Chapter 24 Spanks
BIG KAI
My dick tightened a bit at the sight of a tiny part of her breast as she reached to pull down the other hand when...
"Oh God," she froze.
Her hand on her gown, holding it from sliding door and exposing those boobs that doesn't seem to look that tiny like them skinny white girls.
She looked towards the camera and withdrew her eyes immediately.
Disappointment filled me as she hurried into the bathroom without leaving out any skin for my surprisingly hungry sight.
I returned to the home page and rubbed my temples as her naked body filled my head again.
My eyes fell on the beers. I reached for them and took out one from the pack.
I opened it, gaining the gaseous sound again, and took a large amount.
I finished all.
I reached for another. Opened and gulped largely.
I moved my hand on the mouse, taking myself to the old clip.
She walked away from the crib and took off her dress.
My dick tightened.
Her slender body moved wickedly till she was inside the fucking bathroom.
Now I am beginning to rethink this respect for privacy. I should have placed another camera in the damn bathroom as well.
This is fucked up.
This white girl is getting me fucked up.
I gulped the remaining drink and tossed the can on the desk.
I reached and picked up another beer as I moved the video to the part where she took off her towel.
Fuck.
I opened my beer and gulped without taking my eyes off my screen.
I put down the beer, letting out breaths as I continued staring at the screen.
This is so fucked up.
This odd shit is....
I sucked my teeth as I moved to the homepage.
I picked up my phone and dialed a number.
I placed my phone to my ear as I moved my eyes to the time on my laptop.
Past midnight.
"Hey, daddy," Cece's familiar seductive voice came through.
"So excited you called. I was beginning to think you'd forgotten about me."
"You at the club?" I asked.
"Yeah. Where else I finna be, daddy? I be workin' diligently and makin' you lots of them bills you love."
"Reeko gonna put you in a ride in a few. I need you here right now."
"Ooh. I like the sound of that. I knew you would miss my coochie." She chuckled, biting her lips.
I can tell.
"Ma coochie missed that big black cock too."
"Get that fat ass here."
She chuckled. "Yes, daddy, "
I hung up and dialed Reeko's number.
"What's up, big dawg,"
"How's the business?" I asked, taking my beer.
"Smooth, boss. You ain't got nothin' to worry about," he said.
"Cool. Put Cece in one of them Cadillacs to my place ASAP."
"You got it, big dawg. Yo Cece!" He called as I hung up.
I gulped my drink, staring at the homepage on my screen as the white shorty clouded my head again.
I got on my feet as I closed my laptop before heading into my bathroom.
I took a drag of my big brown cigar and let out smoke as my door opened, revealing Cece in a pink robe and black heels.
"Hey, daddy," she sang seductively, closing the door gently and walking towards my bed majestically.
She smirked as her heels clicked on my tiled floors as she approached my bed.
I took in her insane beauty from where I am seated and leaning on the headboard.
She is one of them gorgeous black queens with a hell-made body.
Fucking fat ass.
"Damn, you look sexier than the last time I saw you," she said, standing closer to my bed.
She opened her robe seductively, giving me a view of her red lingerie and placing her hands on her hips as she smirked.
I took another drag and let out smoke, staring at her bangin' body as she showcased it.
"Come here,"
She let down her robe before getting on the bed, crawling to me seductively, and maintaining eye contact.
I took a drag and let out smoke as she reached for the duvet covering my waist down.
She pulled it down and took out my hard dick from my sweatpants.
Her jaw dropped but she replaced it with a smirk.
She looked at me.
I moved my cigar to my mouth.
"This dude got bigger, daddy," she said, struggling to hold it with just one hand.
That shit needs two hands.
I pulled out my cigar and let out smoke.
"Take it in,"
She smirked. "Of course, Daddy."
She lowered her mouth and wrapped it around my dick.
She moved her eyes to me, sucking slowly.
I took a drag from my cigar and let out smoke as I stared at her ass hanging in the air, arched perfectly.
She took all of me in, making me throw my head back, resting it on the summit of my headboard.
I placed my cigar in my mouth, dragged, and let out smoke.
I pushed down her head.
She gagged as she deep-throated me.
"Fuck,"
Pleasure clenched me.
I looked down as I tugged her hair while she groaned, gagged, and let out slurpy sounds.
Sweet nasty shit.
I tugged her hair tighter.
I knew they were healthy.
Healthy long curly blonde hair.
Damn.
That's why my kid likes....
Wait, what the fuck?
Did I just....
Oh hell no.
I moved Cece off me.
"What's wrong, daddy?" She asked as I placed my cigar on the glass plate on my nightstand.
"Is something wrong?"
"Get down," I ordered, moving behind her ass.
"Ooh," she lowered on all fours, arching like crazy.
My dick was ready.
I took out the CD from my pocket and fixed it on my impatient dick.
I dragged her red thong to the side before, pushing into her dripping hole.
"Uh!"
Manageably tight.
"Trust that white shawty finna be tighter, man."
I clenched my jaw at my thoughts.
I grabbed Cece's waist and pushed deeper.
"Oh fuck, daddy!"
I pulled back.
"You are so...."
I pushed back in.
"Uh!"
I pulled back.
"You are....."
I pushed back in harder.
"Oh fuck! You are so fucking big, daddy, shit!"
