Young Gifted And Black Big Daddy Kane Novels & Stories

The funniest thing is I now feel so insecure. I move to the basement parking lot where the cars and my men are waiting and I get into the first one and we go immediately. After all this is over, I'm going to be with my wife and baby. I'm doing this for them. I love them so fucking much. "Boss, the warehouse is in a mile." Kane says. "We'll stop in half a mile." I say and he nods. I take out my guns and switch on my earpiece.

He stood up, pacing the bedroom like a caged lion, muscles tense under his skin. “His name is **Victor Kane**,” Damien continued, voice tight. “We grew up in the same neighborhood. He was two years older than me. Always the golden boy — rich family, good looks, natural charisma. His father owned a small construction company. Victor thought he was destined for greatness. When I started building Blackwood Holdings from nothing, he laughed at me. Called me a street rat trying to play in the big leagues.” Damien stopped pacing and looked at me, eyes burning with old resentment.

His right fist took most of the hit, battered skin and dried blood. “It doesn’t hurt so bad.” he brushes my hand away, I pick it up, gently. “Are you going to be honest with me now?” My voice is void of any emotion, fingers cleaning out the cuts. “Yes.” he takes a deep breath, and I know this must be important to him, whatever he has to say, it is important to me too. “The clients–– The Jefferson's, Mark Jefferson, Dina Jefferson, Tia and Hunter, and their dog, Choco.”

Black gestured to the guy with a hair color close to black. "His codename is Zeke." Mr. Black turned towards the tanned boy with butterscotch brown hair, he had childishness written all over his face. "Ah and this fellow here is Jay. Don't be fooled by his face, he's already 22. I once thought that he was still in high school when we did the interview." Avyanna slightly raised an eyebrow. Oh, she actually thought he was underage. "He's best in any kind of guns-"

and the young black asshole smirked as he ranted away, "Damned fine nigger loving bitch gonna get a lot of black cock from now on. You want me back tomorrow bitch?" "Oh god yes, please." "Too bad you're already knocked up bitch, else this load would give you a black bun in your oven. Here it comes bitch, take it all." His cum splashing her insides must have been the touch needed to set her off because she had an orgasm. The kid pulled out of Lexy and I almost laughed out loud. His cock wasn't as big as mine and I wondered what all that "Big black cock" shit was all about. The kid dangled his limp noodle in front of Lexy's face and said, "You want some more black cock bitch? Then get over her

The 'Destroyer' is starting to wake up. "Next time," Killian told his daughter, "Wait until you're off-camera. I’ll teach you how to scramble the sensors." "Killian Blackwood!" I groaned. "You are going to raise a super-villain!" "No," Killian said, pulling me close and kissing my forehead. "I'm raising a Blackwood. And the world better get used to it." As we walked to the car, I looked at my two children. The Golden Boy and the Shadow Girl.

Todd asks. I look and Kyra isn’t even paying attention to them. Figures she has probably been around them for years. Kade looks very unimpressed when the huge black panther plops down in his lap. “Nightshade get off me you are too fucking heavy,” Kade tells the beast.

She didn’t mind her dad and uncle calling her punkin but not in front of strangers, especially visiting Alpha’s. “Uncle, please stop calling me that in front of others.” She whined as he pulled her into a tight hug, making her blush. “Gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to our top warrior, trainer, and my beautiful niece, Kydence.” He looked at her with such pride. And my nephews, Kasper, and Kruz. Kids, this is Alpha Connor BlackPaw from the BlackPaw Mountain pack, his head trainer, Tyler Samuels and his younger brother and Beta, Dakota.” He said as Connor greeted them shaking their hands.

They are tipped in black, of course, instead of the basic white. “They were girls who had connections in the MC world, which was the way we were hired by Grimm.” “Right. So let's take the bike Daddy Tee.” I bat my long dark false lashes at him. The calm Cajun shakes his purple head at me. “I see where you are going. Fine, but don’t call me Daddy.” “Sounded wrong to me, too. I thought of Jase when the word ‘daddy’ left my lips.” Tee chuckles and then says, “I get it. Ryder be Daddy.”

It turns out people-watching was just what I needed. "Okay... I say she needs to be his daughter. She looks way too young to be anything else," Zane speculates. Aww, daddy Zane is so innocent. I guess he didn't learn from his own experience that age is just a number once you turn eighteen. "She is his arm candy, that's for sure," I declare confidently. "He is the sugar daddy." "I say you are wrong." I turn back to Zane, finding him using a napkin to ensure my cutlery is cleaned before placing it back before me. He is thoughtful. My chest warms, but I want to focus on these two people before appreciating him.