by K NICOLE
DIAH
You’re free. Papers are signed.
I didn’t bother texting Roman back but I was relieved that he stopped being an asshole and signed the papers. Now him getting them back to the lawyer was another task that I hoped he followed through with.
The kids were at school and I was just leaving my shop to meet Marco for lunch. I couldn’t wait to see his face. It had been almost a week and a half since I last saw him physically because he had been buried with work but we would always FaceTime during the day. We still didn’t have a title on us. The divorce wasn’t final and I really didn’t want to jump into a relationship just yet and getting married ever again was far from my mind. Roman fucked me up with that one.
We were meeting at Chili’s because I had a taste for some shrimp pasta. Like, my mouth was watering for it. Marco had texted me that he was there and was holding us a table down. I was two blocks away when a call from Lyric came through on Bluetooth.
“Hey bitch!” I answered with a grin on my face as if she could see me.
“Heeeey, what you up to?”
“Ummm,” I bit down on my lip. I hadn’t told Lyric I had been seeing Marco still. “On my lunch break.”
“With? Because I’m your only friend,” she smacked. I could hear a hint of jealousy in my friend’s tone and thought it was hilarious. “Ain’t shit funny.”
“It’s with Marco,” I informed her. I parked right beside his red Benz and checked myself out in the mirror.
“Ohhhh shit!” she squealed. “You get a pass for that one. Undez is coming to New Orleans this weekend.”
“Wow. Is ‘I’m never going to settle down’ Lyric thinking about settling down?” I asked her, stepping out of my car and locking up. I smooth down the pencil skirt I wore and adjusted my blouse.
“Maybe,” she whispered. “I’m scared and then with what Roman did to you, makes me more scared,” my friend admitted to me.
“Every nigga is not Roman. Undez actually seems like a nice guy. He really likes you,” I told her.
I stepped in and told the host that I already had someone sitting at a table waiting for me. She led me to where Marco was sitting, and he had his head down busy on his phone.
“Thanks,” I told the host and he glanced up with a grin on his handsome face. His very expensive cologne evaded my nostrils. Marco wore a black turtleneck with his Cuban link and he added a gold cross as well today.
“Hey.”
“Hey beautiful,” he replied.
A waitress came and took my drink order since Marco already had a lemonade sitting in front of him. I ordered a lemonade as well. I could have used a little alcohol but the kids would be out of school soon.
“How are you today?” I placed my Gucci purse beside me and gave Marco my undivided attention.
“I’m making it. Work keeps me busy, but I’m glad I was able to fit one of my favorite ladies in today.”
“Oh? One of your favorite ladies?” I half joked and he nodded with a sly grin.
“Yeah. You and my mama,” he clarified. “Diah. If I had another woman, you wouldn’t be sitting here right now. I don’t entertain multiple momen. I’ve told you that and I can’t stress it enough.”
Marco seemed sincere about being a one woman man so I dropped it. I was sure if I kept on, I would push him away. Everything he has said to me, I believed him. It was time for me to be happy again. I deserved it.
The hate I had for Roman, I had to let it go because I didn’t want to dwell on it any longer. He made his decisions and he had to pay the consequences for his actions. I wanted to be loved correctly, and if Marco was going to offer me that, then I’m all in.
ZEUS
With Draco no longer in the game, I had stepped up. There were gon be jealous nigga that felt like Draco should have chose them to take his place and I was prepared to deal with that. Since I’d been in Miami, I had to body three nigga for trying me and now niggas knew I wasn’t playing. They were gon put respect on my name or be buried. Straight like that.
Perri let Dina in and she was helping her plan this lavish wedding. The wedding is all she talked about. I was glad she was out of her funk after losing the baby. I mean, I understood because she was our first and I still felt some type of way about it too, but unfortunately, we had to move on with our lives. Skye is what we named her. She would always be a big part of our lives.
