

“What happened with my dad?” She says with her back to me, lying in my arms.

“Nothing you need to worry about.” I answer her rubbing her left forearm.

“Is everything ok?” She asks. “Are you mad at me?”

“No I’m not mad at you and everything is cool baby. Just go to sleep.” I kiss the back of her head and pull her as close to me as gravity will allow.

I wake up to the morning shining through my window and I am beyond tired. Piper had worn me out but she will never know that. She woke me out of my sleep at one point just to ride my dick and I had no problem with that. I didn’t know she had turned into such a freak. Or maybe she felt obligated since her dad popped up out of the blue. I look over at her and she is passed out, slobbering and snoring. I laugh to myself at the sight. I usually dismiss
them
as soon as the daylight hits my window but we have a little something going on between us so I let her sleep.

I brush my teeth and hop in the shower
to wash the sex off of me. I get out, throw on some grey sweatpants and a white thermal. I put a fresh pair of Jordan 14’s on and make a call to my boy Jeremy.

“What’s up Z,” Jeremy answers on the first ring.

“Ain’t shit, what’s goodie?” I am trying to find out what is happening because it’s time to get out in the streets.

“Me and JR
about to head to the gym to ball and then we gonna get a fresh cut.” Jeremy replies. “You rolling nigga?”

“Yeah man come through and scoop me!” I hang up.

I go back to the room to check on Piper and she is still out for the count so I let her stay in bed. I won’t be gone too long and I can take her home whenever I get back. I start thinking about ol’ girl B and send her a text. ‘YO B, WHATS GOODIE? YOU WAS WILDIN’ LAST NIGHT- ZEKE.’ I am playing with fire but I like living life on the edge because it gives me a rush. Plus after meeting her pops, I am starting to feel like Piper and I are getting too serious. I’m 30, single, no kids, got my own strip club, a PHD in Sociology from Hudson University and I work around young pussy everyday. How can I not smash a few of my students? Or recruit them to work at my club? If anybody has an issue with my going ons they can get lost.