Jazzy's Bitch A Thriller Series

by Krystol

  “Karmen, I want you to have all that.”

  “Oh my God, how much is in here?”

  “It’s only 5,000 dollars.”

  “Only?!”

  “That’s half of what I made last year when I was working.” Chuckling, Jazzy then pulled up into Enzo’s. With my mind still in shock, I stayed frozen in the car.

  “Jazzy, did you rob a bank or something?”

  “No.” He started laughing.

  “I don’t want drug money, either.” I said.

  By this time, my mouth frowned and my arms were folded. I couldn’t believe that he had expected me to take all of this money. I mean, he could at least give me a check, I thought to myself.

  “Karmen it’s not drug money. I got this from my checking account.”

  “Whatever, Jazzy. Let’s just go in and eat.”

  “No, we’re not going anywhere until you hear me out.” He raised his voice a little bit.

  “I’m listening, Jazzy.”

  “Good. Let me make myself clear. This money is not drug money, and I’m giving it to you because I want you to be straight. Any girl would love to be in your shoes right now.” He had a good point. A lot of girls would love to be in my position.

  “Baby, come here.” Jazzy leaned in and gave me a kiss and I felt a lot better. We stayed lip-locked for a while and finally went in to the restaurant. When we walked into the restaurant, I couldn’t believe my eyes. The restaurant had a lovely romantic setting. There were small round tables with red tablecloths and with a tea candle in the center of each table. There were booths, available as well. I couldn’t believe how intimate the setting was.

  “It’s just the two of you?” the waiter asked as we walked up to the podium where he met us.

  “Yes, just us two. And if you don’t mind, could we have a booth?”

  “Yes, ma’am.”

  I wanted us to be as private as possible so I could talk with Jazzy and get to know him more without a lot of interruptions. We were seated at the booth and the waiter handed us menus.

  “So Jazzy, tell me more about you.” Taking his coat off, he looked at me with a puzzled look.

  “Well, let’s see. I’m from Atlanta and I am an only child.”

  “Wow, were you spoiled as a kid?”

  “Not really. I started making my own money when I was young.“

  “Let me guess…you had people working for you then.”

  “Yes, men and women.”

  “Women? What did they do?”

  “They make money for me…that’s all you need to know.”

  “Okay then.”

  After he said that, I began to wonder. What in hell did the women do to make him money? Looking over the menu, Jazzy spoke again.

  “So, Karmen what are you getting?”

  “I think I’m going to have the chicken Parmesan with spaghetti…what about you?”

  “I’m going to have some shrimp Alfredo.”

  “Mmm, that sounds good.”

  The waiter came back over to take our orders.

  “Have you two decided on what you will have for dinner and drinks?”

  “Yes. Karmen, you go first.”

  “Oh okay. I’ll have the chicken Parmesan with spaghetti and a sweet tea.”

  “Very good choice, ma’am. And you, sir?”

  “I’ll get the shrimp Alfredo with a sweet tea, also.”

  “Very good. I will be back with your orders shortly.”

  Once the waiter walked away, I wanted to talk to Jazzy about the money that he gave me. I still was surprised that he gave me 5,000 dollars.

  “Babe, what am I suppose to do with all that money?”

  “Spend it, Karmen. Buy you a car, or pay bills…whatever you want, babe.”

  I sighed deeply and could tell that Jazzy was annoyed by my reactions to the money.

  “Look, Karmen. You have to stop worrying about the money and just enjoy it, okay, baby?”

  “Okay.”

  He leaned over the table and gave me a kiss. I must admit that I was so turned on by the way his lips felt against mines. Moments later, our food and drinks were served. I was hungry, so I started eating very quickly.

  “Damn, shawty, slow down. I ain’t going to eat your food,” he said, laughing.

  “Oh, I know. I’m hungry. I hadn’t eaten all day for some reason.”

  “It’s all good baby girl; eat until your heart is content.” We both laughed while we ate. Moments later, we were both full and ready to go.

  “Baby girl, you ready to go?”

  “Yes, I’m so full, it doesn’t make any sense.”

  “Okay.” Jazzy paid the bill and we headed to the car back to Delaware.

  “Did you enjoy yourself, baby?”

