A week later.

"Nah. One ton of weed for eight million? Nigga people barely smoking weed. I'm not paying eight million. Five or nothin'." Saint shrugged, contradicting his own words because he was literally smoking a blunt.

"I'll only do five for the Mary Jane if you still buying the coke." One of his plugs, TJ, gestured with his hands.

"One ton of cocaine for how much? Twenty seven million?" He asked, and TJ nodded.

Saint pondered in thought, picking up one of the bags of weed as he blew smoke out of his mouth.

His phone rung, and he reached in his pocket, before a smile graced his face.

"Hold up. I be right back." He told TJ, who nodded, then Dave walked out of his office, standing in the quiet hall.

"Wassup baby? I miss you." He answered Imani's call, looking out at the view of a snow covered New York.

"Hey handsome. I miss you too. Are you busy right now?" She asked, and he cleared his throat, trying to mask his excitement.

"No, I'm not doing nothing. You good?" He ran his hand over his braids, hoping she'd let him come see her.

"My car broke down from the snow on my way to work, and I kinda need a ride home. But I'm off for the next two days, so I'd like to spend some time with you too." She said, and he pulled his car keys from his pocket.

"I'm on my way. Send your lo." He replied, heading back towards his office.

"Thank you Saint. I appreciate you." She spoke softly, and he licked over his lips, a smile on his face.

"You welcome mama. Stay in the building until I get there okay?"

"Okay. Bye bye." She mumbled, before hanging up.

"Say, we gotta finish this later. I'll invoice you the money, send my shit through Atlantic ports. Too many boats in the pacific. Ima get up wit' you." Saint dapped TJ up, who nodded, grabbing his suitcase of test product.

"Preciate it. I got you, hit me with yo instructions." TJ said, heading towards the door.

"Fasho. Be easy." Saint dismissed him, and he left out of the office as Saint grabbed his coat, heading out as well.

"Alayna cancel whatever else I got planned for today. And go home early." He told her, and she smiled.

"Thank you!" She called, and he held up the peace sign as he walked towards the elevator.

He couldn't even front like he wasn't excited to see Imani. They'd been spending the last few days on FaceTime for hours at a time, and sometimes at the Center, but he wanted to see her in person where it was just the two of them.

He turned the heat on in his car as he drove, that way it'd be warm when she got inside. Driving carefully on the snow covered ground, he arrived to the address she sent him within twenty minutes.

He looked up at the daycare center that she worked at, opening his car door from the inside, seeing Imani jogging to his car.

"Shit. It's freezing out there." Her teeth chattered as she climbed inside, closing the door behind her.

"You look good." He chuckled, seeing the tan colored slacks she wore along with a navy blue uniform shirt, making her smile.

"Boy." She mushed his head, and he laughed, turning the heat up.

"I missed you." She leaned over, and he turned his head, softly kissing her lips.

"Can't tell. Youn never let me see you where it's just me and you." He chuckled, grabbing her hand.

"I'm sorry. I do eight hour shifts every weekday, and I mostly sleep in on the weekends because I be tired, so I don't have a lot of free time. I will try to free up my schedule for you." She pulled her seatbelt on, her body becoming warm from his heated seats.

"I ain't know all that. You good. This enough for me." He told her, kissing the back of her hand, and she smiled.

"So you like kids huh? You work at a daycare center and you be at the community center a lot." He said, and she nodded.

"I wanna have my own center one day. Kids are so sweet and innocent. And funny too. I love them." She chuckled, and he nodded, cause he felt the same way.

"I think I'm going to leave the daycare though, we are so understaffed, and it's like I be the only one working with all of the kids. It's like fifteen kids everyday, which isn't a lot, but it is for just one person." She told him, sighing.

"What's stopping you? You gone miss them?" He asked, and she nodded.

"That, and, it's what pays my bills. So I can't quit until I find somewhere else. But, enough about me. How was your day?" She looked over at him, rubbing his hand.

"Quit and come work for me." He said, and she rose an eyebrow in confusion.

"You quit the daycare, and work at mine. You can pick your own hours so you won't be so tired and you can pick your pay rate too." He told her, glancing over at her.

"Saint I c-." She started, and he cut her off.

"You can. You like mine better anyway. Let me help you." He said, and she rolled her eyes, a smile on her face.

"I don't wanna abuse my power with you like that. I'll be fine." She rubbed his arm, his hand now resting on her inner thigh.

"You so damn stubborn." He shook his head at her, and she laughed, putting her address into his GPS.

"If I work at your center, will you be there more often so that I can see you?" She asked, and he looked over at her.

