by Heiress
“I want you after this,” she whispered in my ear before tugging on my earlobe. Without another word, she walked out the room and closed the curtain behind us. It’s fucked up shit couldn’t be good with us. At one point, she was the only person that mattered to me. Shaking off old feelings, I returned my attention to this fuck nigga.
Back to business.
“So, let me get this straight,” I started, walking up closer to, Dre. He used to run with me and Black but he made the mistake of choosing the wrong side. “You thought it was wise to steal my money, run around bragging about it and then come into my shit and splurge on my bitches? With my money? Fuck kind of shit is that?” I mugged the shit out of him but he didn’t speak.
Snoop came up from behind me and hit that nigga with a mean left one. “My mans is talkin’ to you. Speak the fuck up!” he barked before punching him again.
“Man-I had to do it. He was gone kill my baby momma, C,” he explained, holding his bleeding mouth.
“I don’t give a fuck if he was gone cut ya’ dick off and shove it down that bitch’s throat. You don’t fuck wit’ my shit and live to talk about it!” I spat.
“Who the fuck is he anyways?” Snoop asked.
I already knew who it was but Snoop was the type of nigga who needed confirmation. “You already know who,” he responded, spitting out blood from his mouth. “It was that nigga, Black. I had no choice, C. He said he had your bitch and now he coming for your empire. He made me do this. I got kids man please don’t kill me,” he begged. I didn’t miss what he said about Monique. I was gone handle her ass later.
Pulling out my burner, I screwed on my silencer. I wasn’t with too much for the talking. Bottom line was that he was disloyal. Loyalty was everything to me. “Fuck you and ya’ kids,” I retorted, pulling the trigger without batting a fucking eye. His head flew back and blood splattered all over my walls. There was no such thing as sympathy in this life I lived.
“Call the cleanup crew. Tell the girls to keep this room blocked off. I’m out.” I dapped Snoop up and walked out in search for Monique. After a kill, I always got the urge to fuck. It was just the thrill of it all that got me stiff. Once I found her, I pulled her to my office and tossed her ass on top of my desk. Unzipping my jeans, I dug inside my briefs and pulled out my third leg. Running my hand across her ass, I grabbed a hand full before smacking it hard. Without warning, I rammed my dick inside of her.
Everything about Monique was so familiar. I felt at home when I was inside her sobbing pussy. She could make a nigga spend his last when it came to what was between her legs. This is why I kept fucking around with her despite the foul shit she did to me. It had to stop though. After knowing that she was still fucking with Black, I had to end it. For real this time.
“Bring ya’ ass back here! Stop fuckin’ running and take this dick bitch,” I barked, holding onto each cheek as I thrusted in her hard and fast. I had no mercy when it came to fucking Monique. It was like every time we had sex, I was reminded of what she did. I took my anger out on her pussy and she loved that shit.
“Ohhh. Fuck, nigga! Yeaaaaah! Yeah right there. Harder, Daddy. Harder!” she moaned, pushing herself back onto me. When she started throwing that ass in a circle on my dick, I grew weak. “I’m sooooo close, Daddy!”
“Tell me how much you love this dick,” I demanded, spreading her ass cheeks apart so my view was better. “Fuccck!” I groaned, feeling my nut building up.
“I looooove this dick so much. Shiiit! It’s so good. It’s the best I ever had,” she confessed, sinking the front part of her body down so her ass was all I saw. Holding her by her waist, I pounded her ass into next week. After twenty minutes of going beast mode, I finally bust my nut. No need to stick around and talk or even clean each other off. I stuffed my dick back in my pants and left out my office. I was gone let her ass have it about Black, but it was a waste of time. She wasn’t worth it no more. When I got outside, I hopped in my foreign and sped off to my crib.
When I got home all of my lights were on. Which was strange because, I barely kept my lights on even when I was home. I carefully walked around my house making sure no one was crazy enough to break in my shit. When I heard noises coming from my bedroom, I grabbed my pistol from my hip and entered my room. Someone must have had a death wish to be in my place of residence unwelcomed. With my gun, I pushed open the bathroom door and yoked up the first person I saw. As soon as I touched her I knew who she was.
