Finessers 2

by Lucinda John

  Chad: My Grandma just came from the hospital, Cinnamon’s and the baby is ok! (Smiley face)

  “I want her dead!” he sighed. “Kill her!”

  “You want me to do too much.”

  “That’s love,” he said unwrapping my towel and carrying me over to the bed. My body automatically responded to his touch. It had been a while since I had enjoyable sex. Most of the time, I was just sucking dick and laying on my back just to get a hit. Chad was too busy going crazy over Cinnamon and the baby that no matter how naked I walk around the house, he would look, but never act on it.

  Vic filled my tight space with the dick I fell so madly in love with. If everything had gone according to plan, I would be his wife instead of my sister.

  “Tssssssss.” I moaned when he flipped me over and entered me from the back. He was knocking this pussy out like he was Babe Ruth playing in the World Series.

  He then stood up, holding me up above his head, and then started sucking my pussy dry. He stuck his tongue in me making sure he got every little bit of my wetness before leaning me against the wall and dicking me down some more.

  My eyes rolled to the back of my head as if I was Emily Rose in The Exorcism as he continued to deep stroke me. By the gush of liquid that was flowing down my legs, I had to look down to make sure Aunt Flow hadn’t paid me a surprise visit. My legs felt so weak that I had to lean against the wall for support.

  “Damn that pussy still good,” Vic commented.

  “That dick still good,” I replied, sliding down, and sitting on the ground.

  “Are you going to handle that for me?”

  “Yes, I gotchu daddy.”

  “Good girl, now come suck daddy’s dick.”

  Crawling over to him, I grabbed his dick and shoved it in my mouth. Hearing him moan brought a smile to my face. I was finally about to have my man to myself, and I wasn’t going to let anyone get in the way of our happiness this time around.

  Chapter 4

  Honey

  “This is so wrong,” I said slapping Rob’s hands away from my thigh. I was sitting on his ruby red 2015 Acura TLX in Cinnamon’s driveway. When I first got the letter from him explaining everything that happened, I had every intention on killing his ass, but when he told me how badly Coco and Vic got him, I felt bad.

  They finessed him out of all his money and drugs leaving him in debt with his connect. I gave him the money that I cleared from Coco’s account to pay him back and since then; we’d been getting close.

  “You can’t fight faith,” he replied. “Vic didn’t deserve you and Coco was playing me, so what’s the problem?”

  “It just still feel so wrong.”

  “Well, let me make it feel right,” he smirked and tried to lean in for a kiss.

  “Stop.” I playfully pushed him back.

  “How’s Cinnamon?”

  “She’ doing better.”

  I decided to move in with Cinnamon so that she wouldn’t be alone, plus I loved the Miami weather. My mom was going to join us as soon as she got the ok from her caseworker. I was so happy that our family was finally somewhat coming together.

  “You dropping me off to the airport in the morning?” Rob asked wrapping his arms around my waist.

  “Why would you buy a car down here if you live in New York?”

  “That’s because this ain’t my car.”

  “Then whose car is it?”

  “Yours.”

  I jumped into his arms and kissed him on the lips.

  “Oh, now you show me love,” he laughed.

  “Shut up!”

  “How about you spend the night in my hotel tonight and then drop me off in the morning.”

  “Ok. Let me check and see if it’s ok with Cinnamon first.”

  Walking inside the house, I could hear Cinnamon throwing up in the bathroom. I made her some ginger tea and grabbed her a box of saltine crackers.

  “The baby kicking your ass huh?” I asked as she walked out of the bathroom.

  “Yeah.”

  “Are you going to be ok here alone tonight?”

  Yes go get your back blown out, I’ll be fine,” she laughed.

  “It’s not even like that; he needs a ride to the airport.”

  “Yeah uh-huh.”

  “If you need me, I won’t go.”

  “Go Honey, have fun. I’m fine really.”

