by B. Love
Since he knew about her goals, he told her his goals – to get out of the family business and start his own. He didn’t fake the funk and make it seem as if he had a desire to go legit fully one day. Chief had a legal business to clean his money, but the streets were his heart and his passion.
He’d die behind this shit.
Period.
The only thing that had him considering getting out of the business now was the fact that Trevor was gone. With James having more control now, shit was about to go left unless Cassius found a way to exercise his new role. He didn’t want to leave his family, but he didn’t want to die too soon or catch a bid because their leader couldn’t lead them no more.
Remington in turn told him about herself. She was the oldest of three to parents that were still married. At twenty-eight, she’d always been a hustler and a go getter. She didn’t start getting lax and lazy until she met Gray. A part of that had to do with the fact that she’d been taking care of herself and her siblings for so long that it felt good to have someone take care of her.
“But I’m never making that mistake again,” she finished.
Chief’s head shook as he sparked the third blunt, and Remington decided she’d let him have that one on his own. He was definitely a more experienced smoker than her, and even though the food had sobered her up a bit, she’d fall asleep with the quickness if she drank or smoked anything else.
“Depending on a man wasn’t a mistake; you just depended on the wrong man. A nigga like me gon’ spoil you just like he did, but I’ma make sure you take care of yourself too.”
Remington could rock with that logic, so she continued without debate. She told him about how she got into natural hair care and what she wanted to do going forward with her business and personal life.
Their conversation shifted to their likes and dislikes. Chief shared with her that he liked tattoos, pain turning into pleasure, rough and nasty sex, strippers, and gambling. And when it was Remington’s turn, their conversation took a turn that could potentially get them both into trouble. She told him that she liked her solitude for the most part but that she enjoyed going out and having a good time too, watching videos on YouTube, taking showers, cooking, and masturbating.
“Masturbating?” Chief repeated, putting the blunt out.
Remington chuckled and nodded. “Yea. I love pussy play. Not just myself but when a man does it too. He just gotta know what to do.”
His voice deepened and lowered when he confessed, “My curiosity has been piqued.” Remington’s head fell back as she laughed and squeezed his arm. “Aight wait, so you prefer that over dick? Or do you just like it a lot?”
His question made her laugh harder because he looked so damn serious. “I wouldn’t say I prefer it over dick… okay… I do. And it’s not like I haven’t had good dick, I have, I just feel like fingers and tongue gives me a more intense orgasm. I love good dick, though.”
“I feel you. A nigga got a high sex drive so I be having to use my hand too ‘cause most women think that’s all you want from them when you want it as much as I do, and then when I try to use restraint they think I’m out fucking off.”
“Is that why you’ve been single since I met you?”
Chief thought over her question for a few seconds before answering her with, “One of the reasons.”
Remington thought over his reply before asking, “What were the others?”
“I wanted you.”
If it was anyone else, Remington would have said Chief was running game. In this moment, there was no reason for her to question his sincerity. Their bodies slowly pulled in the direction of each other – like magnetic pieces needing to be bound together again. Her head tilted to the left, his… to the right. The moment their lips touched, Remington released her soul into his. Closing her eyes, she surrendered to the pleasure that she’d only been able to dream of for the past two years.
The warmth of his tongue connecting with hers had Remington’s nipples hardening like the diamonds he made her feel as if she was worth. Cupping his cheek, Remington hissed and bit down on her lip at the sound of him moaning. She was fully aware of his like of nasty sex… but she wasn’t expecting a man like him to be vocal. To be passionate. Hell, to even kiss her.
Chief kissed up her cheek and neck, making it to her ear to ask, “Can I play with that pussy?”
“Yes,” she moaned quietly, squirming when his tongue entered her ear.
As Chief lowered himself to the carpeted floor, Remington spread her legs and made room for him. She watched, still in slight disbelief of the moment that was happening, while Chief pulled her sweats and panties down. He bit down on his lip and groaned at the sight of her pussy before mumbling about how pretty it was.
Chief stood and cut the TV off, then went to the bathroom. The water cut on, and Remington loved… no… liked him more for washing his hands before entering her most sacred space. She expected him to cut some music on, but he said he wanted to hear the melodies she would make instead.
When he returned between her legs, Chief nibbled up her thighs, kissing and licking the places that got a reaction out of her. His middle finger slid between her folds, and her eyes lowered when he licked her nectar before sliding his finger inside of her. Closing her eyes, Remington relaxed and allowed herself to feel the highest amount of pleasure from his selfless act.
It took him no time to find her G-spot. Slowly, he applied pressure with just one finger. When it began to feel really good, Remington grabbed her legs and spread them wide. Her walls tightened against him more, and Chief lifted his hand and went deeper with his finger.
“That’s it,” she moaned, feeling her body heat.
“Open your eyes so I can see you cum.”
She did – and locking eyes with Chief only intensified the pleasure she was already feeling. Her walls locked around him tighter as white, creamy nectar began to coat his finger. Remington’s back arched as her pussy pulsed. She locked her legs around his hand as she jerked and came underneath him.
