by Nene Capri
“I want you to let me go,” she stated as her body began heating up.
“Gimme a kiss and I’ll let you go,” Boa asked, towering over her.
“You can kiss my ass.”
“I wanna kiss that too.”
“Boa. Let me go.”
“Either you gonna give or I’ma take.” He continued to squeeze her tight and suck that hot spot on her neck.
Needing him to stop before shit got outta control, she submitted. KoKo turned her face to his and allowed his lips to find hers. Boa kissed her deep and passionately. When he heard a small moan come from her mouth, he slowly released her hands and began rubbing her breasts. KoKo rested her hands on his chest as he began to slide his hand between her legs.
Just as things seemed to be going his way, KoKo backed up. “You got what you asked for and then some. Now get out my office before I change my mind about my plan A.”
“What? You was going to put a toe tag on a nigga?” he asked then chuckled, looking at her like he wanted to eat her up.
“Maybe.”
“I got something you can hang something on.”
“Run a bitch her money. Until then, beat that shit,” she said, looking down at his bulging print. Then she walked off.
Boa chuckled. He loved KoKo’s attitude and damn sure knew what to do with it.
“I’ma run something all right.” He walked out her office. To carry out her request, he figured he would go with Night and redeem himself by making the Boss’s pockets swell. He knew he had to make shit right and he knew just how to do it.
*****
“I wish you would have come to me months ago,” Andres said to Boa as he offered him a cigar.
“No thank you,” Boa said, looking around the coffee shop. He felt like he was stuck in a godfather movie. Everybody had on suits and pinky rings.
“So Boa. Do you think you can talk to KoKo about letting you join us?” He sat, pulling on his cigar.
“I’m my own man.”
“Good. I think it will be worth your while.” He waved over a husky man dressed in all black. The man set a bag in front of Boa.
“I will say this. It’s not KoKo you need to be worried about. It’s those greasy ass Russians.”
“Don’t worry about them. I have a little plan for Vladimir.”
Boa looked at all the neatly stacked bills inside. “This is good for a start.” He zipped it up, stood and prepared to leave.
“Don’t cross me,” Andres warned.
“Don’t cross me,” Boa responded. “If you keep your word, I won’t break mine.”
“We will see,” Andres said as he continued to puff.
Boa headed to his car with the first leg of his plan in action.
-29-
Let’s Play
KoKo had just gotten out the shower, put on her pajama set, and laid across her bed. She had been running for weeks, and the comfort of her pillow top mattress felt like heaven. She closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and began dozing off. Just as sleep began to settle in, her phone vibrated on the nightstand. She started not to even move, but with all the shit that had been going on, she figured she should at least check the ID. She grabbed the phone and looked at the screen. “Shit!” It was Boa. She reluctantly answered, still upset with him for that bullshit he had been pulling.
“Yes,” she said drowsily into the phone.
“Get dressed. I’m about to come get you.”
KoKo could hear his car radio playing like it was the middle of the afternoon. From what she could guess, he was close. “Boa. I’m sleepy. Let me get at you tomorrow.”
“Nah, ma. I need to see you. I got that package.”
“Boa, tomorrow.”
“It ain’t up for discussion. I’ll be there in a minute.” He hung up.
KoKo looked at the phone, threw it across the bed, and laid her head down. Closing her eyes, she started to let that nigga come over for nothing. But as the seconds ticked on, she thought, fuck it! She jumped up and put on a short skirt, a T-shirt, and a pair of Pajar boots. She tucked her gun in the gun holster in the small of her back. Then she combed her hair, brushed her teeth, grabbed a wad of money and headed to the door. When she reached the living room, her cell started vibrating. “I’m coming,” she stated in the phone with a slight attitude.
“Hurry up,” he shot back and then hung up.
“This muthafucka love to hang up on people,” she said and opened the door.
When she emerged from the building, Boa was sitting in his car, music bumping and pulling on a blunt, looking sexy as usual.
KoKo stood by the car and looked at him. Boa turned slowly toward the window, looked her up and down and then hit the locks.
