Don't Come Looking For Love 3: Family Ties

by Natavia

  We hid the kilos of cocaine and the guns throughout the basement. The guns were stolen military weapons. Lenny was about to get a life sentence! Corey put the duffel bag with Rissa’s head in the safe. Now, if I had heard about some shit like this I would think it was impossible. In the last couple of months I had learned that nothing is impossible. When they said the Fam was a notorious crime family, I thought it was bogus. But I saw that they just didn’t give a fuck.

  After an hour of being in the basement we left the way we came, which was through an old cellar. That’s why I never wanted to live in a big-ass house like this. You never know what it was built on.

  Once we walked through the tunnel and through the woods, it was pitch black outside.

  “Yo, I’m staying away from y’all niggas. Got me out here like I’m in Afghanistan going on missions and shit,” I said.

  “Nigga, we about to be rich! Fuck that nigga Lenny! These diamonds are ours! All Leodonis wanted was to set Lenny up. But these diamonds are between us!” Kenjay said and we agreed.

  “Yo, I better not see a deer, nigga!” I said. Kenjay laughed.

  “Yo, when me and this nigga was like twelve we walked through the woods. It was the shortcut to the corner store. But anyway, a deer jumped out with big-ass antlers on O’Shea. This nigga was screaming like a bitch! That big-ass deer chased O’Shea through the woods. He caught him then rammed his ass through a fence. Nigga broke his arm and sprained his ankle! Yo, that nigga been scared ever since!” Kenjay said, as him and Corey cracked up laughing.

  “Nigga, that shit wasn’t funny!” I said wanting to fuck him up!

  “Kenjay is scared of clowns though! I locked that nigga in the room with the movie ‘IT’ on and this nigga almost screamed! We were ten years old when it happened though! Tammy whipped my ass for that shit! Ol’ cry-baby ass nigga!” I said.

  “Yo, shut the fuck up! I was only scared of clowns because of your bitch-ass father!” Kenjay said. We talked shit to each other on our way to the car.

  “O’Shea, what the hell are you doing sneaking in this time of night?” Britain asked me with a scowl on her face. It was almost three in the morning. We stopped at a bar and had a few drinks. Latavia called and cursed Kenjay out. Tee-Tee threatened to burn all of Corey’s whips up and now it was Britain’s turn to get out the gate on a nigga.

  “I was laid back. Girl, chill!” I slurred a bit.

  “Are you drunk?” she asked, sniffing me.

  “Damn, Britain! Take your ass to bed!” I said, almost stumbling up the stairs.

  “How did you get home?” she asked me.

  “Cab! My car is at Kenjay’s crib. I’m tired and I want to go to bed,” I said.

  “Let me see your phone,” she said, holding her hand out. I still hadn’t told Britain why I left the house in the middle of the night a few months ago. It was the night I killed Fitz. She would not let that go and she kept asking me over and over to see if I was going to tell her the truth.

  I handed her the phone, she went through it. She checked my Instagram and all of that! I laughed in her face then she mushed me.

  “It’s not funny! You probably deleted it!” she said.

  “Britain, chill out! You know I’m not on that shit,” I said, kissing her.

  “EWWWWW! You smell like alcohol and weed!” she said, helping me up the stairs.

  “Can we have another baby?” I asked her.

  “Yeah, in a few years!” she giggled.

  I flopped down on the bed. Britain started to undress me.

  “When are we getting married, Britain?”

  “Soon.”

  “How soon?” I asked.

  “When you tell me what’s going on,” she said.

  “I did what I had to do to protect my family! I’m not cheating on you! I had to make sure that another motherfucker couldn’t hurt you again,” I said.

  “You are a rapper, O’Shea! One of the hottest ones out! You can’t go out here running through the streets like a thug. You have so many fans. You don’t want to let them down by doing all of this gangster shit,” she said.

  “I’m not a thug! I’m a rapper who does what he has to do to protect his family. I’m a man. When I come home I’m not the rapper or none of that other shit you classify me as. I’m just a man who loves his family,” I said. She took my socks off then tickled my feet.