Since we’d been in Miami, it had been nothing but business for me. Tonight, I was taking Perri out. She had been out with Dina, but tonight I wanted to take her out on the town. Maybe hit the strip club since that was her favorite fuckin’ place it seemed like. That’s where she is always going with Dina.
This weekend, Roman was flying to Miami. Business meeting just like normal, but this time he was coming to see me. Hopefully it wouldn’t be awkward.
“P!” I yelled out, walking to where she was laying on the couch eating ice cream. It was now winter and Christmas was around the corner. For Thanksgiving we ended up spending it with Draco and his wife, but for Christmas we were flying back down to Dallas. FaceTime isn't the same as being in someone’s presence. I needed to hug my mama, nieces, and nephew.
“Yeah?” she answered, not looking up from the show she was watching.
“Tonight, we’re going on.”
I sat down where her feet were, placed them in my lap and began to rub them. She closed her eyes and let out a moan.
“That feels good. Where are we going tonight?”
“Where do you wanna go?” I asked her. Whatever she wanted to do, I would make it happen.
“Umm… I actually want to go to Rusty Pelican and sit outside, look at the water and sunset.”
My brow rose because I really thought she would say the strip club.
“And then we can hit the strip club and throw the women some bill money,” she laughed, acting like she was tossing money with her hands.
I knew it was coming.
“You been going to the strip club more than I do,” I scoffed.
“I just love the atmosphere and the grind. If I was down on my ass, I would strip. I like to dance, but I don’t have no big booty.”
“That thang be clappin’ tho,” I winked, causing her to jump up and make her little ass clap.
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“This is so beautiful,” Perri spewed, looking out at the water as she took a bite of her food.
“Not as beautiful as the view I have before me.”
“Awww bae. I really love you.”
“I love you too and if I could get back down on one knee and ask you to marry me again, I would. All over again,” I said, and tears pooled her eyes. She dabbed them with her napkin as her lips quivered.
“You’re the sweetest. How did God look out for me like this?” she asked. Perri took a sip of her wine.
“We both lucked up. You ready to go slap some ass?” I dug out my wallet and placed some bills on the table.
“Yeees. You done got me all emotional,” she laughed, tossing her head back. We stood and left the restaurant holding hands.
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I glanced down as my dick went in and out of Perri’s pussy. She was on her back with her legs spread as wide as she could get them. My hands were on either side of her as I pounded her.
“Zeeeeeus…”
“Say that shit,” I groaned.
I could make love to this woman all damn night. Pulling out, I replaced my dick with my lips and pulled on her swollen sex. I licked, kissed, sucked and pulled. Perri was breathing so hard, I was worried her ass would pass out. She knows I don’t hold back when it comes to pleasing her. I didn’t stop until she satisfied me by letting me taste her juices. Creaming all over my tongue.
Laying on my back, I pulled her on top of me and Perri didn’t waste any time sliding down on it. She was beautiful. Her face was contorted, causing her perfectly arched brows to dip. She bit down on her bottom lip as she bounced up and down. I reached up and took her breasts in my hand, toy
ing with her nipples. Pinching them. Twirling them. Pulling at them. It only caused Perri to ride me harder and faster. Nastier.
I slapped her ass and gripped her waist, assisting her. Like she always did, she slapped my hands away. Perri didn’t want any help with pleasing me. When she got on my dick, she always went crazy.
“I’m...I’m cuuuumming,” she moaned out louder.
“Cum all over this dick. I’m right behind you.” I thrusted quicker and she was squirting in no time and I emptied my seeds inside of her. Perri fell on top of me and I held her until we both caught our breaths. I thought we were gonna get up and shower but she had fallen asleep right there on my chest. Naked. I kissed her forehead a few times and closed my eyes.
ROMAN
I stepped off the jet and stretched. Miami weather was warm as fuck while back in Dallas I disliked stepping out because it was cold. I damn near thought about moving out here too but then I had to think about my kids. I didn’t want to be in a whole ‘nother state without them. Miles away.