"Yeah baby. I will." He nodded, sitting upon his seat, and she smiled.

"Okay. When do I start?" She chirped, and he laughed, making her do the same.

"You ready huh?" He looked over with a smile on his face.

"Hell yes. Picking my own schedule and pay? I'm finna work one hour a day for a starting rate of.... $2,000." She smirked, and he laughed.

"Aight." He shrugged, and her smirk dropped.

"You serious?" She frowned, and he nodded, shrugging again.

"Saint I was kidding. Be quiet." She placed her hand on his face, and he laughed, kissing it, making her smile.

"I said whatever you want. If that's what you want, that's what it is." He chuckled, and she shook her head at him.

"How much do you pay the employees?" She curiously asked.

"$45 an hour." He said, and her jaw dropped.

"That's triple minimum wage." She lightly shrieked, making him laugh again.

"I take care of mine." He shrugged, pulling into an apartment complex.

"They chose that or you?" She asked.

"They did. I just told them to make the choice reasonable, but you don't have to be reasonable. You can have all my money. That pussy got some power." He said, and she laughed, making him smile.

"You're an asshole." She chuckled, taking her seatbelt off.

"I need to go up there with you?" He frowned, seeing a bunch of men on the steps leading to her apartment door.

"I got it. All they do is cat call. They never touch me or anything." She grabbed her bag and he shook his head.

"Nah. Ain't no more of that. Let's go." He stepped out of his truck, walking around to her side and opening the door, making her laugh.

"You gone have the whole city of New York knowing I'm with you. Just flaunting me around." She chuckled, and he shrugged.

"That's cool wit' me." He held her hand, approaching her steps, and the crowd of men immediately went silent, making Imani frown. They'd never done that before.

"Keep fucking looking at her watch I beat yo fucking ass." Saint locked eyes with the only man that felt bold enough to still look at Imani, and he immediately looked away, embarrassed.

"Watch out." He said, and the men removed themselves from the stairs, Saint gesturing Imani to go first.

He walked behind her, following her to her door as she unlocked it.

"I have never ever ever heard them go quiet like that. I always ask that they stop talking to me the way that they do, and it seem like it gets worse whenever I address it. All you did was look at them and they scared like that? What the hell do you be doing Saint?" She frowned, closing the door behind them as he laughed.

"Enough. They won't fuck wit' you no more. I got somethin' for all they dirty asses." He shook his head, and she smiled.

"Thank you handsome." She wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug, and he rested his hands on her ass, pecking her lips a few times.

"You gone spend the night wit' me?" His voice rasped, and she chuckled.

"Yes. Let me pack a bag. Um, I have snacks and juice in my kitchen if you get hungry. It'll only be a few minutes." She kissed his cheek, before letting him go.

"Take your time." He pulled his phone out, sitting down on her couch, and she walked back towards her room.

Saint waited til he heard her door close to get up and be nosy.

She had a cozy, girly living room, decorated in gray and light pink, a soft plush carpet on her marble floors.

Everything was clean, and tidied up, not a hair out of place, and there was nice decorations on the walls, like an LED clock, pictures of her and the other girl he'd saw when he read her file-her sister Zola.

He walked over towards the hall, his footsteps silent, counting the doors, and mentally calculating the width of them to determine if they were rooms or bathrooms.

He totaled out that it was a two bedroom, a bathroom in the hall, and he was guessing there was one in her room as well, along with a hall closet.

He quietly opened the closet door, being faced with cleaning products, a broom and mop, tissue and napkin rolls, and then a few shelves of large and smaller sized towels. She was very organized, it was cute.

He closed the door, heading towards her kitchen that was nicely organized as well. She had containers for everything, and it looked so neat and aesthetically pleasing.

He opened her pantry, seeing it stocked with snacks, just how she said it would be, making him chuckle.

He opened the counter drawers, not looking for anything particular, but just being nosy. After a few minutes, he headed back towards her room, knocking on the door, before opening it.

"Imani?" He called, not seeing her, and a few seconds later, the bathroom door opened, and she came out with a small duffel bag.

"I'm ready." She covered her mouth as she yawned, her eyes tired.

"Aw, you tired?" He chuckled, wrapping his arms around her as she lazily smiled, laying her head on his chest.

"As hell. And I'm starving." She mumbled, holding around his neck, and he leaned over, effortlessly picking her up.

"What you wanna eat?" He asked, taking her bag from her, heading out of her apartment.

"Whataburger. Please." She passed him her keys, letting him lock her door.

About an hour later, they'd finally made it to Saint's house, walking inside and absorbing the heat that circulated through the air.

