Chapter 3

Once I Have Him,
Then You Can Have Me

I went straight upstairs and took a long bath. Wrapping Carl around my little finger was going to be harder than I had thought. I was sure that if we hadn’t got to the house so quickly, I would have got his ass. As I sat in my hot bath, I tried to figure out what his weak points were. I knew that he wanted to fuck me, but how could I get him to do it?

A knock on the bathroom door shook me from my deceitful thoughts.

“Tangie, Tay is on the phone for you.”

Carl walked in and held the phone out to me. I stepped out of the tub. Soaking wet, I took the phone and stood directly in front of him.

“Hey, baby. What’s going on?” I asked Tay.

Carl tried to hand me a towel, but I took it from him and threw it in the tub.

“I hear that you and Carl had a late night tonight. I also heard that you have been on your best behavior.”

“Did Carl tell you that?” I asked.

“Yes, he did. That’s why he’s there. So that I can know everything that you do.”

If only Tay knew what was about to go down, he would have shut the fuck up.

“Well, I’m sure that you have the right person to keep you up to date on what is going on here,” I said as I started to play with myself.

I opened my legs wide so that Carl could get a good look. I rubbed my clit and talked to Tay at the same time. “Oh, baby, I miss you so much. I wish that you were here with me right now. I would fuck the shit out of you.”

I watched Carl as he watched me. I could see his dick hardening under the sweatpants that he had changed into. The brain in his head was no match for the weaker yet strangely stronger one in his pants.

“I wish that I was there too, Tangie, but you know that I have to do these tours, ’cause touring and endorsements are where my real money comes from. You’ll see me soon, so in the meantime, why don’t you play with yourself for me?”

This made me laugh. It was almost as if he was watching me.

“Nah, I’m not in the mood to do that right now,” I told him as I leaned on the sink and closed my eyes. I was really starting to make myself feel good.

“Yeah, okay, but just remember that I will be home soon enough, so you know what you have to do, right?”

I was tickled to death and was forced to let out a short chuckle. “I know, Tay. I have to wait,” I said out loud, but in my mind I was thinking that I had to wait only until I hung up the phone with him.

Tay asked to speak to Carl, so I put the phone on speaker and held it out to him, making sure that he had to get closer to me to get it. As soon as he got close enough, I wrapped my legs around him, making sure that he couldn’t get away. He tried to pull away, but my legs were strong, forcing a straining sound to escape from his lips.

“What the hell are you doing?” Tay’von asked as I inserted one of Carl’s fingers inside me.

“Nothing. I just had to bend over and pick something up, and you know a nigga’s getting old,” Carl joked and chuckled nervously. But he was no longer pulling away.

His dick was about to burst through his pants as he started to finger me on his own.

“Look, man, I need you to really watch this girl for me. I like her and all, but there’s something about her that I just don’t trust yet.”

“Yeah, I got you. Whatever you want, man,” Carl answered, and I loved every minute of this betrayal.

Just the thought of Tay’s words and our actions turned me on even more. Carl was finger fucking me while my—wait, how did he put it?—my “so-called man” was asking him to be loyal and keep an eye on me. That was truly ironic in itself.

Carl hung up the phone, stopped moving his finger, but still left it inside me. “I’m getting the hell out of here,” he announced. He pulled his finger out of me and left the bathroom.

By the time I got myself dried, lotioned up, and dressed for bed, the dead of night had crept up on me; but I wasn’t done with the cat and mouse games I was playing with Carl. I had gone to the closet to look through my clothes and admire some of my new things when I came across a box with handcuffs in it. An idea popped into my head, and I couldn’t wait to get things poppin’.

I headed to one of the guest rooms, the one in which Carl was sleeping, and popped my head in. The door was wide open, so I stood there and watched him sleep. His right arm was thrown across his forehead, making what I was about to do a lot easier. I walked over to his bed and leaned over it quietly. I quickly put the handcuffs around his wrist, and before he could react, I attached the other end of the cuffs to the headboard and locked it. He opened his eyes and tried to pull his arm down, but that was a no go.

“No, no, nigga, you ain’t going nowhere,” I said.

He had a look of shock on his face, and it turned me on. I climbed on top of him and sat on his boxers. He had one hell of a body, and I wanted it in every way possible.

“Get the fuck off of me, Tangie,” he said as he tried to pull his arm down again.

“Relax, Carl. You don’t want the cuffs to get too tight around your wrist, now do you? Plus, you didn’t want to give it to me, so now I have to take it.”

I kissed his lips, and although they were cold and closed, I continued, anyway. I licked his lips and moved to his neck and ears. Then I moved down to his chest and licked one of his nipples. I felt his breath coming in faster and his dick hardening under my touch.

