by CJ Hudson
It didn’t take him long to get to her house, considering his pace. Hakim walked in the house and looked around. He half expected Nikki’s mother to come out and start either cussing him out or sucking him off. When he didn’t see either her mother or her sister, he crept down the hallway to the bathroom and slowly pushed the door open.
He was instantly turned on by the sight of Nikki sitting in the tub, fondling one of her breasts. He almost came on himself right then. Hakim eased out of the bathroom and tiptoed down to her bedroom, where he stripped naked. With his dick sticking straight up in the air, he made his way back down the hallway.
When he opened the bathroom door, he was surprised to see Nikki sitting on the edge of the tub staring at him. She had a devilish smile on her face. “Did you actually think you could creep up on me in my own house and I wouldn’t hear yo’ ass? You know damn well I got that ghetto hearing.”
“Damn, I guess you do,” Hakim said.
“Sooo, what have we there?” Nikki asked, eyeing his penis. “Looks like somebody is very happy to see me.”
Nikki walked over to Hakim, reached down, and grabbed his manhood. Hakim’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as she stroked it to maximum hardness. After kissing his chest, Nikki led Hakim into her bedroom.
“Where is yo’ moms and sister at?”
“I don’t know, and right now, I don’t give a fuck. Hell, I ain’t seen them two skanks in a couple of days.”
Hakim felt guilty as thoughts of Nikki’s mother popped into his head. Nikki walked him over to the bed and sat down on it with Hakim in front of her. She then took him into her mouth.
“Oh, shit,” he said as Nikki worked her magic.
“Mhhhm,” she moaned as she savored the taste of Hakim’s sex element. Just when he was about to bust, Nikki took her mouth off of it and scooted back toward the head of the bed. She then spread her legs and blew Hakim a kiss.
“Come and get it.” Hakim’s dick pulled the rest of his body into the warm confines of Nikki’s sex.
“Ooo, yes, baby,” Nikki said as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Hakim started off slow, but after a while, the two of them were going at it hot and heavy. Thirty-five minutes later, both of them were snoring like goats.
Chapter 31
The second Cedric walked back through Cookie’s door, Dru knew something had gone wrong. The two of them had been friends since the first grade, so he knew the shifty look and nervous movements Cedric was exhibiting all too well.
“Ay yo, you take care of that?” Red asked him without even looking up. He was in the middle of rolling a blunt.
“Fo sho. That nigga sleeping wit’ the fishes,” Cedric said as he shifted his weight from side to side.
“Good, ’cause I ain’t got time for no untrustworthy-ass niggas in my camp. Y’all feel me?” he asked, looking both of them directly in the eyes. Both of them nodded in agreement.
“Now let me tell you two young-ass niggas something. I didn’t body that nigga ’cause he fucked my bitch. I would never catch a case over a broad. I did it ’cause he disrespected me. Never let a muthafucka disrespect you out here. ’Cause if you do, everybody gonna try to do it.”
Red studied the faces of his two young protégés. He wanted to make sure that they understood the repercussions of crossing a man like him.
“A’ight, I’m gonna go back here and holla at this broad for a second. When I come back, we gon’ break this shit down. Dru, how yo’ li’l niggas out there coming along with that pack?”
Before Dru could answer, the Lil Wayne ring tone went off on his cell phone.
“Yo, tell it,” he answered. After listening for a few seconds, Dru started smiling. “A’ight, bet. I’m gonna see what’s up and hit you back in a few.” He said to Red, “Them niggas been out there in the trap getting it in. My boy James said the new kid we got on our team be holding it down like a G.”
“Who you talkin’ ’bout, that nigga Hakim?” Cedric chimed in.
“Hakim? Y’all talkin’ ’bout that young-ass nigga who works at the shoe store?” Red asked, laughing.
“I’m telling you that kid ain’t no joke out there. James said he be holding it down all night. They say they ready to re-up and shit.”
Red rubbed his chin and nodded in satisfaction. He hadn’t expected the soldiers on the block to sell out so soon. He figured that if they were slinging like that, he should get them all together see what was up.
