by K NICOLE
“You don’t understand,” he one shoulder shrugged, and spoke.
“Yeah, I guess I don’t.”
I changed the subject and we chopped it up for a little while longer before going our separate ways after we had all the drugs separated. Tomorrow, we would be back because some of our niggas needed to reup. Roman mumbled something about stopping at Perri’s and my eyebrow rose, but I didn’t utter a word. She would have to handle that situation and let him know what was up. Pretty much, it seemed as if Roman was gon’ let up and I would have to step back until Perri let him know what it was and ended that shit.
ROMAN
Perri was being dry in her texts or barely even texting back. Her mood towards me has shifted tremendously. That and the news of this new baby had me stressed out. I needed to get away but knowing how my wife had been so sick lately, I couldn’t just up and fly out of the country. I had to be there for her. Instead of spending a lot of time with Perri like I used to, I was home more. I could tell Diah appreciated that shit too.
The kids were gone to her parent’s house for the weekend and I had just sent Diah to the spa. While she was out, I was gon’ make my way over to Perri’s real quick to see what was up with her and this new found attitude.
It took me less than thirty minutes to make it to her house. Her car wasn’t in her driveway. I placed my car in park and shot her a message asking her, her location. Ten minutes later, no answer. I called. No answer. Perri was beginning to piss me off. This wasn’t like her at all. I could wait here all day until she returned home, but she could be out of town for all I know. I didn’t like this new Perri.
Leaving her place, I decided to stop by Zeus’s shit to see what he was up to. We argued and had our disagreements, but we were brothers at the end of the day and were all we got. I knew damn well he was just fuckin’ with me about Perri. He wouldn’t do that shit to me. That’s what I kept telling myself over and over, but in the back of my mind...
I knocked and rang Zeus doorbell, but he never came to the door. I couldn’t open his garage to see if any of his cars were missing. This nigga was gone too. I see everybody had plans but me, so I took my black ass back to the house to wait on my wife.
Diah made it home thirty minutes after I did. She was glowing more than she usually was. I could kick myself for cheating on her beautiful ass. Diah was really all I needed but my ass was selfish and wanted my cake and eat it too.
“I feel so refreshed,” she gloated. “Thanks for that babe.” She leaned over and pecked me on my lips. I was sitting up on the couch playing the game. “Have you eaten?”
I nodded while focusing on the game. “Yeah. I stopped and got a hamburger.”
“Stopped? Oh, where did you go while I was gone?” she asked, and I realized my slip up.
“To see Zeus but he wasn’t even home.” I was quick on my feet. That was the partial truth.
Diah stood there staring at me like she was expecting me to say something else. I wasn’t looking at her, but I could see her from the corner of my eye. She finally took off upstairs and the breath I was holding, I finally released it. Diah couldn’t know about Perri. I was trippin’.
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What the -
I squeezed my eyes shut and then popped them open to look down. Diah had her lips wrapped around my dick. I tossed my head back and ran my hands down my face. I thought it was Perri who had woken me up with head, but it was my wife. I’m glad I didn’t moan out Perri’s name. Diah would be running to the courthouse to get a divorce from my ass.
The slurping noises she was making and the suction from her mouth had my toes curling. I was on the verge of a nut. I grabbed her ponytail and pulled her off of me, my dick plopping out of her mouth. I didn’t want her swallowing my nut carrying my kid. I don’t even fuck Diah for days after I fuck Perri, but I would fuck Perri after Diah, if that made sense. I loved the both of them, but I was in love with my wife and wouldn’t do her dirtier than I already was.
“Fuuuck Diah. Damn. Shit,” I huffed out. Her eyes met mine and my mouth parted. Diah knew I loved when she looked at me while sucking my dick. Man... she was the whole package. Sexy, funny, and nasty. She took care of home and the kids and still had time to please her man.
“Mmmm,” moaned Diah. “This my dick, right Roman?”
I frowned.
“Yeah, you know it is,” I truthfully replied. I just rented it out from time to time. “Why would you ask that?”