“AHHHHHHH!” Cali screamed to the top of her lungs. I had her pent up on the wall with my gun pointed at her dome. I could smell the fear on her. “COMPTON WAH DI HELL!” she yelled with wide eyes.
“What the fuck you mean wah di hell?” I mimicked, sounding like her. “You the one in my shit. I got seven bathrooms in this big ass house and yet you all in my mines. You tryin’ to be sneaky or sumthin’,” I quizzed.
“There were no towels or soap in those bathrooms. All I wanted to do was take a shower and go to bed. Now can you get that gun out of my face and put me down. Please,” she requested.
Seeing that she wasn’t really a threat, I put her down and placed my gun on the counter. When I glanced back at her, I noticed that she only had a towel wrapped around her wet body. I slowly removed the towel with one finger and watched it drop to the floor. Letting my eyes trail down her body, I bit the corner of my lip at how perfect it was. Clean of any tattoos, bruises and her skin looked like silk as if she bathed in honey and milk. There was nothing imperfect about her. Just thinking about how I wanted to bend her over and fuck her senseless made my dick hard. I couldn’t help myself. I had to feel it.
Lifting my middle finger to her lip, I slipped inside her mouth. “Suck on it,” I ordered and she surprised me when she did as she was told. After she got it wet for me, I slowly dragged it down her body until I reached her treasure. Grabbing one of her legs, I lifted it up and pushed my finger inside her. Her pussy was so juicy and tight that it literally almost sucked up my entire hand. The way she was dripping wet almost made me want to nickname her shit Niagara Falls. It was feeling so good that I could have bust a nut just by fingering her. “Damn, Lil’ Momma. You tight as fuck,” I groaned inside her ear. When I heard a moan escape her mouth, I was satisfied. Reluctantly, I pulled away.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” Her eyes were still closed until I spoke. She was loving it but pretended as if it was nothing. Rolling her eyes, she pushed me away from her.
“You really need to get that under control.” She eyed the budge in my jeans. Bending down, she grabbed the towel and wrapped it around her body. This bitch mouth was slick, but I kind of liked it.
“And you need to shave that Rick Ross beard you got down there. Niggas out here don’t fuck wit’ hairy pussy,” I shot back, walking past her. I watched her open her towel and look at her body self-consciously in the mirror and then quickly closed it back.
“Well I’m not too aware of what men do or don’t fuck with,” she sassed, coming out of the bathroom. She opened her mouth to say something but then she closed it back again. I guess me stripping out of my clothes caught her tongue. I watched her eyes travel down to my dick and her eyes bucked. I was starting to think she enjoyed looking at it. “See sumthin’ you like?”
Covering her eyes, she spun around on her heels. “Umm…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to uhh-look at,” she paused, giggling. “Look, I just need something to sleep in. Can you give me a shirt and some shorts or something please? My belongings won’t be here until a week or so” she politely asked.
“Finally, you found some fuckin’ manners,” I responded, opening my dresser drawer. I pulled out a pair of briefs and a white beater. “Here.” I threw her the clothes and she struggled to catch them. Leaning against the wall, I watched her try to get dress with her towel still wrapped around her. She was being so childish right now.
“Will you stop staring and turn around,” she snapped.
“I done already seen what you workin’ wit’. You m
ight as well get comfortable since we got to fuck anyway for this baby. You want to practice right nah?” I asked flirtatiously, winking one eye at her.
Kissing her lips for the thousandth time, she continued to get dressed. “Thank you for the clothes. Now I just need a blanket. You have it freezing out in your living room.” She rubbed her shoulders and shivered a little.
“I guess you better go steal one of my cars and go buy ya’ ass a cover. I live alone. I don’t have people staying wit’ me and I never invite people over. There is a reason why I don’t have beds and shit in those rooms. It’s just me and that’s how I like it,” I told her before walking into the bathroom.
“Well you shouldn’t have bought this big house with all these rooms if you wanted to be alone. Apparently, you were wishful thinking about something,” she quipped stepping into the bathroom behind me. She actually was right. This house was meant for Monique and our future kids before I ended things. I planned on getting a smaller crib, but I just kept this one. It held some good memories I wasn’t ready to let go. “Where am I going to sleep?”
