A Kingpin's Dream

by Briana Crosby

  “Me too, I got a bad lil yellow bitch that I’m about to go ham in,” Turk yelled.

  I dapped him up and opened the office door to let them out. Nino was still in the office sitting in his chair. I watched him as he stared at the picture frames that had Briana’s photos in them on my desk.

  “You okay nigga?” I eyed him coldly; I was starting to think this nigga was dumb. How do you go to my girl's house, steal her fucking panties in broad fucking daylight and not expect somebody to tell me something? Then his fat ass is sitting in my office staring at her pictures as if he wanted to eat the mothafuckas. I started getting mad all over again.

  “NIGGA, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT? DO YOU NOT FUCKING HEAR ME TALKING TO YOU?” I boomed startling him.

  “I'm sorry Adonis man, I didn’t even hear you. I guess I zoned out.”

  “What the fuck you still doing here mothafucka? Speak up,” I said pouring me a glass of Hennessey.

  “No reason in particular cuzzo, we never hang out so I thought this would be the perfect time.”

  “Why would I hang out with you when I could be eating pussy at home?” I asked studying him.

  “Whose pussy,” he asked looking at Briana’s picture.

  “The woman’s on that picture that you keep staring at. You know Nino, Jimmy informed me that when he went to your house he saw a lot of panties scattered over your bed. He said he saw about twenty pairs. You didn’t tell me you were seeing somebody, who’s the special lady in your life,” I asked while glaring at him.

  “I mess with different broads, they all give me their panties,” he tried not to make eye contact with me.

  “And all these women wear the same size panties?”

  “Yeah Wolf, I like my women to be the same size,” he lied.

  I swear I wanted to reach in my waist and put two in this fuck nigga’s head but right now, I couldn’t. I wanted to see who these cats were that he was meeting. I also wanted to follow him around more so that I could figure out what he was up to. He zoned out again.

  “What else are you thinking about nigga,” I asked as I sat down in my chair.

  “Niggas talk about me like I ain’t shit, like they don’t believe that I’m capable of ending their existence. Niggas had better watch out for me fam; it’s time to show people how I really get down. He looked at me and I studied him for a minute. He looked at the picture of Briana again as he glanced at the clock on my wall then said, “I’m gone get up with you later cuzzo, I got shit to take care of.” He got up and walked out of the room and my gut feeling told me this nigga was about to do some shit.

  I didn’t know how he was about to do shit or who he was going to do it with but I was convinced that he was about to pull some shady shit. I was now about to have several people watching him. Family or not, the shit he just said ain’t sit well with me. To me it sounded like he was talking about killing Turk. Yeah, I’m gone have to watch his ass, I thought to myself. I pulled out my phone and looked at the time. It was going on 7:00 pm which meant that my baby was about to get off. I couldn’t wait to get home and lay in between those thighs. I cleaned up the office then headed out with Bri on my mind.

  PERSIA

  As soon as I got home, I wanted to collapse on the floor. Ramses car wasn’t in the drive way or garage so he wasn’t home which was good because I didn’t want him to see all this blood on my uniform. He would think I got into a fight or someone tried to hurt me. I went upstairs and into our room, I turned on our huge seventy-inch flat screen TV to the news just to see if they were covering the story. I was just in time because the news anchor Kelly Thorman was just now talking about it.

  “Today in Chicago, a young boy is without a father. There was a mass murder on Garfield Boulevard in a rugged area of Chicago. Two bodies were found outside of a vacant house, but there were about four more inside. Detectives say that this is the worst homicide they have seen, it appears to have been a drive by and several bodies were found on the scene. All but one of the bodies was identified because of the body’s condition. There was a large X carved into each individual’s chest.

  If you have a male family member in their late twenties or early thirties that is missing, the homicide unit is asking that you please come down to see if this person is one of your family members. The police have been down here in Englewood; a rugged area of Chicago trying to gather evidence and speak to witnesses but somehow they keep coming up short. This is the fiftieth homicide this fall and police don’t think it will be the last. I’m Kelly Thorman and you are watching Fox 32 News, back to you Tom.”