  “Britain, what I tell you about that gay shit? I’m grown, shorty! What the hell you trying to have me up here giggling for?” I asked her then she fell on top of me laughing. She wrapped her arms around me then kissed me. I grabbed her around the waist.

  “I’m so lucky to have you. I used to fantasize about us as I sat and watched you on my steps when we were younger. I used to watch you and Kenjay flirt with the neighborhood girls. I hated when they played with your cornrows,” she said, kissing my lips.

  I gripped her big juicy ass then kissed her.

  “Bae, you really need to get in the shower,” she said, hopping off me. She walked into our bathroom. Moments later I heard the water running. She took off her robe. She had nothing on underneath. She pulled me up and I followed her into the shower.

  I sat down on the shower bench pulling her closer to me. I kissed her stomach then dipped my tongue into her navel. For some reason Britain went crazy over that. I turned her body around, palming her ass cheeks. I gently kissed each one then smacked it. I reached to the front of her, sliding my hands up to her breasts then gently squeezed them. She moaned as I placed kisses down her lower back. I popped her on the ass again. I pushed her upper back forward to urge her to bend over and touch her toes. I spread her ass cheeks for access to her thick pussy lips. I rubbed my nose in it before I licked that sweet hole that satisfied my sweet tooth.

  “Shit!” she hissed as I sucked on her lips. I hardened my tongue as I pulled her by the hips further down onto it, so I could slowly fuck her with it. She grabbed the shower door as she moaned loudly.

  “UMMMMMMMM!” I said between licks, as her thick cum oozed on the tip of my tongue. She reached back pushing my face further into her sex. I palmed her ass cheeks harder as I fucked her with my tongue. I pulled my tongue out then kissed her clit. I latched onto her clit with more pressure then flicked my tongue across it.

  “BABBBBYYYYYY, I’M CUMMINGGGGGGGGGG!” she squealed. Her pussy contracted then I slipped my finger in her as her cum oozed down my hand. I gripped my hard dick then lowered her down onto it, my dick got harder as her pussy gripped me. I looked down and the sight of Britain’s pussy swallowing my dick almost made me bust prematurely. I kissed her shoulder as she rode me backwards. Her nails dug into my legs as she seductively grinded her hips on me.

  I reached to the front of her, grabbing her breasts. I sloppily sucked her neck. Water ran down Britain’s back then down the crack of her ass. It was a beautiful sight! I grabbed her wet hair roughly, bringing her head back onto my shoulder. I licked her ear then sucked on her earlobe. She grinded harder on my length, her pussy muscles squeezing me. I reached to the front, toying with her clit. She screamed as she came on my dick. A few seconds later, I came behind her. We washed each other up in the cold water then hopped out shivering.

  “Damn, it’s cold!” she said. We dried off then got under the sheets. I climbed in on top of her with my head resting on her breasts. I was out like a baby!

  Shine

  It had been a week since I talked to Tejah. That shit my mother pulled was embarrassing! I didn’t even care that Siah choked the hell out of her. Tejah was ignoring me again. I honestly didn’t care what Tejah did in her past, but still, I needed to know about the woman I was fucking! I had never been the type of nigga to jump to conclusions. I was curious about her though. Tejah didn’t even give me a chance to talk about it with her. After we left my grandma’s house, I asked her if it was true. She refused to answer me. When I took her home that day, she got out then slammed my car door. I decided to let her cool off. The next day I called her and it went straight
to voicemail. She had been ignoring me ever since.

  My mother called me but I hit the decline button. That woman needed to get checked out. Something was wrong with her.

  I pulled up to the coffee shop around the corner from The Dynasty hotel. When I walked in, Jessica was sitting down at a table, waiting for me. She stood up trying to hug me but I gently shoved her back down in her seat.

  “I didn’t come here for a fucking date, Jessica. I want to know what the fuck you and my mother got going on. I know y’all want something out of me. And don’t lie to me either! You don’t know what type of nigga I am! You are about to get your dumb ass into some shit! Now, what the fuck do you want?” I asked, getting straight to the point.