  “Here drink your tea and eat those crackers. I’ll be home in the morning if you need me I’m one phone call away.”

  “Have fun.”

  “Ok, I love you!” I kissed her on the cheeks and went to pack an overnight bag.

  Making sure I had everything, I took a quick shower to freshen up. Dressed in a strapless baby doll dressed, with no panties, I put on my Guess sandals and brushed my hair up in a ponytail.

  Grabbing the bag, I walked to Cinnamon’s room and she was already asleep. Fixing her a plate of food, I wrapped it in foil paper and placed it in the microwave. On my way out, I set the alarm and ran right into Chad. I was finally seeing him face to face, and he was sexier than the pictures Cinnamon had of him.

  “Hey, is Cinnamon here?” he asked.

  “Yes, she’s sleep, I’m-”

  “Honey, her sister. I’ve seen your pictures,” he said cutting me off.

  “Yeah, she hasn’t been feeling too well, so take it easy on her,” I pleaded.

  “I just want to check on her. Trust me, I am not going to hurt her while she’s carrying my baby.”

  I stepped to the side and held the door open for him to come in. Just in case he tried anything, I snapped pictures of his license plate.

  “Was that necessary?” Rob asked when I got inside the car.

  “Hell yeah. I should probably go back.”

  “She’s pregnant with that man’s baby; he is not going to hurt her.”

  “If he-”

  “He’s not going to do nothing, so shut up before I put something in your mouth to shut you up,” he laughed.

  “Fuck you!” I mushed him.

  “I intend to.”

  My eyes stayed on the house as we pulled off. I prayed that Chad wasn’t dumb enough to harm Cinnamon and the baby. Sending her a quick text, I relaxed my head on the headrest and closed my eyes.

  Chapter 5

  Chad

  I watched as Honey and dude that she was with pulled off before going upstairs to look for Cinnamon. I really wanted to if she know if she knew who tried to take her and my baby out. Part of me felt like she deserved those bullets, but when I remembered that she was carrying my seed all, I could see was red. I really did love Cinnamon; she was the second girl to ever have my heart only to completely destroy it.

  “Honey, I told you I was ok, you didn’t have to come back,” she said as she threw up in a bucket that was next to her bed.

  I just sat there silently staring at her. I tried to prepare myself for this moment, coach myself on what I would say when I finally laid eyes on her, but I was lost for words. The love that I had for the girl was still there, and to see her going through the symptoms of carrying my baby made me love her even more.

  She finally looked up, and our eyes locked. I so badly wanted to get in bed with her and hold her close letting her know that everything was going to be ok, but when I thought of how everything we built was based on a lie, the thoughts of killing her resurfaced.

  “How you been?” I asked.

  “Good, I guess.”

  “How’s the baby?”

  “Baby is good,” she said as she sat up. “I just want to tell you that I am very sorry.”

  “Sorry for what?”

  “Sorry for not coming to you with the truth.”

  I just stood there looking at her; the smell of her throw up was starting to take over the scent of the wild berries scent in the room. I picked up the bucket, poured it in the toilet and washed it out. I stood in the bathroom for a little while admiring the decorations. Cinnamon was always great with decorating things. Washing my
hands, I threw some water on my face and walked back into the room.

  “Do you like the place?” I asked.

  When I got confirmation that she was ok in the hospital, I had my granny find her something nice for her and the baby. I made sure it was close by the school, so she wouldn’t have no excuse to not get her degree. I paid all of her bills, her tuition, and provided her with anything she needed. All she had to do was go to school and be a good mother to my child.

  “Yes it’s nice. Thanks.”

  “No problem, as long as I’m here I will always take care of you and my child. That’s my job.”

  While she was running her hands through her hair, I caught a glimpse of her finger and noticed that she still had on her ring. I smiled because that alone let me know that it was real.

  “Is your sister staying with you?”

  “Yeah, she’s going to be here to help out until the baby is born, my mom should be coming down as well.”