“Make you a fuckin’ pallet on the flo’ or sumthin’,” I threw over my shoulder before I shut the door in her face. I laughed to myself when I heard her talking Jamaican. “YOU BETTER QUIT WIT’ ALL THAT RAH-RAH SHIT!” I yelled out just to piss her off. I heard her say fuck me and I burst out laughing. She had a little hot ass temper and it was funny as hell to me. I turned on the shower and got in it. I needed to wash my sins away for the day. After almost thirty minutes, I got out and dried off. Tying a towel around my waist, I opened the door and was surprised at what I saw.
“I know this damn girl is not in my bed?” I said aloud to myself. Walking over to my side of the bed, I glanced down at Cali sound asleep. “Lil’ momma?” I called out to her but she didn’t answer. “This bi- and then she sleeps on my side of the bed. The fuck kind of shit is that?” I couldn’t help but keep staring at her. A nigga felt like a creeper for a minute. She just looked so peaceful in all her natural glory.
Shaking my head at the situation, I walked to the other side of the bed and climbed in. If she wanted to sleep in my bed she was gone get a rude awakening in the morning.
CHAPTER 4
CALIANA: NEW COUPLE ALERT
Tucking my lip in between my teeth, I bit down on it hard. The feeling that was conjuring up in between my legs was sensational. I could feel fingers circling my clit as it began to swell up with desire. The motion of the digits was slow and steady, yet my juices were flowing out of me like a waterfall. Getting into it, I grinded my hips to the rhythm. When another hand reached up to my breast and started playing with my tender nipples, I couldn’t control myself.
“Mmmmmmm,” I moaned softly into the pillow. I didn’t know what was happening or who was making me feel this way, but I was enjoying every minute of it. When my clit became enough for the stranger, the fingers made its way to my opening. An opening that was untouched and pure. It was snug at first but when they finally made its way in, my head jerked back at the impact.
“Oh. Goood,” I moaned again in a hushed tone. The set of digits curled inside of me in a wave type motion. It was telling my tight vagina to cum and I was on my way. I had never had an orgasm so I tried to brace myself for what was about to happen. When the stranger’s body got closer to me, I could feel the large thick pipe poking me in between the crack of my butt. That feeling alone made me rain even harder down below.
“Ahhhh. Sssssss,” I hissed as a wet juicy tongue ran across my neck causing chills to go through my entire body. His mouth then attached itself with my neck and sucked on it hard. When he bit down on it lightly, my clit jumped. The motion with his finger grew faster and I could feel myself about to erupt like a volcano. Just as my legs began to shake, he moved his lips to my ear and tugged a little on my ear lobe. I was so close to my orgasm that I could hardly wait.
With his lips pressed against my ear, he breathed slowly. Just as I was about to explode, he spoke. “Damn, Lil’ Momma. Gon’ let that tight pussy rain on my shit,” he groaned seductively in my ear. When I realized that the voice of my mystery man belonged to Compton, I jumped up.
Sitting up in the bed, I was confused to see Compton beside me sound asleep. He had both hands behind his head, snoring lightly. “I know I didn’t just dream-,” I paused realizing what just happened. I had just had a wet dream about a man I had only known for a day. Placing my face in my hands, I chuckled to myself. “I cannot believe I just did that,” I said aloud to myself.
Pushing my wild hair from out of my face, I glanced down at Compton once again. I let my eyes roam his body that was on full display until I reached his manhood. My eyes widened when I saw how tall it stood. This man had to be a good ten inches and that’s just the length. I was curious to see how thick he was. I didn’t get a good look at it last night and I had never seen a penis up close before. Biting my nails, I debated on if I should look under the covers or not.
“Cali, stop it. This is creepy. Don’t do it. Don’t you dare do it,” I debated with myself. Allowing my curiosity to take over me, I lightly tugged at the sheets to pull them up.
“If you wanted to see my dick all you had to do was ask,” Compton mumbled, scaring the shit out of me. I jumped so fast and hard that I fell out of the bed. I didn’t even bother to get up. I just stayed there embarrassed at what I just tried to do.
