I didn’t want to apply too much makeup so I settled on a nude M.A.C lip-gloss since the lingerie was nude as well. Damn Miracle, you did the damn thing, I smiled as I turned around checking out my backside. I peeked out of the bathroom’s door just to make sure he wasn’t in the room. He wasn’t. I quickly walked over to the bed. Maybe I should lay like this. No… lay like this, I thought as I switched different positions trying to appear sexy. I gave up and figured I should just lay down and be cool because if I acted nervous it would easily show. My phone began ringing at the bottom of the bed. I crawled over and saw that it was Turk calling and answered on the third ring.
“Hello.” I said attempting to sound sexy. I guess he didn’t pick up on it because he didn’t say anything about it.
“My friend left and I’m in the kitchen, what you want ma?”
“I’m not hungry I just want you up here with me baby.”
“Have no fear cause Turk is near,” he said as he hung up the phone. I laughed to myself as I sat the phone on his nightstand. All of a sudden I heard footsteps near the door. I laid on the bed frozen not able to move because I was so nervous. Turk opened the door with a bag of chips in his hand and a couple of Capri Suns. As soon as he looked at me all of it fell straight to the floor. He stood there staring at me as if I was a foreign object. The room grew quiet and the only thing you can hear was our breathing.
“Damn,” was all he managed to say as he slowly walked over to the bed.
“I wanted to surprise you today, and I think I’m ready.”
“Ready for what?” He asked seeming confused.
“Ready for…. You know.”
“You ready for me to go balls deep?” I closed my eyes trying to hold back from laughing at his silly ass. I shook my head and looked at him with a smirk on my face.
“I’m sorry baby that was inappropriate, you want me to make love to you?” He asked. I simply shook my head yes and smiled.
“Wait are you sure? Because I don’t think this is what you want ma…. Once I give a woman the dick they become crazy. You gone have to sign a contract.” He said. He suddenly got up and grabbed a pen and a piece of paper. He walked back over to the bed and sat back down as he scribbled something down.
“Here sign this shit ma,” he said handing me the pen and paper.
“What is this Turk?”
“It’s a contract fam. You need to promise me you gone remain the same after I give you the dick. Don’t start acting crazy on me fam,” he said seriously. Was his ass serious though? If anything his ass better hoped he didn’t act crazy after I gave up the pussy. I signed it anyway and he inspected the signature as if it was a real contract.
“TURK!!” I yelled.
“I’m playing baby,” he crumbled it up and began kissing on my neck as we both took off his shirt. I laid all the way down and he climbed on top of me. He literally ripped off my top and bottoms. My body was now exposed. His hands traveled up my body giving me a tingling sensation that I had never experienced before. I was in total bliss. He bent down and spread my legs wide, and sat on his knees as he stared at my love box.
“Can I?” He asked in a tone that sounded like he was begging to eat my pussy. I slowly nodded my head and stared up at the ceiling anticipating his tongue making contact with my pearl.
“It’s so fucking pretty,” he said in a husky tone. I looked down and our eyes locked. He kissed it, then kissed it again... then kissed and slurped on it as he never took his eyes off mine. I could feel him spreading my lips with his fingers, his tongue slowly made its way to my opening and to my clit. His tongue flicked over my pearl followed by the sucking of my inner lips. I placed my hands on his forehead as I began to grind into his face.
“Turk… Baby,” I panted. Trying not to be so loud, I didn’t want the neighbors to hear me screaming his name. After twenty minutes of diving in my wetness he got out of the bed and stripped down, I was trying to recover from the countless orgasms he had given me but I couldn’t. I finally decided to lift my head up and look at him. Instead of making contact with his face I looked at his dick. It was so thick and long that I immediately tensed up. I started to have second thoughts about this whole ordeal because I didn’t think I could take what he was packing. He reached in his nightstand and retrieved a condom. He slowly got back into the bed and climbed back on top of me. He must have felt how tense I was.
“Relax baby, I promise I won’t hurt you,” he assured me. Even though he spoke those words my mind believed otherwise. He slid the condom on and bent my legs all the back so that they touched the head board as he ate me out a little more. Once he finished he placed my legs in the crook of his arms as he slowly entered me.
