by Lucinda John
I had a bounty on both Neeka and her brothers’ heads. I wanted them brought to me alive, only because I didn’t want to risk possibly harming my child. Neeka’s pregnancy was the only reason I didn’t kill her ass for her infidelities. Since I couldn’t do anything to her now, when I located her I had plans on sending her to my aunt’s house in Fort Myer’s until she gave birth. I wanted my child, well if it was mine, born safe before I killed her.
“You ready for me?” Shantika asked, walking in the bathroom naked.
“I’ve been ready for you,” I smacked her ass, before getting in the Jacuzzi style tub.
Since I’ve been out trapping, it’s been a minute since we spent quality time together. Smoke was finally able to set up the new spot Nina, giving me more time to spend with Shantika. I still got my hands dirty, but punched out in time to see Shantika come home from work.
“You better not cut me either,” she said, handing me a razorblade.
“We do this every three weeks, I got this,” I smirked.
Grabbing the saving cream from her hand, I used it to massage her leg until I heard a faint moan escape her lips. I picked up the razor blade and started shaving her legs. Shantika would never admit this, but she loved when I shaved her legs. For one, she could have used Nair and secondly her legs are always smooth. There was no need for a traditional shave, but I did it anyway.
Once I got her legs nice and shaved, I spread them apart so that each leg was dangling over the sides of the tub. I hit the power button to the jet effect, and slipped my head under water. Lifting her hips, I munched down on her pussy causing her to scream. The vibrations of the tub, mixed with the sensation of my tongue, had her whimpering out in pleasure. She grabbed my head and started fucking my face until she reached her peak, then she collapsed, while cussing me out for making her feel so good.
I sat with my back against the tub with a smirk on my face, as I watched her body continue to shake. Her lips formed an “O” as she tried to come down from her orgasmic high. When the tingling in her pussy subsided, she climbed on top of me and rode me like a surfboard.
*****
“I love days like this when we can just chill,” Shantika said, while rubbing her fingers through my hair.
“I do too,” I agreed, admiring her beauty.
When my business phone started to ring, she gave me the side eye. I wanted to ignore it so bad, but fearing that another of my traps may have been hit, I quickly answered. Boogie was on the line requesting a re-up, so I sent him to Smoke. After what happened to Nina, I had ill feelings towards Boogie and I no longer wanted to work with him. That bullshit ass story that he gave us didn’t sit too well with me. I don’t know why, but something was telling me there was more to this story.
“Turn that phone off now!” Shantika demanded.
I just looked at her like she grew a second head. She knew better than to demand me to do shit. I was a grown ass man who took orders from no one. Instead of replying to her, I went back to sending out a group text in regards to a squad meeting.
Out of nowhere, Shantika grabbed my phone out of my hand and powered it off. This bitch done lost her mind, I thought, as I gave her an evil glare. Shantika was way out of line and I was about to put her ass in check.
“Yo Tika, chill out ma, that shit ain’t cool.”
“No, what’s not cool is the only free time you have to be with me, you spend working. If that was the case you could have taken your ass back on the block,” she snapped.
“You are tripping,” I waved her off.
“No, you are tripping. I need for you to get the fuck up and tie your damn shoes,” she said, figuratively speaking.
“Yo, I’m about to go outside to roll up, but when I come back that attitude needs to be gone, or I’m out,” I said.
I got off the couch and walked to the backyard. Sitting on the patio swing, I rolled myself two blunts, putting one to my lips and setting fire to it. The purple filled the air as my lungs expanded just enough to accept the smoke. I held in the smoke until I felt semi light headed before blowing it out. The way Shantika was showing out I needed a high and I needed one quick.
The more I smoked, the more in my thoughts I became. I thought about my mother, who died of breast cancer and my father, who lost his life in the line of duty. I grew up with my aunt, who provided a pretty decent living environment for me and my cousin. When I decided to start hugging the block, my aunt was pissed and she cut me off. It wasn’t until the death of her daughter that she realized life was too short to hold grudges, and we were all we had left. She accepted me for the hustler I was, but never accepted any money I gave her. I still made it my business to take care of her though.
