Bi-Curious 2:
Life After Sadie
Natalie Weber
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Bi-Curious 2: Life After Sadie
Acknowledgments
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Copyright Page
Bi-Curious 2:
Life After Sadie
An erotic novel
by
Natalie Weber
Acknowledgments
First and foremost, I would like to thank God for granting all the opportunities sent my way. Because of You, I am truly blessed.
To all my fans, I just want to say that you are the best. Y’all showed me ’nough love as a new author. For that, I am humbled and forever in your debt. Thank you, everyone.
Thank you to my brother-in-law, Carl Weber, for the push and the confidence you have in me. It means a lot.
Thanks to Lonnie Baskerville, I have one of the hottest covers out. Your work is definitely appreciated.
I certainly can’t forget my editors: Diane and Alanna. Just saying thank you seems so small. I can’t tell how much I have learned just by your edits. Thank you, thank you!
A special thank you goes out to my husband. Thank you for taking over when I had deadlines to meet. Thanks for all those days you dealt with my nasty attitude because I stayed up all night and had no sleep. Thanks, baby. If I didn’t have you, I don’t know where I would be. I love you unconditionally.
Finally, to my boys: Thank you for not hating me when I ignored you completely. When you are older, you will understand fully. Words cannot express how much I love you.
Prologue
It was unusually warm on the streets of Detroit nightlife. Serenity just got out of a forever-lasting sex session. She was worn out and worked over. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt that good. Serenity glanced at the time. She had time to get to Cass. Her clit was throbbing, and she needed to calm it. She knew exactly who to call.
“Hello,” she spoke into the phone.
“Hey, didn’t I just leave you? What, you miss me already?”
“Somethin’ like that... . Umm, I want to get off. I’m still feelin’ your touch,” Serenity didn’t hold back.
“Hold on. Let me pull over.”
“Hurry, baby, ’cause I really need you... . I want your tongue to lick every inch on my body. You know I need it. You know I want it. Why do you like to do this to me? I’m all wet, and my nipples are hard as hell,” Serenity said in a seductive tone.
“Ummm ... You touching them? I know how you like to glide your fingers over them when they’re hard. Is your pussy wet, baby? I want to taste you right now,” the voice urged lustfully, wanting to touch Serenity’s smoothly shaved pussy.
“Oh really? You know I’m horny. All I can think of”—she moved her fingertips in a circular motion over her protruding nipples—“is your sweet juice in my mouth.” Serenity eased her legs open and inched her skirt up a little more.
“Hmm, I can’t wait for you to put me into your mouth and suck me dry. I want to make you feel good. I want you to cum hard all over me.”
“Yeah, baby, is that what you want me to do? You want to make me feel good? How good do you want me to feel? Mmmm-mmmm,” Serenity cooed as she slowly rubbed her clit. She wanted to cum and didn’t want to wait. She wanted a prelude before she headed out the door.
“Ahhh, you rubbing that clit, aren’t you? I can’t wait to caress your breasts and suck on those big nipples... . I’m gonna lick you from behind and wait for you to cum in my mouth ...”
“Ohhhhh ... You know I like that ...mmmm ... baby . . . You know what I like ... am cumming ... keep talking. . .” Serenity’s fingers began to move faster and her climax was quickly approaching.
“Ahhh, you like it when I talk dirty to you, don’t you? You want me to fuck you, don’t you? You gonna cum for me, baby? I want to taste all your sweet cum in my mouth.”
“Ohhhhh ... Ohhhhh ... Yeah, baby, that’s what I’m talking about. I love it when you fuck me. I want you ... Oh damn, baby... Oh shit ... Here it comes, baby ... ahhhhhh. . .” Serenity let out a loud sigh, not even realizing how loud she was. She lay there just breathing into the phone, taking in all the goodness that just exploded between her legs.
A minute went by.
“Serenity, you still there?”
“Yeah, baby, I needed that.” Serenity let out a slight laugh.
“Happy I was the one you called. What do you think of coming to my house later?”
“I want to, but how am I going to cover that up?” Serenity asked as the feeling of wanting more was simmering between her legs.
“The nice thing about it is that you don’t have to. I think you can come up with somethin’. Besides, I don’t think I could sleep without you tonight. Please make it work. You know you want it. And, you definitely know I want it. Listen, I’m heading back to work for a few; then I’ll hit you up in a couple of hours to see what you gonna do. Serenity, please don’t disappoint me. I’ll talk to you later.”
Serenity hung up the phone, praying that she hadn’t made the second-biggest mistake in her life.
“She’ll be there by ten,” a male voice said.
“A’ight,” the callous voice let out a laugh, then continued, “just make sure yo’ ass proceed as usual. After a few weeks, come see me to get the rest of your money.”
“One,” said the male voice before hanging up the phone. He knew everything had to be perfect not to raise any suspicions.
“Ay-yo, Stuckey, did you see that bitch?” he questioned.
“Yeah, right on time,” Stuckey replied.
“Yeah, too bad that bitch ain’t gonna enjoy her stay!” He laughed and closed his phone shut, then took his time and drove to Serenity’s location.