Instead of answering me, Diah covered the head of my dick and bobbed her head until I pulled back and exploded in my hand. My eyes were closed but I heard her walk towards the bathroom. She literally sucked the soul out of me and all I wanted to do now was sleep.
Something told me to pop my eyes back open and when I did, I wasn’t expecting to see my phone missing on the nightstand. My briefs and shorts were still down to my ankles. I jumped up and called out to Diah in the process of pulling my clothes up. Her ass had my phone, and I knew there had to be shit in there because I didn’t delete. I did have a code on my phone, but females still knew a way around shit like that. The bathroom door was closed, and I turned the doorknob.
“Diah!” I yelled out. “I’ll kick the damn door down bro. Where my fuckin’ phone?”
The door unlocked and I pushed it open, glaring down at my wife with my phone in her shaky hand. It was still on my lock screen and now saying I was locked out. She couldn’t get it in. Thank God.
“You have something to hide?” she asked, voice quavering. Diah’s eyes were big and were watering. She hadn’t even gotten a chance to get in my shit and her ass was already on the verge of crying. If she would have gotten in it, her heart would have been broken and she probably would have woken me up with a baseball bat to my damn head.
“Man nah,” I lied, snatching my phone out of her grip. “It’s the principle. I don’t go through your shit.”
“I haven’t been moving funny for you to have to go through my shit!” she screeched.
“I’m moving funny? All I do is be in these streets, getting money for this family,” I said, lying again. That wasn’t all I did. And I wasn’t in the streets like I had just told her. We had lil’ niggas to handle that.
“Lie again, Roman. You don’t even be touching the drugs like that. I’m no dummy.”
I don’t know what had bought this on because my wife was just in there sucking the skin off my dick. How she went from wanting to please me to wanting to go through my phone so quickly? Her ass wanted to put me to sleep all this time and she knew by me bussin’ a nut would do the trick. Sneaky ass.
“You're trippin’ and getting' yourself worked up for nothing, Diah. You’re pregnant. Stop your bullshit before you have my child worked up too,” I told her, reaching to touch her flat stomach. She slapped my hand away.
“It ain’t the fucking principle. You just have some shit to hide.” She peered down and chuckled. “Clothes all fucked up trying to get to your damn phone.” I glanced down and my shorts were twisted. I pulled them to the right to adjust them and walked away from her to start the shower, making sure to keep my phone with me.
Diah left the bathroom and I closed and locked it. I didn’t have time for her shenanigans. I had to shit, and while I sat on the toilet, I deleted the message thread between me and Perri and I hid her pictures in my phone. There were a few of them that I couldn’t bring myself into deleting.
The house was quiet when I finished showering. Diah’s keys and the purse she toted around were missing and when I looked outside, so was her car. She better have left to just get the kids and that’s it. I trekked back to the room and peeked into the closet. Her suitcase and duffle bags were still in place. I unlocked my phone and still didn’t have any messages from Zeus or Perri and it had the wheels in my head turning. Something wasn’t right about this shit. My intuition and gut was telling me my brother wasn’t playing when he claimed he was gon’ go after Perri. It was bothering the fuck out of me, and I knew I shouldn
’t even be thinking about her ass right now. I needed to be focused on Diah because now she was suspicious as fuck and I’m not sure how she caught that vibe. I couldn’t have been moving recklessly. Could I?
PERRI
Zeus was perfect. He was a gentleman even though he was rough when I had first met him. Zeus had asked if I wanted to go out of town with him to handle some business, and before I said yes, I had to make sure Roman wasn’t coming as well. My car was parked in his garage, and he promised me no one could pull his garage up. I could tell I was annoying him just a little bit when it came to Roman finding out about us, but I wasn’t ready to go down that road right now because I was sure Roman was going to act out. I had seen on my camera app that he had showed up to my house and then Zeus saw that he showed up at his as well like twenty-five minutes later.
We were in Atlanta. Instead of hopping on the jet he shared with his brother, Zeus drove us down instead. I offered to drive some, but he said he had it. Once we arrived and checked into a room at a hotel downtown that had two queen-sized beds, he crashed. I was tired too. I climbed into the other bed and fell asleep.
