Right now, I was just trying to eat dinner so I could get on with the rest of my night. My wife had been nagging me to death saying I was not spending enough time with her so I was trying to show her differently.
I cut into my medium well grilled rib-eye steak with garlic mashed potatoes as I watched her eat her second slice of rich cheesecake. The only reason we were at this restaurant is because she loved the cheesecake and this was what she wanted to eat. It was safe to say that dinner was going well but of course that was short-lived.
Dream slammed her wine glass down on the table getting my attention. I was into my food.
“What the hell is wrong with you Dream? We are out in public and you acting ratchet as hell.”
“What’s wrong with me Case? You are my problem. All these bitches commenting and liking our pictures. They know I don’t like their asses. Kissy faces and eyes though, Case! I wish I thought you was fucking one of these damn birds.”
Ignoring her argument, I ate another roll and took a drink of my tea.
“Bitches always want what I got. I’ll fuck a bitch up about mine. You hear me Case Wallace!”
I put my jacket on and stood up pulling a knot of money out of my pockets before putting more than enough money on the table to cover the bill and tip. Dinner was over. I was finished. I was not about to cause a scene or argue with her in a crowded restaurant.
“So, you just going get up like we are done?”
“Look you can sit there and look stupid or you can get your ass up. Your choice but I’m out. I have moves to make.”
I know she didn’t sit her smart ass at the table too much longer. She snatched her oversized purse and followed behind me. Getting in the truck she continued with the shits. I stopped her right in the middle of her conversation. We were not in the public eye right now.
“Let’s get one thing straight. I am the man in this relationship. You are the woman so act like it. Don’t you ever go out and act like a low-class bitch ever as long as you’re with me. I don’t know what the fuck your problem is but you need to tighten up.”
“You got me looking stupid in these streets. I put in more work for you than your so-called friends. You out here fucking around on me Case! Bitches disrespecting me and shit.”
I merged on I-64 towards I-95 heading home. The faster I dropped her ass off the better my night would be. The only thing on my mind was money not this bullshit.
Looking out the corner of my eye she was crying hysterically.
Girl hold them fake ass tears. I was not here for it. I had already made my point but I was not going keep letting her ass off that easy.
“Look at you over there crying for nothing. Nobody did shit to you at all. You are the one that posted the shit now you want to get mad.”
“I can post whatever I want when I want to. You out here fucking around on me. You are never home. These hoes wouldn’t be just doing all this under the post for nothing.”
Now she was doing the ugly cry sliding down in the passenger seat acting like a spoiled brat. Lucky for me we would be home in a few minutes.
“Dream you know the life we live so all this shit comes with the territory.”
In no time, we were home and she was slamming the door stomping off into the house. Dream wanted me to argue with her but I was not about to do it! I did enough shit in the streets that I shouldn’t have to go through this at home. I left her in the bedroom arguing by herself with her made up scenarios. There was money to be made so she would be ok.
That night was just an example of one of many of nights where a simple dinner could go to the left. Looking over at my wife as she slept and being reminded of that petty incident was the reason that I didn’t invite Dream home with me to my sister’s graduation party.
Dream was light skinned with good hair. She swore to god that she was mixed with something. The only thing I believed she was mixed with was petty and crazy. She always wore way too much make up, to the point that MAC was overflowing on the dressers. As she slept she didn’t have any of her extra shit on, it was almost to the point I didn’t recognize her. Gone were the lashes and she made up face as she called the cows.
I couldn’t help but to think that it was a good thing I didn’t invite her. I never would have had the chance to meet Star.
Chapter 4
A thirsty bitch always wants what the next bitch has. That shit is getting to be a headache. I posted a few pictures of me on my man out and damn if females didn’t want to come out of nowhere being petty. They ruined what was supposed to be a much needed date night with me and Case.
Under the picture of me and my man there were comments like:
Hey bighead!
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And last but not least those ugly ass heart smileys!
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None of that would have bothered me but it did. When I saw that the only thing in my mind was a bitch saying that she wanted a piece of my man. That’s just the way I operate. To me everything is a competition and that’s how I viewed me against the world.
Case kept on trying to drill into my head that shit about if I didn’t want a broke man I was going to have to get used to a busy one. I could and would have respected it if his money was like that but it was not. Mind you I was the one running around here holding shit down for him. I was his A1 from day one and there would be no switching up now.
I let the shit go last night when Case dropped me off. I went home and carried my ass to bed. There was no need to keep going back and forth.
Here it was another night and love or money had not brought him home.
It was ok. I was just going to play my position.