  “I did,” I said as I held his hand while he drove. It felt so natural being with him that I was starting to get scared. This was all happening to quickly. I mean, I had just met him, and yet, we were inseparable. Pulling up in front of my house, there was no parking spot once again. We ended up parking all the way on the corner and had to walk up the hill, which I hated. Walking to my steps, my heart started racing a mile a minute.

  “Am I allowed to come in?” This scenario felt like I was Nina in the movie, Love Jones, when Darius was on Nina’s steps wanting to come into her house.

  “Oh I don’t know…my man might get mad,” I said as I winked at him.

  “Fuck yo’ man. I’ll take you from him.” After he said that, he couldn’t help but laugh as I unlocked the door. Once inside, Jazzy helped me out of my coat.

  “Damn, Karmen…you really look good in that dress, babe.”

  “Thank you.”

  “It’s a shame that I won’t see you in it for too long.”

  I started feeling on his muscular chest through the black sweater that he was wearing as we engaged in a passionate kiss. Jazzy quickly lifted me up and carried me upstairs.

  “Which way to the bedroom, baby?”

  “The door on the left.” When we reached our destination, Jazzy’s mouth dropped from the look of my room. I had white carpet all over with a king-size bed with the poles going up on each side. My bed was in the center, while on the left had side, I had a rocking chair with a pink teddy bear sitting in it. On the right side were my dresser and a small end table with fake roses in the vase. . Right above my bed, I had a big, nude self-portrait that my friend had drawn of me when he was taking art in college. The red curtains accented my room beautifully. Cinnamon filled the air, due to the Glade Plug-Ins that I had all over the entire room.

  “Wow, baby…now this is a woman’s room!”

  “Good. Now, are you going to place me on the bed any time soon?” Still having me in his arms, I was started to get a little stiff just being in one spot. He carefully placed me on the bed and I turned on my Pandora. The song, “Can I Come Over” by Aaliyah, started playing, so I knew the mood was set right. I jumped off the bed and went into the bathroom where I left the lingerie and the pumps that we had gotten earlier.

  “Stay right here. I will be right back.”

  “Okay, boo.”

  Jazzy was still looking around my room in adoration as he began to undress. I washed my under arms and my kitty hurriedly so that I would be fresh for Jazzy. Now, I know that I should have at least given it a month, but this just felt right. I know that it has only been a day, but my heart felt right about this guy…or did it? I mean, he bought me clothes and gave me thousands of dollars all in one day. What was he up to? He just really likes me and wants me for me. I got my negative thoughts out of the way and focused on the positive. Looking at myself in the mirror, I looked sexy as shit.

  Okay, Karmen. Go show your man how much you really appreciate all that he does for you, I thought to myself. I walked into the doorway with my legs spread and strutted into the room.

  “Damn, shawty!”

  All of a sudden, R. Kelly’s “Seem Like You’re Ready” started to play. Once I heard that, it was my cue to g
ive Jazzy a show that he would never forget. Gliding my body and swerving my hips to the music, Jazzy was in pure de lust. Dancing slowly to the music, I dropped down to the floor, did a split, and bought my body back up and climbed on one of the poles on my bed. Grabbing my hair with both of my hands and rotating my butt in a sexy demeanor, Jazzy’s friend was standing at attention. The music was still playing, and by this time, I had started to take the thong off, throwing it at Jazzy. Next, I took off the corset top and tossed it on the floor. By this time, Jazzy couldn’t take it and was pinning for me as he grabbed me. Falling on top of him, I couldn’t help but smile seductively. He turned me over and started to suck on my nipples slowly as they became erect from his tender touch.

  “Damn Karmen, you are so sexy.”

  “Am I?” I asked in between breaths from the pleasure I was receiving with his wet, juicy tongue. Scrolling down like he was a mouse on a computer, he moved to my navel and started kissing it and licking slowly. My center was leaking at this point. I moved my hand down there to pleasure myself.

  “Oh, don’t worry…that pretty pussy is going to be fed. Believe that,” he said.

  He then teased my pearl with his index finger before placing his body down to my cat, front and center. Tasting what my center had to offer, my body tensed up as I grabbed on his head with my left hand and clinched the sheet with the other. I was in pure bliss.

  “Jazzy that feels so good, baby.”

  “Its tastes as good as it feels,” he said in between eating dinner..

  My breathing was uncontrollable, and before I knew it, I was climaxing all in Jazzy’s mouth. Someone would have thought that he was drinking the milk from a bowl of cereal because he didn’t budge from having me. Coming up for air, he spoke.