"It feels so good in here." Imani mumbled, eating her fries as he led her to his room.

"Surprisingly. I usually leave my air on, I turned the heat on for you though." He said, tossing his keys in the bowl with all his other ones.

"Air? In the winter? Boy it's eight degrees outside." She frowned as he sat her bag in his closet.

"I like being cold." He shrugged, and she shook her head at him, going to throw her empty food bag away in his kitchen trash, then walked back in his room.

"Imani you wanna take a shower before or after me?" He asked as he grabbed some clothes from his dresser.

"After." She mumbled, sitting on his closet floor with her bag. He leaned over, and she tilted her head up, letting him kiss her lips.

"Okay." She laughed, pushing his face once he got carried away, making him smile.

She watched him walk into his bathroom, hearing the shower water start shortly after.

She yawned as she unzipped her bag, grabbing a pair of black laced panties with the matching bra, and then walked over to his dresser to get one of his shirts that was way too big for her.

She sat the clothes, along with her lotion and perfume on his bed, pulling her clothes off and placing them in her bag, then walked in his bathroom.

She opened the shower door, and he looked up, chuckling as she stepped inside with him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Changed your mind?" He kissed the side of her face, and she nodded.

"Saint do you talk to any other girls, or is it just me?" She asked, removing her hands from his neck to hold around his torso.

"Why you ask that?" He tilted his head looking down at her, as she rubbed his sides.

"I don't know. I don't really like sharing, and I like you, so I want you to myself. Just trying to see if we're on the same page, I guess." She mindlessly shrugged, and he tilted her head to look up at him.

"I ain't talked to a bi-girl, in months. It's just you, Wallahi." He said, and she rubbed his face.

"You're Muslim?" She asked, and he chuckled, nodding.

"That's why you don't have regular bacon in your fridge huh?" She questioned, and he nodded again.

"That shit just nasty in general. I wouldn't eat pork even if I wasn't." He shrugged, and she chuckled.

"That's cool. Different. I like it." She hung her sponge on his hook, wrapping her arms around his neck, signaling she wanted to be picked up.

"I'm not heavy?" She laughed as he did it effortlessly, holding her as if she was as light as a feather.

"Nah. I mean, you ain't light either but I won't drop you or nothin'." He chuckled, and she rolled her eyes, a smile on her face.

"Stop looking at my boobs." She laughed again, covering her chest, and he smirked.

"Them mufuckas sit pretty. Let me see." He said, and she lifted her arm, showing him, chuckling at the interested look on his face.

"You so pretty." He told her, and she smiled.

"Thank you." She kissed his cheek, before getting out of his arms.

"You steady giving me these little ass kisses." He rolled his eyes, and she laughed.

She grabbed his face, pulling him down to her level, and pressed her lips against his. He held her neck as her tongue slid in his mouth, fighting for dominance with his.

She flicked her tongue against his, making him groan as she won, smiling in satisfaction as she pulled away.

She turned around, bending over, and he bit his lip as his dick hardened more, his fingers rubbing over her clit, listening to her moan.

He grabbed his dick, positioning himself at her entrance, slowly pushing inside of her, and she sucked in air as he stretched her out.

"Fuck. That's too much Saint." She whimpered, reaching back to stop him, and he grabbed both of her hands, holding them behind her back, before giving her a hard thrust, slamming his full length inside of her.

"Fuck!" She cried out, and he bit his lip, repeatedly thrusting his hips hard into hers, moaning under his breath at how good she felt around him.

"Mm, fuck, Saint slow down please." She whined, her legs almost giving out from under her.

"Nah. Take daddy dick cause you wanted it. Bending over for me and shit. You wanted this fucking dick, take it." He grunted, fucking her harder, listening to her moans get louder.

"This pussy so good Imani. Fuckkk, fuck, fuck, fuck." He cursed with each rough stroke he gave her, the sounds of their skin slapping together filling the bathroom.

"Oh my goddddd." Her eyes rolled back, creaming around his dick, making him groan.

He grabbed her long blonde hair, pulling her up to be against his chest, reaching around to rub against her clit.

"Don't fucking cum without asking me. Do you understand?" He grunted, his hand right around her neck as he roughly stroked her.

"Fuck! Saint I c-fuckkkk!" She moaned out, squirting before she could stop it, having an orgasm.

"Oh, you don't like to listen?" He chuckled, grabbing his hard dick, sliding out of her, catching her before she could fall.

He stood her upright, slamming her against the wall, and she gasped as he roughly grabbed her neck.

"What the fuck I just tell you?" He locked his eyes on hers, watching her pout.

"Saint I-."

