“Ahhhh,” she moaned as she came all over my dick.
I flipped her over on all fours, and entered her from behind. I made sure to move slowly, ‘cause I didn’t want to do anything to my baby in her stomach. Her pussy was so tight and wet that it made my dick stiffen.
“Uhhh,” I grunted as I came hard as hell. “Ma, if you ever leave me, you gon’ have to leave your pussy here with me,” I said, making us both laugh.
Chapter Four: April Woods
I was happy as hell after Kayden and I had our little run in. My plan was working, just as I expected. I wanted him to believe I was just cool, and trying to have a little fun. He would have no idea that I had an ulterior motive.
As July told y'all, I'm her sister and we have a wonderful plan in place to take the King brothers down, along with their weak ass girlfriends. My job was simple; I would get in Kayden's head, and get him to leave Christy. I didn't care if they were married, he could stay married to the bitch for all I cared; I just wanted his money, and to fuck up the positives he had in life. By the time I was done with his ass, he wouldn't have shit, including his little singing career that had taken off; and who knows, my career may take off in the process.
I arrived at my sister Adrienne's apartment, so we could discuss her job and plans with July.
"Hey boo," I said, kissing July on the cheek and sitting on the couch.
"Hey, so how is everything?" she asked, smiling. I loved my baby sister, and to know these niggas fucked up her life by killing her baby daddy had me furious.
"Great. Kayden and I are becoming real friendly," I laughed and bit my lip.
"Good job bitch!" she and Adrienne laughed.
"So Adrienne, what is the deal with you? Where you at with your shit?" I asked.
"I'm trying to get hired at KB's," she smirked. "I have a dance interview this weekend, so wish me luck!" she said sarcastically. Adrienne was one of the best strippers out there, so getting hired was a piece of cake.
"Have y'all seen their new brother? I don't quite know how he is their brother, but that nigga is fine as hell!" July beamed. This bitch stayed falling in love with every nigga she breathed the same air with.
"Nah I ain't seen him yet." I shrugged.
"He is fine as hell. Caramel complexion, green eyes, and he is definitely a blasian, or got it in his blood. His name is Kendrew. He got a bitch and a baby though, but I heard he still passes the dick out every now and then. So you know I'm gon’ try to get a taste," Adrienne smiled big.
"Y'all bitches need to stay focused! Is June on the ball?" I asked.
"Hell yeah, he working on his shit as we speak. You know he stay plotting," July responded.
"Good, I can't wait to come up off these niggas and have they ass out of here. We gon’ be infamous for taking down these niggas! Look for us in the hood history books bitch!" I yelled, making my sisters laugh.
Chapter Four: Danielle Moore
Ever since Damien came into my life, it'd been great. I was so happy when he told me Kendrick and his brothers killed French. I felt a little bad knowing Kimmy had to die ‘cause of him. She was a cool girl, just caught up in some shit. Same when I found out Tia was killed. I, for some reason, didn't believe that French was the one who killed her. French was a fraud who always talked, but never walked. If he found her, he would've slapped her up a bit and put her back on the stroll. I have no idea who would've wanted Tia dead, but I was sad as hell about it. Although she left me with French by escaping, I loved her ass a lot.
Tonight, Damien and I were going to have dinner at Cinghiale, an Italian restaurant on Lancaster, with Nic and Kendrick. Nic and I’s relationship had improved so much since I matured. I hated to even think about the person I used to be. I was always so jealous and angry, and I think it was because my parents abandoned me at a young age. I always felt like no one wanted me, and I spent half of my life trying to prove that someone would.
My Aunt Mariah wouldn't let me out of her sight for months after I returned home. She was so scared that someone would take advantage of me again. I let her meet Damien, and thank God she liked him, ‘cause I loved him. In a way, he saved me from a horrible situation, and I would be forever grateful.
"You look good as fuck," Damien walked into the room. I begged Aunt Mariah to let me move in with him and she said it was okay, as long as I visited her twice a week like Nic did.
