My Ratchet Secret

My Ratchet Secret

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  Introduction

  I have a question for you ladies. What would you do to marry the man of your dreams? Would you be willing to risk everything for love? I did, the day I met my fiancé I knew he was my soul mate. And I was willing to do whatever it took to get him no matter what the cost. My name is Pebbles and this is my story.

  Hard Letting Go

  “Damn I miss my baby sis” Adrian agonized as he laid fresh roses and carnations on his sister Tasha’s grave. “I swear I would give up a limb to have her back again,” he cried.

  “Come on bae; let’s head back to the car.”

  I placed a comforting hand on his shoulder as I tried to coax him away from the grave site.

  “The shit just makes me mad as hell!” he sobbed. “I live for the day they catch the son of a bitch who did this to her.”

  Adrian’s grief turned to anger each time he thought about his sister being robbed and stabbed to death in her own driveway. Even though there was nothing he could do he still blamed himself for not being there for her.

  From the time his baby sister was born his grandfather had instilled in him the importance of taking care of family. He told him “no matter what, always protect your sister and your momma.” Those were paw paw’s words that he tried his damndest to live by.

  His grandfather was a proud man with old southern values. He believed in taking care of home first. He was old school in the mentality that women were the weaker sex and needed someone to watch out for them. For that very reason he wouldn’t hesitate to bust a cap at any nigga that thought about screwing over any of his sister’s. And he carried these same teaching down to his own sons and grandsons.

  Adrian enlisted in the Army when he was fresh out of high school. His visit home on his 28th birthday would be the last time he would see his sister alive.

  “I should have listened to paw paw, I should have protected her.”

  “Bae how long are you going to keep blaming yourself? What could you have possibly done differently if you were there?”

  “I could have helped her out more financially so she wouldn’t have to depend on them sorry muthafuckas she use to deal with. Maybe she could have moved out the ghetto to a safer neighborhood…. every time you look up somebody was getting killed over there.”

  It was true; she lived in one of the most dangerous neighborhoods on the west side. Stabbings and shooting were norm and pretty much went unsolved due to the city’s high crime rate.

  I wanted to tell my fiancé that a person could be a target anywhere but I knew it would fall on deaf ears. It was useless, he was hell bent on blaming himself. My only mission was to get him home and to try and cheer him up.

  My plan was to grab something quick to eat on the way home and spend the rest of the day deciding on who I wanted to be my bride’s maids in my wedding. I had finally landed the man of my dreams and I wanted my wedding day to be perfect. That would all have to be put on hold at least for tonight. My man needed some special attention and I knew just the thing to make him feel better.

  Cater To You

  “Damn bae I told you all this wasn’t necessary. I’m cool.” Adrian took a deep breath and eased down into the hot bath I had drawn for him. He leaned back and let out a sigh of relief as the jets pulsated away the tension of the day.

  “It wasn’t necessary but you haven’t passed up anything up so far” I giggled playfully. That included the steak and king crab I threw down on for dinner. Now it was time for desert, freaky style.

  “Hush girl, come on in here and join me.”

  “Not yet daddy,” with that I winked and sashayed out of the room.

  I returned with a double shot of Remy, a fat blunt and a stack of ones. “This should hold you over till I get back,” I cooed.

  Adrian reveled in the fact that this meant I was going to shake that ass for him. The portable stripper pole was still up from a few weeks ago, but he had no idea he was going to get treated again so soon.

  Once I was back in our master suite I took a toke off of my own weed pipe before slipping into a crotchless fishnet cat suit and red thigh high patent leather boots. My girl Soon Lee had hooked me up with the baddest China doll lace front that money could buy. It was silky straight and jet black with Chinese bangs and it swung at an impressive 26 inches. Nothing was too good for my boo. I had been paying on this wig for three months and finally got her out the layaway.

  Before long I queued up the music.

  “Make it rain trick.”

  “Make it make it rain trick.”

  “Aww shit!” Adrian howled as I twerked my way in the room before dropping it low. “These hoes don’t have shit on my baby!”

  With that he stood up revealing his stiff 10 inches of manhood as he made it rain while I clapped my ass and made it bounce with a precision that would have made any stripper jealous.

  No matter how many times he saw me naked he was always smitten. I was truly one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen; at least that’s what he told me. I stood at an even 5’8 inches and had curves for days. He told me that I had the most voluptuous ass he had ever seen on such a slim frame. Most women had to slave at the gym for what came natural to me. I had full sexy lips and a pair of bedroom eyes that would make any brotha stop in his tracks. And my cocoa brown skin was as supple as a baby’s ass. That was one of the things that he says he loves about his baby was the fact of how meticulous I am with my skincare regimen.

