by Lucinda John
“Chill out, we have something for that ass. For now, we’re gonna chill and play the game his way.”
“Tangi need to hurry her ass up,” I snapped.
After the drop we headed to the pharmacy to put in a few hours of work. I wasn’t really hurting behind Smoke not paying me because I had money saved. Plus my paychecks from work were hefty enough to support me and my family. The workday ended up going by fast, and in no time I found myself clocking out to head home.
When I walked in the house, I could smell food being cooked. Following my nose, I walked in the kitchen to find Draya cooking. She was singing along to Mary J. Blige, smiling and shit. I didn’t know what got into her, but I was glad it did.
“Hey baby,” she smiled once she noticed me.
“Hey sexy,” I replied, wrapping my arms around her. “I guess you done beefing with me now?” I asked.
“Yes, because it’s pointless, I want to enjoy my husband, not fight with him,” she said.
“That’s the shit I like to hear,” I replied, smacking her on the ass.
“I need you to make me a promise though,” she said, grabbing two plates out of the cabinet.
“What is that?” I asked.
“I need you to stop fucking with that young hoe. It’s unfortunate, but the only thing that was linking you two together no longer exists. I think it’s time we focused on us and our family. The girls and I deserve that much,” she said, laying it on thick.
“You’re right,” I replied. “From now on it’s just me, you, and the girls. Now come feed daddy,” I said, motioning for her to sit on my leg.
With a plate of wild rice, chicken breast, and yeast rolls, Draya sat on my lap and spoon-fed me every bit. We flirted and made out in between bites. The Draya that was in front of me was the one I married and fell in love with. I just hoped it would stay this way, because there was no way in hell I was leaving Karrueche alone.
*****
“Stop being a pussy, and come on before we miss our flight,” I snapped.
“Fuck you, I hate plane rides,” Karrueche said, grabbing my hand.
Hand in hand, we boarded the first class flight to Jamaica. Karrueche’s eighteenth birthday was tomorrow and I wanted us to wake up in bed together in a different country. It took everything in me to talk Karrueche into this trip and I planned on making the best of it. I sent Draya and the girls to Disney World with my mom, so that she wouldn’t be breathing down my back.
When our flight finally landed, Karrueche was speechless. Her mouth hung open as we took in the beautiful scenery of Montego Bay. Just like I promised, I rented out the Sea Island Villa, so that Karrueche could have her own room and space. I knew she would eventually give in and let me tap that pussy, but I wanted her to believe I was respecting her wishes.
“This is amazing,” she beamed, once we entered the villa.
“I know this shit is dope. For two grand a night, it better be all that too.”
“You spent six thousand dollars just for us to stay in a villa?” she asked.
“Yes, anything for my baby on her birthday,” I replied.
Our first night in Jamaica, we decided to go by the beach and have dinner. I went to my half of the villa to get ready, while Karrueche did the same. Once I got in my room, I closed the door and returned one of Draya’s numerous phone calls. After making sure everything was good with them, I showered and got dressed in a white t-shirt and a pair of khaki cargos. I paired my outfit with a pair on tan loafers and I was good to go.
Karrueche was breathtaking standing in the middle of the living room, dressed in a floral baby doll dress that stopped above her knees. Her hair was in that sexy mermaid color, that she pulled into a curly ponytail. She still had some of her pregnancy weight on her, but I wasn’t complaining, because all that thickness just added to her sex appeal. I would be sick if I ever had to sit back and watch another nigga love her. Yes, I was being selfish, but once my baby popped out of that pussy, it became mine.
“Are we going to go, or are you going to stand there and stare at me?” she asked, causing me to break away from my naughty thoughts.
“Damn, you look beautiful.”
“Thank you,” she blushed. “What are those in your hand?” she asked.
“Your birthday gifts.”
“Ohhhh, give me, give me!!!”
“Nope, you have to wait until midnight.”
“Oh, you are so cruel,” she pouted.
“Shut your spoiled behind up and let’s go.”
