by Lucinda John
Click.
I looked at my screensaver that let me know that Vic hung up the phone on me. Flushing the toilet, I washed my hands and decided to make breakfast. I wasn’t the best cook in the world, but I could use a microwave, toaster, and an oven really well.
Putting some waffles in the toaster, I cut up some fresh fruits and placed them in a bowl. Flipping the veggie egg omelette, I placed it on the plate along with a side of toast and some Country Rock butter spread.
Putting all the items on a tray along with a cup of ice and pitcher of orange juice, I walked the food upstairs to my man. These past days I really got to spend with him, I was really starting to rekindle something with Chad. I was now torn between two guys, and I had no clue as to what I was going to do.
“Good morning babe!” I kissed Chad on the lips waking him up.
“Good morning, Lil C.” He smiled “I hope you ain’t burn the kitchen down trying to cook.
“Shut up.” I playfully punched him in the arm.
He sat up in bed, and I straddled his lap and began feeding him his breakfast.
“What’s your plans for today?” I asked licking the crumbs off his lips.
“You tell me.” He rubbed the tattoo of his name that was on my thigh, a tattoo that he was pissed at me for getting back when we were in high school, but fell in love with it when he finally saw it.
“We can go shopping.” I smiled.
“Oh, so this is why you made me breakfast,” he laughed.
“No, it’s because I’m happy that you decided to give me another chance.”
He never talked about us being in an actual relationship, so I decided to press the issue. I knew I was playing with fire, but at this moment I really didn’t give a fuck. I was just going to play the two of them until I figured out who I really wanted to be with.
Yes, Vic matched me on so many levels, but Chad was better for me. He was the guy in every dreams, but like my girl Mary said, ‘bad boys aint no good, good boys ain’t no fun.’
“Did you hear what I said?” I asked.
“Yeah, I hear you.”
“Why didn’t you answer the question?”
“Because you didn’t ask one.”
“Are you going to give me another chance?”
More silence.
“CHAD!!!”
“Yes, Lil C.”
“Answer me!”
“We chilling, why are you trying to put a title on it?”
“I think I deserve one, Chad. I’ve been here with you since you found out your fiancé was a snake.”
“But, where were you when I needed you the most?” he asked looking me in the eyes. I could tell he was referring to the times he tried to help me off of the drugs. “Exactly.”
He lifted me off of his lap, got up, and walked towards the bathroom. I could hear him brush his teeth, and then gargle with the misty blue mint Listerine that he loved to use so much. He then turned on the shower and began to wash his body. The scent of the Axe body wash filled the room and instantly had my pussy tingling. He showered for a half an hour before coming in the room with a towel wrapped around his waist, and one draped across his shoulder.
His back was turned against me as he searched the closet for something to wear.
“I’m sorry,” I said wrapping my hand around his waist and placing it on his dick.
“It’s cool.”
Kneeling before him, I tugged on the towel and started to stroke his dick. Once it was nice and hard, I placed it in my mouth and started sucking on it. I used one of my hands to gently jack him and the other to tease his balls. I ran the tip of my tongue across the head of the penis before swallowing it.
“Damn, C.” He groaned and unloaded down my throat.
Pushing him on the bed, I straddled him and began grinding my hips on his dick. My pussy was so wet that I was slipping and sliding around. I lifted up and stuffed his dick in my hole then started to rock back and forth on it. He reached up and began to play with my nipples. The sensation was enough to send me over the edge. I continued to bounce wildly on his dick until I came.
“That’s how we do it now?” I asked watching him pull out a condom and roll it down his dick.
“Face down ass up,” he replied not paying me any mind.
I got in position and braced myself for what he was about to do to me with his beast. He plunged his dick deep in me, and I swore it was going to come out through my mouth. He used my pussy as his stress reliever as he pumped all of his frustrations in me.
“Oh, shit, Cinnamon, this pussy so good!” he yelled.
My eyes shot open as I watched him through the dresser mirror; he was in a zone. I was instantly turned off hearing him call me that bitch’s name. I played with my coochie to prevent myself from getting dry and allowed him to finish up.
“Hurry up and get ready,” he said smacking me on the ass and walking to the bathroom. He flushed the condom and rinsed himself off in the shower one more time before dressing in a pair of Tommy khaki cargos, a black Tommy shirt, and a pair of black Tommy loafers. Laying out my outfit on the bed, which consisted of some booty shorts, a pink polo shirt with my matching pink polo sneakers, I made my way in the bathroom to shower.
***
I sucked my teeth when he pulled out the Spyder that Cinnamon bought him. I was tired of him talking about how much he loved this car. Before we went to the mall, he had to stop at his Grandma’s house. I couldn’t stand that bitch; I never understood why a bitch so old still wanted to be in the game. She should be on the front porch, sipping ice tea and knitting shit.
We pulled up to a house that looked like a duplicated version of the White House. His granny was doing it big; Vic should be trying to get at her and not Chad. Two heavily armed men dressed in all black opened the gate for Chad. We drove through the circular driveway where more heavily armed men were posted around the whole house.
“What’s up, Chad,” the valet greeted him as he took his car and parked it in the mini parking garage she had built. I was amazed at how big this old hag was doing it.