  Shit as far as he was concerned I was the best of the best. He had never had a woman to cater to him the way I did. All his friends were envious at the fact that I would get up every morning an hour before he did to make sure I looked my best. By the time he was done getting ready for work I would have his breakfast made before getting myself ready for work.

  My head game was on point and we won’t even go there on the good good. He would be a damn fool not to wife this.

  It had gotten to the point where he couldn’t take it any longer. He was hard as a rock and ready to tap this ass.

  “Damn you sexy as fuck, imma tear that ass up” he bellowed as emerged from the tub and walked towards me. The steam arose from his glistening biceps.

  He raked his belongings to the side on the dresser, picked me up and sat me in front of him. He dropped to knees and began fondling my full C cups before finally releasing them and teasing my nipples through the net. I arched my back as he slid his tongue in my mouth before moving over to my neck. I was sopping wet at this point. My pussy throbbed as he worked his way down with his full lips sucking on my erect nipples. He tore at the opening in my body stocking to make it large enough for him to enter and to finger my wetness.

  “Ohh bae that feels so good,” I moaned.

  Adrian was so aroused from my performance there wasn’t going to be any playing around tonight. It was time to get
down to business. After we stood He slammed me against the wall, lifted my leg and plunged his thick dick deep inside of me.

  “Oh shit! It feels sooo good” I whimpered. I had been waiting for this dick all day and this nigga was putting it down!

  Before I knew it he had spun me around and bent me over. His hands roamed freely over my smooth round ass, gripping and spanking as he drove his dick deep between my legs. I let out a moan as his thick manhood sunk inch by inch into my starving hot slit.

  I bounced my ass against him to meet his thrusts. The more I groaned the more he fucked me hard and mercilessly causing my tits to bounce uncontrollably. The walls of my pussy were stretched to their limit as Adrian’s dick grew with each stroke. Pretty soon I was stuck by wave after wave of ecstasy as my pussy pulsated from a massive orgasm.

  “Your pussy is so fucking tight and good” Adrian grunted as he lost control as began to thrust me deeply.

  “Fuck me hard daddy” I whimpered. He started pumping me at lightning speed, eventually letting out a howl as he exploded inside of me. My snatch was like a vice grip milking every drop of cum he expelled.

  Once we had finished I lay across Adrian’s lap and basked in the moment.

  “Damn bae you sure know how to take my mind off of shit that’s bothering me.”

  “It was no big deal you know I don’t mind taking care of you,” I responded while lightly stroking his thigh.

  “And that’s the very reason I’m gonna try my best to make you the happiest woman in the world once we get married,” he replied.

  “You already do that now, the ring will just make it official. I have so much planning to do. I need to be working on the invitations as we speak.”

  “Speaking of that; baby when are you going to talk to your family? You keep promising me that I’m going to get to meet them but you keep putting it off.”

  This was the only thing that gave Adrian cold feet about marrying me. He had yet to meet my family. If it were any one of his friends he would tell them that this was a huge red flag and to proceed with caution, however when it came to his own situation he failed to practice what he preached.

  However in his mind it wasn’t without good reason. I measured up to everything he was looking for in a woman. I was funny, smart, beautiful, educated and sensitive all rolled into one sexy package. I never hesitated to take care of his needs inside the bedroom and out. He knew my parents were deceased as well as my maternal grandmother who raised me. And so that only left my cousins and a few aunts and uncles that I wasn’t really close with.

  Regardless of this fact Adrian still wanted to meet the family that I did have and invite them to the wedding. He had come from a close knit family so he told me couldn’t imagine what it must be like losing my parents so young.

  “I keep putting it off because as I’ve said on many occasions I really don’t deal with them like that. The few aunts that I was close to I haven’t spoken to in years. We just kinda grew apart,” I responded hoping Adrian would change the subject.

  “Bae, promise me you will call them tomorrow.”

  “I tell you what, I have the day off so I will make it my point to try and catch up with someone. Maybe one of my cousins has some contact numbers.”

  Adrian leaned down and kissed me on the forehead. “Thanks baby, you won’t be sorry. Just wait and see. They will probably be glad to hear from you.”

  I nodded my head reassuringly. “You’re probably right.”

  Family Ties

  After preparing Adrian’s breakfast and seeing him off to work I poured myself a shot of cognac and began to pace the floor. The conversation from the night before had me beyond vexed. I began slamming pots and pans around the kitchen and