  “Cool. But on the real, do you have any idea on anyone that would want to shoot you?”

  She sighed before answering, “I think it was Vic.”

  “Vic?”

  “The guy that hired me to play you. He came over one day asking me to put a rush on things, but I told him that I wasn’t down anymore because I was in love with you,” she replied with her head down.

  “Where can I find this nigga?” I felt my blood pressure rising.

  “I have no idea where they moved to.”

  “They?”

  “Yes, my sister Coco is with him.”

  “Wow, that’s foul.”

  “Yeah, I know.”

  My phone started to beep, looking down at it, there was a message from Chasity saying that she was back in town from visiting her sister. Chasity had been really supportive of me and my situation. She would come by, cook, clean, and just chill with me. Now that she was clean I was really starting to feel some of the feelings that I had for her resurface.

  “I’m out; I’ll be back later. If you need me just call me, ok?” I said replying to Chasity’s text message.

  “Ok.” She sounded so sad, as if she was going to cry. I knew she wanted me to fix everything, but I wasn’t really feeling it right now. Yes, I still had mad love for her, but she violated in the worst way.

  After I was done making my rounds, I made my way to my right hand Carter’s house. His girl Brandy had just recently had the baby, and I hadn’t been able to kick it with him much because she was keeping him on a leash.

  “What’s good kid?” he asked as soon as he answered the door.

  “Nothing much nigga, just working hard.”

  “I hear you. Brandy tryna keep me in the house, but I’m tryna tell her that I need be out here getting this money.”

  “Money is all y’all talk about,” Brandy said coming out with the baby in her arms. The baby did do her body good. Her small, short frame was now full and thick.

  “Hey Brandy,” I said hugging her.

  “What’s up, Chad? You want to hold the baby?” she offered

  “Nah, I’m good.”

  “You need to be getting all the practice you can get. Sit down.”

  I sat down on the couch, and she draped a blanket over my shoulder. She then gently handed me the baby and showed me the proper way to hold him. Looking at Lil Carter made me think of my baby. I always wanted to have a son, so that I could pass all my knowledge down to him.

  “You look like a father already,” she laughed handing me a bottle.

  “How’s Cinnamon?” Carter asked sitting next to me

  “She good, I just came from that way,” I replied, putting the bottle in the baby’s mouth.

  “So, what’s up with that?”

  “Nothing, I’mma just take care of her and the kid. I thought about taking her out after the baby was born, But growing up without a mother ain’t cool. So I’mma just take care of them and do me.”

  “You done with her?”

  “Yes, she fucked up.”

  “What about Chastity?”

  “She cool, I ain’t fucking with her like that though.”

  “Damn!”

  I kicked it with Carter and the baby for a few more hours before heading home. When I got there, all the lights were off, so I assumed Chasity wasn’t here. I went to my office to work on some paperwork for the new club I was opening.

  If it was one thing Cinnamon taught me was not to be so trusting. When I found out what she was sent to do, I switched up the whole game. The drop locations were change as well as the dates, I moved all my traps, switched all my banking information, and I also went as far as relocating my stash even though I knew she had no idea where it was located. You could never be too careful. Today women were now real sneaky, so you had to keep a close eye on them.

  I had class in the morning; this was my last semester, and I would finally hold my Masters in Business Management. I sent Cinnamon a text letting her know that I would be picking her up in the morning so that she could re-register for her classes.

  Locking up all of my important business documents in the safe I had built in my attic, I took a shower and went to bed with thoughts of Cinnamon flooding my mind.

  Chapter 6

  Cinnamon

  “Rise and shine big head,” Honey said walking inside of my room.

  “I’m up,” I replied getting up and walking into the bathroom. “How was your night?” I asked while brushing my teeth.

  “It was ok.” She blushed as she sat on the toilet seat

  “Eww!”

  “What?”

  “You fucked him, didn’t you?”

  “The lies you tell,” she laughed.

  “I know you did, you’re glowing.”