I was feeling sensations of pain and pleasure. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I bit down on my bottom lip. “Fuck,” he muttered out as his strokes became deeper, yet he remained at a slower pace.
“You want it baby?”
“Yes,” I answered. Not exactly sure by what he meant but it didn’t matter because I wanted whatever he was willing to give to me at that moment. He parted my legs wider as his strokes became faster. Our bodies clashed against one another repeatedly as he showed no mercy.
“TURKKKKKKKK!” I shrieked feeling the sensation to come already. He ignored me as he leaned down to suck on my tongue. We tongue kissed for what seemed like eternity before he pulled out and in one quick swift moment, he flipped over and positioned me on top of him. I eased up and down and then rode him like my life depended on it while he moaned in pure ecstasy. “Mmmm, Miracle you got that good shit baby.” He mumbled. I kept bouncing up and down on his dick while he caressed my breast and licked my nipples making them wet. “Omg, yes. Yes!” I yelled bouncing up and down until we both climaxed. I laid my head on his shoulder out of breath as he held me in his arms.
“Baby, when did your mom and sister pass?” I asked. It probably wasn’t the best time to talk about it but I had been meaning to ask for so long.
“My mom died giving birth to my sister, and my so called cousin killed my baby sister when she was two.”
“I’m sorry baby, I know they meant the world to you.”
“I think about them every day, when I lost my little sister I went into a deep depression. I felt like she was the last bit of my mom I had so when I lost the both of them I lost a part of myself. You don’t need jail to be behind bars. I wasn’t myself for a long time. I cracked jokes and shit for a long time because I was in pain. I felt lonely, that’s why I stayed in the streets so that I could take my mind off of them. I needed to occupy myself with something to do or they would consume my thoughts. Losing the two people that meant the world to you can fuck you up in so many ways.” He said as he stared straight ahead.
“You know what’s funny?” he continued “Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. You the first person I ever told that too ma, just know you mean something serious to me. You in my heart for real,” he said as he kissed my forehead. A tear slid down my face as I straddled him. “I’m not going anywhere Turk, I’m not leaving you. You’re in my heart too baby. Please don’t hurt me,” I said as I hugged him tightly.
“I’ll never hurt you ma, I’ll never leave you,” his fingers ran through my hair as he pulled me away from him. We stared at each other intensely before he lifted me up and sat me down on his dick. A moan escaped my lips as I threw my head back.
“I love you Turk!” I screamed.
RAMSES
“Thank you all for coming out tonight, everyone here has played an important role in fixing Chicago’s rough neighborhoods. James Scott Patrick, you have donated so many clothes and shoes to children without. Sarah Whittaker, you have fed so many homeless families. Johnny Beck Worth, you have planted gardens in every neighborhood so that children could see something beautiful every day. Adonis & Ramses Smith, you guys have
built a rec. center, donated thousands & will gift 400 turkeys and can goods to families this thanksgiving. These are the people who will make a difference in Chicago. Please give them a round of applause!” The mayor yelled as everyone erupted in cheer and clapped. We were at the annual award ceremony that was held in November every year. Adonis and I stood on the stage as the Mayor of Chicago gave us our award and congratulated us. Once we had the reward in our hands we quickly went back to our seats. All that fucking lime light was too much to a nigga, I preferred to be in the booth with my girl as I watched everybody come in and out of the building.
“I’m so proud of you baby,” Persia said getting up to kiss me. Briana did the same with Adonis and we all sat down.
“Wassup Bosses,” Brandon said as he walked up to where we were sitting. He pulled a chair from another table and sat down. “Congratulations, y’all deserve it for real.”
“I wasn’t expecting to see you here by yourself, who you here with?” Adonis asked. His whole demeanor changed. You could tell he didn’t want Brandon there, Brandon was still a little too hood. He didn’t fit in with this crowd at all. We didn’t need the attention back on us at all.
“I didn’t come by myself, I brought Shalia.”
As soon as this nigga said that Briana and Persia instantly got mad. Briana was probably the one that was the most heated for the simple fact that Shalia was in on the whole plan to take Briana away from Adonis. They both began to look around for her but she was nowhere in sight.