We sat down on the beach to have a beautiful meal of steamed fish, oxtails, curry goat, fried chicken, rice and peas, plantains, salad, and steamed cabbage. When we finished our meal, we got in one of those romantic rowboats and enjoyed the night view of the sky. The set up was real sexy, and the way Karrueche’s leg was rubbing up against my thigh had a nigga dick ready to explode.
“I don’t think this man knows what he’s doing,” she said, referring to the guy who was rowing us around.
“Your hardheaded ass should have put on that life jacket like I told you too,” I replied.
“If we fall out, you better save me.”
“Nope, I’m letting you drown,” I smirked.
It was one minute left until midnight when we finally made it back to the shore. When we returned, I had the staff set up a small area with balloons, candles, roses, and a small cake. I had plans on making her eighteenth birthday, one to remember.
“Happy birthday, Baby!” I shouted, once the clock struck twelve.
“Oh my God! This is so beautiful, thank you,” she smiled.
“Come sit over here so you can open your gifts,” I said.
Sitting on the beach over a pallet made of duvet blankets, I handed Karrueche her gifts. She tore open everything, pulling out bags, shoes, clothes, perfume, and money. When she was done tearing through the boxes like an overly excited kid on Christmas morning, I handed her a small wrapped box.
“What is this?” she asked.
“Open it.”
She opened it and was at a loss for words because the ring that was staring back at her.
“I noticed that you stopped wearing the engagement ring and that’s understandable. This ring is a promise ring. I promise to do shit with you the right way. I am going to file for divorce from my wife and make things the way it used to be. No more lies, cheating, and heartbreaks, just us,” I said, sliding the ring on her right ring finger.
“I…I… I don’t know,” she stuttered.
“Come on, baby, give us another chance, I love you so much,” I said, pushing her body back on the blanket. “I’m going to do things right this time.” I kissed away her tears.
It was burning my heart up that I was hurting her this bad. The only thing I wanted to do, was make all the pain go away. I really did love Karrueche, and I felt deep down in my heart that she was put on this earth for me; however, I had to find a way for us to be together. The only way Draya would let us be together was in death, and I couldn’t kill my wife because I loved her too.
“Mmm,” Karrueche moaned when I grabbed one of her breast in my mouth.
“Damn you taste so good,” I said, licking around her areole.
I sucked on her skin, leaving passion marks on every spot my mouth touched. Her cries of pleasure pushed me into beast mode. I pulled her dress over her head and pulled her panties to the side. Licking my fingers, I stuck them deep in her hole until she started to gyrate her hips on my fingers. The deeper my fingers plunged inside of her, the wetter she got.
“I want to taste you so bad,” I said, lowering my head down on her cookie jar.
Turning into Cookie Monster, I ate her box out like it was my last meal. I licked from her ass crack to the tip of her clit until her legs started to shake. She was near her peak, so I took her clit in my mouth and started sucking on it until she filled my mouth with her sweet nectar.
I made sure I lapped up all of her juices before I licked my lips dry. Mounting her, I pressed my lips again
st her and stuffed my tongue down her throat, so she could taste her sweet essence. The deeper we kissed, the further I found myself falling in love with her. I was in a compromising situation, but I was willing to risk everything just to keep her around.
“Do you have a condom?” she asked, before I could stick my dick in.
“Come on CheChe, why would I come on vacation with condoms?” I fussed, while sucking on her neck.
“I just don’t want to get….”
“Pregnant?” I asked, finishing her sentence.
“Yes, that, and anymore STD’s.”
“Trust me baby, I’m clean and I’ll pull out,” I said.
Before she could fix her mouth to tell me “no”, I plunged my dick deep in her wetness, instantly hitting her spot.
“Mmm,” she cried out, pulling me in closer.
“Damn, this pussy is still good,” I groaned, burying my face in the crook of her neck.