There was a car waiting for me thanks to Zeus. It was a charcoal Challenger SRT Hellcat. With my luggage in tow, I clapped my hands as I checked it out, letting out a low whistle. This muthafucka was bad. I heard these cars were powerful monsters and I couldn’t wait to test it out.
A man appeared and handed me the keys. Zeus was showin’ out. I popped the truck, tossed my luggage inside, and then hopped behind the wheel admiring the inside of it. This bitch was bad.
It was late and going to the strip club was on my mind, but I didn’t feel like being around a crowd tonight. The meeting with Zeus was at nine in the morning and the time was about to be three in the morning now. Getting some rest was what was really on my mind. I slept on the jet but it didn’t seem like enough. Since it was just me in Dallas, I was doing a lot of running around doing pick ups and reups. On some weekends, I would have the kids. It felt like I was always on go, and a nigga needed some sleep.
“Yo!” I picked up when Zeus called.
“You made it in?” he asked, sounded groggily as if he had just woken up.
“Just touched down. On my way to the hotel now.”
“You know you could have stayed with me. We have plenty of room and I… I trust Perri.”
I snorted, “But you don’t trust me. I get it. Nah, I’m good though. I’ll fuck with you in the morning.”
“Bet.” He ended the call and I shook my head. That nigga was pussy whipped and I understood why, believe me. It was best that I didn’t stay at their crib because I couldn’t guarantee that my eyes would stay off Perri. I’m just being real.
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The meeting with my brother was at his crib. I put the address in my GPS and it took me twenty-five minutes to pull up to this mini mansion. Ohhhh I knew Perri loved that shit. She made sure to snatch up and lock down Zeus. I had heard they had lost their kid. My niece. That shit wasn’t a good feeling and I had reached out to my brother then to offer my condolences.
Stepping out of the Hellcat, I ambled to the front door and it opened before I could knock or ring the doorbell. Zeus appeared and we slapped hands and he brought me into a brotherly hug. My eyes darted around to see if Perri would appear.
“This a nice place,” I admitted to him.
The floors were clean and shiny. I saw shoes at the door so I decided to respect their shit and remove mine. My stomach dropped when I saw Perri emerging from the kitchen with a plate of food in her hands and a glass of orange juice. Instead of speaking, she walked up the stairs.
Rude bitch, I thought to myself. She could have spoken. I tried to hide the disappointment on my face just so Zeus wouldn’t catch it but he caught every fucking thing.
“Watch it,” was all he said, before turning and sauntering off. I followed him to the kitchen.
“This is where you’re holding the meeting?” I asked, glancing over the spread of food that was on the huge, black marble island.
“You hungry or not?” Zeus started to fix himself a plate and I grabbed one up that was on the counter and started to fix mine. I piled bacon, pan sausage, biscuits, eggs, grits, and fruit on my plate. My brother poured us both a tall glass of orange juice and then as we ate, he got down to business.
“Your numbers look good,” he stated, chewing on a piece of bacon.
I nodded while dipping my biscuit in jelly. “Them runners and dealers putting in work. The pills and the cocaine sell faster than the weed and everything else, but everything is doing good. I may need a shipment every two weeks now instead of once a month.”
“We can work that out.”
The meeting went on for about an hour. When business was taken care of, Zeus showed me around his house and then we settled in his mancave, we smoked and played a few games of pool. I never saw Perri again while I was there. Her ass acted like she couldn’t stand me when it was I who put her on. If she hadn’t fucked with me, she would still be driving that Camry and living in an apartment. I provided her with nice shit and when she saw the next nigga with a bag, she said fuck me and moved on. That was the type of bitch Zeus wanted to wife?
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I said when I came out to Miami I wouldn’t fuck a bitch, but here I was knee deep in some pussy. Taking my ass to the strip club and throwing big bills always brought attention to me and hoes fell on my lap without much effort.