“Tell you what. Go pick up both of them li’l niggas and bring ’em to my spot in about an hour.”
As Red headed toward Cookie’s bedroom, Dru did some quick thinking. He’d followed Red over to Cookie’s house, and they hadn’t stopped anywhere, and when Red got out of the car, he was empty-handed. Right then, he deduced that Red had dope stashed at Cookie’s place. Whether she knew it, Dru was unsure, but he did know one thing. If there was dope in the house, he was going to do his best to steal it.
Seeing the smirk on Dru’s face, Cedric couldn’t help but wonder what larcenous thoughts swam around in his partner’s head.
* * *
With tears in her eyes, Cookie sat on the bed, picking at her fingernails. She couldn’t believe Red had the audacity to slap her in front of his friends like she was a piece of trash. She knew she had taken it too far by sleeping with Ray-Ray, and now her attempt to gain revenge on Red not only ended with her getting a black eye, but more importantly, it ended up costing a man his life. It didn’t matter that she wasn’t too fond of Ray-Ray. She still felt bad that her antics caused his death. She jumped when Red came into the bedroom and sat beside her. He reached out to touch her face, but she turned away.
“I know you ain’t still mad about that other bitch. I told you, I’m through with that ho. It’s just you and me from now on.”
Cookie knew that Red was just telling her what he thought she wanted to hear. Still, she wanted to believe him. She started to soften until the mirror reminded her why she was mad in the first place. “Did you have to hit me in front of your friends?”
“Look, my bad on that. But how the fuck you think it made me feel seeing that nigga lying in this fucking bed buck-naked? What was I s’posed to do, let that shit ride? Nah, fuck that. I ain’t letting no nigga disrespect me like that.”
Cookie wanted so badly to ask him why it was different for him. But the truth of the matter was that she’d known the rules when she got in the game. There was no way in the world she should have ever expected a dope-dealing baller like Red to be faithful.
His hearty laughter interrupted her thoughts. She was about to ask him what was so funny until she looked at the television and saw Red’s favorite show, Sanford and Son, on the screen.
“Fred be tripping me the fuck out. Hey, baby, go get me a beer out of the fridge.”
Cookie rolled her eyes but got up to go and get it. On the way back, it took everything in her power to keep from spitting in it.
* * *
After convincing Cookie to give him a quick blowjob before he left, Red drove back to his place. On the way there, he stopped at IHOP, where he met up with his connect and purchased two kilos of cocaine. He was going to chop up the product that he’d gotten from Cookie’s house and distribute it to Dru and Cedric, but he changed his mind when he heard about how James and Hakim were working the trap. Now he wanted to gather everyone together and designate some kind of order to the situation.
When he left IHOP, Red stopped at the store to grab himself a pack of smokes. While there, he ran into Tick.
“Yo, Red, wassup? Let a brother hold something.”
“Nigga, if you don’t get the fuck away from me, I’m gonna let you hold something all right, but it ain’t gon’ be what you wanna hold.”
Tick frowned and walked away. “That bastard ain’t nothing like his cousin,” Tick mumbled.
When Red finally did get back to his house, Dru, Cedric, and James were sitting in Dru’s car, waiting for him. After the three of them went into the h
ouse, Red asked about the whereabouts of Hakim. “Ay yo, where that other nigga at?”
“I don’t know,” James said. “I called his cell and didn’t get no—” James held up a finger and answered his cell. “Where the fuck you at?” James listened for a few seconds and then told Hakim to hold on. “He’s at his girl’s house. He says he was asleep when I called at first.”
“Tell him that you ’bout to come pick him up if he wanna make some real bread.”
“Yo, man, I’m ’bout to come scoop you in ten minutes. It’s ’bout to be on and poppin’ in this bitch.”
James used Dru’s car to go pick Hakim up. Dru and Red passed a blunt back and forth while waiting.
* * *
Hakim rolled out of the bed quietly. He didn’t want to wake Nikki after the bomb sex she’d just put on him.