Zeus didn’t press up on me or pressure me to fuck. I knew when it was time, that it would be right, and I knew damn well that I wouldn’t turn him down. My pussy was aching for him to play with her. She was willing to wait. Hopefully he wouldn’t make her wait too much longer because she was anxious to feel him.
“You hungry?”
My eyes had fluttered open, and I stretched while watching Zeus move around the room in just briefs. His back was to me, and I wanted him to turn around so I could see his print. If it was nonexistent, I would be highly disappointed.
Zeus just stepped out of the shower because he smelled like soap and the bathroom door was still open and I could smell the strong scent coming from there too. Very manly. I loved a good smelling man. Then his physique. His chocolate skin was tatted all over. His back was covered. When he made a simple move, the muscle in his legs, arms, and back flexed. I was so hypnotized by him that I forgot to respond to his question, and he turned to ask me again. This time I got a good view of the bulge on his inner thigh. Damn. That muthafucka was thick and long! Zeus was definitely more blessed than his brother. I was fucking the wrong damn brother!
Zeus chortled. “Did you hear anything I asked you or you were mesmerized, or something?” My face heated and I shook my head and made myself look him in the eyes.
“No, I’m sorry. I was mesmerized,” I giggled nervously. Hey, I was honest though. Zeus licked his bottom slowly. “Can you put on some damn clothes?” We both laughed. He grabbed his jeans and sat down on his bed. “I am hungry.”
“Aight. We can go do that. I don’t have to do business until tomorrow so whatever you want to do in Atlanta, we can”
With both feet in the legs of his jeans, Zeus stood and pulled them up. I got a glimpse of his dick once more and then grabbed my overnight bag to get myself together in the bathroom. I didn’t know much about Atlanta, so I didn’t know what I wanted to do. I knew for a fact just being around Zeus, we were bound to figure it out and have fun.
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We ended up at The Capital Grille. I’ve always heard the food was good and expensive, and it was definitely both. The lobster mac ‘n cheese was my favorite and Zeus went in on his ribeye. We got to know each other more over dinner. We were both full and decided to just go back to the room. I was so bloated; I could barely breathe.
The night air was warm and sticky. When I got back in the room, I hopped back in the shower first. Zeus was on the balcony smoking when I emerged from the bathroom. I opened the slide door and peeked my head out.
“I’m out,” I let him know. He reached the blunt out to me and stood up. I sat down as he sauntered inside. I was good and high after a while. I finished and ashed the blunt. The cold air hit me as soon as I walked back inside of the room, my nipples hardening instantly. Zeus was still in the shower because the water was still running. I could just picture the water raining down onto Zeus’s chocolate, hard rock body. I cleaned my hands with sanitizer and then climbed in my bed before my legs led me to the bathroom. I wasn’t trying to move fast with Zeus but the nigga was making it hard for me.
I was on my side with my back towards the bathroom when I heard the bathroom door open and his soap once again, evaded my nostrils. I inhaled and squeezed my legs shut. I was trying to fight this battle and come on top but I was quickly losing it. I shut my eye to pretend as if I was sleep. Maybe if I did that, I would actually go. That was quickly pushed to the side when my stomach grumbled loudly. I shouldn’t have smoked. Now, I had the munchies.
“Getcho ass up and eat something,” Zeus chuckled. “I’m dressed. You can turn around.”
I rolled over and looked at him. “Stop assuming you know what is on my mind or what I am thinking,” I smiled, shyly.
“I know you’re scared of this big muthafucka,” Zeus bluntly spoke, causing me to blush. He was shirtless but had on black basketball shorts on and the waistband of his red briefs peeking out from the top. “I have some snacks we could both munch on.” I sat up and kept my eyes trained on Zeus as he ambled to his black Nike bag and opened it. I watched him pull out two guns and my eyes widened. Then he pulled out a few bags of fruit snacks and hot chips. Zeus tossed me one of each and I forgot about the guns and opened the snacks.
