Finding Sweetness 2

by Lewis, Rika

  Where’s grandma Eytin said, eying had his uncle. His uncle Durk still look two thirds in the wind. His potbelly was hanging below his pants and his hair was beginning to thin around the top of his head. Obviously, he’d been through hell Over the past two years because he’d looked nothing like that when Eytin went in to prison.

  She’s gone to stay with her sister in Portland for a while to help her out on the farm. She’s already been gone for two weeks, she didn’t know you were getting out or else she would’ve been there to pick you up.

  Glaring at his uncle, Eytin said, “Yeah, but you knew I was getting out.” You can have at least given me a ride home.

  Closing his eyes, Durk said yeah, I could have given your ass a ride home, but I did want to. It’ll teach you a lesson the next time you decide to hop in a car and play Dukes of Hazzard.

  You know what I don’t have time for the shit right now, I’ve gotta look for job and standing here listen to this bullshit is not gonna to get me one. So save your fucking jokes Durk for somebody who gives a shit!

  Durk popped his eyes open, jumped to his feet, and whirled around on his nephew. “What the fuck did you say to me boy,” your ass ain’t in prison no more and you ain’t run’in shit around here yet, and don’t you fucking forget it now there is a meeting tonight at the compound I suggest you be there. Durk turned around to leave and stopped, “Have your ass at the market in the morning by six o’clock sharp, and don’t be fucking late. You can tell your PO that you work there for now. You’ll be paid a salary and you can still run shit for the AB until you can stack your money back up.

  “And if I don’t want to Eytin said, glaring at his uncle.”

  “You don’t get a choice if you want to or not boy I gave the order to take care of your little cellie problem for you in jail. Now you owe me! Chuckling Durk turned around and went inside the house whistling.

  Eytin knew his uncle was not going to make this easy for him, nor did he expected it, but the only difference now was, was that he was not taking any shit off of his uncle or his minions anymore. He’d play his uncles game until his year, of parole was up but after that he was going to disappear and never looked back. He was tired of living the life the brotherhood had laid out for him and one way or another he was getting out. He would hate to spend a life on the run and he was no coward, but that’s exactly what he would do if that meant having some peace in his life.

  Chapter Two

  Aspin loved the cool morning air. She loved running early in the mornings. It was peaceful before all the traffic started to get heavy. She had been trying her best to lose weight but those damn sugar cookies kept calling her name. No matter how much control she tried to have, she couldn’t leave those damn cookies alone. She had always been on the heavy side and walking up a set of stairs almost made her break out into a sweat and her blood pressure was out of control but with a lot of exercise and eating right she had finally gotten down to a size twelve. Last year during her yearly checkup, her doctor had told her to exercise more and watch what she ate , because if she didn’t she would be a prime candidate for a heart attack, stroke or diabetes so she decided right then that she would start taking better care of herself. “Yea right, with the exception of those damn sugar pecan cookies.”

  On her way back home, she always stopped by Waite’s corner market to grabbed bottled water and an apple to eat on the way. As she entered into the store and made her way towards the bottled waters, she rounded the corner and stopped mid stride as she took in the man blocking her path. Damn this man was fine! He kind of favored “Jax Teller” on SOA. Except this man was tall as hell and tatted down with Old English Letters, which she couldn’t really read what it said, but the scrolls looked sexy as hell. My God, this man made her take pause. He oozed a badass sex appeal that had her pussy pulsing with excitement! “Shit… get yourself together Aspin, you’ve seen hot men before… yea, but none that made her pussy tingle this much.” Her libido had been in overdrive lately and even though she was still a virgin, she still had needs of her own which were met by her own hands and her ever-faithful silver bullet. The man turned and glanced at her. His breathtaking electric blue eyes drew her in like a moth to a flame. She watched him as his eyes drifted down her body feeling like a gently caress as he stopped at her breasts. Her nipples pearled and she knew damn well he could see it. Shit… she couldn’t hide the fact that she was turned on by his gaze so she excepted it and moved forward to retrieve the water she came in to get. “Umm… Do you mind if I grab a bottle of water she asked,” His eyes board into her and he took a step back allowing her to move in front of him.