  “Maybe we did maybe we didn’t. Did you fuck Chad?”

  “No. I wish.”

  Seeing Chad last night brought back all the memories we shared. I constantly beat myself up for not telling him about Vic sooner. I was pissed that Vic would actually try to kill me and even more enraged that Coco was still riding with him even though she knew he was trying to take out her sister.

  I never thought that Coco would betray us like this. I didn’t wish any harm on her because I still loved her, but when I saw her pregnant or not, I was digging in that ass.

  “He will come around Cinny.”

  “He better, I’m tired of how awkward things have to be between us.” I undressed and entered the shower. “He’s supposed to be picking me up for class in an hour.”

  “See that’s a start. I’m going to make breakfast.”

  “Pancakes please,” I yelled out.

  “Anything for my little nephew or niece.”

  I stood in the shower and allowed the warm beads of water to massage my skin. I was happy today my baby decided to be a good baby and not make me sick. I was eighteen weeks, and I could see my little baby bump forming. After rubbing soap all over my tummy and rinsing it off, I exited the shower smelling like sweet cherries.

  Allowing my body to air dry, I began to curl my hair to perfection. If I was going to be all in Chad face, I wanted to show him what he was missing. I could hear his voice downstairs talking to Honey. She offered him a plate of food, and he declined, telling her to wrap mine to go.

  I placed lotion all over my body and noticed the engagement ring still sitting pretty on my perfectly manicured finger. Removing it, I sat it in my jewelry box and continued with getting dressed. Satisfied with my look I admired how nice my ass sat up in my pencil skirt. My breast threatened to spill out of my tan and gold blouse, and the tan wedges that I wore made my long, thick legs go on for days. Applying some nude lipstick, I grabbed my bag and prepared for my grand entrance.

  “Yes hunty you looking BAD!” Honey exclaimed causing Chad to look up at me from his phone.

  “Thank you,” I smiled. “Where’s my food?”

  “I got it.” Chad held up a plate that was in his hand “Now, hurry up before you’re late.”

  I gave Honey a
quick hug before following behind Chad. He was still driving the car that I bought him, which made me smile a little. Maybe there was some hope for us after all.

  “You look nice,” Chad said, opening my door for me.

  “Thank you.”

  I buckled my seatbelt, and he handed me the plate of food. I began to devour it within seconds as we cruised in silence. I didn’t live too far from the school, so we arrived in less than ten minutes. Chad parked the car and just sat there. The only sounds that could be heard was the sound of me chomping down on a piece of bacon.

  “Where is your ring?” he asked

  “I took it off.”

  “Why?”

  “I didn’t think we were still engaged.”

  “Cool.” He pulled out a joint and started smoking.“Finish eating, so you can go pick out your classes.”

  I picked out my classes with Chad right there on my ass explaining to me what to take and what was a waste of time. I had to laugh at the fact that this hood nigga knew the difference between English 818 and English 509. Once I finished picking out all of my classes, he walked me to my first class and headed over to his.

  I took a seat in the back of the class. I found out that I was able to focus more without having the professor all in my face. A few minutes later, a guy that smelt so good took a seat next to me.

  “What’s up, Cinnamon?” he spoke.

  Taking a good look at him, I remembered he was the lil’ cutie I met in the grocery store.

  “Hey Joe, how are you?”

  “Shit, just been chillin’. I haven’t heard from you in a while. You got ghost on a nigga,” he replied flashing the diamonds he had in his teeth.

  Joe screamed that he was a paid nigga, but he didn’t give me the feeling of your typical drug dealer.

  “We should catch up and you can tell me why you went missing on me.”

  “Here’s my new number.” Scribbling on a piece of paper, I handed it to him. “Just call me.”

  “Will do, Ms. Lady.”

  Just then, the professor walked in and gave her introduction of the class. I pulled out my iPad and began taking important notes. I could feel Joe’s eyes burning a hole in my thighs.