“Mama J! Where you at?” Chad yelled through the house.
A few moments later, Julie walked towards us wearing an all black spandex workout suit. She looked real good to be so old.
“Hey baby,” she spoke to Chad, hugged him, but didn’t acknowledge me.
“Hey ma,” I said.
“I ain’t birth you girl; it’s Julie to you,” she snapped. “How’s my sweet pea Cinnamon and that baby doing?”
“They’re doing good, we find out what we’re having next doctor visit.”
“I’m so excited. I can’t wait!!” she squealed.
“Me too.”
“Why did you bring this crack head to my house?”
“I’m standing right here!”
“Yes, you are, now ask me if I give a fuck?” she sassed.
For someone to be so old, she had a mouth on her. If she wasn’t Chad’s grandmother, I would have been snapped her neck. I understood she was still mad at me, but Chad was starting to forgive me. Why couldn’t she?
“Walk with me to my office, so we can talk in private.” She cut her eyes at me. “Bennett, watch her for me please, these crack heads are known to have sticky fingers.”
I started to say something, but Chad pleaded with his eyes for me not to. I mean mugged her until they were out of sight.
“Can I use the restroom?” I asked the big buff dude that was standing next to me watching me like a hawk.
“Follow me.”
I followed him outside where he led me to the employee’s bathroom. I sucked my teeth before walking in and faking that I was actually using. My main purpose for asking to use the bathroom, so that I was able to look through the house, but I guess the security guard read my mind. After washing my hands, I flushed the toilet.
“You can bring me to Chad’s car,” I said no longer wanting to be around that old wicked bitch.
The valet brought the car back
around, and I sat in it with Bennett’s ugly ass still watching me. I was about to curse his ass out until Chad finally decided to walk out of the house. He made small talk with his grandma before hugging her and walking towards the car.
“I’m sorry about that,” he apologized for her behavior “I’ll make it up to you.”
I smiled knowing that I was about to do some damage to his black card. Pulling out of the driveway, I spotted Chad’s grandmother giving me the finger. I simply just smiled and brushed it off. That old bitch was going to get hers soon.
Chapter 10
Victoria
“I gotta hurry up before I miss my flight,” my new boo said throwing his things in his Fendi duffle bag.
“Ughhh, I hate to see you leave.” I whined.
“But you love to watch me come, huh?” he laughed.
“I’m not laughing right now.”
“C’mon baby, how much time do I have to tell you this is only temporary.”
“I know, but why don’t we just work on our plan?”
“When I finish up with this lick in Miami then, we will get your husband for all he got, but first you have to play your part,” he said kissing me on the lips.
“Ok, baby.”
“Let me get up in them guts one more time before I go.”
He pushed me back on the bed and spread my legs as wide as they could go. Kissing the inside of my thighs, he then licked my slit making my clit swell. Using the tip of his tongue, he played with clit before sucking on it.
“Ooooo,” I moaned as he continued to suck every ounce of my juice. After quenching his thirst, he pulled his pants down and squeezed his dick at the base making it fatter. He rubbed his dick up and down my clit bringing me to another toe curling orgasm.
“Can I feel you with no latex?”
“Mmmmhmm,” I moaned
He crammed all ten inches of his dick in my hole causing me to cry out in pain. Once the pain subsided, the pleasure began. I lifted my hip to match his strokes. The rhythm we were fucking to was so in sync that it was driving me crazy. He continued to drill in me bringing me to another orgasm that made my body go limp.
I was still riding the wave of the wave of my orgasm when he finally pulled out and placed it in my mouth. I savored the taste of my juices as I sucked him dry.
“That was the shit,” he smiled as he lay on the bed next to me
“I know, I wish you could stay a day longer.”
“Chill out with that begging and nagging, that’s not a good look.” He got up and went to the bathroom and washed off. I heard him talking on the phone, and I decided to eavesdrop. I was only able to hear the end of the conversation where he was making promises to meet up with someone when he got back in town. By the tone in his voice, I could tell he was talking to a female.
Hearing the door unlocked I dashed back to the bed. “You need me to drop you off to the airport?” I asked
“Nah, I’m good.” He put on his big chain that had Joe in diamonds. I admired his sexy ass and was grateful for the day I met him.
Joe and I had been messing around since I moved to North Carolina. His mom was actually my neighbor, and when he came to visit her, we just so happened to bump into each other.
Our chemistry was mad crazy, and we instantly clicked. He was a jack boy for a living and was working on a project in Miami. My main reason for faking a reconciliation with Vic was because I wanted to get him where it hurts.
Joe and I planned on taking him for everything he had. In order to take out the best, you had to be trained by the best, and that was exactly what Vic was doing, training me to take him out.
I got up, took a shower, and made myself some breakfast. The kids had been staying with my mom. I wanted them out of harm’s way until I handled this situation with their father.
Sitting down and eating my food, I called my sister, but she didn’t answer. I’d been trying to fix our broken relationship, but one day she wanted to be sisters and the next enemies.
After eating, I jumped in my Charger and decided to go for a joyride and enjoy my new car. With the top down, I blasted Migos’ Wishy Washy and pulled out of my driveway with no destination in mind.