When I heard him getting out of the bed, I closed my eyes tight. I prayed to God that he made me invisible. The sound of his heavy feet got closer and closer until the noise ceased. “You do know I can still see ya’ ass, right?” He chuckled.
Slowly opening my eyes, my mouth fell open at the sight of Compton’s dick in my face. It was so thick that it resembles the eggplant emoji. Just black and longer. “Ain’t this what you wanted to see? Gone head and get a good look, Lil’ Momma. He ain’t gone bite.” He had this huge grin on his face as he looked down at me.
His veins on his manhood looked as if they were ready to burst through his skin. Licking my lips, I wondered how good he would feel inside of me. Just then I snapped out of my dick trance. Jumping to my feet, I cleared my throat. “Uhh…look that was an accident. I wasn’t trying to look at your…uh…you know. Your thing,” I lied straight through my teeth.
He chuckled lightly before licking his luscious looking lips. “My thing? It’s called a dick, Lil’ Momma. A big black dick. And you ain’t got to be scared of it. Now get dressed wit’ ya’ peeping tom ass. Missy gone be here soon to pick you up and take you shopping,” he informed me, walking backwards into his walk-in closet.
“Are you and, Missy close?” I asked out of curiosity. I needed to change the subject quickly.
“Yeah. Her bro, Snoop is like a brother to me so I treat her like my little sister. She cool peoples so no need to be all shy and shit wit’ her.”
“I’m not shy. I’m just reserved. There’s a difference,” I smartly responded.
“Damn you got a slick ass mouth. Fix that shit before I do it for you. And I’m sure you don’t want that,” he told me, grabbing some clothes off of his hangers. I can’t believe he was still walking around naked like it was nothing. I made sure to keep my eyes above his waist.
“Your small ass should be able to fit this sweat suit. It’s a little cold out so get some warm clothes until ya’ shit get here. We have that dinner tonight to announce our engagement to my people so pick out something sexy, but conservative. My family can read women well and I don’t want them to think you some gold diggin’ ass thot,” he informed me.
“Missy gone take you to get your hair and shit done too. I like the natural look but you gone-,”
“I don’t do the face paint and hair thing,” I cut him off. I was an all-natural girl and no make-up or flat iron was going to make me look any better than I already did. “I like my hair curly like this and I’m pretty so if your family can’t except me bare then too bad.”
He shot me a look that I couldn’t quiet rea
d before speaking. “Aight’, Lil’ Momma. I can’t argue wit’ being natural. Just do something to it. You a lil’ cutie but that nest need to be tamed at least.” He laughed.
“Fine. Anything else, Daddy?” I asked.
“Damn. I like the way you said that.” He slightly stuck his tongue out and brushed across his bottom lip with his thumb. “Call me Daddy again.”
Rolling my eyes, I snatched the clothes out of his hands and walked out of his room. I could feel his eyes all over my backside. I got hot just knowing he was looking at me. It was just the way he did it that made my pearl twitch. I had to get away from this man and fast.
Walking into one of his empty guest rooms, I slipped into his clothes and pulled the hoodie over my head. Walking into the bathroom, I took my hard bow that was round my wrist and pulled my hair up into a messy bun. Just then I heard Missy and Snoop’s voice. Quickly running into Compton’s bathroom, I brushed my teeth and gargled with some mouthwash.
“Cali! Girl come on. We got a lot to do!” Missy yelled out from the living room. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I walked swiftly to where they were. Her, Snoop and Compton just stared at me when they saw me.
“You look like a whole nigga right now.” Missy laughed. “A hood nigga,” she added.
“Yeah, baby girl you don’t have to worry about no niggas tryin’ to holla at you. They got to worry about you tryin’ to get at they girl,” Snoop joked.
“A hardy har har. Very funny,” I mocked. “We can leave now,” I told Missy. I started to walk to the door but then I remembered something. “How am I supposed to pay for this? You spotting me hubby to be.” I grinned, looking over at Compton.
Smirking lightly, he grabbed a wad of cash out of his shorts and handed it to me. “Don’t spend it all in one place, wifey to be,” he mocked me, smugly.
“So, you don’t believe in a wallet or better yet there’s this thing called a credit card. You should get you one,” I smartly remarked.