“Why the fuck you ain’t open the door?” she blurted as she slid in the seat and slammed the door.
“Don’t be slamming my shit. Learn to have some patience,” Boa said.
“Look, you called me out in the middle of the fucking night. I could have been in my bed.”
“I’ma make it worth your while.” He smiled at her as he looked down at those sexy legs. Before he pulled off, he reached in his glove box and handed her an envelope full of money. KoKo took it and laid it on her lap. Boa gave her that sneaky grin, and shifted the gear into drive and pulled off, tires screeching.
As they drove block after block, KoKo sat back and relaxed. She took in all the New York nightlife. People were still scurrying back and forth, and so were the many cars and taxi’s speeding and blowing their horns. She thought, There’s always something to see in the city that never sleeps. Boa passed KoKo the blunt. They smoked and talked and laughed for over an hour. When they got to Chinatown, silence fell over the car once again. They both enjoyed the lights. After crossing the bridge approaching Flatbush Avenue, KoKo yelled out, “Oh shit! Junior’s! I need some cheesecake.”
“Later. I need something else sweet on my tongue,” Boa said as his mouth started to water at the thought of KoKo’s pussy dancing on the tip of his tongue.
KoKo looked over at him and her thoughts were confirmed. This nigga had her out in the middle of the night to get some pussy.
He drove to Lafayette, turned left, and then made a few turns and was at the opening of Greenview Park. He pulled into a parking space and got out. When he opened her door and extended his hand, she looked at him like he was crazy.
“What?” she said, all indignant with her arms folded and head tilted to the side.
“Come on. I got you.”
KoKo looked around at the trees. “I don’t do parks.”
“Stop being so fucking tough and come on.” He took her by the wrist.
“I’ma come, but if you got some bullshit up your sleeve, I’ma put something hot in that ass.”
“Oh, you will cum. I promise you that,” Boa stated with his deep, sexy voice as he pulled her from the car and into his arms. Placing light kisses on her neck and caressing her back, he hit the alarm and released her from his grip. He took her hand and walked her to his destination. When they reached the swings, he sat down and pulled her between his legs.
“You brought me out here in the middle of the night to play on the swings.”
“Shhhh . . .you talk too much.” Boa grabbed KoKo and held her tightly in his arms. It had been days since he had had a good dose of her. KoKo wrapped her arms around his neck as he placed soft wet kisses along her neck and collarbone. His hands moved strategically along her back and butt, finding their way between her thighs. When he realized she didn’t have on any panties, his dick got rock instantly. “Let me find out you out here in the middle of the night without no panties on.”
“A real bitch stay ready,” she shot back as she began to heat up.
“That’s what the fuck I’m talking about. Put your foot here. Let me show you why they really call me Boa,” he commanded.
KoKo placed her foot on the side of Boa. He grabbed her other leg, pulling her up to stand over him. Her pussy was at face level. She h
eld onto the chains as he reached under her skirt and placed his face between her legs and inhaled. KoKo looked down at him, savoring her scent and became wetter by the second. Boa reached up, placing his arms around the chains and palmed her ass with both hands. Then he placed his hot mouth right on her clit and began to suck gently. With KoKo right where he wanted her, he kicked off with his feet causing the swing to rock. She held on tight as he sucked harder. Boa picked up speed while giving her some wicked tongue action.
The more she moaned, the harder he sucked and the faster he swung. When the contractions came on, KoKo gripped the chains tighter. It felt as if her hands had become one with them. “I’m about to cum, Boa,” she moaned as he continued to take her higher.
When she could take no more, she began to cum long and hard. Boa licked and sucked as her juices rained all over his mouth. She felt like she had risen out of her body. As Boa brought the swing to a stop, he removed his hands from her butt and opened his pants, releasing the dragon. KoKo laid her head on her arm, closed her eyes and enjoyed the warm breeze on her skin and the moonlight that beamed through the trees.
