by TT Dorsett
I asked him this questions because he is a lawyer. I don’t know how he does it. Link is a great businessman, and I can’t see him being in the drug trade. I never ask questions, but I know he needs to hurry and get out. Being a lawyer is the only thing that is saving his ass.
“I got a few more things lined up. Cee and I are working on going legit soon. Are you going to hang with me until then?”
“Boy, I’m a ride and die bitch. I got you,” I giggled at him.
“How hard can you ride?” he asked.
“Let me show you.” I flipped his ass over and reached for a condom. I ripped it open and placed it on with my mouth. I climbed on top and took all 12 inches inside. Damn he felt so good. I took a deep breath and begin to ride.
“You like that baby?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he said between moans.
“You ready for me to ride it.”
“Y…e…s…” he said biting his bottom lip while gripping my hip.
I begin to move my hips more. I rotated back and forth until I found a rhythm. I closed my eyes and begin to ride his ass. I placed my hands on his chest and leaned over to bite his bottom lip that he had between his teeth. I slipped my tongue into his mouth as we wrestled trying to suck on each other’s tongues.
I bucked back and forth like I was riding on a bull. I began to go faster until Link reached down and begin to massage my clit with his thumb.
“Damn you. This is my show,” I said to him.
He continued to stroke my clit and I kept on riding because I was about to cum. I reversed on his ass and started to ride him backwards with my back facing his face.
“Oh.. shit. Damn girl what are you doing to me?”
“I’m giving you the ride of your life. So hold on baby.” I looked back at him over my shoulder.
Link gripped my hips and began to bounce me up and down. Then he sat up and I screamed so loud you would have thought someone was beating my ass. I don’t know about you all, but when Link sat up his whole dick hit inside my stomach. The pain felt good but I couldn’t take it anymore.
I turned back around with both legs on the side of him. He smacked my ass as I moved forward on his dick. We went at it like we were in heat. He was pumping up and I was pumping down. Link began pinching on my breast as I grabbed a hand full of his dreads. Fuck, that shit felt so good. Link begins to play with my clit once again and I was about to cum.
“I’m cumming baby.” I shouted.
“I’m right behind you.”
“Is this my dick?” I shouted to him.
“Umm. Umm.”
“I said is this my dick.” I begin to pump harder. I reach behind me and grab his balls.
“Got damn it, yes! Fuck Yeah. This is all yours baby girl every last inch of it.” Link yelled in a raspy voice.
I screamed at the top of my lungs and came so damn hard. My juices were all over the condom and Link was right behind me. He thrusted so hard that I flipped over on my stomach and he began to pump harder. He had me so far up in doggie style that I began to laugh hard. He finally came and we both collapsed, out of breath.
“You know you mine forever.”
“Forever baby.” I said. Let’s just hope I don’t regret those words later on.
When I arrived at the club later the next day to pick up my stuff, I already knew I was going there to beat Tasha’s ass. All my life I have been a fighter. I came out of the womb fighting. I have never backed down from anything and when I set my sights on something, I go for it.
I always hung around the loud and rowdy crew growing up. I’m what they called the “it girl”. I always jump off and am right in the mix of things. People use to say that I never got any attention so I acted out. Not true!
I got plenty of attention and I just refuse to be anyone’s bully. I was just bad as hell and that was my personality. I liked the thrill of things and I loved to be in the mix all the time. I fought all of my sister’s battles and till this day they don’t fight because I always beat them to it first.
You don’t even know how many ass whippings I got for fighting people. My mom’s started threatening me and told me if I got in trouble one more time in school, she was going to kick my ass in front of all my friends. So I slowed down and began to fight after school so no one could see me.
My cousin Leon says I need to be prayed on because I’m so evil. How the hell can he tell me I need prayer when he needs it more than I do? Hell, I may get to heaven before he does because he knows better. He has accepted Jesus in his life whereas I‘m not there yet. When I do get there he’ll be the first to know. Then we’ll see if he will change his ways.
I walked back into the dressing room and the girls were all there getting ready to go on stage soon. I was looking for one bitch in particular. I spotted her on the other side and I knew it was going to be on. I packed all my stuff up in my bag and waited patiently for my opening. My girl Cinnamon came through the door.
“So that’s it for you huh?” I was still shoving stuff in the bag as I kept my eyes on Tasha.
“Yeah. I think it’s about time I make that change anyway. Plus, I don’t need to do this. We have plenty of money. And I got a man who takes care of me.” I smiled
“I hear that. So is it really serious with you and my man.”