  Damn, Eytin had never really taken the time to really look at black woman before, but he did now. This woman was sexy as hell in her tight legging pants and matching jacket. She bent over to pull out the bottle and the way her ass stuck out had his cock perking up at the close proximity of her ass to his crotch. Fuck! Visions of him rutting her from behind as her ass bounced back and forth on his cock had him biting back a moan. “Oh, shit… did he just think that?” He’d been locked up for too damn long, he needed to get laid and soon but he couldn’t take his eyes of her firm and perfectly rounded ass.

  As Aspin stood up and turned around, she smiled and thanked him but made no effort to move, it was like her feet were stuck in place keeping her there. Eytin looked into the most mesmerizing green eyes he had ever seen as he glanced down to see her tongue peek out to moisten her bottom lip. Her lush lips would look and feel so fuck’in good wrapped around his cock he thought, as he watched her eyes glide over his body and down to his crotch. No doubt, what she saw was his dick straining to punch out of his damn pants. She bit her bottom lip and this time it gut punched him eliciting an explicative to whisper past his lips as a smile played at the corners of his mouth at her reaction to the bulge stretching out just for her. He made no move to hide the erection she had brought forth out of him. Suddenly his boy Caio bumped into him jarring him out of the trance this woman had locked him in.

  “Come on bro Caio grumble,” Get the molasses outcha ya ass and pick ya pace up, I’m ready to get the hell up outta of here for the day. “I fuck’in hate working eleven to seven.” These are the last of the waters too. Tell Durk its time to order more Caio said, bending down to slide the last of the flavored waters into the slot.

  Yea, all right Eytin said blankly, then turned around to see that the woman had already walked up to the counter to pay for her items. As she began to walk out, she stopped, looked back at him, smiled then left.

  “What the fuck bro,” Caio chuckled, jerking his eyes back up from Eytin’s crotch. “Were you checking out the blond babe too? She is one hot piece of ass isn’t she? My dick got hard looking at the beauty myself.

  Eytin followed his boys’ eyes until he saw a tall blond haired woman standing by the Icy machine filling her cup up. She had on a short ass skirt with a too little top on. Normally Eytin would have jumped all over her but now, since seeing the black woman walk out the door the flavor he was craving for now was caramel macchiato. Shaking his head, he went back to work wondering what the fuck had gotten into him.

  As Aspin walked back to her to apartment, she thought about the man in the market and the way he had looked at her. She thought men like him wouldn’t look twice at a woman like her, but he had and by the looks of it he had wanted her. The men she had dated were nothing like him. Why was she so chicken shit to say anything to more him? She knew why… because her last relationship hadn’t ended so well. That had been two years ago and Brice had been damn controlling. When she wouldn’t give up the cookie he had hit her and called her a cock tease. She had ended that relationship right then and there after she politely knocked his out with the cast iron frying pan she had in her hand that she was about to cook his ass breakfast with. Now she found it hard to approach any man that she was even remotely interested in but she had wanted this stranger and maybe it was high time for her to come out of her shell.

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�d dated outside of her race a few times, Brice was half-black and Hawaiian and before that it had been Jair who was half white and Kurdish. She even had the color of the rainbow in her own family but the stranger in the market had made her nipples peek instantly. When she glanced down at his crotch and took in how long and thick his manhood was through his jeans she’d bit her lip and wanted to hump him right there in the damn isle, but what brought her up short was the fact that he worked in Waite’s market. Was he racist like the storeowner?