Pushing her legs further apart, I gave myself more access to fuck her how I really wanted to. The pussy kept telling me how much it was missing my dick, and in return my dick gave that pussy a beating. The splashing sound her pussy was making every time my dick dove deep in her, was enough to have me going insane.
“Oh shit!!!!!” She yelled out, as I flipped her on her side and started fucking her.
Her thick legs were in a “L” shape as I rammed my dick in and out of her dripping pussy. The way her pussy was making my knees get weak was enough to have me biting my bottom lip, just to keep from cumin’. I was losing my cool in her pussy and I knew it was a matter of time before I shot my load deep in her.
“Oh Thomas I’m Cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuminnnnnnnnnnng!” She cried, as her pussy gripped my dick, than spat it out along with its secretions.
“Oh damn,” I groaned, biting her hard on the shoulder before I filled her up.
I thought she was going to bitch and moan about me nutting in her, but when I looked over she was knocked out. I fucked her young ass into a sex coma. She was lightly snoring with her thumb in her mouth. Lifting her body up, I carried her to the villa where I wet a rag with warm water and cleaned her up. Covering her body with her blanket, I went out to the balcony and smoked a joint.
With weed and Henny in my system, I was ready to get my dick wet again. I walked to the room where Karrueche was peacefully sleeping and slipped my head under the covers. I ate her pussy until she woke up out of her sleep and started fucking the shit out of my face. Her cum filling my mouth up had my dick harder than Chinese math.
Flipping over on the bed, I pulled her body on top of mine so she could ride my dick. The freak side of Karrueche came out as she started bouncing up and down on my dick, while twirling her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. She made a growling sound and turned around on my dick, placing her feet firmly on the mattress as she twerked that pussy for daddy.
“Throw that shit on daddy,” I groaned, smacking her on the ass.
I stopped her from riding my dick for a minute so I could feel her soft tongue against mine. After engaging in a sensual kiss, my dick was standing tall waiting to explode. I sat up on the bed with my back against the headboard, and held on tightly to her waist. Thrusting hard into her, I fucked her until we both started coming, this time both falling into a deep sleep.
****
When we landed back home, I started to have separation anxiety. I wanted to stay in Jamaica with Karrueche longer, but she had school, I had work, plus the kids, as well as Draya, were scheduled to come home in a few days. I walked her over to her car and leaned my body against her door.
“I had fun,” I said, stroking her hair.
“I did too,” she smiled. “Thank you for making my birthday enjoyable.”
“No problem ma, you deserved that shit, plus more. Damn, I love to see you cum, but I hate to see you go.” I frowned.
“It be like that sometimes,” she sadly replied.
“Don’t forget what I told you,” I said, while playing with the promise ring I gave her.
“I won’t.”
“Go ahead and get home. Call me and let me know you made it safely,” I said, leaning in for a hug and a kiss.
“I will,” she replied, opening the car door.
I stood there and watched her pull off, until I wasn’t unable to see her car anymore. As I was walking back to my car, I could have sworn I saw somebody watching me. When I turned back around, I didn’t see anything, so I shrugged it off as me being paranoid.
“I’m tripping, Draya’s ass is in Orlando,” I laughed to myself, as I got in my car and pulled off.
Chapter Eight
Eyanna
I was sick and tired of Karrueche dumb ass always taking the spotlight from me. First, she brainwashed Geek into killing my parents, then she tries to take my man. I couldn’t believe, even after she found out that Geek was married, she was still messing with him. For me, messing with a married man was understandable, but for Karrueche it was just plain tacky.
I made sure I did everything in my power to keep them apart. I even snuck into the hospital as a security guard to go into her little bastard’s room, and started playing with the cords that gave him life. I watched the bastard take his last breath, before I walked out of there, like nothing happened. Those ratchet ass overnight nurses were too busy engaged in their ‘who is fucking who’ gossip, to even notice that the poor baby lost his life.