“Ah, don’t you mean my man,” I frowned at her.
“You know what I mean Black, your man.”
“Thank you for rephrasing that, but yes we are serious and that’s all I’m saying.”
Even though Cinnamon is my girl I refuse to let her know any of my business with my man. That’s how shit starts and why your girlfriends sleep with your man. You tell they ass too much information and they use that shit against you so they can stand in line, and fuck him behind your back. Not going to happen to Black. I work too hard for another bitch to step in on my parade.
“How is Paris doing?” she said in a low voice.
“She’s doing fine. Marcus keeps blowing up her cell phone all day. I told her to cut that shit off.”
“Man, that’s fucked up with he did.”
“Yeah, that’s fucked up what that bitch did too.” I said aloud so she could hear me. I looked right at her too. I dared her to say something.
“Black you got something to say to me?” she said.
“As a matter of fact I do.” I walked over to her and stood in her face.
Like I said, I don’t back down for anything. If you are going to bring the noise to someone, then bring it. Don’t talk a lot of shit and not do anything. That’s a coward’s way out. Handle your business and squash the shit right then and there.
“You knew from the get go that my sister with messing with Marcus. You aren’t anything but a gold digging bitch that and you tried to trap him with a baby, which turned out not to be his anyway.” I pointed in her face.
“Get your hands out of my face.”
“What are you going to do? Huh!” I kept pointing in her face. I started backing her up towards the locker. “My hands can do whatever they feel like doing. You bad, hit me.” I jumped at her.
Do you know this bitch pushed me and I tripped over a boot on the floor? She thought she had me, but as soon as I went down, I jumped back up and punched her dead in the face. I grabbed her by that fake ass weave and slammed her face into the lockers. I could see blood flying everywhere.
She fell on the floor and that’s when another person took over Porsche’s body. I began to beat her like she stole something. It wasn’t me she stole from, but my sister. She had to pay because my sister was hurt. I wanted to kill this girl.
I felt Jones lift me off of her and I started screaming, “I’m a kill that bitch. Let me go Jones. I’m a kill her.”
“Yo, Black. Calm the hell down. Cops are out there.”
“I don’t give a damn about no cops. I’m going to continue to beat that bitch ass. She thought she was going to get away with doing that shit to my sister.” I yelled at the top of my lungs.
“What the fuck?” I yelled. “You can’t just man handle me like this. My fucking boyfriend is a lawyer and he will have your damn badge number and job by the end of the day if something happens to me.”
The cop said “Just calm down miss.” The other cop was looking in on that bitch ass home wrecker.
“You ok miss? Would you like to press charges?” They were trying to help her. She looked like she was in a daze. I just sat there with a smirk on my face. That will teach her ass not to mess with me.
“Yes” she screamed, “Lock her crazy ass up!”
“Like that is going to stop me from kicking your ass again.” I told to her, about to get back up if Cinnamon hadn’t pushed my shoulder back down for me to sit.
“Miss, I suggest you get a restraining order if you want her to be kept away from you.” I sucked my teeth at this damn robo cop.
“I will do that.” I gave her a hard look like bitch please. Like a restraining order will stop me for whipping your ass again.
“Yeah do that, punk ass!” The police took me away and to jail I went…damn!
Two Hours Later
“This is the Miami Dade County Correctional Facility, and you have a collect call from Porsche. Will you accept the charges?”
“Yes.”
“Come get me out of this shit hole.” I heard laughter on the other end. “This is not funny Link.”
“I’m on my way Boo.” I heard him still laughing as we hung up.
I was fuming because that bitch pressed charges against me. So what I broke her jaw and she got some bruised ribs? I could have done worse if Jones hadn’t pulled me off of her. Now I have to go home and face Paris about this latest incident. She was going to kick my ass. Damn. Now I’m afraid.
Still Chasing Love & Rainbows
A Novel by TT Dorset
Coming February 2013
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Table of Contents
COPYRIGHT
A cknowledgements
Dedication
Chasing Love & Rainbows
Chapter 1 ~ Porsche
Chapter 2 ~ Patrice
Chapter 3 ~ Paris
Chapter 4 ~ Porsche
Chapter 5 ~ Patrice
Chapter 6 ~ Paris
Chapter 7~Porsche
Chapter 8 ~ Patrice
Chapter 9 ~ Paris
Chapter 10 ~ Porsche
Chapter 11 ~ Patrice
Chapter 12 ~ Paris
Excerpt from Still Chasing Love & Rainbows
About the author