What’s Mine Is Mine.. Mm… Say’s Who

GINGER ESTATES
Miami, Florida
 
Darla hugged Hunter around his neck. She pasted her wet body against his and hugged him tighter.
 
“You are unfeeling, the only time you have feelings is when a dick is down your throat, or in your pussy.”
 
Hunter’s arms comforted her.
 
“I’m sorry Hunter, I never meant…”
 
“How about we start over, and do not include no one else’s presence, but yours and mine.”
 
“I would love that.”
 
Hunter hugged Darla tighter to his body.
 
“You could not stay away, huh.”
 
“No, and let’s get something straight. What’s between you and me, let’s keep it that way, I refuse to get any man’s second comings, or being with a woman who I can’t trust.”
 
“You can trust me from now on, and Hunter, I really tried to tell you that Vander was blackmailing me to sleep with him.”
 
“Dammit, try harder the next time.”
 
“I will.”
 
“For your safety, I will be staying here for a couple of days. I looked around the exterior of your home. Someone has made it their business to make a home under your kitchen window. I found several broken branches, and two cigarettes' butts.”
 
“Are you for real?”
 
“Yes. I collected them, tomorrow, I would have one of my associates from the FBI, run a DNA, and hopefully he can come up with a profile on the person who is stalking you.”
 
“Thank you.”
 
“Under the covers will do nicely for this man.”
 
“No loving for you. I am still exercising my right to be mad at you for your words earlier.”
 
“I thought we were starting over.”
 
Hunter kissed Darla on the lips; he kissed under her neck.
 
“I may need more than that; I am totally chagrined with you.”
 
Hunter lifted Darla.
 
Darla wrapped her legs around Hunter’s back
 
“A nice way to make up with me. However, I’m still mad.”
 
Hunter kissed a breast nipple.
 
“Very mad at y…”
 
Hunter roved his lips over hers. His tongue darted inside Darla’s mouth.
 
“Oh Hunter, I’m sorry also.”
 
“You have all night to show me,” he whispered against her earlobe.
 
Hunter palmed his manhood and held it vertically. He inched Darla’s body upward.
 
Darla slid down the wet lengthened shaft.
 
“Oh Hunter, I need this, I need you.”
 
Hunter lifted Darla’s hips.
 
“Oh…baby.”
 
Hunter braced Darla’s back against the tile. He sucked on her neck and slammed her pussy up and down his dick.
 
“Oh…Hunter.”
 
Hunter squeezed Darla’s buttocks.
 
Darla kissed Hunter’s temple; she sucked on his shoulder blade.
 
“Make…”
 
Darla held Hunter to her body and climaxed.
 
“Yes… you like this di…dick.”
 
“Yes…yes…”
 
Hunter blanketed Darla’s lips, her face, and her chin with his lips. He kissed the side of her neck.
 
“Oh baby, I love the taste of you.”
 
He leaned his head down and coveted a breast nipple.
 
“Oh this…this feels good Hun…Hunter,” Darla cried out.
 
Darla leaned the back of her head against the tile.
 
Hunter squeezed Darla’s buttocks and slurped over her nipple persistently.
 
“Hunter...”
 
“This is my…shit...shit.” Hunter lifted Darla’s buttocks and banged her pussy on his dick harder.
 
“Baby...Hun.”
 
Hunter squeezed Darla’s buttocks tighter and ejaculated. He leaned his head backwards; the shower water curtained their bodies. He held Darla’s body against his.
 
Darla hugged Hunter’s neck. She bowed her head and kissed his chest.
 
They found each other’s lips.
 
Hunter inched his face backwards.
 
“I’m willing to make this work, city slicker.”
 
“With an apology like that, you are forgiven cowboy.”
 
“You are as well, as long as the shit does not occur again.”
 
Not with a mama’s boy it won’t she thought.
 
“You have my word.”
 
“I like what I have now.” He kissed her lips. “Now, I am hungry.”
 
“The last time I attempted to cook for a handsome man; things were said in the heat of the moment.”
 