He’d actually been awake for the past ten minutes, trying to think of a way to ask Nikki to let him move in without it costing him a whole lot. He was certain that she would let him stay there, but what it would cost him remained to be seen, especially with her mother’s and sister’s hands out. After getting dressed, he eased out of the bedroom and the front door. James had just pulled up when he walked outside.
As he turned to close the door, a smile crept across his face. He no longer had to worry about what it would cost him to stay. Once Nikki and the rest of her family saw the eviction notice taped on their door, they would be begging him to live there.
* * *
Tammy opened her eyes, slightly confused. For a split second, she had no idea where she was. The arm wrapped around her shoulders brought the memories flooding back to her. She turned her head to the left and smiled. Once again, Bobby had been her knight in shining armor. Tammy leaned over and kissed Bobby on the neck. His scent started making her moist as she gently sucked on his earlobe. Then she ran her hand down his chest and almost exploded on herself when she reached up under his shirt and felt his rock-hard six-pack.
Bobby woke up to a pleasant surprise as Tammy ran her tongue down the side of his neck. “Uhmmm, what are you doing?”
Instead of answering his question, Tammy reached down and started unbuckling his belt.
“Damn, you sure you wanna do this?”
Tammy didn’t answer him with words. Instead, she reached inside of his jeans and pulled out his throbbing member. Bobby almost released right then and there as her smooth hands rubbed and caressed his shaft to maximum hardness.
Tammy looked deep into Bobby’s eyes. She wanted to make sure that what she was about to do wouldn’t come back to haunt her later on. Throwing caution to the wind, Tammy did something that she’d only heard about or seen in a porno movie. She lowered her head to his shaft and started sucking gently. She’d always told herself that if she ever got up the nerve to give a guy head, it would have to be someone special, and in her book, Bobby qualified as that someone.
“Oh God,” he moaned as she took her time and pleased him with skills that belied a first-timer.
I guess watching porno movies does pay off. “You like that?” she asked when she came up for air.
“Oooo, hell yeah.”
Wanting this to be a special night for himself as well, Bobby stood and picked Tammy up into both of his arms. He carried her into his bedroom and laid her down. Tammy panted as Bobby kissed her inner thigh. She shuddered as his tongue traveled up toward her sweet mound. She thought she was going to lose all control when he blew into her vagina and followed it up by kissing it and then gently sucking on her clit.
After five minutes of foreplay, Tammy was practically begging Bobby to enter her. Bobby was more than willing to oblige her as he mounted her tender frame with care. Normally, Bobby would be balls deep into a girl by now, but there just something about Tammy that made him want to enjoy her. That made him want to please her just as much as he wanted to be pleased himself. She whimpered softly as he entered her. Bobby lost himself in the sweetness of Tammy as she called his name repeatedly. His massive yet tender strokes caused her to melt into his world, just as her softness caused her to mesh with his.
The two of them made love into the wee hours of the morning, until Bobby’s cell phone awakened him and reminded him that he was supposed to be at Red’s an hour and a half ago.
“Fuck,” he said softly as he got out of his bed and slipped back into his clothes. He hoped that Tammy wouldn’t be mad at him for handling his business, but this was something he had to do to keep his pockets fat.
* * *
By the time two o’clock in the morning rolled around, Janice had learned the hard way that the man of her dreams was a certified nightmare. The monkey named cocaine had grown so large on her back that she had shamefully agreed to let one of the women suck one of her titties for a snort. High as a kite, with tears in her eyes, Janice looked at Steve as the other woman fingered her. Janice felt embarrassed and ashamed.
She became even more disgusted at herself for not being able to stop the orgasm that threatened to erupt as the woman continued to pinch and flick at her clit. Janice tried to stop herself, but she just couldn’t. Tears flowed from her eyes as hot, sticky cum ran down her leg.
“I thought you loved me. Why would you make me do this?”
“Love you? What the fuck ever made you thought I loved you?”