  Another News anchor started talking and I turned the TV down because I heard the front door close so I immediately went down stairs.

  “BABY WHERE YOU AT,” Ramses boomed from the bottom of the steps.

  I smiled as I ran down each step. I was happy to see my man. “Where are you?” I yelled as I reached the last step.

  “Come in the living room,” he said.

  I walked right into the living room and his face scrunched up.

  “Damn baby, how the fuck you get all that blood on your uniform?” Did we do that much damage to them niggas?” he asked as he walked over to me and kissed my forehead.

  “I slipped and fell and yes, you guys fucked them up. What were the X's for and what did they do to you guys?

  “They didn’t do shit to us,” he said as he pulled my shirt over my head.

  “Then why did you kill them baby?”

  “We were doing a favor for my pops. He lives in Cuba so he couldn’t get to ‘em like we could. We’re family, we run together; he needed these niggas killed so we took care of it. It was personal so we did it ourselves, if it was anybody else, we would have had one of our soldiers take care of it. If Nino wouldn’t have fucked up, we would have done more damage. One of them bitch niggas got away but we know who he is so we got mothafuckas looking for ‘em.”

  “What did they do to your dad baby?” I was being nosey but I didn’t care. Shit, I wanted to be put on game too. Their whole family must have been ruthless if they were killing people like that. That crime scene looked like a torture house. I would hate to be the nigga they had to find because I knew he was going to die in the worst way. I looked down at my body and was surprised at the fact that I was completely naked. I glanced at him and a cocky smirk was plastered on his face. All of a sudden, I was up in the hair and over his shoulder.

  “Baby, what are you doing?” I screamed. My ass was afraid of heights and his ass was tall so I was high off the ground in my eyes. He was now taking me upstairs, he smacked my ass hard.

  “Shut up and enjoy this ride, you speak again and I’m gone smack that ass harder.”

  I knew this was his way of getting out of my question. He didn’t like talking about what he did out of the house with me. He never wanted me to see that side of him but today I did and now I wanted to know more. I was going to ask him repeatedly until he told me. I could handle the truth, I wasn’t afraid of it. We made it our room and he finally put me down. I stood there with my arms folded and my bottom lip poking out.

  He walked into our closet while taking his shirt off then came back out with two large towels and threw them on the bed. I stared at him while his back was facing me. His physique was so sexy. He had gotten more tattoos so now his back was covered with them. His True Religion jeans sagged a little and when he turned around you could see the V in his stomach.

  “What you looking like that for? you need me to slap that ass again?”

  “Why can’t you answer my questions Ramses? I’m your girl and I want to know, I’m not afraid of the truth.”

  He walked over to me calmly and placed his hand around my neck while backing me up against the wall. “I’ll tell you when I’m ready, right now; I don’t want to talk about that shit. Just be patient with a nigga. Now that’s the end of fuckin discussion do you understand me Persia?” He towered over me while he looked into my eyes searching for his answer. I said nothing so his
grip grew tighter.

  “Don’t play with me Persia, do you understand me?” he repeated.

  “Yes Ramses,” I said as I rolled my eyes.

  He smiled and released my neck. “Now come get in the shower with me,” he said as he grabbed my arm and led me to the bathroom.

  I didn’t hesitate because I needed a shower anyway. The blood on my uniform seeped through the material and got onto my skin; I wanted to scrub my body. I immediately turned on the shower and got in. As the hot steamy water drenched my skin, I leaned my head back and ran my fingers through my hair. For a moment, I forgot that Ramses was in the bathroom. I opened my eyes and saw him staring at me. I was used to it by now so I continued to shower. I grabbed my soap and towel and started to lather my body. I soon felt his hands run down my spine. As he grabbed the towel out my hand, he began to wash the front of my body while he stood behind me.