  The only reason she really went in there was because NPD had busted old man Waite’s establishment once and the news had stated that the Aryan brotherhood was conducting business out of it. They also claimed that they had turned blacks away and would not allow them to buy anything from the store. However, old man Waite had went on the news and stated that he welcomed everyone into his establishment, so she and her cousin Yaz amongst other blacks had made it a point to go in there just to see. When old man Waite past away one of his son’s took it over and you could tell that things in the store had changed a bit but where the market was located it was bringing in a pretty penny evidently because old man Waite’s son never picked up and moved.

  Shit, if the man worked for Waite then he’d probably was racist as well so it was probably best that she had kept her mouth shut, but it didn’t keep her from fantasizing about his fine ass. It made her think about her cousin Yaz and the white guy she was in love with and though she hadn’t found him yet she still loved him after all the years that had past. They had been in high school when he’d suddenly just up and left. Yaz had gone through a deep depression that had almost driven her crazy. Aspin would come from Franklin to visit Yaz often to try and get her to go out and have just a little bit of fun but half the time they would just end up walking around the neighborhood while Yaz vented her frustrations out on her which was fine.

  She always worried about her cousin they were thick as thieves. She’d spoken to Yaz about two weeks ago and she had told her that she was getting ready to take a long overdue vacation out of town which would be good for her because she needed it. She’d call and check on her when she had the time. Yaz had been thrilled when she decided to rent an apartment in Brentwood because they would be closer. Aspin shook her head thinking about Yaz and her two crazy best friends who were “Three peas in a pod.” God she loved her cousin. Yaz deserved some happiness in her life.

  Aspin opened her mailbox, pulled her mail out, and shuffled through it. Finally, she breathed… The bank had approved her for a loan and now she was going to become a homeowner. Being a dentist was great and the money wasn’t too bad either. She had wanted to live in the Oak Hill area for a long time and now she would be able to. She had saved up more than enough to put down and if she played her cards right she would get the house that she had been looking at for the last three weeks. Hers and best friends dental office was located in Brentwood and Oak Hill would be just minutes away from her office. She made a silent fist pump to the Lord and ran in to call her family and her best friend to tell them the good news.

  Chapter Three

  Over the next few weeks, Aspin saw “Mr. Fine ass” in the market as she did every time she went on her morning run. He was always there stocking the shelves or getting a quick bite to eat for breakfast. She always made sure to linger just a little bit longer each time in case either one of them decided to actually work up the nerve to say more than “good morning” to each other. His strong tanned body looked like it would rip through the shirt he is wearing. My God what was it about this man that had her reacting so strong to him? She reached into the cooler and grabbed a bottle of water and this time she couldn’t take her eyes of his rippling muscles as he stood there sipping his coffee. She skimmed over his body then back up to his face. This time he caught her watching him. He grinned at her then rubbed his hand over his thick cock so she could really help see how big it was through his jeans. Shocked that she’d been caught she jerked her eyes away and continued her shopping. As she rounded the corner to grab her favorite Granny Smith apple she felt a warm strong arm wrap around her waist and pull her back against a hard chest as she heard him whispered, "Did you like what you saw?”

  Her heart began to palpitate a mile a minute. She couldn’t believe he was standing behind her and touching her. He skimmed his hands down the side of her hips making her body tremble with need. She wanted him to touch her where she ached the most. “Please, she whimpered as the words slipped from her mouth.” “Please what,” he said, as he nipped at the side of her neck. Swallowing hard she said, “Touch me here and guided his hands and between her legs, then instantly feeling embarrassed at what she was asking him to do and inside of store of all places! This was not like her…what was she doing?

  His hand glided in between her thighs feeling how damp and warm she was through her spandex jogging pants. "You feel so fuck’in nice and warm he groaned, I bet your pussy is even warmer. “Damn, I would love taste you, just run my tongue through your juicy slit until I found your clit…Mmm…he quietly moaned. I know you’d taste fuck’in good he said, as he continued to rub her pussy through her leggings while nipping her neck once again, but I can’t he said, as he slowly removed his hand. It’s against everything that I’ve been taught. He turned and walked away from her leaving her aching, breathless and speechless. “What the hell just happened here she said to herself,” as she glanced around to see if anyone saw what had happened. Placing the bottle of water and apple down, she left before she embarrassed herself even more. Damn what was wrong with her!

