Tell The Truth.
A collab with terrencextaraji
"Someone like Lucious can't understand something like this." Carol's concerned proclamation continued to plague Cookie's mind as she made her way up the stairs after refusing to listen to her little sister's advice. "You can't tell him nothing." Lucious would understand...he had to.
When Cookie slowly trudged toward the guest room that they had set up for Andre, she poked her head around the corner to see Lucious clutching onto their son's hand, his head resting on the cotton bedsheets. She remained silent, not wanting to alert Lucious of his presence just yet. She chewed on her bottom lip before slowly retreating backward, acting the coward. The scene was too precious to break up just to confess her betrayal. She trudged up to their bedroom and scrubbed herself in the shower while cursing her impulsive tendencies.
"Just do it, bitch." She whispered to herself as she paced up and down in their bedroom, tightening the dressing gown robe around her body. "He'll understand." She mumbled, nodding her head, firmly, wanting to believe her own motivation speech. "Who am I kidding? He ain't gonna understand."
Lucious Lyon, the petty King, understanding? As if. Cookie scoffed and dragged her hands down her face. The man was too sensitive. 'What a fucking mess you've gotten yourself into, Cookie.'
Cookie shook her hands and nodded her head. "OK, OK. Just rip the band-aid off," she muttered as she walked toward Andre's room. She sighed when reaching Andre's room to see Lucious gone. As she leaned against the doorframe and stared at her son, a frown marred her face. 'My poor baby' she pouted as she took in his sunken hollow eyes, chapped lips, and pale skin. Her heart hurting at the sight. If she could take his place....his pain, she would. Lord knows she would.
She looked over her shoulder and softly smiled when a beautiful melody hummed through the house. She followed the tune to the living room and watched her husband playing in the dark with a glass of bourbon resting on top of the piano. He was completely in the zone, his back rocking back and forth as his fingers moved effortlessly against the keyboards.
Here goes nothing. She knew her husband was a prideful man and his possible inability to understand why she had gone to Damon's hotel room could destroy their marriage and inevitably it would her fault. All because she had thought the worst of him. But who could blame her? With all the heartache she had suffered at his hands, two years of sheer bliss seemed too good to be true.
"Lucious," she called out. When she met with silence, she clicked her tongue. He was caught in the melody...physically there but mentally his mind was deep in the music. She cleared her throat and called his name out louder. "Lucious...Baby!" she clapped her hands to capture his attention.
Damn old man...hard of hearing.
The melody abruptly stopped, and Lucious turned around to smile sweetly at Cookie. She could see the uncertainty in his eyes about whether or not she was still furious with him over the Treasure situation. After hearing the girl's confession, her persistent proclamations that Lucious had done nothing wrong, Cookie wanted to get her clown outfit out of the wardrobe and parade around the city. She had be so wrapped in her emotions of festering anger and mistrust in her man, that she had stupidly thought Lucious had gone and betrayed her...with Treasure of all people!
She struggled to return the smile, anxious about the conversation, and most likely argument, that about to take place. She watched him watch her with his eyebrows knitted together with concern. He moved to the side and patted the space beside him on the stool. Cookie pinched her lips together and came to sit next to her husband.
Wrapping an arm around her waist, Lucious spoke first. "Baby, we've gotta talk."
Holding a hand up, Cookie nodded. "I know," she murmured, defeatedly. "I need to be honest with you."
He arched an eyebrow, concerned with the hesitance in her tone. "What is it, baby?" The softness of his voice made her feel even more guilty. "What?" he repeated, linking their hands together. He gave her a gentle squeeze of encouragement. "Talk to me." Why did he have to be so sweet?
Fidgeting with her wedding ring, she stared at the keys on the piano. "After I saw you with Treasure..."
Lucious' face hardened. He should've thrown that bitch on the floor the second she climbed onto his lap. 'That's what I get for being friendly', he thought, disdainfully.
"I wanted to hurt you so badly that I..." she swallowed the lump in her throat when his probing gaze refused to shift from her face. She couldn't get the words out without choking.
Lucious read between the lines and shot up to his feet. "Did you cheat on me?"
"No!" she shouted, immediately, turning around to watch his pace up and down, his fists clenching and unclenching. "But I went to." Her head dropped in shame. "I wanted to." She whispered. When he went to storm out of the room, Cookie jumped to her feet and grabbed his hand. "I'm sorry!" she cried out.
"You don't love me." He snapped, yanking his hand away from her. His eyes glossing over.
Tears ran down her cheeks. "I do!" she yelled back. "I couldn't go through with it because I love you!" Cookie cupped Lucious' forcing his furious hazel eyes to glare into hers. "Even though I thought you'd cheated on me with that...little girl," she spat, not wanting to call Treasure out of her name after the heartfelt conversation they had earlier. "I couldn't cheat. Please understand," she begged, stroking the tears streaming down his cheeks.
"I can't." He pulled her hands away from his face. "I've been good to you. I gave up my Empire, my legacy..." Cookie's eyes rolled skyward as her hands dropped from his cheeks.
"Oh, here we go," Cookie drawled. "Go on, Mr. Self Righteous Lyon, go on your usual tangent about how you did everything by yourself and that I helped with nothing because I was having a nice little vacation in Connecticut." She hissed with a dry laugh.
"Oh, and here you go with your 'I did seventeen years for this family, Lucious, so get on your knees and kiss my feet'!" He shouted back. Cookie threw her hands up and loudly sucked her teeth.
"Screw you!"
