Chapter 11: My father is dying

"Wow baby, it's very beautiful!" I exclaimed after getting a tour around my new home. Mine.

"You make it seem so, darling baby" He said cupping my cheeks so he could kiss my lips better.

"Such a flirt!" I chided slapping his butt playfully.

"There's hell to pay for doing that!" He growled at me.

"You know what daddy? I love you more when you are angry at me...!" I said seductively. I missed my man.

He was gone for two months prior the start of the season. He called trial period or whatever but I understood him when he said that it was the team's integration period.

I was on my third month in hotel management course with so much money I could dry the sea with from Chris's weekly paychecks. Aside from his personal investments.

"Don't you dare tempt me girl. Last time we did it roughly I was crying, pushing your bed to the ER!" He said slapping on my butt before rubbing making my clit throb in return.

"We just went for so long without a break that night"

"And that caused you to faint beneath me?"

"I was just overwhelmed by your fingers in my *sshole and c*ck in my c*nt!"I justified myself before grabbing his collar roughly to pull him down to my heights.

He became broader and slightly taller since the last time I saw him. I didn't know what they feed him in their camps but, I was grateful. My baby could even carry me bridal style.

"How you can say that with a straight face never fails to amaze me" He said kissing my lips. owning them, using them bruising them.

He mastered my body perfectly.

"Where and how are you going to take me today?" I asked breathlessly after his kiss.

The house was still empty we were yet to purchase it but,we were ready to taint it ours.

"Bend down, I love taking you from behind darling baby"

"Won't it disturb your stamina on the field?" I teased

"Are you looking down on me?" He asked with an evil smirk.

"Who'd dare, my Lord"

"I know someone who would" He said pulling my gown upward so my butt would be bare for him before he take down my panties leaving the stockings on.

I didn't know he was kneeling until he kissed my thighs lovingly. I moaned. Just his lips on me could make me have an orgasm. After all those sexting, Video calls, Voice calls did nothing to quench my thirst for him.

He took my big butt and spread me open, all my holes open to air and I squirmed.

"You are so beautifully wet, darling baby" He told me in amazement. I groaned in pleasure when I felt his breath on my backside hole before he kissed it and trail down to my pussy and then my clit.

"Can I choose which hole to use?" He asked gruffly after making me desperate for him.

"You can use them all, baby, Just f*ck me already!" I said pushing back at his face roughly but, he stayed still, frustrating me some more.

"Make me hard, darling baby" Chris said standing up and I groan in anger but, I still stood up, turned and went on my knees in seconds.

It could be seen as belittling but what I can do to him with me on my knees? He makes me feel powerful. He's always at my mercy, I could feel it even when he takes charge.

I went fumbling with his belt,my face on his bulge rubbing it there slowly and he groaned.

"Baby? Behave" I teased before I freed his manhood from the briefs and trouser and it came to a standing position.

I went straight to his balls, licking on them, sucking on them, blowing on them ending with a little nip to them.

"Stop! Beatrice, stop!" He pleaded, strangled.

"What's wrong striker Cage?" I asked looking up at him while stroking his meaty boner up and down slowly with his precum.

"I'm gonna come like that!"

"Just by playing with your balls, Mr Cage? That's not so manly don't you think?" I taunted and before he could reply I swallowed half of his dick in my mouth, my cheeks hollow and just as I predicted he groaned in pleasure.

"Beatrice mama!" He called in a pleasurable moan,as he was nearing his orgasm and I left his cock at that stage.

"Beatrice please...!" He whinnied, holding my head to return me to his dick but I still refused. I like making him desperate for me.

"No, you've already used my face hole, what's next?" I asked positioning myself as he wanted earlier. Vulnerable for him.

He groaned before placing himself behind me, "How about we let junior Cage choose for himself?"

"I wouldn't call that if I were you"

"You got some opinions to make smartass?"

"I think it's bigger than your brain, So you have to respect it" I said earning a powerful thrust from him and just a few more times of his in and out motion.He was in. He was home again.

He fucked me like a dog in rut and I couldn't help but relishing in his love. He went on me so roughly before I felt his thumb on my *sshole rubbing for sometime before pressing it in me. I was in heaven.

We weren't big in dirty talks but damn! Can we groan and moan aloud. All I could hear was our meat meet meat sounds, Our whimpers, groans, moans and rustling of our clothes.

And before I could even register what was going on with my body. I was trembling all over. Coming so powerfully to describe while he continuing his movements behind me thrusting so fast, so hard and deeper than he ever went before.

"Chr . Chris! St...stop...! I need ...my breath to live!" I pleaded and he came in me all hot and filling my pussy deliciously. I could even feel some of it trailing out of me.

"You are so wicked, darling baby" He said breathlessly coming to bite on my neck.

"Can't we be civilized? Are you a dog?" I sneered good nurturedly and he chuckled before sucking on where he bit me.

"I love you"

"Not more than me, that's for sure!"

"Are we competing, darling baby?"

"The trophy is yours, your majesty"

"That's more like it!" He said kissing my neck "How about we test the bathrooms in this house?"

"You're such a genius!" I replied and he took my hand to lead out of the empty living room before we met his manager, Jack.

"Good thing you're done 'touring' the house" Jack said eyeing us like we bullied him.

"Hey Jack" I greeted only to earn a disapproval glare from him.

"Really? Sex with me just on the other side of the wall?" He complained and we laughed

"The perks of having a seductress for a wife" Chris said before he pushed him aside so we could go and take a shower.

"That's called bullying!" shouted Jack at us before he went outside the house.

"I met with Justina yesterday" I said softly in a whisper when he started the shower for us. Justina was my stepmom the rich one who married my father just the next month after burying my mother.

"The f*ck?! What did she want?" He asked, warily.

"How did they even find you?" He asked, concerned.

"That, I don't know but since you are quite popular... Anything is possible. My father is dying, Chris" I said going for a hug.

"What's wrong with him?" He asked not really caring.

"He's so sick, bed ridden..." I explained to him

"I won't say that I'm sorry if he's gonna die today but, I hate seeing you sad so we'll do our best to help him, okay?" Chris said soothingly and I relaxed in his embrace.

That was the last time we ever talk about my father or any family related people. He really did provide for them but, we were only related financially.

"Thank you, Chris" I mumbled closing my eyes before I was startled by the knock on the bathroom door.

"What?" Chris's thundering voice asked.

"Some soaps, towels and a change of your clothes" I heard Jack from the other side.

He was the best for Chris and I couldn't help but, admire him more. He was efficient and professional. He made my Chris into the Star he was that day. I've watched him play maybe once or twice but by the stories I heard from other fans is that my man was breaking a record in that team.

They were lucky to have him.

And I couldn't help feeling proud of him more. It's like I was his mother or something.