“I’m sorry,” a voice said, bringing me back to reality.
“Sorry for what?”
“For spazzing out on you,” Shantika replied.
“You need to chill out on all that for real. How many times do I have to tell you, I’m not the one?” I asked, as I took a pull of the blunt.
“Oh shut up and forgive me,” she smirked, while straddling my lap.
For a moment, we just sat there while I took in her beauty. Shantika was wifey all the way, minus her attitude. She still had that ‘Diary of a Mad Black Woman’ syndrome that she needed to deal with. I proven myself time after time to be a real nigga, but she acted as if I was her ex.
“Open your mouth,” I said.
“Why?”
“Yo, what did I say about questioning me? Just do what the fuck I say!” I yelled.
She gave me the side eye like she wanted to spit some hot shit back out to me, and I dared her too. Instead of challenging my authority, she sucked her teeth and opened her mouth. I had to chuckle at how bratty her ass was. I toked the blunt again before hitting her with a shotgun.
“Hold that in for ten seconds before releasing it,” I coached her.
When she blew out the smoke, I continued to feed her the weed until both blunts were done. The way Shantika kept giggling let me know she was high. She was the type of chick that got frisky when she high and she immediately went for my pants buckle.
She undid my pants and slid to her knees. Grabbing my dick, she licked on the tip until my pre cum stared oozing out. Licking me clean, she started sucking on the head of my dick, while playing with my balls. She touched a spot between my ball, that sent a bolt of electricity through my body.
“Fuck girl!” I groaned.
With her hands still touching that magical spot that I had no idea even existed, she started sucking the skin off of my dick. The sounds on her slurping on my shit like a Popsicle on a hot summer day, had me going over the edge. She stopped sucking my dick for a while just to give my balls some attention. Her warm moist tongue snaking across my flesh had me ready to bust. Grabbing her by the hair, I held her head down until my dick was wetting the back of her throat. She spit my cum out all over my dick, then sucked it clean off, until my body started to jerk.
“Damn ma, your head game is official,” I said, catching my breath.
“My pussy game is on point too,” she replied, before allowing my dick to pierce her wetness.
I was filling her uterus with my nut when it hit me that I didn’t pull out. Since we both got tested and were cleared of all diseases, we started bare backing. I never had the birth control conversation with her, so I wasn’t sure if we were good on that end.
“I bet I got a little one swimming in you by now,” I smirked.
“I doubt it,” she frowned.
“As much as I have been wetting that thang up, I’m willing to bet you will have my baby soon.”
“Yeah, okay,” she replied.
I didn’t miss the hint of sorrow in her eyes when she said it.
“Aye, ma, are you good?” I asked, wrapping my hands around her.
She was now leaning against my chest with my dick still buried deep in her. I could feel the tears drip on my skin, as she sniffled.
“There is a twenty percent
chance that I can’t have kids,” she whispered.
“What happened?”
“When I moved to Fort Myers to get away from my ex, I was pregnant. The baby was growing in my tubes so I had to have the baby and my fallopian tube removed. In the process, I ended up rupturing my other tube which now puts me in the twenty percentile of being able to conceive,” she sniffled.
“I believe in the Most High. As strong as my nut is and when God sees that it’s fit to have a baby, then we will have one,” I assured her.
She looked me in the eyes as if she wanted to say something, ‘I love you’ perhaps, but instead she opted for a kiss that had my dick standing straight up. For the remainder of the day, we sat in that patio chair, fucking in every position known to man. I was really starting to develop some real deep feelings for Shantika, I just prayed she was ready to give me her all.