  “I love you baby,” he whispered in my ear as he turned our bodies so that we could face the full-length mirror that sat next to the bathroom sink. The images of our bodies were blurry but we could still see ourselves. The scene before us made me hot. The stern look in his eyes as he watched me watch him wash my body was so sexy.

  He always looked so serious. With his free hand, he began to twirl his finger around my nipples. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back onto his shoulder. Ramses began licking and sucking on my neck leaving deep dark passion marks. This man wasn’t even inside me, yet what he was doing to me at this moment had me gone. He had that effect on me and he knew it, I was under his spell. Soft moans escaped my lips as his hands traveled down to my pussy.

  “What you want daddy to do to this pussy baby, he grunted. You want me to fuck this pussy up or you want daddy to eat this mothafucka?”

  “Both,” I screamed out.

  He chuckled and roughly bent me over, slapping my ass hard before he his dick entered my pussy. It was so big and thick that it actually stung when he slapped my clit releasing, sensations of pleasure and pain.

  “You ready for this dick ma?”

  “Yes baby, I’m ready.”

  Without hesitation, he slowly filled my pussy one inch at a time; the feeling was indescribable. We looked at each other through the mirror, never taking our eyes off one another. He cupped my breasts with his free hand while his other hand rested on the shower wall while he fucked the shit out of me.

  “Yes baby, yes Ramses please don’t stop,” I must have called out for the eighth time. His thrust became deeper and faster as he smacked my ass and spread my cheeks, he watched his dick disappear in my pussy then appear again.

  “Shit ma, this pussy bout to have a nigga bust all in this shit,” he grunted loudly.

  Baby no, I’m not on birth control,” I screamed.

  “I don’t give a fuck about no fucking birth control, shut that shit up and bend all the way down. Touch them fucking ankles fa daddy baby,” he smacked my ass harder.

  I reached down and put both of my hands around my ankles. I swear I felt every inch of him as he was now beating the hell out of my love box. I was screaming his name. “Baby, I’m cumming, oh God I’m cumming Ramses, fuck me just like that baby.”

  “Did I tell you to cum ma?” he asked.

  I let my ankles go and tried to look back at him but he smacked my ass yet again. I swear, I was going to slap the shit out of him if he did it again. That shit hurt and I’m sure it was going to leave a mark later on.

  “I control when you cum, you don’t need to cum right now,” he boomed.

  Little did he know, I actually controlled when his ass came. I had the pussy, I was running this show. I squeezed my pussy muscles around his dick as tight as I could. You would have thought this nigga was about to have a seizure by the way he was grunting and groaning. I’m pretty sure his dick was now touching my heart the way he was fucking me; I was in pure ecstasy. “I’m cumming baby, I’m cumming,” I yelled.

  “Shit ma, I’m cumming with you,” he groaned.

  Within minutes, he shot his seeds in me. All you could hear was our heavy breathing and panting. As he grabbed my waist and lifted me up, he sucked on my neck.

  “You think you slick huh,” he laughed.

  “I didn’t do anything baby,” I said as I grabbed the soap and began washing my body again.

  “Those muthafuckin pussy muscles got a nigga, them shits in lethal. That’s cheating Persia.”

  “I always do that when we have sex, it’s not cheating bighead,” I teased.

  He simply smiled and kissed me passionately. We spent another hour in the shower before we decided that we were done. Afterwards we laid in our California King bed and cuddled until we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

  BRIANA

  I was in the locker room gathering my stuff up because I was about to leave work. It was now 7:30, I usually left at 7:00 but we had a code blue which basically meant one of our patients was about to die so I got tied up with trying to help the nurses save a life. The patient ended up dying anyway. The charge nurse told me I could go home because there was nothing else I could do at that moment and trust when me when I say I didn’t hesitate. I hurriedly rushed to the back room to retrieve my things when the ringing of my phone suddenly interrupted me. I pulled it out of my scrub pocket and unlocked it. I had several text messages from Barbara. Ever since Adonis got her an IPhone 6, she didn’t know how to act; she texted all of us constantly. We had grown a lot closer since Adonis and I started dating.