Arriving thirty minutes later, he parked on the opposite side of the hotel. He quickly opened his phone and pressed redial. “Yo, she still in there, right?”
“Yeah, I see you, my nigga. So the whip will be parked in the alley next to the hotel. The key is in the glove. I’ma go do what I got to do. Know what I mean?” Stuckey questioned eagerly, wanting to leave.
“Yeah, a’ight.” His voice was low.
“Nigga, what, you changed your mind? Look I’ma go handle this shit, then I’ma take my black ass somewhere so you can’t call me to do shit,” Stuckey smoothly joked, not trying to stir up any more anger. He knew this was personal, and he was already knee-deep in it. He just wanted this shit over with.
“Just fucking with you, pussy! Take a trip; we’ll talk, one!” He closed his phone and placed black leather gloves on his hands. Before stepping out of the car, he took a rag out of his pocket and wiped the car clean, eliminating all traces of his fingerprints. The car was stolen so he left the keys in the ignition. He already planned for someone to retrieve the car and get rid of it.
Dressed in all-black with not a sound in his footsteps, he crept into the building and cautiously walked up three flights of stairs before reaching the floor
. Before he exited the staircase, he took a deep breath and a sinister smile spread across his face. Reaching into his jacket pocket, he took out the key card. When opening the exit door, he looked in both directions down the hall before stepping into the hallway. Quickly, he turned right and walked a few steps to a door marked FIVE, where he put his ear to the door and heard soft music playing. He slid the key card over the doorknob and slowly opened the door. As he entered, he smelled the air full of sweet sex. As he looked around, he saw clothes thrown all over the place. His hand groped his crotch. He felt himself getting turned on by smell of pussy in the air. Maybe I’ll get some too, he thought.
Creeping slowly, he heard soft moans coming from another room. The closer he got, the more turned on he became. The moaning became louder. The door was not closed, and the room was dimly lit. He stood watching Serenity feeding her pussy into her lover’s face with her face against the headboard. Her ass jiggled just right. His dick instantly became harder.
He inched closer without a sound and waited for that moment of ecstasy. As soon as he heard that moan of pure pleasure, his hand reached out and instantly snatched Serenity off the bed and threw her onto the floor toward a corner of the room against the wall.
“Ahhhhhh! What the fuck? Call the police! Call nine-one-one, quickly!” Serenity screamed, hoping that there was no one else with the intruder.
“Oh no, bitch, ain’t nobody”—his hands gripped her throat—“calling not a motherfuckin’ soul,” he said in a calm, deadly voice. He reached above her head and turned up the light in the room.
Serenity tried to get up and run, but he used his huge hands to slap her down like a bothersome fly. She tried to study his face to figure out where, or if, she knew this person. I don’t see my baby, she scanned the room.
“Please, just take what you want and leave. I won’t call the police. Please just leave us alone.” Serenity began sobbing and covered her face.
“Ahhh, shut the fuck up, bitch. You was just screaming”—he waved his hands in front of his face like a little girl—“a fucking minute ago to call the police. Stop fuckin’ lyin’. Ho, I don’t want nothing from your ass. I already got my own, you fuckin’ typical dumb trick. I ain’t fuckin’ here to rob you. Look at me, you cunt. Don’t put your head down. Open yo’ fucking eyes, bitch, or you want me to do it?”
Serenity turned around not lifting her head, removed her hands covering her face, and opened her eyes. Her tears made everything look cloudy, and her head was spinning. She slowly moved her head up enough to see this monster before she died.
“Don’t I look”—he stepped back and flashed his famous smile—“a little familiar?”
She closed her eyes and began crying and wishing this was just another nightmare and she would wake up soon. She felt a soft hand gently wiping her tears. She was now inches from his face and spoke with sincerity. “I don’t know you. We have never met before. I think you have the wrong person,” she cried louder. “Please, let me go ... please!”
“Bitch, what the fuck you mean you don’t know me?” He smacked her hard, causing blood to spew from her lips.
“I don’t know who the fuck you are! I have never seen you before. Please just let me go. I will—” Serenity’s loud pleas were cut short by another smack across her face.
“Listen, baby girl, you took something from me that I will never be able to replace,” he spoke in a low, sultry tone, almost seductive, “and that shit you gonna fuckin’ pay for.”
“But ... but ... where is ...” Serenity stuttered to plead with him.
“Your man? Let’s just say you ain’t with him anymore! What you think? I wasn’t gonna come after you?” he chuckled. “You might as well come give me a taste of that pussy too! I want to see why my sister died for it!” he lashed out, hovering over her naked body, staring at her neatly shaved pussy.
Serenity couldn’t believe that her life would end this way. How could this happen, again? she wondered.
