by Pinky Dior
Emilio began to exit so he could get ready when a thought popped into his head.
“When I get all this information, what do I do about Mr. Carter?”
The answer was contained within a wide devilish smirk on Vicente’s face. “Bring him to me alive so I can kill him!”
In Love with A Thug
Mercedes sat in the passenger seat of Chino’s car as they drove down 125th Street in Harlem singing along to a song called “I’m In Love with a Thug.” She nodded her head to the music as she discreetly gazed over at Chino. He was so sexy and perfect in her eyes. For about thirty minutes they drove around and Chino showed her where he grew up. He also took her shopping, although Mercedes wanted for nothing, he still wanted to be the man that provided for his girl.
When they were done shopping, Chino parked the car and took the keys out. Mercedes was puzzled as she looked around the area and Chino chuckled.
“Why you look all worried Ma?” Chino chuckled. “This is my crib.” Chino got out of the car and walked over to the passenger door. He opened it to let Mercedes out. He led her with her hand in his toward the projects. As they passed by, he dapped up a few of his homeboys and kept it moving. She pulled her jacket closer to her cold body as she felt all their eyes gazing at her as they admired her body and beauty. They knew not to say a word out of respect for Chino.
Mercedes held her nose as she walked up the stairs following behind Chino. Making their way up to Chino’s floor, they passed urine, graffiti and empty liquor bottles. Finally they reached his home and when he opened the door Mercedes was shocked. The outside damn sure didn’t match the inside. As he opened the door and she stepped inside, she was greeted with a fresh aroma of warm vanilla scented candles. The house was flawlessly clean and well decorated with plush cream carpet, nice furniture and expensive electronics.
“You can sit down here, I’ll be back.” Chino informed her as he disappeared into the hall. Mercedes sat down and nervously looked around. Her nerves continued when she heard footsteps too light to be Chino’s. They were the sound of heels worn by a woman.
As the woman appeared from the dimmed hallway, her appearance was the first thing that Mercedes noticed. She was short with a medium build. Her hair was styled in a blondish brown bob and she wore shorts that look like they were painted on. She rocked a wife beater that was so tiny her breasts poured out from the top and sides. She had a sexiness about her that couldn’t be ignored.
She lit a cigarette and took a seat across from Mercedes and inhaled. She eyed her guest up and down and finally spoke.
“Who are you?” She inquired with a little attitude.
“My name is Mercedes…are you Chino’s sister?”
The woman cackled and almost choked on her smoke. She reached over to grab an ashtray and answered the question that she found to be almost ridiculous.
“I’m Cassandra; Chino’s mother. You’re Mercedes right? Yeah I’ve heard about you.” She smirked as she took a drag of her cigarette.
“You did?” Mercedes had no idea that she was a topic of conversation. Chino had not mentioned his mother to her at all.
“Yeah, my son talks about you all the time. I remember the first day I heard your name, Mercedes this…Mercedes that…he sounded like he was in love.” She smiled as she waved her cigarette around in the air. “Don’t tell him that I told you though.” Mercedes smiled as she agreed not to tell Chino.
“You’re a very beautiful girl.” Cassandra smiled and said while admiring her.
“Thank you.”
“You remind me of myself when I was your age.”
“And how is that?” Mercedes eagerly wanted to know.
“You’re beautiful and smart, everything a man could ever want. But you’re in love with a thug, just like I was.” She smirked as she blew the smoke into the air. “My mom kicked me out of the house at the age of seventeen over Chino’s father.” She pursed her lips together and bobbed her head up and down.
“Why did she kick you out?”
“She kicked me out because she didn’t approve of my boyfriend and the type of lifestyle that he was living. I fell in love with him and not what he did. I loved him as a person and my mother couldn’t accept it. I wasn’t about to throw away my love for someone else’s decision.”
“Wow, that’s crazy.”
“Yeah, I loved that man to death. He asked me to be his wife and I married him. Shortly after that, I had Chino.”