Spreading her legs again, Chief pushed a second finger inside of her as he sucked her clit into his mouth. She cried out and cupped the back of his head before begging him not to stop. Having not come down from her first orgasm, Remington’s walls remained just as tight, producing more wetness and suction for Chief to move in and out of her with ease. The sound of her pussy’s suction against his fingers increased her arousal. Remington began to caress her nipples as he bent his fingers and literally told her orgasm to come here.
And it did.
Again.
Needing time to recoup, Remington pushed him away gently and closed her legs. She took his hand and used it to urge him to stand. When he did, Remington unbuckled his pants and pushed them and his boxers down. After stepping out of them, he sat on the couch as she turned sideways on it and got on all fours.
Chief carried himself with big dick energy – there was no doubt about that. Seeing his long, meaty dick curve upwards had her pussy pulsing and mouth watering in anticipation. After placing a kiss to his head, Remington began to lick the length of his shaft until her mouth was wet enough to take him into her mouth fully. Remembering that he liked rough, nasty sex, she took him deeply, allowing the head of his dick tapping the back of her throat to wet her mouth more.
After dripping saliva onto his shaft, she began to stroke him with her hand, twisting as she went up and down while maintaining her medium paced sucking motion. His left hand went to her hair and the right went to her pussy. Chief stuck his finger inside of it but used that lubrication to wet her asshole.
“You ‘bout to suck the soul out a nigga dick,” he moaned, and as much as Remington wanted to laugh, she wouldn’t dare open her mouth and stop pleasing him… but that went beyond her control when his thumb entered her asshole. Her head lifted as she gasped and inhaled, and Chief wasted no time using her hair to put her back down on his dick.
The moans that left her mouth added a vibration that had moan
s falling out of his. When her body began to heat, Remington looked up and back, needing to see what Chief was doing to her. She’d never climaxed from anal before, but the way her body was tightening and heating… it was soon to come. Watching in amazement as creamy nectar poured from her ass, Remington pressed back to take his thumb deeper as her eyes closed and she moaned.
Rippling waves of ecstasy began to consume her as she climaxed, causing her body to tighten so she could enjoy each and every damn one. Chief smacked her ass and moaned, coaching her to cum as he continued to finger her. Remington pushed his finger out of her, wanting to thank him for giving her another form of pleasure that she didn’t know she had.
As she straddled him, she kept his stare and returned it just as intensely. Chief gripped her hips and put the head of his dick at her opening, not even bothering to look down as he slid her down his shaft. Her head flung back as she took him in. With each inch of him that broke the barrier of her walls, Remington accepted her fate – Chief was going to be the nigga to have her all in her feelings.
There would be no years of dating and not falling in love.
Nah.
She was going to fall hard, and quick, and not be able to control the shit.
“Look at me while you ride this dick,” he ordered with a smack to her ass.
“Yes, Chief,” Remington purred, placing her hands on his chest.
Beginning her ride, Remington looked into his eyes – and there was something deeply satisfying about the intimacy of it. No man had ever required such connection from her, and the longer their eyes remained locked the more her tummy tingled. Heart fluttered.
Grabbing a handful of her hair, Chief pulled down, tilting her head and arching her back in the process. Her moans grew louder. Movements sped up. Walls clenched tighter. Pussy poured.
“I’m about to cum on your dick,” she warned, gripping his neck and squeezing until he whispered a quiet…
“Fuck, Remi.” Releasing the hold he had on her hair, Chief took palmfuls of her breasts and told her, “Look in my eyes while you cum.” She did, but as soon as she did, her eyes began to roll into the back of her head. That only seemed to turn him on more because he said, “That’s what the fuck I’m talking about. Cum all on my dick with your sexy ass.”
Falling into him, Remington continued to slowly ride him as the last few tremors shot through her body. Chief stood and laid her down on the arm of the couch. He told her to hold her legs once he’d placed them by her ears. Unable to resist, she teased him with, “Don’t be sexing me all hard and rough and make me fall, Chief.”
He chuckled as he stared down at her. “The only time I’ll ever let you fall is when it’s for me.”
Chief slid back inside of her, and Remington knew in that exact moment that she was royally fucked. Fucked… and soon… falling head over heels in love.
Chapter 5
It didn’t surprise Eira that the first person to visit him was his mother, Estella. That didn’t mean he liked for her to see him like this. Hell, if he had it his way, none of his family would have come to visit him while he was doing his time. Problem was, Eira didn’t know exactly how much time he would be facing. He didn’t know how he’d been set up either.
One of the things the Salzano family thrived on was being meticulous when it came to their business. After James’ ten-year bid, none of them had gone to jail for drug charges since. Every now and then back in the day, Cassius and Chief got a few assault charges, but their legal team was always able to get them out of trouble. But now, things were supposed to be running so smoothly for them that they never had to worry about catching a case.
On top of Eira’s arrest, twenty-three other men were arrested, and one of their largest shipments had been confiscated. Everyone was keeping their mouth shut for now, but everyone wasn’t looking at the time Eira was.
“I just don’t understand,” Estella repeated for what had to be the third time since she’d arrived. She sat up further, giving Eira an even better view of her through the monitor. Unfortunately, he hadn’t been approved for visits on the lower level yet, only those via camera in his pod.