Serenity had worked hard to forget the awful events in her recent past, but now they were being thrown at her. It seemed that Sadie was reaching out from the grave to try to kill her again, this time through her brother, Shawn P. Serenity thought Tootsie was the person she had to fear because she would never rest ’til she got even with Serenity for Sadie’s death. Yes, Tootsie was locked up because Sadie tricked her into murdering Serenity’s old boyfriend, Rock. But Serenity knew she’d be free sometime; that was why she and her sister, Carla, had come to a Detroit to start a new life. Instead, it turned out it was Shawn who had come to kill her, but how had he found her? Had this man she thought could bring her some happiness left her alone here fighting for her life? It was a nightmare, and she was terrified as she stared into the eyes of a man ready to make her life a distant memory.
Now, Serenity faced certain death from the man who stood before her.
Chapter 1
Six months earlier ...
“Yeah, baby, bring it here. Let mama taste it.”
“Keep talking like that, bitch, that’s right ... Daddy got it right here... . Open fucking wide ...” the sweaty, oversized drunk said, spewing his juice into her mouth. He made sure every last drop was swallowed, then pushed her to the side as if he was disgusted. He quickly pulled up his pants and reached into his pocket. His hand appeared gripping a wad of cash, slowly peeling off a few bills, then throwing them at her.
She heard the door slam, then stood to her feet and glanced at the mirror. Is this what you have become? Are you this low?
Tootsie wanted to end it all. She didn’t think about where her life was going. She stared into the mirror trying to figure out how she got on this train heading for the town of Shits-Ville. She looked past her image and saw herself several months earlier in jail. It was as though she were living that time all over again.
What the fuck is happening to me? I can’t do time because of that bitch Serenity. She made me kill Rock. If that bitch would of just stayed with her man and stayed the fuck away from my love, this shit wouldn’t be happening. I gotta get that bitch. She has to understand she can’t get away with killing my Sadie without consequences.
“Do you think you can help me? I can’t go to jail! I’ve been sitting in here for the past year waiting for this trial to start. Listen, I know who you want, and I can help you get her. Just get me the fuck out of this bitch and I will clue you in.”
She sat there not knowing what would happen next. She sat near a window overlooking the facility’s garden area surrounded with brightly colored tulips and orderlies walking in and out of the facility. How could she have known that she was about to join the most elite of the streets in the worst way ever desired. Stupid bitch ran through her mind a thousand times wondering if she could really pull this shit off.
“A’ight I’ma roll with you, shorty. But don’t think this shit will be easy or as quick as you think. So you got to take it real slow in here and don’t talk to nobody but the muthafucker I send from this point on.” Shawn P slowly rose from his seat, brushed his hands down the front of his pants, and walked away.
She can’t believe these stupid-ass muthafuckers. They really thought she was crazy. She had the best lawyer in town thanks to her mass manipulation and knowing a muthafucker’s weakness—revenge. When she was arrested, the court-appointed attorney was worthless. Now that the most respected defense attorney within a hundred-mile radius had taken her case, days to come seemed to look a little brighter. Mr. Robert Hilton gave her the fuel she needed to get through the trial. He painted a serene picture of a young, misguided woman who went into college a scholar and got sucked into a fast life with emotional dilemmas.
She sat in that crazy house praying that that fucking death penalty or life shit wouldn’t happen. She hoped to be facing time served, with some probation, of course. The fucking lawyer had better do his fucking thing ’cause she would hate to wild the fuck out and get herself shot by one of those court officers—She was not going back to that box.
Maybe she shouldn’t get involved with that nigga, Shawn P, but she knew exactly what and who he wanted. She could be the only one that could get him close enough to her. She knew what Serenity’s weakness really was.
Today was the day, and she was scared shitless. Today she would see the judge at a hearing closed to the public and get her life served on a silver platter or juiced with toxins. Her heart pumped with pure adrenaline. It felt like she snorted lines of that Columbian good stuff. The court officers seated her next to Mr. Hilton at the defendant’s table in the courtroom. The pumping of her heart was so loud in her head she didn’t even notice when the judge walked in. Mr. Hilton tapped on her shoulder. Everything went silent, and she couldn’t feel her legs. Her short life was passing before her. “Dear God, please have mercy on my soul,” she whispered a desperate prayer.
The gavel sounded and a strong, loud voice began. “Mr. Hilton, I understand that you have reached a plea.”
“What the fuck you mean—” I turned quickly and screamed, almost flipping the defense table.
“Mr. Hilton, do you need a moment with your client?” Judge Marley Staples asked, quite irritated at the outburst.
“Yes, please, Your Honor, five minutes will do.”
The judge recessed for fifteen minutes.
“Excuse me, but this whole fucking time you been playing my ass. Are you fucking stupid?” I growled in a low tone.
“Tootsie, this is the best we can do. You will get some time served and won’t get more than six years on parole. You will have to do an outpatient program at a psychiatric facility. Look, if we would’ve continued with this trial, your life would be in the hands of some people I really don’t think you call your peers. You can take it or leave it. I walk out of here either way. What do you want to do?” Mr. Hilton sat back in the chair.
“So you mean, all this time you have been plotting behind my back. Trying to make sure my coffin was sealed tight, huh?” Tootsie looked around the half-empty courtroom and saw Shawn P in the very back.
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