Santana used his black Amex card to pay for Bria's tab in Saks Fifth Avenue, and once the receipt came out he signed his name on it without even checking what the total price came out to. Bria loved that.

To even get the black credit card that he'd just effortlessly used for her mini shopping spree, you have to make more than two million a year in gross income and pay ten thousand dollars a month just to have the card in your pocket.

Every man that she'd ever dealt with had money, but Santana was definitely the richest that she'd been with, by a long shot. And he was so humble about it too, like he wasn't just walking around as one of the richest men in New York.

"You such a calm flexer. That shit sexy as fuck." She told him, watching him grab her bags off of the counter.

"Some light shit." He shrugged, putting her bags into the wagon that was behind them. Every time he took her shopping they had to bring it with them because Bria would shop for hundreds of items like she didn't have enough clothes and shoes at home already.

"Thank you Tana." She pulled his head down to kiss his cheek, then wiped her lip gloss off of his skin.

"You welcome. You done or we goin' somewhere else?" He held her hand, the two of them walking side by side out of the store.

"We can leave. I wanna go get KFC before we go home though." She told him, and he nodded, taking a glance around his surroundings as they headed for the exit.

They made it to his 2022 Ram 1500 TRX truck about ten minutes later, and Bria got inside while he loaded the bags into his backseat. After putting the wagon in the bed of the truck, he got in next to her and they pulled off moments later.

Bria turned her head to look at him since he was unusually quiet, seeing his resting frown as he kept his eyes on the road. She reached over to rub his chin hairs between her fingers, and as always, her hands traveled to rub over his face. She loved touching him.

"You okay baby?" She asked.

"Mhm. Thinking 'bout some business shit I gotta handle later on."

"You leaving later?" Her tone softened, and he glanced over at her, his frown disappearing.

"Don't do that Bria I been wit' you for two days. I'ma only be gone a few hours." He chuckled, his smile growing as he watched her roll her eyes. She took her hand off of his face to grab her phone; her attitude evident.

"Quit being a baby. I ah' be back in three or four hours. That ain't gone hurt you." He glanced at her again, licking over his bottom lip at the sight of her frown.

"Stop lying Santana 'cause whenever you leave to go handle shit I don't usually hear from you 'til the next day. And I ain't gone answer this time so don't even bother calling me." She said without looking up from her phone, leaning her head over to rest on the window.

"Aight B." He wasn't in the mood to indulge in her attitude today, so he cut it off right there.

She didn't talk to him anymore after that, not even when he stopped at KFC to get her something to eat. She ate her food in the car and when she got home she went straight to her bedroom to go take a shower. And she made sure to lock the door so he couldn't come in, too.

Inside of the bathroom she could hear the door knob twist a few times, followed by the sound of him smacking his lips. For a second she thought he'd break the lock to get in because he was just like that, but surprisingly he left it alone.

After about twenty minutes in the bathroom, Bria walked out with a white towel wrapped around her body and her silk bonnet pulled down to protect her bundles. She saw Santana sitting on the edge of her bed, assumably waiting on her to come out.

"Move Santan-,"

"I ain't gone leave Rose quit doing me like that." He kept his arms wrapped around her from behind, and she could smell his Irish soap and cologne which meant he'd used the guest bathroom to take a shower.

She turned around in his grip, seeing the small frown on his face as he stared down at her. It disappeared once she allowed him to kiss her, and she reached up to wrap her arms around him in a hug.

"I'm sorry. I didn't want you to leave." She mumbled, feeling bad about her attitude but really it was his fault for having her as spoiled as she was.

"You such a brat." He kissed her forehead, and her smile returned with a small shrug because it was true. Oh well.

Bria put on an oversized shirt so that she wouldn't have to put on any underclothes, and then she joined him in her bed where he laid in only a pair of black Calvin Klein boxers.

"What business you had to handle?" She curiously asked, wrapping her arm around his torso.

"I was gone go pick up some shit from Fredo and drive it to Jersey. I'm putting a hold on almost a hundred bands 'cause of you." He pulled her closer to him, and she reached up to rub his face, turning his head so that he looked down at her.

"You told me you wasn't gon' be running drugs no more. What happened to you hiring somebody to do that for you?"

"I thought about it but ion break bread wit' nobody except you and moms." He chuckled, shrugging his shoulders.

"I don't want you to get caught up with that Rakeem. That's a minimum of seven years if you get caught." She rubbed through his beard, hoping he would take her concerns serious.

He didn't have a lot of people around him to tell him right from wrong-and although he was fully capable of doing that himself as a grown man, there was still some bad habits that he'd been doing all of his life and was currently having a hard time letting go of them.

Bria helped keep his head on straight and that's why he loved her as much as he did. She could always have whatever she wanted from him because she'd had his back like no other since the day that they'd met.