"Thank you. Which shoe? Closed toe or peep toe?" I asked him, putting on both. I had on a thick-strapped, tight, red dress that stopped mid-thigh. My mocha brown skin was glowing and flawless as usual. My long dark hair was pressed, and cascading down my back.
"I can't keep my eyes off those legs," he replied, licking his lips. I rolled my eyes and smiled. "I say the one showing your toe though," he continued, hugging me from behind. He bent down and bit my ass.
"Ouch stupid!" I laughed.
***
We walked into the restaurant, and Damien gave his name for the reservation. We sat down for a couple minutes before the waiter brought us our waters. For some reason, I was nervous and I wasn't sure why.
"What’s up player!" Kendrick said as he and Nic walked up hand in hand. Nic looked beautiful. Her hair was in a big bun on top of her head, with perfect laid baby hairs. She had on a gray skirt that stopped mid thigh, a matching layered tube top, and simple stilettoes. Her tummy was so cute and round. You could always tell when she was pregnant, because her lips got plumper. Kendrick had on a quarter-sleeve button up and jeans, with his signature curly fro. We all stood up and exchanged hugs with one another before the waitress came back over to get their drink orders.
"So I wasn't expecting this union," Nic smiled.
"Me either. I wasn't expecting any union, but the one I had with you know who," I said, shaking my head.
"I used to have dreams of killing that nigga," Damien chimed in, sipping his water.
"I could only imagine," Kendrick replied, frowning.
"So when is the baby due?" I asked, cheesing hard.
"In the beginning of February next year. I can't wait to get him out of here," Nic said, making us all laugh.
"Do you know what it is yet, or y'all waiting?" Damien asked.
"It's a boy, AGAIN!" Nic play rolled her eyes in her head. "I told Kendrick if the next one is a girl, we're done," she continued, looking over at him.
"Nah we not," Kendrick said, shaking his head and chewing on ice. We all laughed. He was still so sexy to me. I know what y’all saying. I may be in a relationship, but I’m not blind.
We continued to have good conversation, and ate some good food. I never realized how cool of a person my cousin was. It just made me wish I could go back in time and make different decisions. I think I would still have Damien, but I would also have my girl Tia. I also wouldn’t have those haunting memories of being a streetwalker.
Kendrick told us about his new brother, and how he came about. That was shocking as hell to find out. Nic said his girlfriend was real cool, and said we should all hang out one day. We finished our dinner, said our goodbyes, and headed home.
***
"That was fun," I said as Damien unzipped my dress.
"Yeah it was," he replied as he planted kisses on the nape of my neck.
"Do you believe French killed Tia?" I asked him.
"Hell yeah," he said in between kisses. "Why, you don't?" he asked, unhooking my bra.
"Was just asking," I said as I turned to face him and tongue him down.
He sucked on my nipples, then dropped to his knees and tugged my panties down. He picked one leg up, and placed it on his shoulder to get better access. He flicked his tongue over my clit, making me moan softly. He started to suck on it softly as he fingered me. He pushed my leg up a bit more, and began dipping his tongue in my hole. He let my leg down and turned me around to eat my pussy from the back, making me cum hard. He spread my cheeks and began to lick and suck all over, making me scream out in pleasure.
"Aahhhhh Oh my gosh, Dame!" I c
ried out as he ate my ass and fingered my pussy. This nigga was everything!
I came all over his fingers, and he released his ten-inch dick. He plunged into me from behind, beating my pussy up, just the way I liked him to.
"Damn ma!" he moaned as he pumped into me fast and hard, making me cum again.
"I love you daddy," I moaned softly, feeling weak from all these orgasms. He soon exploded into me, and kissed up my sweaty back. I was so in love with Damien and blessed to have found him. I just hoped I didn't ruffle any feathers by trying to find out who really killed Tia.
Chapter Five: Deija Summers
I woke up and realized Kendrew didn't come home yet again, and I was hurt and furious. I went into my baby's room and woke her up as well. I gave her a bath and made us some breakfast, because I was about to go find her damn daddy. This nigga had me so fucked up.
After Kameko and I were dressed, we headed out to my car. I dropped her off at daycare, and when I returned to my car, I logged into Find My iPhone to track his phone location. I had no idea about this until Nic's friend Jessica put me up on game. I waited until it pulled up a location, then started my ignition.
