Chapter 35 Pink
BIG KAI
With my hands in my pockets, I stood still, staring at my new obsession.
Which is fucking abnormal if you ask me.
I have never felt the way I am feeling when it comes to this white shorty.
It is a foreign feeling I haven't felt before for any fucking girl.
She stared at me with terror in those stunning brown eyes just like they fucking did back in the restroom earlier today.
Shiit, I knew she wasn't ready.
I only wanted to make my fucking point clear.
I had a hard time focusing today with her around.
The fucking dining.
The car we rode in together.
Then the damn office with all that legal stuff Imani and the fucking team were feeling me with.
I was so fuckin' bored.
The minute she stood up and left my office, I took that as a cue to take a break and also remind her of my intentions towards her.
Yeah.
Killing two birds with a motherfucking stone.
I almost lost it.
Damn.
Shorty got a very soft body.
Thanks to her, white has never felt fine.
The trend in my fucking thought is what her pink pussy looks like.
Yeah, no doubt she got pink pussy. My black cock is ready for her.
Looking at her right now in that pink nightgown.....
Fuck, pink finna be ma favorite color.
I scoffed internally as I took in her nightgown, exposed long legs I didn't know were long until I wrapped them around me.
Fuck.
And her still-wet hair.
Too bad I couldn't wait and watch her naked on my screen.
Nah. That shit is genesis of everything.
The genesis of this abnormal obsession I have for this not-so-innocent white girl.
Damn, Big Kai.
Trust me when I say I went through hell holding myself back in the restroom.
I almost bent her over and settled my cravings.
But she is not ready.
Girl, I don't know how much longer I can wait.
The way she makes me feel, I might take it anyway.
Ready or not.
Fuck it.
I took steps towards her.
The smart girl quickly moved closer to my son's crib and picked him up, stopping me in my tracks.
The fu.....
Lil Kai began to cry.
I scoffed.
She held him closer, caressing his back.
Is this white shorty serious right now?
Lil Kai kept crying.
Ugh.
Her eyes moved to me nervously as she caressed him.
I let out a humorless chuckle.
"Really?" I asked.
She lowered her gaze, still caressing my still crying son.
Shut it, little man.
I scoffed, looking away.
I looked at her.
She is holding onto him as his cries die down.
A'ight.
It's cool.
It's my son. You can choose him over me.
For now.
I took a step back, still staring at her.
I headed out the door and closed it behind me.
I huffed, recalling how fast she moved and grabbed my son.
I scoffed again.
That shit is hilarious.
She thinks.....
I looked at the door.
Running is the last thing, Shorty.
The fucking last.
I walked away from the door, heading to my room.
"Kai," Imani's words made me heave a sigh as I stopped at my door.
I heard her approaching and I turned to her.
She held her robe as she approached.
"Why you still up?"
"Well, I should ask you the same thing. Why are you up?" she asked, folding her hands.
I scoffed.
"Girl, go to bed," I said, opening my door and walking into my room.
"I saw you walking out of your son's nanny's room."
I heaved a sigh as I walked towards my desk.
"Again." She added.
I sat in my seat and opened my laptop.
"Tell me the reason now."
I furrowed my brows "Girl, who you think you talkin' to?"
She didn't respond but stared at me.
"Loose that fucking tone. I am already pissed. Don't add to it." I warned, pressing my laptop.
I sensed her placing her hip on my desk, earning a sound.
"Imani....."
"Did that white bitch seduce you?" She retorted, making me look at her.
"Excuse me?"
She shrugged. "Yes or no, bro?"
"The fuck are you askin' me for?"
"I need to know so I can prevent the same shit from happening again."
"What fucking shit?"
"Fucking and impregnating her." she blurted.
I sighed, closing my eyes and rubbing them.
"What, you finna have white Lil Kai next?" she asked.
"Imani...."
"You already have Hispanic Lil Kai." She added.
I clenched my jaw as I stared at my laptop screen.
"You the most strict and devoted 'Black Lives Matter' community defender I have ever met. Yet you explore your sexual fantasies with women from other races?"
I curled my hand into a fist.
"Nigga make it make sense!"
"Get out," I ordered without taking my eyes off the screen.
She heaved a sigh. "Kai, listen...."
I looked at her, shutting her off.
"I'mma shovel bullets into your fuckin' throat if you don't get the fuck outta ma motherfucking room."
"You won't do that." She said boldly.
"You wanna try and fucking see?"
She scoffed, folding her hands and looking away.
"I killed Malik, remember?"