Chapter Nineteen
Karrueche
She got her hands up on her knees and her bows on her thighs
She got the twerk and that’s for certain I can tell that she fly
She got me hype, I wanna bite her right now yi yi
Say I yi yi yi yi.
The Ying Yang Twins song, “Say I Yi Yi’, , blasted through the speakers at the Art Bar. With the help of the Peach Ciroc I was sipping on, I gathered the courage to get on the dance floor and shake my ass. It’s been a minute since I had this much fun, so I threw my ass in a circle then twerked with my hands on my knees. I gave a majority of these hoes a run for their money on the dance floor as I did moves that were only done in the privacy of my mirror.
I felt a pair of strong hands wrap around my waist, which made me gyrate my hip faster. By the Curve For Men cologne, I knew it was Dale back there, trying to keep up with me. He held firmly on my ass so that it was bouncing on his dick. When the DJ switched the song to Juvenile’s ‘Back That Ass Up’, it was over. Bending over, I grabbed my toes that sat perfectly in my platform pumps, and started backing my ass up.
“Girl you look good, won’t you back that ass up, you a fine motherfucker, back that ass up,” Dale sung in my ears, as I did exactly what he said.
We danced for a few more songs until I decided to go sit down. I gave Shantika a high five before grabbing my drink and sipping on it through the straw. Dale grabbed me and put me in his lap, while he bobbed his head to Rick Ross’ ‘John Doe’.
Tonight we were celebrating me completing the first semester of college. It was hard as, hell since I was doing both high school and college courses in the beginning, but by the grace of God I got through it. I had two weeks to unwind and turn up, until it was time to get back to the books.
“Girl, that ass was something serious out on the dance floor,” Shantika said.
“I try,” I smiled.
I looked over at Journi and I could tell he was out of his comfort zone. When they went on double dates with me and Dale, Journi would throw shade and when Shantika would go on double dates with Smoke and Tangi, she would do the same. They both felt like we should be together, but if he was happy with Tangi, then I was happy for him.
Since Thanksgiving night Dale and I have been getting close. I was really starting to feel him. I still got butterflies when Smoke came around, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it. I hated that our friendship was shaky, due to us dating different people, but whenever he decided to stop throwing a temper tantrum, he was more than welcome to come by and talk.
“Hey, Smoke,” Shantika said, causing my heart to pound.
I looked up and he was standing there, looking like he stepped off the cover of a GQ magazine. Although he wore dark shades, I could feel him burning a hole in me. I looked over next to him and spotted Tangi clinging to his arm, like a fucking mosquito.
The night suddenly went from live to awkward in a matter of seconds. Everyone except Dale and Tangi knew the reason behind the sudden change in the atmosphere. When Dale reached over and started kissing me, I could see the flames leaving Smoke’s ear. He was so livid that he started clenching his jaw. I couldn’t understand why he was acting salty; I never got the vibe that he wanted to be anything more than friends.
“You ready to go?” Dale whispered in my ears, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“We can,” I replied.
Before leaving, I stood up making sure to give Tangi the view of what a real cornbread fed ass looked like, and said my goodbyes. I reached over and hugged Shantika, making promises to see her the following day. With my arms wrapped around Dale, we walked out of the club and to his car. Dale and I weren’t official yet, but everywhere we went people complimented on how cute we looked together.
“Are we going back to my place or yours?” He asked.
“Your place,” I replied, not wanting to run into Geek.
Geek had started banging on my window at night again and I didn’t want Dale to take things the wrong way, if he popped up while he was there.
“I was thinking, since we didn’t spend Christmas or New Years together that we could go out to my parent’s cabin in Utah for the rest of your break,” he said, making a quick right.
“Uhhh, I don’t know,” I stammered. I’ve only known Dale for three months and I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to leave the state with him.
“If you’re thinking I’m going to kidnap you, then that’s not the case. My family will be there as well, so it won’t be only us. Plus it’s a sixteen bedroom cabin, so you can have your own room,” he said.