I spanked her ass, making her scream again as I thrusted in and out of her.
I grabbed a close pillow, took out the case, and tossed the pillow away. I folded the case into a blindfold and leaned down while still thrusting.
I wrapped my hand around her neck, raising her.
"Open that mouth, girl."
She obeyed.
I wrapped the fold in her mouth and held the other sides like a rein of a fucking horse.
I pulled, drawing her head back as I gave her hard backshots.
Her scream was muffled but fair enough.
The damn bed made sounds, so did our skin slapping each other, moans, groans, SPANKS!
NEXT DAY......
"Good morning, daddy," Cece greeted me the minute I walked out of the bathroom in my golden robe.
She is lying naked on my bed, her hair messy and her ass in full sight.
"You good?" I asked walking towards my desk.
"Yes, I am, Daddy."
I added ice into a glass and picked up my bottle of whiskey. I filled the glass halfway.
"What about you?" She asked.
I picked up my glass and took a sip.
"Refreshed," I said, moving my gaze to her.
She played with her dark hair while smiling at me.
"You should do the same," I said, taking another sip.
She smiled again.
I averted my eyes from her as I opened my laptop. I pressed some buttons and my kid's nanny's room appeared.
They are both still sleeping.
It is past nine am.
I scoffed, taking another sip and staring at the white girl stirred on the bed.
Her body is out of the duvet.
Some skin is on display.
Like them long legs. They are....
"You want me gone?" Cece interrupted, killing the odd feeling right when I needed it.
I looked at her.
She is looking at me and playing with her hair.
"It's weekend. You stayin"
She smiled again.
I gulped the entire drink as I turned away from her. I put down my glass and closed my laptop.
"Heading to my office," I said, picking up my laptop and phone.
"Okay,"
"That ass better be refreshed when I get back," I said, heading towards the door.
"Whatever you say, daddy," she sang as I headed out of the room.
I walked along the hallway, scrolling through my phone as the maids threw their various morning greetings at me.
I got to my office, I entered and walked towards my desk. A knock followed as I took my seat.
It opened, revealing Caleb.
Dressed in his black suit and ready for the day.
Told ya he's the male version of my sister.
It's fucking Saturday.
"Good morning, sir."
"Caleb," I put down my laptop and opened it.
"I believe you slept well,"
"I most certainly did," I said, relaxing on my seat as I recalled last night's marathon.
"That's good to hear," he said, standing with his hands behind him. The look on his face tells that he has something to say.
"What's up?"
"I don't want to start any trouble between you and Imani, but...."
"But what?" I retorted.
He let out a sigh.
"Speak the fuck up, Caleb," I almost snarled, already guessing what that mischievous sister of mine must have done.
"She sent some men to Lil Kai's nanny's house."
I gritted my teeth.
"They destroyed everything in search of what I can't explain." He said.
"What the fuck is wrong with that bitch?" I snarled.
"I have no idea, sir."
"What kind of stay out of the white girl's case did she not fucking understand?"
"I don't understand the hatred she has for the nanny,"
I let out a scoff, looking away as I fought the urge to go slam my fist on the table.
"But I have something else I think you will like to use," he added, making me look at him.
He took out an old brown crochet bag with long straps.
"The fuck is that?"
"The nanny's bag,"
I furrowed my brows.
"It was with her the day Tyrell and the men picked her up."
"So that means,"
"It has her phone, diary, and an album filled with pictures." He said, making curiosity wash me curious.
I moved my fingers, telling him to bring it over.
He walked closer to my desk and opened the bag. He took out an awful-looking phone.
The fuck?
Keys and then two diaries.
"That's her phone?"
"Yes, sir."
I picked it up, staring at the huge crack on the screen and the washed-off body.
How the fuck did she live with this shit?
"Tyrell only mentioned her occupation as a cleaner and her family. He didn't mention the last thing about her." Caleb said, making me look at him.
"Her boyfriend."
I froze.
"Boyfriend,"
He nodded, reaching for one of the diaries as that odd feeling filled me again.
"Here they are," he pointed at a picture in an album.
The white girl has her hand wrapped around a white motherfucker, grinning happily at the camera.
Looks like a fucking selfie.
It is stupid.
"What's the fucker's name?" I asked, gritting my teeth.
"Axel Steel. A millionaire."
I scoffed.
Just a millionaire?
That white shorty ain't got a type?
"Heir to Steel Mall. That's where she worked." Caleb added, making me look at him.
He nodded.
"Wait, he is her boss?"
"Yes, sir."
I scoffed, looking away.
"Interesting."
That shorty ain't fully innocent, is she?
And a fucking millionaire? Really?
What in the manner of low self-esteem is....
"What do you suggest we do with this, sir?"
"Chop his head off with a fucking machete,"
"What?"
I looked at him, realizing what I had just muttered.
I cleared my throat, sitting up.
"What do you suggest, Caleb?"
"Give her back her things," he said.
"The fuck?"
"The phone most especially, sir. But right after you connect everything in her phone to yours so you can watch every text and record all calls."
I furrowed my brows, staring at the phone.
"You might find what you are looking for about Lil Kai's kidnapping."
I looked at him.
He nodded.
I looked at the picture.
"Unless you believe she has no hand in it ."
I clenched my knuckles as I stared at the white motherfucker next to her.
"Do you think she is completely innocent, sir?"