“Where the fuck she at then, and why the fuck you bring that bitch here knowing I was gone be here,” she said. Adonis leaned in closer to her ear and spoke through gritted teeth. “You better calm the fuck down and use your inside voice, you fucking pregnant. Let me handle this shit.” Briana didn’t say anything, she only rolled her eyes and exhaled as she tapped her heel on the floor.
“Nigga you know you shouldn’t have brought that bitch here knowing where the fuck we were and what type of function it was. You better than that mothafucka, and then you trying to introduce this bitch to us like she fucking family.” Adonis said in a hushed tone but you could tell he was pissed.
“Man it ain’t even like that, she want to tell you something….” Before Brandon continued Shalia appeared behind him. Everyone except for Brandon shot her ass a death look. She immediately looked down and began to speak. “First, I want to apologize for doing what I did to you and Persia. I regret it and I’m truly sorry. Kenya and I are no longer friends and I no longer talk to her.”
SHALIA
I watched everyone stare at me as if they wanted to kill my ass. I didn’t want to be here at all but Brandon told me if I wanted to live I had to tell them some information on Kenya. Kenya was still my girl but I loved Brandon so I chose him. I wouldn’t even have to fear for my life if I wouldn’t have worked with Kenya in the first place. It had taken me forever to come out here to speak to them because I feared that Briana and Persia would beat my ass. But then I remembered that this was a classy ceremony and I doubted that Wolf and Tone would let them act an ass in here. When I was in the bathroom Kenya had texted me out of the blue.
Kenya: Wassup bitch where you at?
Shalia: I’m with Brandon at this awards ceremony for Wolf and Tone.
She didn’t respond for about twenty minutes. I figured she was jealous because I had eased my way into their family. I was on Brandon’s arm and we were pretty serious, or at least I thought we were. It seemed as though his feelings were genuine. After tonight I was completely cutting Kenya off for good because I didn’t want to be affiliated with her or that lifestyle anymore. I hoped that when I apologized to Briana and Persia that we would put everything that happened in the past behind us and settle our differences. I was a changed woman and I wanted them to see it firsthand. I dried my hands off with some napkins because they were sweating constantly. Every time I got nervous it happened and I was more than nervous right now. A few seconds later Kenya text me back.
Kenya: Damn, I see you joining the family now. You and him must be serious. Where is it at? I think I heard of it before. I wish Melissa and I could come.
Shalia: We’re at Everest on La salle St., It’s beautiful but I don’t think you’ll fit in. It’s not that kind of party.
I laughed to myself as I sent the text. Kenya just wasn’t a classy woman, nor Melissa. I turned my phones settings to vibrate and placed it in my clutch bag. I walked out and was ready for whatever was about to happen.
“Baby,” Brandon nudged my arm awakening me out of my thoughts. I blinked several times before I looked at Briana and Persia. Their stomachs were protruding from their dresses. They glowed and looked so beautiful. I couldn’t wait until my stomach was that big, I was only 3 weeks with Brandon’s baby and I was elated. I was going to tell him tonight as soon as we left the ceremony.
“Tell them what you told me about Kenya,” he said.
“Well I know she is currently living in her grandma’s basement, with two other men. I’m guessing she’s coming back to finish what she didn’t get done. Her mom lives out in the suburbs. I guess that’s how she’s still alive because no one has been able to track down her mom’s house for some time now.”
“If I wanted to know where she laid her head I could have found this shit out myself. You telling me shit I already fuckin know,” Wolf spat. He literally made my panties wet. Now I know why Kenya was obsessed because these two niggas was fine as fuck.
“Well, I know the two men she was seeing with Nino and I have their names.” I announced, hoping that they didn’t already have that news.
“Now you speaking our fucking language.” Tone said downing his drink.
“Well, they are from Atlanta and go by the names of Keith and Juan. They are small time drug dealers who are shiesty. Kenya told me that they helped her kill somebody in Atlanta. They had her do it to test her loyalty before they came back down here. When Nino met up with them they wanted to be a part of your team but when Kenya talked them into her plan they agreed to work for her. She didn’t tell me what her plan was but just know she ain’t by herself and she is more than determined to succeed this time.” Once I was finished everyone stared at me intensely and appeared to be in deep thought.