She froze.
"You are no fucking exception," I added.
Her face twitched as she looked at me.
"Get the fuck outta ma room, bitch." I snarled.
Her shoulders lowered in defeat. She got on her feet and walked towards my door.
I watched as she walked out the door and closed it.
"Fucked up bitch," I returned my gaze to the screen.
I relaxed in my seat as that white girl's room appeared on my screen.
She is getting into her bed and under the duvet.
"You the most strict and devoted 'Black Lives Matter' community defender I have ever met. Yet you only explore your sexual fantasies with women from other races?"
I slapped the stupid laptop off the desk, making me land on the fucking floor as I got on my feet. I pushed the chair away as I walked towards my nightstand.
I picked up my bottle of whiskey and walked towards the window as I opened it the damn bottle.
I gulped till I was satisfied.
I wiped my lips with my wrist as I stared at my fucking compound.
"You already have Hispanic Lil Kai."
I took another gulp of my whiskey.
"Fuck you, Imani. Fuck you."
NEXT DAY......
OUTSIDE THE HOUSE.......
I descended the stairs leading to my house entrance door dressed in white pants, shirt, black vest, tie, and my white suit hung on my shoulders.
Caleb followed behind as I looked ahead at my black Maserati Levante.
The white girl and my kid are dressed and standing next to it with two of my guards, one standing next to them and the other at the driver's side.
Lil Kai made happy sounds and the white girl is looking everywhere but me.
I scoffed.
I got closer and the guard directed her to the other side of the backseat as Caleb opened the door for me.
I walked closer but stood still and looked at Caleb.
"You delivered what I asked earlier?"
He nodded. "Yes, sir."
"You sure?"
"Most certainly, sir." He assured.
I turned to get in the car but recalled another thing.
"Caleb,"
"Sir?"
"I need a new laptop."
"I will look into it, sir."
"Make it two."
"Yes, sir,"
I got into the car and he closed the door.
Lil Kai's voice filled the atmosphere as I took out my phone.
The driver started the car and we drove out.
I scrolled through the texts from Tyrell about their last delivery.
Another business deal was successful.
I will scout for the next one right after today's activity.
Today isn't legal business day.
I am heading to my hood. I need to check it out.
It's been a while since I went there.
I need to know how it is going.
Lil's Kai's voice felt closer, making me look his way.
He is smiling at me and reaching for my jacket.
Don't ruin your father's suit, boy.
He giggled happily, staring at me like I was his white girl.
I moved my eyes to her.
She whipped her eyes away instantly, holding my relentless son.
I scoffed internally.
This shorty been staring?
Well, that better mean she preparing her mind for me.
She doesn't know how bad I want her ready.
Lil Kai took my attention again. This time, he is grabbing my fucking jacket.
"Hold him," I ordered calmly, making her flick her eyes at me as she drew Lil Kai close.
He made cranky sounds.
"Shhh, Jay Jay," she muttered, trying to keep him still.
I scoffed.
Somethin' 'bout the Jay Jay shit.
Lil Kai made more cranky sound.
She placed a strand of her hair in his tiny hand, shutting him up.
Lil dude stared at the hair, flapping it as he made his usual talk.
Shiit.
The hair, huh?
I faced the road as I thought of being in my son's shoes.
I scoffed internally.
Fuck that.
I will soon be more than in ma son's shoes.
And finna be different. Not just strands.
I'll have her entire hair in my fist while diving deep into her from her fucking behind.
My dick reacted in my fucking pants, making me adjust myself in my damn seat.
God, I am steadily losing it for this white girl.
I better focus.
At least for now.
Her hair looks pretty though. As always.
I did love the way she styled it yesterday even though I was focused on other things.
Like her intoxicating scent and fucking soft body.
Damn it, Kai.
How fucked up are you, man?
I couldn't sleep last night after that fucking sister of mine pissed me off.
I had to fucking go back into this white girl's room.
Checked her perfume.
Body lotion, bathing soap, and shampoo.
I bought all and had Caleb deliver them to her.
I love her scent.
She has to smell like that forever. I want no fucking change.
Whoever shopped for her did a great job picking the damn perfume and all.
Caleb told me it was some white maid assigned to her.
Splendid job.
I want her to smell like that every fucking day.
Like I am perceiving her smell from here.
If I am closer like I was at the restaurant, I might hand over my kid to my guard seated in the passenger's seat and fuck her right here.
Ready or not.
Private or not.
I kissed my teeth at my surprising thought.
I am fucked.