“Can I think about it?” I asked.
“Sure, take your time; I am headed there on Thursday.”
Today was Saturday, so I had five days to make my decision. When we made it to his house, like always he was the perfect gentleman. We watched movies and had a make-out session until we fell asleep on the couch in eachother’s arms. Spending the night with Dale was one thing, but going to a completely different state with him for a week and a half, was something I needed to ponder on.
*****
With the help of Shantika, I decided to go to Utah with Dale and I was glad I did. His family seemed to be real laid back. His sister Daniella and I took to eachother really well. Although his grandparents were racist, I didn’t get that vibe from his mother and I was glad. I was prepared to put her ass in her place if she came at me sideways.
“I’m glad you came out here with me,” Dale said, as we laid in front of the fireplace, sipping coffee.
“I’m glad you brought me, this is completely beautiful,” I beamed.
No matter how many mornings I woke up in the cabin, I was still in awe. The cabin was like a mansion, only in a log form. The lake out front was breathtaking, especially at night when Dale took me paddle boating. Dale wrapped his hand tightly around my shivering body. I’ve been in Florida all my life so this freezing Utah weather was new to me.
“I got you something,” he said, handing me a velvet box.
“What is this?” I asked.
“This is my ‘will you be my girlfriend’ gift.”
“You are so corny.” I laughed. “Who would have thought this guy, filled with tattoos from head to toe, would turn out to be a sweetheart?”
“Don’t judge a book by a cover,” he chuckled.
Although Dale had that thugged-out look, he was far from one. The most illegal thing he did was smoke weed, other than that everything with him was legit. He wasn’t a hustler, he was a business owner that made really good money, legally.
“So, you want me to be your girlfriend?” I blushed.
“I mean, I think you qualify,” he replied.
I opened the box to see a beautiful white diamond and gold teddy bear set, looking back at me. The weight of the jewelry let me know that it wasn’t cheap. I ran my fingers through the diamonds and was in complete awe.
“Are you going to be my girl or what?” he asked.
“Before I answer that question, you don’t have a wife hiding under a rock somewhere, do you?” I seriously asked.
“No, I am
not your ex.”
“Just making sure.”
“Trust me, you have nothing to worry about, your heart is safe with me,” he said, pressing his lips against mine.
My heart began to quicken as the familiar flutters that I only felt for Smoke, returned in the pit of my stomach. At that moment everything felt so right, that I prayed nothing went wrong. The way his tongue dove in and out of my mouth, confirmed that this was right. I was willing to give this relationship thing between us a shot.
“Get a room,” Daniella giggled, as she walked by us.
Picking me up bridal style, Dale carried me into the room he was staying in. He placed my body in the middle of the bed, then dove on top of me. He began sprinkling light kisses from my neck, down to my feet. Taking my big toe between his lips, he started sucking on them, until I started panting.
“I never sucked toes, but your feet are perfect,” he said, before burying my lips with his.
I felt his hardness forming a tent in his shorts, so I started to slow grind him. The fabric of my pants started rubbing against my clit, driving me crazy.
“Oooohhhh,” I moaned.
Before I could get mine off, Dale rolled off of me. If looks could kill, the one I was giving him would have him buried six feet under. I was pissed as I chewed the inside of my jaws, waiting for an explanation.
“Damn ma, fucking with you I will get blue balls,” he huffed. “I know you may not be ready yet, so let me put some distance between us.”
“No, I mean, I didn’t want you to stop,” I whispered.
“Are you sure, as bad as I want to dive in that pussy I’m in no rush?”
Instead of replying, I climbed on top of him and started attacking his lips. I slipped my tongue in his mouth to savor the blunt and brandy that was still fresh on his breath. I slipped my hand in the waistband of his shorts and stroked his pole. He wasn’t as big as Geek, but he was working with a nice thick piece of meat. My mouth started to water at the thought of it being deep in me, touching my spots.