“Those niggas living in her basement too?” Tone asked.
“Yeah… Keith, Juan, Melissa and Kenya.” I answered.
“Who the fuck is Melissa?” Adonis asked.
“She is a part of the plan as well, she just flew down here today from Atlanta.”
“Aight, thanks for all the info ma! Good looking out,” Adonis said waving me off like I was some fly. I was slightly confused. I had given them all this information and apologized yet that stared at me and treated me like I was garbage and Brandon sat there and let them. I was beyond fucking pissed at this point. They had me fucked up because I wasn’t leaving until Brandon left and he was eating so I’m sure his ass wasn’t leaving anytime soon. I stole a chair from the other table and happily sat my ass down. Adonis shot me another death stare. I was scared but my man was right here and I’m sure he wouldn’t let anybody hurt me.
“Brandon, I think it’s time for y’all to go,” Tone said in more of a demanding way.
“Aight boss, we out, see y’all tomorrow. Let’s go ma,” Brandon said as he yanked my arm and pulled me up. I was shocked, hurt and irate. I wanted to act out but I knew this wasn’t the time or the place. I said my goodbyes to everyone and they ignored me just like I thought they would. I was pissed and as soon as Brandon and I made it outside I was going to give him a piece of my mind. We walked out of the entrance and got on to the elevator. I yanked my arm away from him and pushed him away from me.
“I see who calls the fucking shots around here, you up here claiming that you they middle man but they bossing your ass around. He demanded that you leave and you left like a little pussy. You just like all these other niggas around here that they boss around.” As soon as I said those words I quickly regretted it as h
is hands gripped my neck. The grip on my neck was so tight that I thought I was about to die. My fingernails dug into his skin trying to pry them off of me. “Bitch, I been trying to be nice to your hoe ass. Don’t you ever fucking disrespect them or disrespect me again. Bitch you thought you was gone be able to apologize and be friends with them? You tried to fucking beat up they women and you friends with the fucking enemy. Bitch you ain’t never gone be a part of the familia,” he said through gritted teeth as he released my neck. I gasped and bent over trying to catch my breath as tears fell from my eyes.
“I thought we were going to be together Brandon, if I’m with you then I have to be a part of the family,” I said. Brandon began chuckling and fixing his tie as he shook his head. “Bitch you was a hoe before I met you and you still a hoe. You been the enemy from jump. I got a girl that I’m gone marry and it ain’t you. Hoes don’t get turned into house wives over here ma.” The elevator suddenly opened and he walked out like he came by himself. I was crushed. If felt as though someone took a knife and stabbed me in the chest repeatedly several times. I was more than heart broken.
“Brandon please, please Brandon,” my voice cracked. “I’m pregnant with your baby….” I continued. He suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around. He yanked me by my arm again and pulled me close to him. “You pregnant with my seed?” He asked. He couldn’t get mad or deny because he and I constantly had sex without condoms. “Get an abortion then bitch,” he said as he pushed me away.
“I’m not getting an abortion, I’m three weeks and I’m keeping my fucking baby. Fuck you!” I yelled. All of a sudden the sound of tires screeching roared in the distance. I saw Kenya’s pink Buick speed out of the parking lot and hit a couple of other cars. Brandon pulled out his gun and began to fire but he missed. He ran up the hill where the car came from and immediately put his hands over his head. I tried to run as fast as I could in heels so I could get a clear look at what he was seeing. Once I reached the top of the hill I soon regretted telling Kenya where I was. Adonis’s black Maserati had been keyed. All of the tires were slashed and it looked as if someone with red lip stick has kissed the car all over. Brandon suddenly grabbed me by my hair. “You told them hoes where we fucking were Shalia? What the fuck is wrong with you,” He boomed. I knew I fucked up so I stayed quiet. He loosened his grip on my hair as he pulled out his phone. He pressed one button and brought it to his ear as he shook his head. “Yo boss, we got a fucking problem. Come to the parking lot now!” He yelled.
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