“I do not know what you are talking about.”
 
“Okay, then you would have to cook me breakfast, just maybe the outcome will be different.”
 
“How about if I treat my woman to breakfast.”
 
“That is even better.”
 
“Do you mind if we swing over my place. Since I am going to be staying here, I need to pack a change of clothes.”
 
“I have no problem with that.  Wait; please tell me you are not going to escort me to work.”
 
“I am your personally bodyguard.”
 
“That you are.”
 
Darla leaned down and kissed Hunter’s lips.
 
“Give me five minutes to put some clothes on, after that. I’m all yours cowboy
 
“Exclusively?”
 
“Exclusively.” She leaned down and kissed his lips. “And sealed with a kiss.”
 
THE CAPITAL GRILLE  
444 Brickell Ave
Miami, Florida 33131
 
“Hunter, do you have any sisters or brothers.”
 
“No, I am the only sibling like you.”
 
“But how…”
 
“Did I know?”
 
“Yes.”
 
“I had you investigated when I was trying to find out where you reside.”
 
“Were you ever lonely when you were growing up, mainly with you being the only child.”
 
“No, I had uncles around, and my father made sure, I worked the ranch, with several friends.”
 
“At least you had friends.”
 
“Funny you should mention that. I had to enjoy the company of Dilley, a stubborn goat, and Levine, a horse that I had to break-in.”
 
Darla let a laugh escape.
 
“It was an unusual childhood.”
 
“I say your parents did a fine job.”
 
“As a matter of speaking, my parents will be in town next week, and I will like for you to meet them.”
 
“Please tell me you are not a mama’s boy.”
 
Hunter smiled.
 
“Put it like this, anything I wanted, if father couldn’t, my mother made absolutely sure she could.”
 
Darla lifted a glass of orange juice to her mouth and took a swallow. She placed her glass of juice down on the table.
 
“Do you want any children?”
 
“I have never given the concept any thought.”
 
“Are you on any form of contraceptive?”
 
“Yes.”
 
“Can I ask you a question?”
 
Darla lifted a piece of toast and took a nibble.
 
“I all ears cowboy.”
 
“How old are you.”
 
“It’s not polite to ask a woman her age.”
 
“I guess you did not hear me earlier, when I stated I had you investigated.”
 
“Which you already know my age.”
 
“I think you forged it.”
 
“Explain.”
 
“You do not look to be twenty-five.”
 
“I love you already.”
 
“I’ll say at least twenty-one years old.”
 
“Now, I want you to marry me.”
 
“Name the date, and I’m there.”
 
“Sure, you will.”
 
“You’re worth it.”
 
“You sure know how to flatter a girl. Now how old are you cowboy, thirty-three, thirty-four?”
 
“Thirty-seven.”
 
“And I enjoy every inch of you.”
 
“Like I said, you are worth it.”
 
Hunter and Darla continued with their breakfast, and light teasing.
 
GINGER ESTATES
Miami, Florida
 
Hunter parked his vehicle behind two trucks.
 
“What the hell is going on,” Darla stated. She quickly unsnapped her seatbelt.
 
“I would like to know myself.”
 
Hunter was already out the vehicle. He walked around to the passenger side and opened the door.
 
Darla stepped out of the vehicle. She hurried to her front door and entered her home.
 
Several men were tearing down a wall. She looked around her home.
 
“What the hell is going on! And why are you men in my home.”
 
No one heard her voice over the commotion.
 
Hunter walked up to one of the men.
 
“What the fuck is going on!”
 
The man stopped his sledgehammer in mid-flight. He removed his earplugs.
 
“We have an order to tear down a couple of walls. The owner stated this home could be an immediate danger to its occupant.”
 
“Wait, I have lived...” She saw a man plunging a sledgehammer into her dining room wall. “Can you make him stop, please?”
 
The foreman sliced his hand across his neck for one of his employees to discontinue.
 
“Can you please tell me what is going on? Unsafe home? I have been living here for four years now.”
 