"Santana," She turned his head to face her again, and he leaned forward to kiss her forehead.

"You ain't gotta worry 'bout me. I'm good as long as I got you. You see I ain't go, right?" His lips trailed to be on her neck after lowering his head, and she wrapped her legs around him once he moved to be between them.

"I'm always worried about you. I don't want nothing happening to you Santana." She grabbed the back of his head, trying to stay focused on what she was saying but he was doing a good job of distracting her.

Her back lifted lightly off of the bed after his hand made it between her legs, and she knew she was done for as soon as his thumb began to brush gently across her clit.

"Shit," She grabbed his shoulders once he pressed down on the same spot, sending a strong pleasing sensation through her lower half.

He loved being able to make her moan with the lightest touch. He was so accustomed to her body, he knew exactly what to do and where to do it.

Bria grabbed his head once it made it between her legs, and the feeling of his warm tongue against her middle area made her want to melt. He used two fingers to spread her lower set of lips, and then he began to practically make-out with her opening.

"Awn, fuck," She let her head fall back with another moan, only for it to grow louder after Santana pushed two fingers inside her and moved his tongue to be on her clit.

He thrusted his fingers inside of her at a steady pace, making sure to twist them every so often to stimulate her insides further. His tongue flicked around her clit, and every time he sucked underneath it, Bria would whimper and wrap her legs around his head.

"I'm cumming. Mmm, fuuuck, Santana move." She cried, trying to push his head away once the pleasure became too much for her to handle.

"Baby I'm cumming," She repeated in another low whimper before grabbing his head once more, but this time she pressed it against her so that his face would be deeper in her slit.

Bria's eyes rolled back for a second, and then her legs lightly trembled around his head as her juices flowed from her opening, coating his face in her creamy substance.

"I love this shit." Santana finally spoke again, coming back up to give Bria a kiss so that she could taste herself.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, letting her eyes close while his tongue explored her mouth. She loved getting kisses from him. He was so nasty.

"Thank you daddy." She let his bottom lip go, feeling him leave a few more light kisses on her lips.

"I ain't done yet. What you saying thank you for? Open up." He tapped her thigh, watching a small frown take over her face.

"Santana I'm done." Her frown dropped down into a pout, and he didn't say anything while staring at her, making her groan. She opened her legs again, knowing that he was just getting started.

Almost four hours later, Bria awoke to the sound of her phone ringing. She ignored it for a few seconds, and then she picked her head up after realizing she wasn't laying on Santana's chest anymore.

"Tana?" She called out with a frown on her face.

Obviously he didn't reply because he was no longer there, and she groaned to herself in annoyance at the sound of her phone ringing again.

She grabbed it off of her nightstand to see Israel calling, and she put it on speaker after clicking the green answer icon.

"Yes, Israel?" She blew out a slow and irritated breath.

"I'm like ten minutes from yo' house. Unlock the door." He said, and her eyebrows immediately came together in a frown.

"Ten minutes?! You wasn't gone call to let me know beforehand? Jesus." She sat up in her bed, throwing the cover off of herself.

"I did call. Ain't we on the phone right now?"

"I meant like an hour in advance smartass. What if I wasn't even at home?"

"I pay to see you when I want. Do you want some money or not?"

"Whatever Israel. Bye." She tossed her phone on the bed after hanging up, and even though she had an attitude she still went to go unlock her front door.

Then she went back to her bedroom to go brush her teeth and wash away the sleep from her face. After that, she grabbed her phone to check Santana's location on the Find My iPhone app.

Just like she figured, he was just a few miles away from New Jersey. She knew that's exactly why he'd put her to sleep earlier-so that she wouldn't stop him from going to drop off some drugs like he was supposed to do hours ago.

She rolled her eyes as she laid back against her fresh sheets again, deciding to get on Twitter until Israel arrived. She should've made him stop to get her food but she was mad at him and didn't want to call him back.

It was only about six or seven minutes before her alarm system alerted her that the door had opened, and she could hear Israel lock it behind him too.

"You mad, Bria?" He walked into her bedroom seconds later, and she didn't bother answering which was the obvious answer to his question.

"Israel!" She turned her head with a frown at how hard he hit her ass, and he chuckled, pulling his hoodie from over his head.

"Don't hang up on me again. I ain't did shit to you girl." He told her, laying his jacket neatly across her vanity chair.

"Yes you did 'cause why would you come over here without telling me? You must be beefing with your girl or something." She propped her head up in the palm of her hand, watching him walk towards her.

"The whole point of me and you talkin' is 'cause I been beefing with her. So you ain't making no points." He climbed in the bed next to her, and she followed his frame with her eyes.

"You just making yourself at home, ain't it?" She asked, watching him fluff out one of her pillows to lay on.

"Mhm. I been at work all day. Niggas tired as fuck."