The dead baby didn’t make a difference and that was what made me furious. I was mad at the fact that he actually loved her. I started stalking Karrueche as a ploy to get revenge, and got the shock of my life, when I saw her and Geek board a flight to Jamaica. I texted Geek while they were away asking for some dick and when he told me he was out of town until Sunday. I waited for them at the airport with my camera ready to snap pictures. I had plans to slip Draya the pictures and watch everything unfold.
“You’re so obsessed with catching Geek that you’re failing as my woman,” Brad said.
The only reason I was still fucking with him, was because I needed him. He had access to all the police databases; basically he was my own personal spy.
“I’m sorry baby, I just been under so much stress,” I replied.
“Come take your stress out on this,” he said, revealing his small penis.
Walking over to him, I grabbed his little member between my fingers and started jacking it. He was so stuck in a trance that I didn’t even have to do much, but suck on the head. I didn’t have time to waste on sucking his little ding dong, so I deep throated him one good time causing him to nut all over the place.
“Damn girl, now that’s how you please your man,” he smiled.
‘How could someone so beautiful have a penis so small?’ I thought to myself, as I wiped his cum from the corners of my mouth.
“I wish I could stay and get some pussy, but I have to get to work,” he said, walking to the bathroom.
“Aww man, I really wanted to ride you reverse cowgirl style,” I lied.
“Tonight,” he replied.
Once I heard the shower going, I ran to his wallet, took out a couple of hundreds and stuffed them in my bra before leaving the house. I drove to Geek’s house for the chance to drop off the photos, but he was home, which made the task too risky. Reclining my chair back, I logged onto my fake Facebook account and watched Karrueche’s page until Geek left the house.
Two long hours later, Geek was pulling out the driveway with his daughters in the car with him. I watched as Draya waved them off before going back in the house. I waited for about five minutes before getting out the car and running to their mailbox, stuffing the envelope that contained the pictures inside. I sat back in my car to wait for her to come out and check the mail.
A few minutes later, an iced out Draya, emerged from the house dressed in a tight grey dress with two long splits on the side exposing her thick thighs. On her feet were a pair of red bottoms that matched her outfit to perfection. Between her and Karrueche, I was starting to feel
insecure. I knew I was a bad bitch with a pretty face, but deep down inside I knew I couldn’t hold a candle to them.
A smile appeared on my face, once I saw her walk over to the mailbox. She pulled out the mail and pushed everything underneath her arms, except for my envelope. Curiosity must have gotten the best of her because she tore open the envelope and pulled the contents out. I was amused as I watched anger flashed across her face. With every flip of the photos, her face scrunched into an angry scowl. Her heels tapped furiously against the pavement, as she pulled out her cell phone calling who I assumed was Geek. He must have not answered her call because I watched her hang up and repeat the call over again. She was mad enough that she kicked a dent in the mailbox.
“Damn, that bitch got hands on her,” I laughed to myself. “She would fuck Karrueche’s ass up.”
When she got in her car and rushed off, I sped up so that I could follow her. She ended up at a coffee shop, where she met up with a female that looked like she could be Dej Loaf’s sister, except this chick’s ass was fatter. Her skin was a deep caramel color and she wore her hair in a short blond bob. The coochie cutters and crop top she wore did nothing to conceal her body. I sat back and watched them until they disappeared into the coffee shop. Some shit was definitely going to pop off and I was going to be the cause of it all.
Chapter Nine
Draya
“So, who is this nigga?” Tangela asked, sipping her latte
“Some random nigga Stacks hired to take over,” I replied.
“So, if I off this nigga, Stacks isn’t going to come after me, is he?” She asked.
I looked at Tangi as if she was crazy. Since we were kids, Tangi feared no one. She would get into fights with bitches, and niggas. She didn’t care if they were big, tall, small, or short, so for her to show fear was new to me.
“Girl, you’re good at what you do, how will Stacks know to suspect you?” I asked.
“That nigga Stacks knows everything. Do you know how many million-dollar jobs I turned down just to stay away from his ass? Motherfuckers were paying out the ass to have him, as well as his crew, dead and gone. Do you know where those motherfuckers are now? Dead and gone!”