“Where’s your husband now, if you don’t mind me asking?” Mercedes inquired, she wanted to know more about Chino’s past.
“He’s dead,” she took in a deep breath and finished the last of her cigarette. “He was into the streets hard and had a lot of enemies. One day it caught up to him and he got shot almost two dozen times.
Mercedes could tell she was trying to hold back the tears. Cassandra continued to tell the story and grew more emotional at the memory. “I just remember seeing him and him telling me that he loved me. Now I don’t even get to hear him say that anymore.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that.” Mercedes sympathized for her.
“Yeah this world is cold as fuck, so make sure you snuggle up.”
“Yeah, I know.” Mercedes simply said not knowing how to comfort this woman. A few moments ago she was a stranger, now she seemed like an aunt.
“Baby Girl, don’t let anyone make decisions for you or try to tell you who to date. Do what your heart tells you is right. Live your life and you will learn from your own mistakes. If you can learn from others mistakes, by all means do so. However, don’t let their fear stop you from doing what you want.” Cassandra informed her.
“Yeah it’s best to learn from your own mistakes.” Mercedes agreed.
“One thing I can tell you is that you are in love. It’s in your eyes and on your face. I remember that look. It’s the look of love.”
“I’m really enjoying talking to you. It’s nice to get to know my man through his family.”
“Well you can call me Ma now.” Cassandra smiled as she lit another cigarette. Chino appeared in the living room and leaned against the wall. He smiled from ear to ear.
“So are ya’ll ladies in here talking about me?”
“Ain’t nobody talking about you Chanito, so hush.”
Mercedes laughed at his mother’s comment. She tried to sound all young and hip.
“Whatever Ma, I know ya’ll was in here talking ‘bout me.” He walked over, bent down and kissed her on the cheek.
“Ya’ll aren’t going to stay for dinner?” She asked as she put out the cigarette in the ashtray on the table.
“No Ma, I gotta go make moves. See you later, love you.”
“Love you too Chino, be safe.” She yelled out before he left out the door.
“It was nice meeting you Cassandra, I mean Ma.” Mercedes said as she smiled. She loved having someone else to talk to openly about her love for Chino.
“Same here…remember, learn from your own mistakes and not anyone else’s.” She smiled as Mercedes nodded her head and left behind Chino.
“What was that all about?” Chino inquired.
“Oh nothing, me and your mother were just kicking it.” Mercedes smiled.
“Uh huh.” Chino smirked.
“Your mom is a nice woman.” Mercedes said as they walked down the steps. Her quote was stuck in Mercedes’ head. It was on repeat like a song on a CD. As Mercedes sat in the car, she looked out the window and replayed his mother’s words, “One thing I can tell you is that you are in love. It’s in your eyes and on your face. I remember that look. It’s the look of love.” Mercedes knew she was in love, but she didn’t know the consequences that could go along with it.
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Chino and Mercedes sat opposite each other as they ate dinner at a Spanish restaurant in Harlem. Mercedes felt Chino staring at her while she was eating. She swallowed her food and looked up to see him staring into her eyes. She smiled and with feigned attitude ques
tioned him and his intentions. .
“May I help you?” Mercedes said sarcastically.
“What, I can’t stare at you?” Chino chuckled.
“No you can, I was just kidding Babes.” Mercedes smiled.
“I’m just mesmerized by how beautiful you are and how I’ve never met a girl like you.” He admitted, “I’m lucky to have a girl like you.”
“And I’m lucky to be with you too Chino.” Mercedes reached across the table and kissed him slowly on the lips. She gazed at Chino’s sexy features and finally took a good look at the long scar that ran down to his cheek from the corner of his right eye.
“What happened to your face Baby?” Mercedes inquired as she reached across the table and touched his face and caressed it.
“Oh this?” Chino chuckled as he pointed to his face. “It’s a really long story Ma. I don’t even want to talk about it.” Chino took a sip of his drink and tried to change the subject, but Mercedes kept digging-not taking no for an answer.