Just as I suspected, I was led to some motel. I swear, I was so tired of this shit. I kept the app open as I got closer, so I could know which room it was. It only took me so far, so I tapped the icon that said to play a sound on the phone I was tracking. I heard it and walked straight to the door to beat on it. I heard a little rustling, and then the door flung open. It was a bitch wrapped in a sheet. My eyes immediately began to water, and I pushed past her to see Kendrew laid in the bed, and another female sleep with him as well. So this nigga was turning the fuck up, I see. Having threesomes and shit. I swear to God, I was tired of this shit! I really didn’t know how much more I could take from him!
"Wake the fuck up Drew!" I yelled, startling him and the girl. I wasn't even gon’ fight them cause I was tired of doing that shit. I had fucked so many bitches up that I literally lost count.
"Deija. Baby!" he said, pushing the other bitch off him.
"Really Drew? What happened to your fake ass promise?!" I yelled, crying like a bitch. I was so mad that these hoes saw me crying. They just acted like nothing was happening as they scrolled on their phones.
"Deija, I know ma. I'm sorry, I promise this isn't uh…" he pleaded a bunch of bullshit as he started walking over to me.
"Fuck you Drew. We done! I swear I’m done with you!" I yelled, stepping over one of these bitch’s heels and storming out the open door. I heard him rustling to get his clothes, then he chased after me.
"Deija! Deija!"
I didn't even look back. I hopped in my car and sped home. Not ten minutes after I was home, he came busting through the front door and ran to our bedroom.
"Ma, don't leave me. I need you right now. I need you period."
"I'm tired of this Drew, you don't want me. You want your hoes and they can have you, ‘cause I'm done. I'm so done. I can't do this," I cried, looking up at the ceiling. I was silently asking God why he made me fall in love with a nigga like Drew. What had I ever done to deserve the way he treated me?
"What can I do ma? Please tell me," he begged and closed the door, like it was gon’ stop me from leaving him.
"You can leave me the fuck alone! I want you out of my face with your lying ass! You don't love me! You must hate me! That's why you hurt me so much!" I cried hysterically. I was so hurt. No matter how many times Kendrew cheated on me, I was never numb to the pain. I prayed every time for God to help me get over him. Yes, that’s how bad I had it, that I needed King Jesus to help me leave this nigga.
"No, I do love you, I just... I don't know why I do this shit," he said, running his hands over his face, then interlocking them as they rested on his head.
"Leave me alone Drew, please," I said as I laid on my side and cried into my pillow. He climbed in bed with me, and hugged me from behind.
"Anything, just tell me what I need to do. I will do it," he pleaded, rubbing my hair. He was hugging me so tight that I thought I might suffocate. I didn't respond and cried myself to sleep.
I woke up a couple hours later to see he wasn't in my bed. I rolled my eyes at the thought of him out with another bitch. I heard Kameko laughing, and I rushed into the living room. She and Kendrew were playing with her little toys. I stopped in the doorway to watch them spend time together. He noticed me watching and flashed his beautiful smile at me. He stood up and walked over to me, pulling me close.
"I'm sorry baby. I'm sorry," he kept saying as he kissed my neck, cheeks, and lips. "Can you give me another chance please?" he asked, staring me in my eyes.
"Not right now," I said, removing myself from his arms.
"Can you think on it?"
"I don't know Drew," I said as tears started to fall down my face.
"Please don't cry baby. I know I broke my promise, but I'm dead serious right now," he said, wiping my tears. I moved his hands away from my face.
"And how the fuck do I know that? You told me that you promised last time, and then I find you laid up with some hoes, instead of being home with me and your damn daughter!"
"I'm serious this time, ma. I swear. I'm gon’ stay focused on business, Kameko, and you. Let me just show you. If I do anything wrong, I won't stop you when you try to leave." I didn't respond; I just searched his eyes for honesty. "Well actually, I might still try to stop you, ‘cause I can't live without you, Deija. I love you so much, whether you believe or not," he chuckled slightly. I loved this nigga with all my heart, and a part of me wished I never met him. He kissed my lips and dipped his tongue in my mouth. "Please," he said in between kisses.