“Get these fucking cuffs off of me, Tangie. I’m not playing.”

Although his mouth spoke those words, he was no longer pulling at the cuffs. I paid no attention to his words and continued on my way down. Once I reached his belly button, I licked around it while pulling his boxers down to around his ankles. I acted like I was about to suck his dick, but I pulled myself back up.

“Now, it wouldn’t be right for you to let me go first, now would it?” I asked.

I didn’t let him answer. I sat on his face, but I didn’t feel his tongue.

“If you don’t fuck me with your tongue, then I’ll fuck your whole face,” I told him as I started to rub my clit back and forth on his nose.

He did nothing, so I rubbed my pussy from his forehead to his chin. I whined and moaned until I felt his tongue in my ass and his free hand playing with my pussy. He was doing this so well that I started to pull away.

“Wait, wait, let me turn around,” I told him while almost losing my breath.

I did so and came face-to-face with his massive dick. I power drove all of his thirteen inches into my mouth, and he fucked it with force. I deep throated it until he came in my mouth. I got up, leaving him gasping for air, leaned over, and kissed him, pushing the cum that I held in my mouth into his. His eyes widened with shock, then went back to normal as I heard him swallow. I uncuffed him so that I could see what his reaction was going to be.

“So what are you going to do now, big boy?” I asked in a teasing way.

He lay there like a bitch and said nothing. I let out a taunting laugh and then turned to leave. I heard him move, but before I could turn around on my own, he did it for me. He put his gun to my head and pulled me close.

“You nasty-ass bitch. Do you really think that you are going to turn me out with some head?”

“Well, Carl, it looks to me like I just did. Don’t be a crybaby about it, honey. Just accept it.”

He just stood there with a look of confusion and lust in his eyes. I took my hand and moved the gun down slowly.

“Don’t take it so hard, Carl. You should be proud. That was the best head I have ever got in my life.”

I moved the gun farther down, toward my pussy. He let it slide down, wondering if I was crazy enough to do what he was hoping for. Making sure to leave his finger on the trigger, I pushed the other end of the gun into my still soaked slit. Again, he was shocked by my actions and looked like he was about to pass out from pure fantasy fulfillment.

“Come on, Carl. You don’t want this gun to go off in me, do you? Let it go so that I can replace this steel with that big dick of yours.”

He let go of the gun and gave me a wet kiss. I pulled the gun out of me, and I held it up to his head as I pushed him away forcefully.

“You are the nasty-ass bitch,” I told him. “Don’t kiss me. We’re not making love. Now, get your ass over here and fuck me.”

He rushed over to me and pushed me against the wall hard. He lifted me up, and with my back against the wall, I wrapped my legs around him. He pushed all of his thirteen inches inside me and let out a loud moan as I held mine in. He fucked me fast and hard, as if he had something to prove.

“Yeah, that’s right, motherfucker. You know that you want this,” I said as I fucked him back.

I bounced on his dick as if I were on a pogo stick. I heard him whine, as if he was about to lose control.

“Damn, why you got to do this to me?” He repeated this over and over again. His cries became louder and louder as he came inside me. He fell to his knees as I landed on my feet. He was drained and broken.

“Bitch, you knew that I was a snake when you took me in,” I answered, towering over him.

I shot him an evil grin and walked away.

* * *

Early the next morning, I snuck back into his room and fucked him slowly and lovingly. I knew that I had totally broken him down the night before, and since he was a man who lived by a certain law, I knew that he would be taking everything that had happened hard. I had made him forgo all the rules he followed, so now I had to build him back up into what I wanted him to be. I had perfected the art of fake lovemaking on him, and by the look on his face, I already had him falling for me.

Later that day, he came into the kitchen as I was sitting at the table, eating brunch. He sat down but ate nothing.

“Just calm down and eat. You need to replace all the strength that you used up last night. After all, you were hired as a muscleman, right?” I said without taking my eyes off my newspaper.

Like a good little boy, he got up and made himself a plate. Once seated again, he spoke. “So, is this how it is going to be?”

I looked at him as if I was confused.

“You know what I mean, Tangie. We have to talk about what happened last night and this morning. I need to—”

I cut him off. “That will be all for now,” I told the maid once I noticed that she was more interested in our conversation than in cleaning up. I waited for her to leave the kitchen; then I turned my attention back to Carl.

“I really enjoyed last night. You made me feel good both inside and out. But you know what I am about, Carl. You put it best last night in the limo, remember?”

“So is that why you damn near raped me? Did what I say really bother you that much?”

I moved closer to him before answering. “Come on, Carl. I made love to you because I wanted to, not because of what you said. Plus, it was hardly rape. You enjoyed it too much for it to be considered rape.”

“Well, what are you going to do now that we have slept together?”