"You don't smell like it." She said after smelling near his neck and shoulder, listening to him chuckle.

"I took a shower before I came. I wouldn't come over yo' shit stinking or nothin'."

"Mm. So, what you come over here for? To sleep?" She reached over to rub his chin hairs, seeing that his eyes were already closed.

"Mhm."

"You know, I thought this lil' sugar baby thing would be mostly sex. You not doing your job right." She told him, and his lips spread out into a smile, being followed up with a laugh.

"Sugar baby? The fuck?"

"That's what it is. We met at a strip club, I made you nut, and the arrangement was to do more of that for money. Sugar baby and sugar daddy, no?" She tilted her head to the side, causing him to laugh again.

"Nah, yo. You said to pay you to do whatever I want. If I wanna take you on dates and go to sleep with you, and you get paid for it-that's like paying you to be my friend I guess. I just don't like being alone for too long. And you cool, so." He shrugged.

"Why you don't go see your actual friends?" She asked; not that she had a problem with him being with her, but she would've thought he'd rather be with people he was closer with.

"Them niggas got lives. What we look like sitting up under each other every day?" He chuckled, turning his head to look at her since it was obvious she wasn't about to let him go to sleep right now.

"That would look a lil' funny." She agreed, separating the small curls of his beard with her acrylic nail.

"You ate today?" She asked him another question.

"Mhm. If you feel like cooking I ain't gone turn it down though."

"Okay. You gone come and watch me or you want me to wake you up when I'm done?" She sat up in her bed, checking the time to see it was nearing nine which is around the time she usually ate dinner anyway.

"Come wake me up. Let me get a kiss before you go." He pulled her back by her hair, and she laughed, being turned around to face him again.

She leaned her head down to repeatedly kiss his lips like he asked, and then she smiled against them once he grabbed her neck to deepen her last kiss.

"Boy the way you be kissing me you'd think we went together foreal." She wiped her Vaseline off of the corner of his mouth, and he leaned forward to kiss her once more before letting her neck go.

Bria playfully rolled her eyes at him before getting out of the bed, and she grabbed her phone off of her pillow afterwards. It coincidentally started ringing as soon as she walked out of her bedroom.

"Bitch why I ain't heard from you in two fucking days?" Her older sister, Journey, spoke as soon as the call connected.

"I was with my man, girl. You know I barely touch my shit when I be with Tana." She sat her phone on the counter when she made it to her kitchen-which luckily was a ways away from her bedroom.

"He must be gone now?"

"Yeah, his ass put me to sleep and went to Jersey after I told him not to. East here right now though." Bria grabbed a pack of bacon, smoked sausage, and then grabbed the shrimp out of her freezer.

Of course she told her sister about the new man on her lineup-Israel. She told her sister literally everything though; they were best friends by chance and choice.

Journey was in no way surprised that her little sister had managed to cop a man like Israel, but she was a little caught off guard when Bria reminded her that he was legally a married man. That type of man wasn't usually her sister's type, but then she remembered how much money Israel was rumored to have-and that was definitely her sister's type.

As long as her sister was safe and clean, Journey supported Bria's antics one hundred percent.

While Journey had been in a relationship with her current boyfriend for the last four years, Bria had never been the type to settle down and commit to any man. She took after their mother with that-which explained how the two of them had different fathers, whom neither of them knew by the way.

Yet unlike their mom, Bria didn't have sexual relations with every man she'd been with. She definitely kept a few on her roster at a time to keep her bills paid and support her expensive lifestyle though. However, it was only Santana and Israel at the moment. The two of their finances together could support her for a good while.

Anywho, Bria spoke on the phone with her sister during the time it took her to cook dinner-which was just fried cabbage. Mixed with the cabbage was green and red peppers, smoked turkey sausage, turkey bacon, and shrimp. She also made some sweet honey cornbread as the side.

She usually made cabbage as a side too but her loaded cabbage always felt like more of a main entree rather than just the side, so she decided not to make any friend chicken with it this time.

"'Preciate that mama." Israel took his plate from her, sitting up against her headboard.

"I have sodas, sweet tea, strawberry lemonade and Gatorades. What do you want to drink?" She asked him, putting some napkins on the nightstand that was nearest him.

"Water is cool." He said, and she smacked her lips at how boring his drink choice was, but still went to go grab a bottle from her refrigerator.

When she came back, she laid next to him in the bed with her phone opened to the twitter app. She felt him looking at her even after she passed him his water, causing her to look up. "What?"

"You ain't gon' eat?"

"No. I always snack while I cook and by the time I finish cooking ion even be hungry no more." She chuckled at herself since she did the same thing literally every time she cooked, and Israel shook his head at her.

"Well I 'preciate you for cooking for me." He leaned his head over, and she tilted hers up so that she could return his kiss.

"You welcome baby."

Didn't know how to end this but when do I ever lol