We were both high as a kite, eating and laughing at Martin. It had come on at the right time. Everything Martin Lawrence did in this show was funny as fuck and I was in tears. I hopped up to brush my teeth and Zeus did the same. I wasn’t trying to be shy around him, but I was. Trying to brush my teeth all cute ‘n shit, I kept my eyes on the sink, knowing Zeus was staring a hole into me. He was so close to me; my clit was throbbing something serious. It was damn near painful and unbearable.
Zeus reached over me and his arm brushed against mine. My knees buckled and he reached out and grabbed me, stopping my fall. In the process, he dropped his toothbrush on the floor.
“Fuck,” he huffed, but turned to me. “You aight?”
I mentally cussed myself out and got myself together. This wasn’t a good look at all. I almost hit the floor in front of this fine ass man the gods took his time with. Just embarrassing myself.
I removed the toothbrush out of my mouth and rinsed it off. Zeus picked his off the floor and tossed in the trash. I felt bad for making him drop his.
“I’m fine,” I mumbled.
“If it makes you feel better, I have an extra toothbrush in my bag.”
I gargled with Listerine and spit it out. “Good.”
I wiped my mouth with a clean face towel, tossed it and left the bathroom. If I could crawl into a hole right now, I would. Instead, I crawled back into the bed and tossed the covers over my head. My high was gone.
The sound of Zeus flicking the light off and stomping back into the room could be heard. I listened to his every move. When the padding of his feet got closer to my bed, my heart stopped. When he pulled my covers back and crawled in bed behind me, I died.
Without turning his way, I asked, “What are you doing? Your bed is over there, Zeus.”
“The way my name rolls off your tongue turns me on Perri. You don’t think I wasn’t aware of you squeezing your thighs together all day just from my presence, do you? I was very aware.”
I shuddered from his minty breath tickling my neck and my ear. Zeus' arm wrapped around me, and he pulled me roughly into his body, my ass landing against his very hard dick. Zeus planted a kiss on my neck and a moan escaped my mouth unwanted.
“I’m not gon’ do shit you don’t want me to do, Perri,” he whispered. After saying that, he slid his hand inside of my pajama short, slipping past my panties, and when the pads of his fingers touched my clit, I lost it. My legs spread and I forced Zeus’s fingers inside of me.
“Damn, you ready,” he growled, roughly biting my neck and pushing his fingers in and out of my already soaking wet hole.
; “Shit,” I cried out.
Zeus continued to fuck me with his fingers until I was coating his fingers with my sweet nectar. When he removed his hand, Zeus pushed me onto my back and attacked my clit with his mouth. My fists gripped the sheets and my back arched off the bed. He was lethal as fuck with his mouth.
“Zeuuuus!” I cried out. I reached down and pushed his head farther into pussy. He licked, slurped, and ate the fuck out of my shit until I was cuming again, and he didn’t let up until I was licked clean. Through hooded eyes, I saw Zeus clean his mouth with his hand and lay on his back. I know this nigga think we were done, and he wasn’t going to give me none of that dick! My girl was still doing flips.
Before he could utter a word, I pulled his shorts and briefs down and wrapped my mouth around the head of his dick. Pre-cum oozed from the hole and into my mouth. It was salty but didn’t taste bad. I could hear that his breathing had hitched, and his body was stiff. Then his hand went to my hair, and he gripped it – hard, but it only turned me on.
“Shit Perri,” he groaned.
Now this was a big muthafucka. I was surprised I could even fit in my mouth, but I relaxed my jaw and throat and worked a miracle. The way I licked and sucked the head, Zeus was damn near seizing. I plopped his dick out of my mouth and went for the balls.
“Ahhh shit girl. Fuck!”
Humming, I looked up at Zeus who had his head up and was looking at me. From the light coming from the TV, his eyes were low and lustfully staring at me. I made sure to make it extra sloppy, spit seeping from the side of my mouth. I stuffed my mouth with his dick and my neck went to work. Zeus pushed me off of him and rolled on top of me. I used the sheet to clean my mouth. He looked me in my eyes and I couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but right now, my pussy needed him.