This nigga knew when he met me that I was not the type of woman who was going to sit around and play homemaker. I was down to put in work like one of the niggas. Shit I packed a pistol and rode with them.
When me and Case linked up I was dancing at the club. Not as a stripper but shit if someone had thrown some dollars at my ass I would not have turned them down. I was paid to dance on the speakers. I knew of him and had heard of him so when he tried to get at me the rest was history.
Im not a prissy female by a long shot so there would never be any faking or putting on when it comes to me so what you see is what you get. To make a long story short we fucked on the first night and been together since for the last five years. I was all about my money so it was no need to waste time or beat around the bush with the relationship so down the road marriage followed.
I know it seems cliché but we really did have that Bonnie and Clyde kind of love affair. It was also no secret that me and Case were getting money. I was his right hand of sorts but now he was not including me in shit and I was going to find out what was the deal with that. Since our conversations were getting shorter they had to be getting longer with someone else; another reason why I had become so jelly and possessive. I just wanted things to get back to the way they used to be.
Rolling over in all my naked glory I kissed my baby on the lips, slipping my tongue in his mouth enjoying the way he palmed my ass and gripped my hips as our lips locked. Nothing felt better than those strong arms holding me tight. I had this nigga wrapped around my fingers.
If loving Mills is wrong I don’t want to be right.
Mills is Case’s plug. He is also a close friend of his.
I could not dwell on any of that because had he been taking care of home none of this would have happened. After growing tired of begging my husband for his time and affection, I found it in the bed of another man. This had only been going on for quite a while but it felt like something I could have forever.
Lying here in this bed I imagined what it would be like if I lived here every day. The house I lived in was nice but it had nothing on this one. I never would have married Case if Mills would have asked me to marry him first, instead he asked my sister Miami to marry him.
My older sister who got the nickname when she was living in Miami was his wife. She is the one who introduced
me and my man to Mills. She left his ass because he could not keep his dick out of side pussy. Sorry for sis that the bitch who kept him coming back was her own little sister.
As messed up as any of this may have sounded I did not care.
I was going to have my cake and eat it too and nobody was going to find out. After my sister left, her husband went and got another house in Prince George that she had no idea about. Her loss was my gain.
My biggest focus in life was getting money and getting a nut and right now my pussy was throbbing in anticipation waiting on Mills to slide that thickness in my center and give me what I was craving.
I straddled him as kisses were placed on my neck and breast. That shit drove me wild.
“Damn baby you know how to make a girl feel good.”
He said I always sound sexy and the sound of my voice always makes his dick hard.
“I try. Come on give me my pussy, Dream.”
He lay back on the pillows with his hands still on my hips enjoying his view. I spread my legs apart and touched my clit to the point that I cum all over my fingers. It feels so good I close my eyes as I bring myself to a sweet release.
Opening my eyes, he is smiling at me as he thrust deep into me. I gasp when I fill him stretching and filling me completely.
Tssssssssss.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmm.
I rock my hips side to side on his thickness.
In comparison to Case, Mills was okay with the dick. Mills was thick but not too long but that girth was everything baby. When I say he could fuck, he could fuck. When he hit this pussy I felt all his pent up frustration and strength as he knocked my pussy out in pure pleasure.
He fucked me in a trance every time. I didn’t have time to make love. I just wanted that soul shaking savage dick that he damn sure delivered.
As I rode him his hips met mine as he thrust upward meeting my strokes. I leaned forward and gripped the headboard as he held on to my waist for dear life drilling this pussy. He pushed my titties together and swallowed them in his mouth gently biting on them, rolling my nipples with his fingers. He sucked harder and he stroked me deeper.
My face contorted because everything felt too damned good. My moans were cheering him on as I told him how good he was making me feel. I was never too vocal during sex but he had me open in every way.
“Oh shit! Oh fuck! Damn daddy!”
In a raspy voice like Jeezy he whispered in my ear before sucking on my neck.
“Yeah bitch let that shit out. You like how daddy fucking this pussy?”
I couldn’t catch my breath as I said, “uh huh.”
He could keep this wild sex up and I was bound to be marked up from it.
“Fuck yes! Oh god!”
I came again.
I loved sexing Mills. He always made sure I was satisfied.
Slowly crawling off him I was well fucked. I wanted nothing more than to lay and chill all day.
By the time I came out of the bathroom he was asleep. I cleaned my man up with a warm soapy bath cloth.
I got in the shower washing the affair off me. The water beat on my skin and made the room warm. I loved this large stand in shower and the whole his and hers bathroom. As I cleaned myself momentarily from my infidelities I couldn’t help but to think this was going to be my home soon.