This man was really sounding like a little punk, and that was just what I wanted.

“Well, I’m not going to do anything, Carl. I am going to continue to be with Tay’von, and you will continue to do what you are paid to do.”

He looked like he was about to lose his mind once I made my comment.

“Well, I am not getting paid to sleep with you, so we do have to figure something out. It’s not in my contract to fuck Tay’s girlfriend.”

“There is nothing to work out, Carl!” I yelled. “You need to tell me if this is going to be a problem. I do not want this affecting your job, because at the end of the day, that’s all you’re here for.”

“My job? You’re asking me if this is going to affect my job? I fucked my boss’s girlfriend!”

“So quit!” I yelled without a second thought.

If this motherfucker thought that he was going to mess up what I had going on, then he would have to quit, or I was going to tell Tay to fire his ass.

“So this is your solution to this? I should quit?”

“If that is what it will take for you to keep your fucking mouth shut, then yes, you should quit.”

“You really are a coldhearted bitch, Tangie. I hope you know that.”

“Yes, Carl, I do know, but tell me, what you are going to do? Are you going to start acting like yourself, or are you leaving the job?”

“Fine, Tangie. If that’s the way you want it, then that is the way you will get it.”

Before he could say anything else, I declared, “Good. Now eat up. We have a big day ahead of us.”

* * *

After a long day of shopping, I lay in bed, watching TV. Carl had barely spoken to me the whole day. He had just held my bags and stayed to himself. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with him yet. I thought that maybe my plan was working a little too well. But if fucking him would make him keep his mouth shut, then I would have to keep on doing it. Sexing him wasn’t going to be that bad. It was going to be a win-win situation, one that satisfied both of us. The phone rang, and it was Tay’von interrupting my thought process yet again.

“So what city are you in tonight?”

“I’m in Atlanta, but I am thinking about coming home for the weekend,” he revealed.

“Oh really? I would love that. What time will you be in?”

I really did want him to come home. I would be putting the finishing touches on the plans I had for Carl.

“I don’t know yet, but I will call you on Thursday to let you know.”

“Okay, baby. I’ll be waiting for your call.” We hung up the phone, and I realized that I had only three days before Tay’s weekend trip home. So that meant that the time I had to push Carl over the edge was minimal.

The next day Carl paid me no attention, but I made sure to make him as horny as possible. I gave the servants the day off so that I could walk around the house naked. I made sure to bend over when I saw him and to sit with my legs slightly open. I even played with myself while watching TV, making sure not to even look his way. That night we went out to dinner, and I still acted like nothing had ever happened between us. This was driving Carl up the wall, and he had to speak on it.

“Are you really going to push what we did to the side just for your greed?”

“Please, Carl, I am trying to enjoy my dinner. Don’t start this now.”

I had to put an end to the conversation before things got nasty, but I knew that he would bring it up again. I just hoped that he didn’t do it at the wrong time, like when Tay was home.

When we got home, I slipped into a red nightie and relaxed on Tay’von’s big bed. I had left the bedroom door open, and Carl walked in, like I expected him to.

“Carl, you just can’t walk in here. You should really know your place. You’re not my man. You’re Tay’von’s bodyguard, so chill the fuck out.”

“Don’t think that I’m sweating you, Tangie. It’s just that this shit is fucking with my head.”

Poor thing. I knew that this would happen. I had stripped him of everything, and now he was lost. How could he look Tay’von in the face when he got back? Oh shit. I didn’t even tell him that Tay was coming. Oh well. he was going to find out soon enough. I pulled the covers off me and patted the bed for him to sit down.

“Don’t worry about anything, Carl. I loved sleeping with you, and like I said before, you’re the best lover I have ever had. But what you need to understand is that I am thinking of bigger and better things right now. It is only after I get everything that I want that I can start to think about us.”

“But life is not all about material things, Tangie. Think about—”

I had to cut him off. “To me it is. That’s why I need you to be on my side, Carl. Yes, I could be with you. Hell, I could even fall in love with you someday, but I need Tay right now. Can you understand that? Once I have him, then you can have me.”

Damn, I was good. You should have seen the look on his face. I had him by the heart, and I was not about to let go. He gave in, and he told me this with a deep kiss. He pushed himself on top of me, but I stopped him.

“Come on, Tangie. I just want to make love to you.”

“Well, Carl, I just want you to eat my pussy.”

Carl ate me out like his life depended on it. After he was done, I told him that I wanted to sleep alone. He crawled out of Tay’von’s bed and went to his own.

That night, I bet that he went to bed asking himself how I was able to take his manhood away. He had always been the one to drive women crazy, and now he couldn’t even sleep due to the imprint I had left on his mind. As for me, I went to bed thinking about my man coming home and about how this Carl thing was going to play out.