“Come on Chino, I’m here for you talk to me.” Mercedes placed her hand over his hand and stared him in his eyes with an eager look. The look melted his heart and he began to open up to her. Mercedes and his mother were the only women he trusted.
“Alright Ma, it happened a long time ago when I used to live in Harlem. When I was about twelve, my moms was in the kitchen preparing dinner and I was in my room playing with my toys. The door bell rings and I can hear my father saying ‘I’ll get it.’ Then a few seconds later I heard a loud bang and my mother screaming. They were yelling where the money at, where the money at? That’s when I came out my room to see what was going on and I dropped to my knees as I watched my father getting pistol whipped. The others tore up our house. I can never forget one of the dudes pulled my mom by her hair and smacked her in the face with the gun. I couldn’t take it no more, so I ran downstairs thinking I was all tough and shit.” Chino chuckled. “I tried to fight them, but one of them pushed me on the ground and told me if I didn’t stop acting a fool he would shoot me right then and there. As the dudes came from the back rooms searching, they were upset because they couldn’t find the money. They instantly shot my father twenty times in his chest. I felt like I was watching fireworks and shit, the bullets ripped through him from an AK-47. The only sounds were the shots and my mother screaming. One of them shot my mother in the leg to shut her up and tied her up in a chair while covering her mouth with duct tape. They snatched my little ass up and said, ‘You lucky we might let your little spick ass live and your Madre. Your father deserved to die, and just so you remember your sorry ass father everyday-I’ll leave you with his mark.”
Mercedes noticed a tear forming in his eye, but he wouldn’t let it shed.
“He sliced me in the face with a huge knife and stabbed me in the chest one good time, leaving me for dead. I pretended to die by staying still.” Mercedes placed her hand over her mouth as she listened to the story. She couldn’t believe what he was telling her and she wanted to cry, but held in the tears.
“Oh my God Baby, I’m so sorry.” Mercedes walked over to him and she embraced him and whispered in his ear.
“It’s not your fault Ma.” He rubbed her back.
“It’ll be okay Baby, I’m here now and I’ll never hurt you.” A tear slid down her cheek and she wiped it away before they parted from the embrace.
“Are you ready to go Ma?”
“Yeah I’m finished here, thank you.” Mercedes smiled. Chino helped her put on her jacket and he threw a hundred dollar bill on the table and kept it pushing. As they drove Mercedes watched the sky out of the window and realized that they weren’t going back to his house.
“Where are we going now?” Mercedes asked as they pulled up in front of a fancy hotel.
“We’re staying here for the night Ma, if that’s alright with you?” Chino asked. He wanted to make sure she was comfortable before getting out of the car.
“Yeah, I told my mom I was staying over at Candy’s. So I’m good, I guess it was a good thing I packed some clothes.” Mercedes said, as she looked down at her Louis Vuitton duffle bag that was filled with her clothes.
“Alright Ma, I just hope she don’t find out and go ballistic on a nigga.” They both chuckled as they exited the car and walked through the huge French doors. Chino checked them into their room and started walking down the hall. He took her bag as they hopped on the elevator and arrived on the 6th floor, which was the all suite floor. Chino slid the card in the door and the beeping noise went off. The door unlocked and they both entered the room.
Mercedes placed her bag on the floor and walked over to the bed and nervously sat down. Chino walked over to her and sat on the edge of the bed and began rubbing her leg.
“Yo, are you alright Ma?”
“Yeah, I’m good Babes.” Mercedes smiled.
“Alright.” Chino said and lifted her chin with his finger and started French kissing her passionately. Mercedes loved his tongue game. He was so rough but in a sweet and passionate way. She lay back on the bed as he continued kissing her and made his way down to her spot-her neck. She started chuckling as he kissed her neck.
“Baby that tickles.” Mercedes said as he removed the straps from her Chanel dress and gripped her breasts. He started licking around her nipples as she moaned in pleasure. It was like he was making love to her breasts, he flicked his tongue across her them causing her juices to flow. He made his way down to her belly and planted kisses all over her body. He slid her dress off over her head and tossed it to the floor. Mercedes then kicked off her shoes.