Boa placed his feet firmly to the ground. He pulled KoKo down, placing her legs behind him as he slid up in her wetness. As he guided her up and down on that steel, he began whispering in her ear, “I’m falling in love with you. I need you in my life.”
“Loving me is dangerous,” she whispered in his ear.
“And not having you is impossible.”
KoKo just rode that dick in search for her spot. Boa pushed off again sending the swing cruising back and forth. She held on tightly to his neck as he grinded deep inside her.
“Ahhh . . .ssss . . .” she moaned as the intensity of her pleasure heightened.
He held her firmly in place as he played with her spot. “I need you, baby. I need you,” he whispered.
“I’m about to cum,” she whispered in his ear and then bit into his neck. She sucked, causing Boa to bounce her faster on his dick bringing her orgasm on strong. They swung back and forth, panting until they both released.
KoKo heaved in and out trying to catch her breath as Boa placed passionate kisses all over her face.
“You know I’m not letting you go,” he confessed.
KoKo didn’t respond. She was high as hell, just enjoying their moment together. After a few more minutes, Boa lifted her, allowing her to stand up. He placed himself back in his pants and stood as well.
Boa stared at KoKo’s half opened eyes. He wrapped his arms around her and said, “So you like the park now?”
“That shit was boss.”
“Let’s get the fuck outta here so I can go put those sexy ass legs over my shoulder. I want to get to the bottom of some shit.”
“That’s what the fuck I’m talking about. Come on and let me show you why they really call me the Boss.”
Boa chuckled, grabbing KoKo by the waist and walking her back to the car.
*****
Around six in the morning, Boa was awakened from his sleep by KoKo moaning out Kayson’s name and tossing and turning back and forth. He quickly turned on the light and began shaking her from her nightmare, “Baby. Baby. Wake up.”
KoKo jumped out of her sleep and wrestled around, looking both confused and fearful. Sweat dripped down her forehead and temples. She panted, breathing hard.
As she tried to calm herself down, she put her hands up to her face and wiped sweat from her brow. “I’m fine,” she said, getting off the bed and heading toward the bathroom. Once inside, she turned on the water and sat on the side of the tub as she ran the memories through her mind. Once she calmed down, she ran water over her face and then exited the bathroom. She moved around Boa’s room, gathering her things.
“Hold up, ma. Where you going?”
She put on her skirt and one of Boa’s T-shirts and her boots. “I’ll hit you later,” she said as she headed to the door.
“You gotta stop letting that nigga haunt you, KoKo,” Boa yelled as he grabbed the blanket and threw it up on the bed. He lay back, wondering if chasing KoKo was really worth it.
-30-
Pit Shop
The next day KoKo was back on the road. Running from her demons had become the order of the day. After KoKo ran through the trap spots, she headed to the club, pleased at how successful Golden Paradise turned out. The club was always packed, and the girls were turning niggas over for money every night.
At twelve midnight, KoKo pulled up to the club. Her usual routine was in and out. She would check in once a week on any given night and just look around, receive messages, and give orders. This particular night she felt funny. All night she kept getting sinking sensations in her stomach, so she decided to meet Goldie in her office to get the intel she needed. She gave her ten thousand dollars to hit the girls, Zori, Porsha, and Shameezah with a bonus because she had been hearing good things. After she concluded the conversation, she planned on moving out, but remembered something she needed to impress upon Goldie.
“Yo, make sure you let them bitches know this is an increase for ‘your effort pay’, not vacation pay. So don’t make me have to go back on my good will and put my foot up somebody’s ass.”
“Oh shit.” Goldie laughed.” You crazy as hell, KoKo.”
“Let them bitches start slippin’ and they’ll see crazy. Sheeit… I don’t play with two things.”
Goldie cut in. “What’s that, KoKo?”
“My money and my man. Don’t fuck with my pockets or slide on my dick, and we good.”
“I. Hear. That,” Goldie said and slapped KoKo’s hand three times.
“Look, I’m about to bounce. I got some shit to handle.” She stood to leave.