Janice’s heart broke in half. If she had a razor, she would have slit her wrists right then and there. She couldn’t believe that this was the man she’d abandoned her kids for. Now she was beginning to wonder if Steve really was trying to spy on Tammy. As her high started wearing off, the monkey on her back started pounding. The woman who’d been fingering her earlier had disappeared. Janice had thought that she’d seen her leave with someone, but she wasn’t sure. At that point, Janice realized that she was in the room alone.
She was just about to call out for Steve when his friend walked into the room with nothing on but a wife beater. His limp dick hung eight inches past his balls as he walked in and sat in the leather recliner adjacent from her. Janice was mortified. She couldn’t believe that some man she’d just met would do such a thing. She jumped off the couch at lightning speed and ran to Steve’s bedroom. She tried to open the door, but to her surprise, it was locked.
“Steve! Steve,” she shouted as she struggled to turn the knob.
“What the hell do you what?”
Janice was beyond shocked that Steve was talking to her that way, but she ignored it for the moment. “I need to talk to you!”
“I’m kinda busy in here, so you’re just gonna have to take yo’ ass back in the living room and wait until I’m done!”
Janice was so mad she had a good mind to leave. But then she thought about how good Steve was giving the dick to her and didn’t want to piss him off. Plus, her high was starting to wear off, and she needed him to hook her up with more dope. Like a small child who’d just been chastised, Janice slunk back into the living room, where the man was now drinking a glass of vodka and snorting lines of cocaine from a mirror.
He had taken off his wife beater and was now totally nude. Janice cringed when she noticed how his now-semi-erect penis seemed to be pointing at her. The man set the mirror down on the table and started sipping his drink. He remained silent, with a sinister smirk on his face, as he watched Janice sniff and rub her nose. He knew that she wanted some in the worst way. All he had to do was wait, and he would get whatever he wanted from her. He knew that once Steve’s main customer got a hold of her, she’d be lost, so he figured that he may as well fuck her while he had the chance.
“Excuse me,” Janice said, not being able to take it any longer, “but do you think you could share your candy with me?”
“If I give you some of this, what you gon’ do for me?”
Janice knew what he was getting at, but she tried to buy it with money instead.
He laughed at her. “Sweetheart, I don’t want ya money. I wanna see how good you can suck a dick.”
Janice wanted to scream. Suicidal t
houghts popped in and out of her head. “I don’t want to do that,” she said.
“Suit ya’self,” he said as he got up. He reached down and grabbed the mirror and attempted to walk past her.
Instinctively, she reached out and grabbed his arm. “No, wait,” she begged. “Okay. Okay,” she conceded as she eyed the white demon.
The man extended his arm so that the mirror was just inches from Janice’s face. Then he pulled it back, shook his head, and pointed at his penis. He sat down on the couch and told Janice to get on her knees. Janice did as she was told and put the head in her mouth. She hated what she was doing but knew if she did a subpar job, she would get stiffed on the dope.
For a woman who just two weeks ago despised drugs, Janice felt like the biggest hypocrite in the world. It wasn’t until she felt a sharp pain in her anal area that she realized Steve had crept up behind her and started fucking her in the ass. Janice wanted to cry a river, but sadly she had no more tears to give.
Chapter 32
Tammy woke up feeling like a new woman. Although the pain of her mother choosing a man over her still resonated within her soul, the shock was slowly starting to wear off. She hated that Bobby had to leave and, more importantly, hadn’t come back yet, but she’d known what kind of man he was when she’d gotten involved with him.
Tammy smiled as she thought about her newfound love. Her spine tingled as she thought about the toe-curling lovemaking session she’d had with Bobby. After relieving her bladder, Tammy decided to call Hakim and see if he was okay. She became a little concerned when he didn’t answer.
She didn’t want to jump to conclusions and assume that he’d gone back to their mother’s house and caused trouble. Since she hadn’t gotten a phone call saying that he’d been locked up again, she shrugged it off and figured that he was probably busy with his new street job. Although she disapproved, Tammy knew that there was nothing she could do about it. Plus, she would look like a total hypocrite for looking down on Hakim when Bobby was in the streets even deeper than he was.