“Ride me, Gigi. I need to be inside of you right fucking now.”
My pussy is swollen, tight, and tender to the touch which is why it takes me five long seconds to lower myself completely down on Knox’s thick dick, but once I do, it feels like the best place on earth.
He holds me by cupping my breasts as I work his length until his release comes quick and hard. We both fall into a sweaty heap on the bed until I roll over on his chest to ask him something I’ve been dying to ask for the longest time.
“I want you to teach me how to drive,” I tell him.
“A car?”
“Yes, of course a car. I’m ready.”
“Well, you definitely rode me like a pro, so–”
I slap him playfully on the side of his head.
“Jackass.”
Twenty-Eight
Knox
* * *
Although this isn’t the ideal time or place to have this conversation, I pick up the phone because I already know who it is. She’s been waiting to hear back from me and I’ve been putting off this moment for fear of disappointing someone who’s done so much for me.
"Hello?"
“Knox, my friend.”
“Hi, Auntie.”
“It’s good to hear your voice. So, you know what I’m going to ask. Have you booked a flight back to Miami yet?”
“I’ve decided to stay in Philly indefinitely, Aunt Kat.”
“Really?”
“I’ve got a girl.”
“You always have a girl.”
“No, this is the girl. She’s Uncle Camden’s daughter.”
“Camden and Jade’s girl?”
“Yeah.”
“And they’re okay with you sleeping with their daughter?”
“I’m not sleeping with her.”
“Well, excuse the hell out of me– making love then.”
“They weren’t happy at first but they’ll come around.”
“I’m just saying, those two are some of the most intense people I’ve ever met. I think you’ve got your work cut out for you. Is a relationship with her really worth all the trouble you might be bringing on yourself?”
“She’s worth it.”
“So why does falling in love mean you can’t come back down here and handle clients? Your father used to do it all the time.”
“Gigi’s got a new job here that she loves and I can’t leave her for weeks on end. I just wouldn’t feel comfortable with that, so this is where I’m going to have to say that I resign, Aunt Kat.”
“Wow, I hate to hear it but I guess I knew there was always a chance that you’d end up back home with your family and maybe that’s the way it’s supposed to be.”
“Yeah, I think it is.”
“I’ll miss you, Knox. You’re a really good kid. Just remember what you’ve learned here and you will be fine.”
“I will and thank you for taking me in when no one else would have me, Auntie. You saved me. You really did.”
“Eh, I think we saved each other.”
I order two slices of pizza and two lemonades and head back to my seat at the amphitheater. Gigi and I are here for a sold-out opening night of Wicked but more importantly, she wants to introduce me to some of the actors she’s working with in the new show she’s a part of.
I’m introduced to each one, but I couldn’t tell you their names if you put a gun to my head. They all seem like cool people and they appear to adore Gigi, which is all that matters to me. I’m relieved that none of them gives me bad vibes, and I’m happy that she’s finally found her tribe.
“Dang, you’re tall,” one of the girls I met observes. She’s ogling my tats with her eyes, but I’m used to it now. Sometimes I think women are worse than men when it comes to leering at the opposite sex. “And your ink is sexy.”
“Thanks.”
I raise an eyebrow toward Gigi, but all she cares about are the snacks I bought.
“You got me pizza?” she complains.
“Oh, damn, they didn’t have carrot sticks and Kombucha for sale at the snack bar.”
“Very funny.”
While we’ve seen the musical already, I can tell that they’ve polished their performances since we were last here. Each scene is pitch perfect. During intermission, Gigi can’t stop talking about it.
“Weren’t they fantastic?!”
“They were.”
“I hope I can be half as good as that.”
“You will be, baby. You’re going to be the sexiest, hooka smoking, caterpillar this theater has ever seen.”
Gigi leans over and gives me a kiss on the cheek.
“You’re the best boyfriend ever.”
I love that corny title–boyfriend.
And I’ll love it even more when one day I become her husband.
“Is your mom speaking to you yet?”
I ask her about Aunt Jade because out of everyone in the family she’s been having the most difficult time with our relationship. Evidently, she was one of the people back in the day who thought that my parents shouldn’t have ever gotten together and now she blames them for raising a “degenerate son just like his father”. I also realize though that Aunt Jade likes to raise a ruckus at all times. That’s just who she is.
“No, but Dad said he’s working on it and if there’s anyone who can get her to see reason, it’s him.”
“You don’t seem too worried about it.”
“Being combative is kind of her love language. I know that ultimately she just wants me to be happy and if there’s one thing that’s for certain is that I’m ridiculously happy with you, Knox.”
I grab her hand and kiss her knuckles.
“Me too.”
After a complicated month home in Philly, I think things are finally going our way.
Gigi excuses herself to use the restroom and while she’s gone, my phone vibrates with a text message. It’s my dad, which is odd, because if he wants me for something, he typically calls.
Dad: Are you with Gigi?
Me: Yeah, we’re in Jersey at a play.
Dad: Both of you need to come home to our house, now.
The tone of my father’s text sounds serious.
Me: What’s wrong?
Dad: The consortium finally made their move.
Aww, damn.
Me: What’d they do?
Dad: They contacted us and said that they have something of value of ours and are willing to make a trade.
Me: What do they have?
Dad: BRONX