  “Well, Shynaire, I’m offended that you think I want something other than you. I think we would be perfect together,” she said, reaching across the table, playing with my tie.

  “Yo, seriously? I don’t see that happening. You are not even my type,” I said.

  “Is it because I’m white?” she asked.

  “Naw, I just prefer my woman’s hair to bush up after I fuck her for hours straight. Plus, you got some shit with you. What makes you think you can pop up at my family’s house? I don’t give a damn if Caroline invited you or not! You seem like the type that went to a fancy college and is very well educated. Do you not understand when someone doesn’t want you?” I asked.

  “I’m every black man’s dream! I have a perfect background, a great education and my family is rich! So, no Shynaire, I don’t understand. You want that little ghetto bitch instead. What can she offer you besides five babies and child support? Her little modeling career is over. She is just a typical woman trying to make it. I can give you the world!” I fell out laughing.

  “Well, look what we have here. Aren’t you two cute together?” Tejah asked with her laptop in her hand.

  “It’s not even like that, Tej!” I said. She rolled her eyes, waved me off then stood in the coffee line.

  “What is your fascination with that little girl?” Jessica asked.

  “If I tell, you might feel more threatened. Just stay the fuck away from me, Jessica! I don’t know what my mother is telling you, but if you pull that shit again it isn’t going to look nice for you!” I said, standing up. She grabbed her purse then stormed out of the coffee shop. I walked over to Tejah while she stood in line. I wrapped my arm around her waist. She looked up at me then rolled her eyes.

  “What’s up, beautiful?” I asked.

  “So, you’re fucking her aren’t you?” she asked.

  “Shorty, my dick got to get hard to fuck! She isn’t my type!” I said.

  She grabbed her coffee then walked away from me. She sat in the corner by the window. I followed her then sat down in front of her, closing her laptop. She leaned back in her chair, arms crossed.

  “I need your attention right now, Tejah. I won’t take too much of your time,” I said.

  “Why are you always demanding shit, Shine? Damn, you are bossy!” she said with her nose turned up.

  “Naw, beautiful. I’m never demanding but I can see what you want. You want me to beg for your attention. Your body language speaks for itself. I have no problem playing this little game of yours, shorty. I actually think it’s cute. Make a nigga work, but I know if I wanted to take you in that bathroom to eat your pussy, you would let me,” I scooted closer to the table then slid my hand between Tejah’s legs. She was soaking wet just like I knew she was.

  After a few seconds, she slapped my hand away. I chuckled then she blushed.

  “Stop fronting, beautiful! You know you miss me,” I said, smirking.

  “No, I don’t miss you. Hell, I don’t even like your ass anymore. You are a mama’s boy. Tell your momma to get her fucking titty out of your mouth then maybe we can talk!” she spat.

  “Is that all you got, Tejah? What are you trying to do, piss me off? You know it takes a lot for me to get pissed off, right?” I asked, smirking.

  “Whatever, Shine, I’m busy at the moment as you can see. You said a few minutes and I gave you that. Now, you have a nice day and let me have mine. Go back to your fancy hotels and let my ghetto prostituting ass sit here with my laptop and coffee!” she said. My phone went off reminding me that I had a meeting in twenty minutes.

  “I’ll see you later,” I stood up then reached over to kiss her lips. “You better not wipe that shit off either! We have some shit to talk about,” I said. I walked outside to my new midnight blue 2015 Lincoln Continental and it was keyed up. I knew Jessica’s dumb ass did it.

  Hours later…

  “What’s up my nigga?” I asked Royal, giving him dap.

  “Shit, nigga! What’s up with you? You hanging out tonight, huh?” he asked, pouring himself a glass of D’Usse.

  “Look at this little nigga here! Boy, what are you doing in VIP? I asked the lil’ nigga Rico.

  “Shidddd, nigga, I’m grown over here! I heard you fuck with a young joint though! Someone told me that you are on the sex-offenders list for that shit!” Rico said.