  Chapter Four

  {Five months later}

  Eytin Waite was a six feet- four, thirty-year old single white male and a member of the Aryan Brotherhood. He had learned to write their particularly infamous complicated, two-stage encryption system, which allowed their incarcerated members to orchestrate business on the inside as well as the outside by writing a series of seemingly innocuous letters. The cellie that had ratted on him was now mysteriously dead which meant that he was indebted to them once again. William had already contacted him and gave him explicit detail to find out who broke into their establishment and take a pound flesh from their ass. When William found out that they were black, he’d told him to kill the bastards. For the most part William wrote to them in letters or he used burner phones to communicate with them. They didn’t want any calls they made traceable. They always had a stash of phones on hand just in case they needed to trash them quick. Eytin took out his cigarette lighter burned the letter, and tossed it in the fireplace. He still believed in the purity of preserving their white race. That’s how he was raised and he had stood strong with it until he met the sexy black woman that he now craved.

  He stood and stretched then walked over to his bedroom window and just as the beautiful black woman that he had secretly fantasized about for months now pulled into her driveway and stepped out of her car. His cock hardened at what his eyes saw before him. Aspin Carmichael was a beautiful five feet-two-inch, twenty-seven year old caramel macchiato skinned black woman that could make his cock rock hard in an instant just by looking at her. She had moved into the house across the street from him about three months ago and had wreaked havoc on his senses ever since the first time he has saw her at his uncle’s market. He watched her pull her purse and laptop out of her car stroll up to her front door opened it and like clockwork, she would look back at his house as if she knew he was standing there watching her. She turned and stepped inside closing her door.

  He would never forget the first time he’d touched seen her at the market and then the night that she had knocked on his door and asked if he had seen Mrs. Hall’s black cat. She had been shocked to see him again though neither made mention of their brief contact in the market. A group of neighbors on the block had started a neighborhood search for the old woman’s cat because she was too old to come out and search for it herself, the old woman loved that cat to death and was worried sick about it being missing. When he opened his door,
it was obvious that Aspin was taken aback due to the fact that she could now clearly see he had Aryan Brotherhood tatted down the front of his arm in old english letters and AB tatted down his other. She had cautiously taken a step back unsure if she should even ask him a damn thing but something akin to lust had darkened her Jade green eyes as he watched her breath hitch at the sight of seeing him again. She had stopped coming into the market after their brief encounter, but that didn’t stop him from seeking her out to find out who she was.

  He had stood there with a grimace on his face and allowed her to take all of him in, so she would know just exactly who she was dealing with but God bless her, she straightened her back rose her defiant little chin up to him and asked him first about the cat and then about his tats. “Hadn’t the neighbors told her about him yet he had wondered?” Cocking his eyebrow he explicitly explained to her first that he hadn’t seen the damn cat then he explained what he and his boys were about, he thought she would high tail her sexy ass on off his porch, but then she shocked the shit out him by extending her hand expecting him to shake it. When he didn’t she told him her name extended her hand again then went to grab his hand and he jerked back. Her eyes had bucked wide and she slowly nodded her head in understanding and walked away.

  He hadn’t meant to jerk away from her it was just a normal reaction he’d had toward anyone he didn’t know. His parents use to beat him when was a child up until they sent him to live with his grandparents. Though the beatings stopped, his uncle Durk had taken him under his wing and practically raised him. He would take him with him and hang out all night. Things had eased up a little back then even though William and his uncle Durk made all of the young recruits whore themselves out, it sure as hell beat not getting his ass kicked by both of his crack head parents while in their drug induced state. When his boy first arrived to Nashville, he was the one who showed him around and kept AJ from getting his ass kicked by a group of black boys when they were in school. Eytin had already been in the group two years before AJ came along thanks to his fucking uncle.