  “Damn, that was better than the shrimp Alfredo.”

  In such a daze, I couldn’t say anything. I could only continue breathing through the great orgasm that I had.

  “Okay, let me taste your lollipop so you can tell me how many licks it takes to get to the center."

  “Damn, right. I love that shit.”

  As Jazzy lay on the bed, I kissed him from head to navel, as he did me. I then slowly placed my lips on his hard stiff vessel. Moaning in ecstasy, I felt his legs trembling. When I looked up at him, his eyes were rolling in the back of his head while he was shaking uncontrollably. I deep throated him and created the humming effect and that drove him up the wall.

  “Damn, Karmen…oh my god.”

  He quickly grabbed me and put me on the bed. Before I knew it, he entered me and I felt all of his hardness slip inside of me because I was so wet.

  “Ahhh, Jazzy…that feels so good.”

  “Damn right, it does.”

  “My clients are going to love this pussy.”

  “Clients?”

  I was no longer in the mood once he said that because I had no idea what he was talking about.

  “Jazzy, what do you mean by ‘clients’?”

  Ignoring me, Jazzy kept on pumping me harder. I lost my train of thought as I moaned even louder.

  “Ahhh.”

  “Damn, this pussy is so right.”

  All of a sudden, Jazzy yelled, “You’re my main girl, right?”

  “Mmmm, yes daddy…the main and only girl.”

  While he was fucking me out of control, I came all over his dick.

  “That’s right, baby…cum all on this dick.”

  “Jaaazzzzyyyy, mmmm…I’m cuuummmming!”

  I had my last orgasm of the night. Breathing heavily, I turned to my side and lay on the bed. Jazzy lay next to me.

  “You know you got a secret weapon there, right?”

  “That’s what they say.”

  “They?”

  “Boy, don’t trip. You don’t think my pussy is this good being a virgin, do you?”

  “Oh, I feel you.”

  “Well, I’m glad that you liked it.”

  “Me too.”

  “Come here.” Jazzy said.

  I slid my body over by Jazzy and lay on his chest. It was the most peaceful thing in the world to just lie on a man’s chest. We were up for hours, just laying in bed and talking about our childhoods, when Jazzy’s phone rang. He looked at the number and picked it up right away.

  “Yo, what’s good, ma?”

  I sat up in bed while he was sitting up sideways taking his call.

  “What you mean he didn’t want to pay all of the money upfront?”

  I was wondering who didn’t want to pay their money and why Jazzy had women selling drugs.

  “Yo, shawty, for real. I’m not playing. You better get my fucking money.” He seemed to get real upset at this girl for some reason. “Look here. Be clear, shut up, and listen to me.”

  I could hear the girl in the background saying obliging.

  “If you don’t have my money by the time I’m ready to collect, there are going to be some issues.”

  What kind of issues, I thought.

  I was beginning to get worried, so I tapped Jazzy on the shoulder, but he waved his finger in the air, signaling me to wait until he was done with his call.

  “Okay, shawty, that’s cool. We have no problems and working double is cool with me. Well I’m here with my girl right now, so I’ll holla back at you.” I could hear the girl on the other end of the phone.

  “Your girl?”

  She sounded angry, and before she could say anything else, Jazzy hung up the phone.

  “Jazzy, I don’t get into your business, but what was that about?”

  “Ugh…one of my coworkers was robbed and they took her product, so she’s working over time to get my money.”

  “What issues was she going to have if she didn’t have your money?”

  “She isn’t going to have any issues. I don’t hit women or anything. I just said that to scare her.”

  “Well, it worked on me, and I’m not even an employee. That phone call was crazy, for real.”

  “Baby, it’s cool; she’s just going to work overtime. Besides, she’s being paid, too.”

  “Okay, well, maybe you should not scare your employees.”

  “Baby, I won’t do that anymore. I promise.”

  “Good…now go to sleep.”

  Jazzy fell asleep within minutes, but I was still up. The phone call that I heard made me think that Jazzy was hiding something. I was going to get to the bottom of it. Meanwhile, I had some new things to buy with the money that I had just acquired. As far as Jazzy was concerned, I would soon find out what was up with him. My momma always said, “What’s done in the dark will come to light.” Eventually, time would tell the story.