"What, did I-just tell you?" He repeated slowly, his tone assertive to let her know that he wasn't playing.

"To ask before I came." She mumbled, her heart racing, feeling her liquid still dripping from her opening.

"What did you do?" He asked, tilting her head to look up at him.

"Baby I couldn't hold it. I'm sorry." She lightly whimpered, and he licked over his lips.

"That ain't what the fuck I asked you. Bend over." He said, and she began to say something, being cut off.

"Bend the fuck over Imani." He raised his voice, and she bit her lip, bending back over and grabbing her ankles.

He brought his hand back, bringing it down as hard as he could on her ass, and she shrieked, quickly turning back the other way, holding her ass the stung.

"Bend over Imani. Don't make me repeat myself girl." He gritted, and she pouted.

"Saint please. I-." She started, being cut off as he grabbed her head, sliding down her throat before she could finish her sentence.

"You gone learn to do what I say Imani. I said to bend the fuck over, I ain't fucking ask you shit else." He grunted, slamming his hips hard against her face, listening to her gag.

He wrapped her hair around his fist, forcing his dick deeper, and her eyes rolled back, unable to breathe as she choked around his length.

"Take daddy dick." He bit his lip, thrusting harder, fucking her face at a quick speed as he held on to the nut he wanted so badly to release.

"Move yo fucking hand." He popped it, pulling out of her mouth, and she cried out, spit falling from her mouth, a pout on her face.

"I'm sorry Saint. Fuck, baby I'm sorry." She cried, and he squatted, roughly grabbing her neck.

"You don't listen. Are you cumming?" He frowned, and she moaned, clenching her legs so that she didn't.

"No. Oh my god, can I? Can I cum please?" She whimpered, and he groaned, his dick throbbing as he listened to her.

"No. You came twice already. Hold it." He said, standing back upright.

"Get up, and bend the fuck over." He demanded, and she stood up, tears of pleasure falling from her eyes, turning around and bending over.

He slapped her ass again, and she cried out, forcing herself to stay bent over.

Saint rubbed his large hand over the welt that was forming against her bright, now red, skin, soothing the sensation, before slapping her ass again.

"Fuck! Saint can I cum? Baby please, oh my god please." Her legs shook, moaning as he rubbed against her clit.

"Yes." He granted her permission, sliding his dick inside of her, and she let out a loud moan, immediately squirting around his length as her body shook.

"Mhm. Good girl. There you go Imani, let that shit out baby." He grunted, holding her neck from behind, rolling his hips upwards into hers as he held his nut.

"Oh fuckkkk. Saint I can't. Oh my g-." She gasped, a large amount of cum squirting out of her, and she lost her balance, letting Saint hold her body weight up.

"You so fucking nasty. You like it rough? Huh? This what you like baby?" He groaned in her ear, and she moaned, tossing her head back as she tried to calm herself down.

"Yes. Yes, I'm sorry. Shit-I'm sorry Saint." She hissed, placing her hand over his, taking it from her clit, because it was now too sensitive to his touch.

He pulled himself out of her, turning her around and picking up her tired body.

"You haven't came yet baby." She whimpered, being placed against the wall, his arms hooked underneath her legs.

"You gone let me nut in you?" He grunted, pushing back inside of her, all of him, and she gasped, her eyes rolling back.

"Mmm, fuckkkk." She moaned, holding around his neck as he slammed his hips into hers at a fast pace, about to nut.

"Tell me where you want it at. Come on Imani." He sucked her neck, and she moaned, her face frowning up as he repeatedly thrusted at her spot.

"In my mouth please." She whimpered, and he groaned, quickly pulling out of her, and she squatted, sticking her tongue out.

He slid down her throat, and she moaned around his dick, pulling him out and leaving his tip inside, sucking only that part.

"Fuck!" He let out a loud grunt, a load of his nut releasing in her mouth, and she kept sucking it from his tip, overstimulating his body.

"Baby fuckkkk." He moaned, pulling her back, the pleasure so much that it began to hurt.

"You taste so good daddy." She kissed the tip of his dick, her tone soft, and he grunted, watching his dick throb.

"Come here." He pulled her up, sloppily kissing her as the two of their hands roamed each other's body.

About twenty minutes later, they'd finally bathed and got out, laying naked in his bed together, wrapped with one another.

"Move Saint." Imani tiredly mumbled, moving his hand from between her legs, back on her ass, and he chuckled.

"You tapping out?" He kissed her jaw, and she nodded, close to being asleep.

"I love this pussy." He spoke low, kissing her lips, and she held his face, softly kissing him back.

i didn't know how to end this tbh. wrote this in English class lol