"No, who did you go to screw?" he questioned, stalking toward her. "Huh? Who were you ready to fuck up our marriage...our family for?!"
"Damon Cross!" she yelled. Her eyes gleamed with satisfaction when her husband stopped running his mouth and paused. "He said to me, 'I'm not gonna chase you Cookie'." Cookie mocked Damon's deep, annoyingly overconfident voice with rolling eyes. "I thought, 'The hell does he think I am?' and then that night when I saw you with Treasure, I thought, 'what the hell? I keep chasing after you like Boo Boo the Fool so why don't I go and chase the man genuinely interested in me'."
One moment she's ranting, and the next Lucious' hand is around her throat, squeezing tight enough to show Cookie just how furious he is as his gaze burned red. Cookie arched an eyebrow, challenging him. He had some fucking audacity. She sucked her teeth and wrapped her hand around his wrist.
"Genuinely interested?" Lucious seethed. "I fucking married you, Cookie. I love you! What more do you want?" He snapped. His hot breath fanning her face. "I've been good to you, and in return, you think I'd cheat on you? You didn't want to stick to hear my explanation? Just assumed the worst and went to fuck to some bum nigga in retaliation."
"Can you blame me?" She whispered with a heavy sigh. "You've hurt me so many times, Lucious. I trust you and then some bullshit happens that makes me regret. I saw you with Treasure and it just...I thought about all the times you'd hurt me with Anika, and Giuliana and whatever bitch you divorced me in prison for and I got so angry thinking that you were about to do me dirty again." His hand loosened around her neck. "I'm sorry for letting the past ruin our present." She stepped around him, ready to leave, all her energy drained.
"You just gon' walk away? Again?"
Cookie didn't bother turning around. "What else is there to say?"
Lucious snatched her up and pinned her against the wall. Their chests rose up and down, heavily. "What else is there to say?" he repeated, seething. Cookie kissed her teeth as she struggled to get her hands out of his tight grasp above her head. "Did you think he'd make you feel as good as I do?" he whispered into her ear. She sharply inhaled when he sucked on her lobe before trailing down her neck. She felt her defensive weaken with every suck and nip to her skin...the damn bastard. "Did you fool yourself into believing he could set your soul on fire like I do?" He used his knee to spread her legs apart and massaged her pussy through her moist panties.
Cookie groaned and snapped her eyes shut in a poor attempt to stop the heat pooling between her thighs. "Fool myself? Have you saw the man's hands? I know he'd be able to work his way around my body."
He growled. "Don't test me."
Smiling cynically, Cookie boldly exclaimed; "Hey, if me and Damon had met a few years ago, you could've been calling me Mrs. Cross,"
"That's it," Lucious hissed before hauling Cookie over his shoulder. Cookie pounded on his back as he led them toward the stairs. "Shut up before you wake Dre." He snapped, smacking her ass.
She yelped before quietening. "You're a bastard."
"Yeah, I love you, too."
A ghost of a smile played on her lips at the retort. She knew he loved her, but it was nice to hear it, especially in a moment like this. He threw her down onto the bed and pulled her shorts and panties down to the floor. Cookie sucked in a sharp breath as he fisted the back of her top.
"I'm not going to be gentle." He forewarned as his tip teased her entrance. Cookie licked her lips. She was wetter than the ocean down there...she didn't need any foreplay tonight.
"I ain't asking you to be."
She didn't need to look at him to know he was smirking at her response. A long groan rang out through their bedroom from her mouth when Lucious plunged inside. His hand pushed down on her back, arching her as he beat her pussy up from behind. He showed no mercy with every thrust. The sound of skin slapping and macaroni stirring filled the room, alongside heavy pants and airy moans.
"Lucious," she moaned out, attempting to pull away from his punishing thrusts as she gripped the bedsheets tightly.
He slapped her ass roughly, sure to leave her sore. "Aht, don't run!" he snapped with a low growl. "Where's all that mouth gone, huh?" he questioned, wrapping his hand around her neck.
"Oh, Lucious...shit, please, Daddy," she cried out.
Sweat beaded on her forehead as his thick length continued to pound into her. Her legs grew weak orgasm after orgasm. Flattening her on the bed, Lucious kissed up her back to her neck. He sucked her earlobe into her mouth as he slowly thrust into her from the side. Cookie couldn't take the pleasure anymore. As her mouth hung open, her body in sensory overdrive, Lucious kissed her deeply, sliding his tongue into her mouth. She could take the liquor on his tongue as she silently groaned into his mouth.
Flipping them over, Lucious rose her hands just above her head and wrapped his hands around her wrists as he slowly moved inside of her. Her legs wrapped around his waist as they moved together in sync. He stopped moving just before she could come. Her wide eyes snapped to his from rolling around in pleasure. "What was that shit you were saying about Damon?"
"I was just playing." she pouted.
"If I see that nasty nigga again, I'mma shoot him." He vowed. Cookie leaned up to kiss the corner of his mouth. "I don't want you around him again."
Her eyes narrowed. "I'm a grown-ass woman, don't tell me what to dooo," Lucious' rolled his hips, cutting off her smart mouth. "I'm sorry, Daddy!" She bit his lip, getting his attention as his hazel eyes stared down into hers. "I love you."
He sucked his teeth. "I love you, too, baby," he murmured, letting her hands go. With a smile, she curled her arms around his neck. "But we ain't done yet." He announced before he pulled out just to plunge back in.
Cookie moaned, loudly, and cried out his name.
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This one twas a struggle but thanks to my girl, I did it!