"Okay Drew, but this is it. You do anything else and I'm done. For good. Forever," I said and hated myself as every word left my lips. I didn’t deserve the way he treated me. As hard as it was gonna be, if he fucked one more hoe, I was gon’ be on the first thing smoking back to Memphis.
"Oh thank God!" he said, grabbing me close and tonguing me down. "Mommy is gon’ give daddy another chance, Meko!" he said, picking up my baby and slowly spinning around, making us both laugh. He pulled me close with his free arm and kissed my lips. "I meant what I said. I love you." I just shook my head yes, and he kissed me again. I silently prayed that he was serious, ‘cause I loved him so much–too much.
Chapter Five: Kendrick King
I was headed to my condo to pick up some product that was stashed there. I was gon’ do a late night count and divide by myself, since Dreeis said he needed to watch Morgan. I wasn't tripping because this shipment wasn't planned, and I think they were dealing with some shit.
I rolled down the windows a bit, ‘cause I was tired as hell from being out all day and needed the wind to keep me up. I fired up a blunt and took a pull.
As I was driving by this local corner store, I saw a nigga that looked like Kendrew robbing somebody. What the fuck was this nigga doing robbing someone? I know he was making good enough money with us. He was too fucking reckless, and just nonchalant about everything. I hated niggas like that. I slowed my car down, but not too much, ‘cause I didn't want to look suspicious; but I was across the street, so that helped too. I couldn't believe this nigga was sticking people up out here. Just as I parked my whip, another dude ran up and put a gun to the back of Kendrew's head.
"Fuck," I said to myself. This is why I didn't like reckless niggas. Reckless niggas caused unnecessary problems for everybody around them. I slowly exited my car, and I heard the dude yelling to Kendrew to put the gun down. Naturally, Kendrew ignored him and tried to continue robbing the other guy. I ducked low and continued to slow creep up to them. I peeked out from the front side of a van, and blew the nigga with gun's head off. Once Kendrew and the guy he was robbing turned around, I ran up and shot the guy he was robbing.
"Let's go!" I yelled to him as we booked it to the car. We hopped in, and I sped off. "Nigga what's your fucking problem?!" I yelled to him. "You out here being a stick up kid?! For what
?!" I yelled, glancing back and forth between him and the road.
"My bad man," was all he said. He always acted like everything was okay as long as he said my bad after. I was pissed the fuck off.
"What's up with you, nigga? Do you care about anything? You selfish as fuck! All you care about is you!" I yelled, mad as hell. I saw his jaw clenching like he was upset, but I didn't give a fuck. I just saved this nigga life. He lucky I happened to be driving by his dumb ass. My father was the only reason he was even living right now, ‘cause even I wanted to kill his ass.
"You right man. I'm gon’ get it together," he said, rolling up his window.
"Why don't you have it together already?" I asked, shaking my head.
"Man, didn't you hear about my mother!?" he spat.
"No," I responded in a calmer tone.
"Well since you don't know, my mother is dead bruh. She gone. And ever since, it’s been hard for a nigga to care about shit," he said as I pulled up to my condo.
"I'm sorry to hear that man, I didn't know."
"It's cool," he said, looking straight ahead.
"But Kendrew, I'm sure your mother would want you being the man she raised you to be. A man that handles business with intelligence, takes care of his family, and treats his woman right," I told him, really hoping he understood. A single tear slid down his face.
"You right," he said, pursing his lips together and quickly wiping the tear away. I felt kind of bad. I couldn’t imagine losing my mother, and then having to be my father’s little secret.
"Not to pry, but Nic told me Deija says she cries every night about you dogging her out. And man if you love her, you need to shape up ASAP," I continued.
He shook his head yes. "I will."
I exhaled heavily, "You want to help me count this shit upstairs?"
"Yeah man sure," he said, half smiling.
"Aight cool, let's go. And I will vouch for you with Deija. You know, regarding you being out late," I said, smiling and patting his back.
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