Chapter 11
Coco
Making sure my eyes brows were on fleek, I finished the last touches of my make up. I finger-combed my short cut that I just got. Killa loved the way it looked on me, and it was apart of my job to keep him happy. I’d been talking to Killa for about two weeks now, and he finally decided to let me see his house.
I agreed to house-sit for him while he was out of town. The only thing was when he came home from his business trip; he was coming back to nothing.
Killa wasn’t an ugly dude, but he wasn’t my type. He was too flashy, he bragged too much, and for a nigga that loved to fuck his dick game was lame as hell. He always had some damn fantasy he wanted me to try.
Hell the last time when he decided to bring a few females in our bedroom was the only time I actually caught a nut thanks to the girl that ate me out as if she was at Golden Corrals.
“You ready?” Vic asked me smacking me on the ass. Since he decided to bring his wife around, this was the only alone time I had with him.
“She better be ready,” Victoria snapped.
I wanted to reach back and bitch slap her ass, but thinking of the consequences, I changed my mind.
“I’m ready,” I said slipping my feet in a pair of Gucci wedges. I checked my appearance in the mirror. Tonight Killa and I was going to the club for one of his clients’ birthday party.
I don’t know why I came in this club with you, girl
Don’t know why I came in with these diamonds on my chain
Surrounded by bad bitches, I can’t get ‘em out my face
Maybe ‘cause a nigga handsome and wealthy
Is it ‘cause a nigga cook like a professor
I don’t know how you feel can you tell me
I won’t know how you feel ‘til you tell me
Is it ‘cause a nigga handsome and wealthy
Migos’ track Handsome and Wealthy blasted through the club speakers, and Killa went dumb. He was jumping up and down like a lunatic singing the lyrics to the club. I sat back and observed him as he threw stacks and stacks of money in the air making it rain on the folks that couldn’t afford to sit in the VIP section.
He had two bottles of Dom Perignon Rose in his hand, one he was drinking from and the other he was pouring all over the hood bitches that enjoyed their little sixty seconds of fame.
The DJ started to spin Iggy’s track Fuck Love Gimme Diamonds, and I stood up and went dumb. I started swaying my hips to the beat singing along with her expressing how it was all about the money with me; you could miss me with all that love shit.
“Fuck love, give you diamonds, huh?” Killa whispered in my ears before licking them. I hated how he could get me all worked up, but wasn’t able to finish.
“It be like that sometimes.” I smiled turning around and putting my arms around his neck.
We swayed to the beat of the music together as our tongues danced to a beat of its own.
“I’m ready to go,” he said breaking our kiss.
“Then lead the way.”
He said his goodbyes to his homey before we got in his cocaine white Phantom and made our way to his house. I was really anxious to see how a big baller like Killa was living. We finally pulled up to his house, and I wasn’t all too amazed.
For one, he lived all the way in the boondocks. We were so secluded that you could kill someone and dump their body on his front porch, and no one would ever discover it.
“Home sweet home,” he smirked and got out the car. I followed him and anticipated what the inside would look like. Once again, I was disappointed when I walked inside the barely furnished house.
“Where is everything?” I asked. The house was so empty that my voiced echoed.
“Baby, I’m rarely home, and when I’m here the only room I use is the mast
er bedroom to sleep.”
“I see.”
“Now, that I have you, maybe you can decorate it for me and make it look more like home,” he suggested.
I wanted to laugh in his face and tell him over my dead body, but instead, I nodded my head in agreement.
“I’m about to jump in the shower, the bedroom is to your left,” he said walking in the opposite direction.
Walking inside the room, I was relieved to see that there was furniture. The room was actually decorated pretty nicely; the animal print theme made me think of Cinnamon and her obsession to the wildlife. I made myself a promise that once I got it together that I was going to reach out to her.
Taking off my shoes and stripping down to my bra and panties, I made myself comfortable under the silk sheets. My body melted in the king sized plush pillow top mattress and immediately, I was knocked out.
***
The next morning, I woke up to someone yelling on the phone. My eyes had to adjust to the scenery I was in and for a moment I forgot where I was until Killa spoke.
“Good morning baby.”
“Morning.”
He was dressed in a tan and burnt orange Prada suit with his suitcase in his hand.
“Leaving so soon?” I asked trying to contain my happiness.
“Yes, when money knocks, you gotta answer.”
“Ok, well do you need me to take you to the airport or something?”
“Nah, you good, I don’t want you getting lost,” he smiled. “I have everything you need in here, so there shouldn’t be a reason for you to leave. I want you to guard my house with your life.”
“Will do,” I smiled.
“Good girl,” he said kissing me before walking towards the door. “Don’t forget to lock up.”
I watched him leave then began my search for a piece of mail that had his address on it. I was finally able to find a delivery receipt. I texted Vic the address; he text me back and told me to chill for today and begin my search tomorrow.
I went in the refrigerator in search for something to eat. Making myself a bacon, egg, and cheese croissant, I sat back with my Kindle and began one-clicking a few books. Once I was satisfied with my choices, I started reading An Icy Love by Ms. Niecy.