Chino slowly slid her panties down her legs and placed his head between her thighs. Mercedes was so nervous that her legs began to shake. She was embarrassed by her inexperience. No one had ever eaten her pussy, or did anything sexual for that matter to her. Chino begin licking her clit slowly, he was taking his time as he tasted her sweet juices. Mercedes grabbed his head as she moved her hips in a circular motion. He began licking her up and down and sucking on her clit, she felt like she was going to explode.
“You like that Ma?” He asked as he got up.
“Mhmm hmm,” she moaned feeling as if he was still eating her out. He grabbed a condom from his pocket and put it on his dick. He looked Mercedes in her eyes.
“Are you ready?”
“Ready for what?” Mercedes asked, knowing what he was talking about.
“For me to love and make love to you.”
“Yes Chino, I’m ready.” Chino lay down on top of her body and slowly inserted himself inside of her.
“Oww, that hurts Chino.” Mercedes whined.
“Do you want me to stop?” He asked, as he stopped pushing himself further inside of her.
“No, don’t stop.” Mercedes softly spoke. She let out soft moans as he stuck his manhood deep inside of her tight vagina. She held onto his back, scratching him every time he hit the spot.
“Ahhhh Chinnnoooo.” Mercedes cried out, with every stroke she called out his name.
“Does that feel good?” He asked as he thrust in and out of her softly.
“Mhmm hmm.” Mercedes moaned as they made love for hours.
“I love you Ma.” He whispered in her ear. Mercedes was shocked that she heard Chino saying this. She beamed proudly as she bit on her bottom lip and said it back.
“I love you too Chino.”
They collapsed into each other’s arms and slept. Chino wrapped his arms around her body and kissed her on the head. He smiled as he watched the woman he fell in love with fall asleep. He hoped and prayed that she would never leave him. Other than his mother, Mercedes was the only girl that he’d ever love. He held her tightly as they slept; he never wanted to let go.
A Gorilla in the Midst
Mercedes blinked her eyes up and down before opening them completely. Her naked body was wrapped tightly in the white linen sheets. Her jet black hair was a mess from their steamy lovemaking session.
A wide smirk appeared across her face. She was w
ith the man she loved, and waking up in his presence made her feel grown. She turned over and noticed that Chino wasn’t beside her. She heard water running in the bathroom and figured he was taking a shower. Her stomach growled when she smelled the aroma of breakfast lingering in the hotel room.
Chino emerged from the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around his waist line. Mercedes loved his six pack abs. His tattoos covered his arms and chest and stood out as the sun’s rays peeked through the curtains. Mercedes bit her bottom lip as he walked towards her.
“Good morning Ma.” Chino walked over to her and kissed her on the lips. He sat on the edge of the bed and gazed at her.
“Good morning Baby.” Mercedes smiled.
“You’re even more beautiful when you wake up.” Chino shook his head.
“Oh shut up.” she playfully hit him in the chest.
“Aarh” Chino barked as he held his chest.
“What Babe, what did I do?”
“Nah Ma you just hit me in my spot, where I got stabbed. Sometimes I still have chest pains.” He informed her as he rubbed his chest.
“I’m sorry.” Mercedes apologized as she covered her mouth.
“It’s all good Ma.” Chino graciously said while accepting her apology. Mercedes stared at his chest for several minutes. The long scar was thick and ran from his upper chest to his rib cage. “Can I kiss it for you?” Chino declined, but Mercedes reached over and planted a couple of kisses on his chest.
“You better stop; you know what went down last night.” Chino warned her as he waved his finger side to side.
“And?” Mercedes inquired, with her eye brows arched.
“Nah, you ain’t ready for all that Ma,” Chino warned her. “You got a long way to go.” He joked around. Mercedes burst into laughter.
“Whatever man.”
“Are you hungry?”
“Yeah, I’m starving.” As soon as Mercedes made that statement, her stomach started growling loud enough for Chino to hear.