“Dr. Cabaña, all I know is there was an urgent order to service the home for an unsafe formation to the walling, and electrical output.”
 
“This is a mistake; I personally purchase this lot and tested the foundation myself. I would like to speak to whoever oversees this, and I mean now!”
 
“That would be me.”
 
Darla seethed with anger. She turned around. Her eyes bore into Vander’s eyes.
 
“You are responsive for this shit!” Hunter expressed.
 
“My construction company built this home, and I feel it’s unsafe to inhabit. You don’t like the results.” He cut his eyes over at Darla. “Call, my attorney, who happens to be my mother.”
 
Hunter drew his hand back.
 
Vander jumped back and drew his fists up in a defensive stance.
 
“I’ll kill you, you son-of-bitch.”
 
“Bring it white boy.”
 
One of his employees blocked Hunter’s advancement.
 
“This is not your ranch cowboy; I call the shots here.”
 
Vander walked around Darla’s home.
 
“Hunter, please give me a minute.” Darla marched through, what was once a living room. She looked around at the mess.
 
At least someone covered her furniture she thought.
 
She walked up to Vander’s turned back.
 
“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?”
 
“Excuse me Shelton.”
 
His employee walked away.
 
Vander turned around.
 
“Can I assist you with something Dr. Cabaña?”
 
“Why yes you can.”
 
Darla grabbed a hold of Vander’s hand and marched him down to her office. She shoved him inside and closed the door.
 
“You have taken this temper tantrum of yours way too far. How dare you come into my home, and…and destroy it.”
 
Vander walked up to Darla. He placed both palms on the side of shoulders and caged her presence against the door.
 
“How in the fuck, you let me make love, and then pretend the shit never happened.”
 
“Vander, we are never going to happen. All this bravado shit you are displaying only makes me see how childish you can become.”
 
Vander looked down at Darla’s lips. He stroked her chin.
 
Darla moved her face aside.
 
“Get out of my home, you need some serious help.”
 
“Darla, you want me, you are just too damn stubborn to admit it.”
 
“Vander look around my home. You have completely destroyed it.”
 
“Which would be fixed by me?”
 
Darla took a deep breath.
 
Vander dipped his head, and kissed Darla on her lips.
 
Darla pushed Vander’s chest back.
 
“Are you mad? My man is here?”
 
Vander palmed under Darla’s buttocks and pulled her against him.
 
“Vander...”
 
He covered her mouth.
 
“No...”
 
Vander lifted Darla’s dress and moved her panties aside. He stuck his finger inside of her pussy.
 
“No…I said.”
 
Vander kissed the side of Darla’s neck. He dipped his knees and pulled down her strapless mini-dress. His mouth swooped on a swollen breast nipple.
 
“Vander...”
 
He kissed her, and then withdrew his finger. He ripped her panties off.
 
Vander dropped to his knees and lifted Darla’s mini-dress. He palmed her buttocks and pulled her pelvis forward. His tongue swam inside her pussy.
 
“Vander, please.”  
 
Vander lifted Darla’s leg and placed it over his shoulder. He softly suckled her clitoris.
 
“Vander… why are…”
 
Vander’s tongue traveled deeper.
 
Darla knew Hunter could come through the door at any moment, however, she could not walk away from this private indulgence.
 
Vander pulled Darla’s pelvis closer, he gently sucked the soft flesh.
 
“Oh God,” Darla let slip out.
 
The back of her head braced the door. The feeling racing ahead of her body felt too right to stop.
 
Vander stood. He unzipped his pants and freed his dick. He lifted Darla’s dress and dipped his knees. He stuck his dick inside her tight pussy.
 
“Do you think I will run away from this pussy?” He palmed the door and shoved his dick inside her harder. “Dammit, look at me.”
 
Darla looked up into Vander’s eyes.
 
“I told you, I do not...” He repeatedly shoved his manhood faster inside her. “Take kindly to being.” He kissed her on the lips and palmed one side of her hip. “Cast aside.”
 
 
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