“A’ight. Can you roast a stem with a bitch first? I got some of that Hawaiian gold already rolled.”
“Shit, don’t threaten me with a good time. You are exhaling when you should be inhaling. Like Goodie Mob said, ‘Put some fire to the ass end of that weed’.”
Goldie burst out laughing. “Girl, you better not ever change.” She grabbed the blunt, lit it up, and they hit it until it was all ash.”
KoKo grabbed a bottle of water off the wet bar and took a couple swigs. “Good lookin’, I’ll get at you tomorrow.” She headed to the door.
“Cool,” Goldie responded as she watched KoKo walk out her office. She jumped up, stretched, and said, “Let me go watch these bitches, so you won’t have to give me some foot work.”
KoKo chuckled as she headed down the steps and for the exit. When she reached the front door, some chick was posted up looking her squarely in the eyes. KoKo quickly took inventory of all the bitch’s features and noticed a tattoo on her foot in Chinese writing and a white leather watch with rubies and diamonds in the face that looked like the Michelle watch she had at home. KoKo moved to the door, thinking, Let me hold onto that info. I might need that for something. She proceeded out the door. On her way to her car, she whispered two words to the bouncer and then slapped his ass.
“Keep that up and I’m going to have to take you home with me.”
“And where yo’ bitch gonna sleep?” KoKo shot back, causing the first couple of girls on line to ooohh and laugh.
“You got that,” Chico yelled as she moved past the crowd.
KoKo was done entertaining, so she just smoothed off to her car. She looked around and then jumped in her car, which was always parked a few spots back from the door. In her mind, she went over the conversation she had with Rock the other day and how she should deal with him wanting more than a friendship. KoKo popped the trunk and grabbed a pair of sneakers. Then she slammed the trunk closed.
Once positioned in the driver’s seat, she started the engine. While adjusting the mirror, a small SUV pulled up behind her with lights bright as hell. She couldn’t make out the car or the driver. But shit didn’t sit right, so she cracked the door slightly and slid her shoes off. Kayson’s warning came to her as if he sat right next to her. If you see danger prepare for war. She kept her
eyes on the rearview mirror and slowly reached for her nine and took off the safety.
As she prepared to go hard with whomever it was, two figures approached from each side of the rear of the car.
She eased her left leg up so it was in her seat. KoKo said, “These muthafuckas must think I’m a fucking fool. Well, they got to bring some ass to get some.” One of the nigga’s moved on her passenger side, running fast and the other guy crept toward her driver side window. Both dudes wore hoodies, so she couldn’t get a good look at their faces. She put her hand on the passenger seat, maintaining a firm grip on the gun. Then she heard the nigga on her side speak.
“Yo, bitch, you KoKo?” a deep voice asked.
“In the flesh, muthafucka.” She kicked the door open, hitting him and causing him to fall back. His gun went off striking KoKo in the side. At the same time, she let off several rounds at the other guy, hitting him in the stomach. He fired off three bullets before he hit the ground and his slugs hit the window inches from KoKo’s face.
The shots alerted the bouncer who came running to her car, guns out blasting.
The nigga driving the truck quickly backed up and tried to pull off, but her boys were right on his ass, sending bullets flying through the front window, hitting everything moving.
KoKo grabbed the Carbine 15 from the console and jumped out the car. The nigga she hit with the door was getting up from between the two cars where he hid from the rain of bullets. He tried to run, but made it only a few inches. KoKo pumped three of those 223s in him, blowing holes in his back and sending his guts flying out the front and onto the car in front of her. He slid down the car and then hit the ground all dismantled.
Chico said, “KoKo, you’re bleeding, ma. Let us get you inside.”
She said, “Check the truck. Make sure the only air that’s flowing through it is wind and not breath.”
When they got close to the truck, the back passenger door opened. A dude jumped out and took off running past KoKo’s car. She broke right behind him, pulled the Carbon and then blasted, hitting him in his right leg. He went down instantly. The crew was right on her heels. When they caught up to her, she was bent over the nigga in full question mode.