“Run it back for me again, son.”
Eira smiled through his irritation, knowing she was asking only to find a clue that he was missing somehow.
“Me and Sienna were going out for dinner since her mama had Brensen. On my way there, the chef called and told me he had the greens but couldn’t get in touch with Chief since he was a day early and asked if I could pick them up and pay instead of just meeting him to pay as usual. I called Chief to see what he was doing and he was all the way on the other side of town, so me and Sienna stopped by the market before we grabbed our food. As soon as I paid for the greens and put it in the car… you know what happened next.”
Estella massaged her temples as her head shook. “This is why we pay people to go shopping for us.”
That was true, however, when there was product on the line, you did what you had to do. Getting that product in a day early meant more money. Normally, Chief would send one of his guys to pick up the product. He’d trail him to make sure everything was straight, but he never interacted with the supplier or touched the product himself. Then, Eira would hand over the money.
This was the first time he’d ever touched product, and ironically it was the time the police pulled up right after.
“Do you think it was the chef?” Estella questioned, referring to one of their suppliers, Enrique.
Eira’s head shook as he shrugged. “I don’t know, Ma. All I know is, these folks been waiting to get some shit on us, and now that they have, they gon’ try to make me pay for all of it.”
Estella squeezed her neck as she looked away. “I’m sorry, baby. This is why we try to be so careful, and I feel like we failed you. It makes absolutely no sense for James to be working with so many people from so many places and still do business with people here. Fuck!”
“Chill out, Ma. I’m good.”
“No, you’re not good, and I won’t be good either until I get you out of here.”
Eira stared at his mother silently. He didn’t want to tell her that that wouldn’t be happening no time soon. With the amount of drugs they found on him plus the gun, Eira was looking at a good twenty to thirty years, and that was if they didn’t find any bodies attached to his gun to add on.
“How you doing, though? What they saying about the funeral?”
It was a sour thing to ask just to change the subject, but time was running down on their visit, and Eira had to ask. Estella scoffed as she sat back in her seat. Her eyes watered, but she wouldn’t let her tears fall. She wasn’t the type. Then again, she’d never lost a love like Trevor either. No matter how hard they tried to fight it, everyone knew that they were the ones meant to be together – not her and James.
“They aren’t having a viewing, and Pamela is honoring his wish to have him cremated, so I won’t even get to see him again.” She paused and lowered her head as it shook. “Every night the image of his body dropping hunts me.” Her voice lowered and shook when she added, “I will never be okay.” Swallowing hard, Estella lifted her head and put back on her façade. “But I don’t need you to worry about me, baby. Have you talked to Sienna?
That was his mother – always worrying about and seeing to others without ever taking the time to see about herself.
One day… Estella would get the life and love she deserved.
And that alone was motivation for Eira to do whatever he had to do to get out so he could try and make that happen.
Sienna
Sienna’s leg shook under the bar as she watched Eiryx’s every move. With everything that was going on, Sienna had the bright idea to go out and have some drinks. What she wasn’t planning on was for Eiryx to be living and moving so damn reckless in the process. She tried to be understanding, knowing that Eiryx had just lost her father and her twin brother was in jail… but she was trying her hardest to start a drunken fight with literall
y everyone that looked their way.
Of course no one in their right mind would fuck with Trevor’s baby girl and James’ step-daughter… but every once in a while… you had a nigga who placed no value on his life and tried to buck the system. If she kept trying it, Eiryx was going to find the trouble she was looking for and end up in a pod in the building next to her brothers.
Unable to watch anymore, Sienna stood and walked the few steps it took to get to Eiryx on the dancefloor.
“Will you chill, Ree? You bringing a lot of attention this way, and most of these niggas on some weirdo vibes. If your ass gets jumped and we have to shoot a bitch I’m fucking you up when we get home,” Sienna warned, grabbing Eiryx’s arm and trying to lead her back to their table.
The fun night she wanted them to have had turned into a babysitting expedition, and if she wanted that, she could have stayed at home with her and Eira’s child.
Eira.
He hadn’t even been gone a week, and she was missing him like crazy.
“Will you get off my damn back?” Eiryx roared, snatching her arm away from Sienna and stumbling in the process. Sienna tried to help her stand but Eiryx pulled away again. “What you even bring me for if you was going to ruin my buzz?”
“I didn’t bring you here to try to fight every person that looked at you wrong. Plus, you tipsy. You need to sit your ass down somewhere.”
“Fuck you, Sienna. Leave me alone.”
Sienna’s head shook as she watched Eiryx push her way through the crowd to get to the bathroom. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t have allowed her to go to the bathroom on her own… but she needed a damn break before the fight Eiryx was looking for ended up being with her.
Chapter 6
Eiryx really didn’t have to pee, she just didn’t want to be around Sienna when she burst. At the most random times she found herself bursting into tears. If she wasn’t crying over her father, she was crying over her brother. Not one moment since things went down had she been able to find peace. Alternating between smoking, drinking, and sleeping, Eiryx had been trying her hardest to numb the pain. Unfortunately for her… nothing had been working.