“You’re too big,” the Puerto Rican bitch I was fuckin’ cried out, trying to use one of her hands to push me out. I had her face down and ass up, punishing her pussy from the back.
“Take this dick. You asked for it, didn’t you?” I taunted her, slapping her on one of her fat ass cheeks.
“I...fuck…I didn’t know you were this big,” she moaned, creaming on my dick in the process. I glanced down and the condom was covered with her white cream. I pushed in deeper and just stood still for a minute. “Shiiiiiiit.”
“Feels good don’t it?” I asked her, knowing the answer already.
“It does papi.”
Hearing her call me papi had my dick twitching inside of her and with a few more powerful deep strokes, I was filling up the condom.
“What’s your name?” I asked her, pulling out and removing the condom.
“Clarita,” she replied, standing up.
We were back in my room and I wasn’t leaving any female by herself again after Patrice ass got me that time. When I showered, I needed Clarita to come too.
“Come shower with me.”
“Okay,” she obliged, following me into the bathroom. As I pissed and flushed the condom, she turned the shower on. I watched her fat ass jiggle and clap as she walked. Fucking her again would have been nice but I was tired. I had no energy or stamina after fucking Clarita in many postitions.
Clarita took my towel from me and washed me off. Her touch was gentle and when she got to my dick, she stroked that muthafucka back to life I couldn’t stop myself from bending her over and fucking her again. This time I was inside of her raw, praying to God that I pulled out in time. Her pussy was so fucking good, it was going to be hard.
PERRI
Seven months later…
Today was the day. I was about to be Mrs. Baker. With the help of Dina and a wedding coordinator that she knew, my dream wedding was coming true. They pulled off everything I asked for. Now, I was in a room with my bridesmaids, my mother and his. It surprised me that I didn’t have to pull teeth to get my mama to come. She happily stated she would come and when she stayed at my house last night, she couldn't stop talking about how nice my house was.
Everybody flew to Miami for the wedding. My close cousins were my bridesmaids and maid of honor, My matron of honor… I left that spot for Wes. My heart was sad that he wasn’t here to share this special with me but I definitely could feel him in spirit.
Roman was his brother’s best man. This was some weird shit and Diah was also attending. We had a dinner party last night and she had some man on her hip. Roman mugged them the whole time, but get this… Ro
man had some Puerto Rican girl and a new baby on the way. I was happy Diah moved on because she really looked happy and at peace with her new man. Of course she wasn’t here for me. She was here for Zeus but she did speak to me.
I was a nervous wreck. There was no doubt in my mind that I wanted to marry this man. Being in front of a lot of people scared me.
“You’ll be alright. Isn’t this what you always wanted?”
I spun around and was faced with my mother. She wore a big smile on her face and she was teary eyed.
“Ma, don’t mess up your makeup,” I fussed, taking a kleenex and dabbing her eyes. I had never seen my mama cry or shit, show any emotion at that. She always had this hard exterior, so it was weird seeing her in her feelings. First she showed up for my wedding, and now she was about to cry.
“I know I haven’t been the best mother and I’ve taught you some things that weren’t motherly of me, but I am proud of you my girl and I… I love you. I wish you the best with Zeus,” she stammered, and my jaw dropped.
Never have I ever heard her tell me she loved me. This was all new to me… and her. Wow. Should I say it back? I’m not even sure if I’ve ever told her that I loved her either.
After taking a few deep breaths I replied, “I love you too, ma.”
She squeezed my hand and let me go because now the wedding was about to start.
I was excited about my new life. I was excited about everything positive that was happening. As soon as we say our vows and I kissed his juicy lips, everything would be official.
Here goes nothing.
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We had our first dance. It was beautiful. Everything about my wedding was lavish and perfect.
“You’re beautiful,” Zeus peered down at me and said. He was sharp in his black Versace suit. My dress wasn’t white. It was a black custom made dress by Vera Wang. I felt like a queen.