  BARBARA: Chile, you better bring ya ass to my Sunday dinner, let everyone know now.

  I immediately texted her back as I shook my head. Barbara cooked every Sunday, now since we were a big family, she wanted everyone to attend every Sunday but everyone had busy schedules so we always didn’t make it. This Sunday, Adonis promised her that everybody would be there. So now she couldn’t stop texting us and reminding us to come. I knew my ass was going to be there front and center because I had been craving her cooking for quite some time; Barbra could cook her ass off.

  As I fantasized about all the food that would be on the large granite table that sat in her king style ginormous dining room, my mouth started to water. Come to think of it, I had been craving a lot of shit lately but paid it no mind because of how busy I’ve been with school and working. I don’t even think I came on my period this month even. It was only the twenty-first of August so I still had a ways to go before I could start worrying. Adonis and I never used condoms nor was I on any birth control. We never payed attention to that kind of stuff when we made love because we were so into each other at those moments that nothing else mattered. I was definitely going to get a pregnancy test if I didn’t come on at the end of the month.

  I looked back down at my phone and texted Barbara reminding her that we all were going to be there tomorrow. After I sent it, I quickly closed my locker and headed out of the locker room. While I clocked out of work I received a call from Adonis asking me what I wanted to eat. I smiled on the inside because the past eleven months have been nothing but amazing; I was in love. It’s funny because if you would have asked me who I would be in love with eleven months ago, I probably would have said some physician or doctor. I’ve learned that God blesses us at unexpected times and damn was this man a blessing.

  He was attentive and caring but a thug. He gave me that hardcore sweet thug loving if that made sense and it drove me wild. Hearing stories in the streets about my baby no longer fazed me. I never saw the side of him everybody was afraid of and he never let me. I couldn’t wait to get home and be snuggled in his strong arms.

  “We can do Chinese tonight or I can cook.”

  “Nah, I’m sure you’re tired from tonight, cook tomorrow, Chinese it is.”

  “Okay baby, on my way home now,” I excitedly said into the phone as I hopped on the elevator.

  “Good hurry up ma, don’t take too long,” he said.

  “I know your ass is not trying to rush me, now I’m going to take my precious time getting home,”
I said while laughing on the other end.

  “Play if you want to and watch what the fuck I do, fucking with me that pussy won’t be getting eaten for a month, try me ma,” he boomed.

  “You’re the one that always has your face in between my legs, I never have to beg to get my pussy eaten because you always just do it. You're the one that said eating my pussy is like therapy to you. You're the one that said it’s an addiction and you’re addicted not me. So who’s gone be missing their fix? Your ass,” I said. It was true. I really did believe that him feasting on my pussy was soothing to him. I would be sleep at night and then all of a sudden, I’d awaken to him between my legs going ham on my second pair of lips. He ate me everywhere, if he had a taste at that moment nothing could stop him from eating me. I never stopped him because his tongue felt that good.

  "Aight baby, you got a nigga, just hurry up because it’s getting dark. Love you.”

  “Love you too baby, bye.”

  I hung up the phone as I made my way to the parking lot when I saw Nino getting out of his car. “Hey Nino, how are you?”

  “I’m good beautiful, damn Briana you look so good in scrubs. Now I know why my cousin can’t get enough of you because you’re bad as fuck. I should have scooped you up first.”

  “Nino this conversation isn’t appropriate, I appreciate the compliment but please don’t flirt with me okay, you take care now.”

  I walked away and pulled the key out to my 2016 Maserati Gran Turismo courtesy of my baby. I suddenly turned around and wanted to ask Nino if he was going to his grandma's Sunday dinner and to my surprise, Nino was staring at me with lust in his eyes. I was disgusted, not only was Nino ugly as fuck but he was my man’s cousin. If anybody on the streets said that type shit to me, they would be six feet under.

  I put it to the back of my head just thinking he had a crush on me. I decided that I wasn’t going to bring it to Adonis for his sake. Nino still stood there and looked at me as if I was some kind of food platter.