Can't Leave It Alone

by Nicole Jackson

  “'Sup?” Black Reign mumbled, as her eyes swept the room.

  “Hey.” Dookey Baby's sneaky ass waved.

  “What's up?” Trace grinned right along with Toke, and Foo.

  “Let me hit that.” Black Reign wasted no time, asking for the weed.

  “Huh,” Toke handed her the blunt.

  She stood and puffed, while those thirsty niggas eyed her curvaceous body. Her pussy print was in full effect, as those tight shorts hugged her ass.

  “Bitch, is this the only reason you came over?” Monay playfully elbowed her, while Dookey Baby sat between me and Toke on the couch.

  Black Reign shrugged. “Pretty much.”

  “Uh oh, dope dog in the house.” Hurt jested, as he stepped into the living room.

  She rolled her eyes, as she handed the blunt to Foo. “Nah, nigga, that's your roach ass.”

  Hurt chuckled, as he sat in a recliner, and Black Reign sat next to Trace.

  “What's up wit it, girl?” Trace rubbed Black Reign's thigh.

  With a deep frown, she shoved his hand away. “Nigga, keep ya hands to ya got damn self.”

  Trace screwed his face up. “Man, you always tripping. Let a nigga get a sample of that pussy. Stop acting like that.”

  She rose to her feet. “Shit, the survey says that if I gave it to you...you wouldn't even know what to do wit it.” she gave him her ass to kiss, as she switched to the other side of the living room.

  “Man...” I couldn't resist it. “Sit yo raggedy ass down.”

  She spun around. “Nah, you shut yo broke ass up!”

  I smiled, and hit the blunt. Her nostrils flared, as she glared at me.

  “Is there a problem?” I cheesed.

  She strutted over with that wicked walk, capturing ever nigga's attention, including Hurt's. “Yeah, I got a fucking problem.” she snarled, as she stood before me with her hands on her hips. “You need to stop fucking wit me, before I slap you and your hoe the next time I see her dog ass.”

  I sat up. “Slap me now.”

  With a smirk on her face, she reached back and popped my ass. Whap!

  “Bitch!” I lashed, as I lunged at her. She escaped my grasp by inches. I was hot, as I chased her ass down, cornering her in Hurt's brother's room. “The fuck you think you playing wit?” I gritted, as I caught her by the neck. She clawed my face up like a damn wild cat.

  “You's a bitch ass nigga. That's who the fuck I'm playing wit.” she sassed, even as I had the upper hand.

  “Alright.” I nodded. “That's what's up. I got you.” I growled, as I snatched her ponytail clean off her head. “Talk that shit now.” I taunted, as I twirled her weave around.

  “Gimmie my shit!” she belted, as she chased me throughout the house.

  I stuck my tongue out, as I allowed her to catch up to me, only to pick up speed racing out of her reach. My niggas and her girls stood back laughing.

  “You got me fucked up!” she shouted, as she jumped on my back, shocking the shit out of me. I fell to my knees in the hallway, near the kitchen.

  “Get ya psychotic ass off me!”

  “Make me.” she wrapped her arms around my neck.

  “I got you, watch.” I laughed, as I effortlessly flipped her ass onto her back.

  Still, she wouldn't loosen the grip she had on me. We wrestled for about fifteen minutes, switching positions. “Let me go.” she laughed out of breath.

  “You let me go.”

  “No, you let me go.”

  “Okay,” she gave in. “Shit, I'm tired.” she breathed.

  I lifted off her. “Yeah, that's what I thought.” I stood up, and tossed her hair onto the floor next to her. “Get that piece of rat you call hair up.”

  “Fuck you.” she pursed her lips, as she snatched her weave up.

  I shook my head, as I headed back to the living room. It caught me off guard that no one was sitting in the area. “The fuck did everybody go?” I asked aloud.

  Black Reign stood behind me, trying to wrap her ponytail back around her real hair. “I think I hear them in the backroom.”

  Listening to her, I headed to Hurt's room, and pushed the door open. In the bed, my cousin was stark naked giving my boy a wild ride, as he gripped her ass.

  “Uh.” I groaned, as I closed the door back.

  Black Reign giggled. “That's what ya ass get for not knocking.”

  “Whatever.” I waved her off. “But where the fuck did the rest of them muthafuckas go?”

  “Check Rudy's room.” she suggested, as we both stepped to the room next to Hurt's.

  Deciding not to knock this time, either, I stumbled across a damn freak show.

  “What the hell?!” Black Reign gasped, as she found her girl letting Foo hit it from the back, Trace was underneath her, plowing into her, and Toke was running his dick in and out of her mouth.

  They glanced at us, but kept doing their thing. I chuckled, as I grabbed her arm, and pulled her out of the room. “Stop hating.” I closed the door.

  “Hating on what?” she snapped.

  “Let your girl get all that ham.” I joked.

  She shook her head. “That shit aint funny.”

  “Yeah it is.” I insisted, as I made my way back to the living room. “Come smoke this wit me, and calm ya ass down.”

  “Shut up.” she grumbled, as we both sat on the couch.

  I stared at her for a long second, thinking about how soft her lips looked…..