Standing in front of the full length mirror I smoothed on thick body butter. I had passion marks all over my red skin. I doubt that Case would see these markings because after all he was always too busy working. Feeling hopeful I crawled back in bed with my nigga.
Chapter 5 Star
After all my losses that I have taken, I have to win
I can still smell the energy, power and masculinity of the deep high end cologne that I will never forget. Whenever I close my eyes I can still imagine laying on his tatted chest loving the strong yet subtle scent.
Memories rushed to that beautiful night over a year ago.
I’m not even sure how the night ended the way that it did. If I could do it all over again I would. No man had ever made me feel the way Case made me feel.
Rain hit my car.
Fat droplets slid down the windshield falling like tears from the sky. The rain beat intensely as we sat in the car soaking wet laughing. Little did he know I was wet from both the rain and excitement. Before I could say anything else he leaned over towards the passenger seat where I sat and covered my lips, with one hand on my thigh and the other hand toying with my hard nipples through my shirt. The hand on my thigh had now eased up my side up my back until he had his fingers working magically through my scalp.
He untied my top which tied at the neck and my breast sprang free and he gave them more attention, the cold air hair my nipples at attention.
I reclined my seat.
He stopped kissing me on the lips and sucked on my breasts so savagely delicious that I cried out and came just from that.
Moaning in pleasure I needed this. I had to finally feel what he was working with. I had visualized this moment in my head all day.
Running my hands up and down his hard body he didn’t disappoint me. The only thought now was to make his dick hard and not his life.
The sound of the raindrops hitting the window turned me on even more.
The touch of his hands all over my body caused me to rain between my thighs.
I touched his dick, there was no other word to describe it, I needed to feel him now. If I didn’t think he was zaddy earlier he was now, Case was blessed.
I was ready for whatever.
Fuck the morals and values, I wanted this nigga more than anything. Just know that this would go down as a night to remember. One that we would never be able to forget. No words needed to be spoken to say all the things that transpired on that rainy night.
Chapter 6 Kayna
I am my brother’s keeper. My parents only have two children so my brother Case is my everything. Growing up I was in the streets like one of the boys, wherever you would see my big brother you would see me. Even though I am a pretty girl I have the heart of a nigga.
From moving work to packing that heat I’ve done it all. It was only right if my brother was out there shooting that I was right next to him. My mother raised me that it was all for one and one for all, so to the death of me I was going ride for bro.
Always down for my brother it was a hard pill to swallow sitting back watching his wife carry the shit out of him. Dream had him wrapped around her fingers but I know he can do so much better. Sometimes I wish he had a decent woman like my girl Star but at the end of the day I can’t pick for him. The same time I was not going play matchmaker and put her down with my brother.
It hurts to see him be taken for a fool. I hope that he realizes before it’s too late that his woman was no damned good.
When I went to school to become a nurse Case was supposed to do something to get out of the streets as well; unfortunately, that did not happen. The plan was for him to get his own trucking company and get his CDLs.
Both of us were heavy in the streets but we knew that shit did not come with a retirement plan so it was best that we get on top of our goals before we turned thirty. It didn’t help that our parents kept pressing the both of us about grandchildren. Even though my brother had some slip ups none of those chicks ever turned up pregnant or with his child. He should have been very happy for that.
I kept telling mama and daddy that before I would bring any children into this world that I needed to have my shit together. I was not about to have any kids and didn’t have a man or a career.
Finally, at the urging of my mom I took the placement test to become an RN. She had been a nurse since before she had me and her mother and aunts were all nurses or worked in the healthcare field so when I told her my plans she was beyond ecstatic.
Now if Case would have just stuck to the freaking script. The only freak he stuck to was his woman who I know only wanted him to be in the game and to do nothing else with his life. I really felt she believ
ed that if he got his life in order she would not have any place in it. That was nobody’s fault but her own that she ran around like a ratchet guttersnipe.
In this life people do what they want so it was not my place to dwell on another adult’s decisions and poor choices. I made the best choice for me and put my all into my career. While in school I met Star.
She was the opposite of my brother’s messy wife. She was smart and about her business.
Case had his trophy wife, she was pretty to look at but useless for anything else. Dream was never close to the family so she was excluded from my graduation party. It was no accident that she didnt get an invitation.
The last few times that I had hung out with Case I noticed he was no longer wearing his wedding ring. I was not sure what was going on and what their status was so I kept out of it. Maybe it was complicated. Maybe it was finally time to move on.
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