  “Yeah, whatever, nigga! She older than you! But check this out, they said some nigga knocked up a ten-year-old. You heard about that shit? Yo, that’s some sick shit right there!” I said.

  “Who did that shit? I don’t play about shit like that. I got a little sister that’s almost that age,” he said, puffing his blunt.

  “They said it was you, nigga! They said a little girl name Raja is giving you another son! That’s fucked up, nigga! She probably still got sand in her underwear, ” I said. The niggas cracked up laughing. Rico laughed then waved me off.

  “Come on, Tee-Tee, damn! What are you tripping for? I’m here with my niggas! O’Shea having a mix-tape release party! I’m not with a bitch, Tee-Tee!” Corey said, hollering into the phone.

  “Yo, this little nigga stay getting into trouble!” Royal said chuckling.

  “I’m surprised your wife isn’t with you!” I said.

  “She’s with Latavia trying to do some shit with a fashion show,” he said.

  Corey hung up his phone. “About damn time. nigga! Tell Tee-Tee to take her ass to bed!” Rico said to Corey.

  “Nigga, tell Raja take her little ass to bed! I hope you didn’t forget to turn on her night-light! You know her little ass thinks there’s monsters in the closet!” Corey replied.

  “These niggas are about to go back and forth all damn night,” Royal said to me.

  O’Shea walked into the club with Kenjay and Sameer. A few bodyguards walked behind them. O’Shea came to his VIP section and gave everyone dap. Domo and another bodyguard stood by the rope.

  “Look at this nigga here! What’s happening, Sameer? Where you been at, nigga?” Rico asked him.

  “Getting his ass beat by his baby mama!” Kenjay said, laughing. Kenjay still didn’t know Sameer fought cage fights.

  “What are you doing out on a school night?” Kenjay asked Rico.

  “Keep on talking shit, nigga!” Rico said laughing.

  “This nigga never stops talking shit!” Royal said, giving Kenjay dap.

  “That’s your bitch-ass brother who’s always talking shit!” Kenjay said then Corey grilled him.

  “Fuck all of that! When is Latavia’s weird-ass cooking again? Yo, that oxtail stew she made was better than our mama’s! I tried getting Tee-Tee to make that shit and, my nigga, it was horrible! That shit gave me the runs all damn day. I couldn’t even laugh when I wanted to. I was thinking I might fuck around and cause a scene! When Rashaad’s big ass fell down the stairs I was squeezing my ass cheeks together. I swear my black ass turned red! If I would’ve laughed I would’ve shitted myself. I almost punched the nigga in his face. That’s how mad I was for that nigga falling at the wrong time!” Corey said and we roared in laughter.

  “Yo, you stay worrying about when my shorty is cooking though,” Kenjay said.

  “You damn right I am! Matter of fact, tell her to cook me a month’s supply of food and I’ll pay her for
it. Now, I got to put a lock on the deep freezer because of Tee-Tee’s hungry-ass brother,” Corey fussed.

  “Yeah, Latavia got Cam beat in the kitchen and Cam throws down!” Royal said.

  “Nigga, stop lying! Cam can’t throw down like that,” Rico said.

  “Why are you jumping in this conversation? Raja’s little ass can’t even reach the stove to cook! I almost fucked Rico’s ass up last week. I was hungry and had a taste for some greens with ham in it. So, Raja invited us over for dinner. We were sitting there chilling and Raja had a big-ass pot of greens in her hands. The pot covered up her whole upper-body. All you could see was a pot and some legs. So, I told Rico to help his shorty out. He said she didn’t need any help. Raja dropped the whole damn pot of greens on the floor. I was mad as shit. I went home and ate a fucking Stouffer’s dinner,” Corey said.

  “Fuck all of that, Lo-Lo got Latavia beat,” Sameer said, rolling up a blunt.

  “Hold up now, they are running a tie. Trust me, I know! Lo-Lo throws down too,” I said and they agreed.