Carl Weber's Kingpins

by Brittani Williams

  “Come here,” he said, waving in his direction with the gun still firmly gripped in his right hand.

  I didn’t hesitate. I did as I was told. Hope grabbed a hold of my hand as I began to walk away.

  “Didn’t I tell your ass to sit still?” Jay walked briskly over to Hope and put the gun to her right temple. Tears began to flow freely from her eyes. Hope, unlike me, was a very emotional person. She’d always been. I was pretty much emotionless. The only time you would know what I was feeling was when I was angry. When I was pissed, there would be no question mark.

  “Hey, baby, she’s sorry. Let’s go over here to the sofa,” I said, placing my hand on his shoulder.

  He looked at me, and shot me a devilish grin. He licked his lips, and removed the gun from its resting place. “A’ight,” he agreed.

  I exhaled. I couldn’t bear living if anything happened to her. She was all the family I had left. It was then that I thought about the mistake that I made in dealing with him. There were numerous people who warned me about him, including his ex, but I always thought she was hating. I figured that she was still in love with him and trying to get rid of me to get him back.

  Jay sat down on the sofa, and patted the cushion next to him for me to sit. I sat down and waited for further instruction. I looked over at Hope and saw her eyes widen. I wasn’t sure what contributed to the shift in her facial expression, until I heard a loud bang and my ears began ringing. I looked at Jay’s lifeless body slumped over to the right. I was completely covered in blood.

  “Are you okay?” Desi said.

  I’d never been happier to hear his voice. I jumped up from the sofa, and ran over to his open arms. I was so nervous that my entire body shivered and my teeth were chattering. I held on tight, afraid to let him go.

  “I got you, babe. It’s all over. I’m here,” he whispered.

  Even though I was confident that Desi would always have my back, at that moment I felt even more secure about becoming his wife.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Parking Lot Pimpin’

  Desire

  The night was beautiful. There was a perfect breeze blowing as Dontay and I walked hand in hand along Penn’s Landing. The night was pretty quiet. For the first time, I was able to walk with my man in public. I was patient, just as he’d asked me to be, and now I was ready to reap the benefits. I’d found out about his relationship, and instead of walking away, I stayed to fight through it. I could’ve walked away, but what would I be left with? Even if I had to share him, it was better than the life that I would have without him.

  “I’m so happy, Dontay, seriously,” I said as I snuggled close to him.

  “I’m glad to hear that. Just so you know, I’m happy too.”

  “I want to know more about you. You know I don’t know that much about you.”

  “You know enough. I don’t know what else there is that you want to know.”

  “Well, how did you get in the business? You’ve never told me that.”

  “Why do you want to know that?”

  “Because I told you a lot about me.”

  “But I didn’t ask you. There are parts of my past that I’d like to keep there. Besides, you haven’t told me everything.”

  “Well, almost everything. It’s still more than you’ve told me.” I pouted. I hated the fact that we had secrets. For the past five months we’d been together almost every day and night, yet we did more fucking than anything else. Even when we spent quality time together, we barely talked. He always said it was his quiet time.

  “Horse’s older brother, that’s how I got into the business,” he said before sitting down on one of the benches that sat along the water. “Shit was tight around the house. My father stopped giving my mom money, and I got tired of watching her struggle. The end.”

  “Do you trust me, Dontay?”

  “Of course I do. If I didn’t trust you, I wouldn’t be here.”

  “Well, if you trust me why won’t you let me in? I feel like you have this wall up, and I don’t know why.”

  “I mean why do we have to talk about this now? It’s really fucking up a good night. What about the gunshot wound? You tell me about that, then I’ll tell you more.”

  He knew how I felt about that. That was enough to put any conversation like this to an end. I just wasn’t ready. That was a part of my past that I wish I could forget. Just to speak Tyrese’s name filled my body with an uncontrollable pain. Before Dontay, that was the most important person to me. I wasn’t ready, and I didn’t see me being ready anytime soon.

  “I didn’t think you would. Now could we not ruin the rest of the night with this?”

  “Okay,” I replied while looking out at the water. I couldn’t be mad. He was right. How could I expect him to be 100 percent open with me when I wasn’t prepared to do the same?

  “Let’s do something,” I blurted out.

  “What?” He turned to me.

  “Come on and I’ll show you,” I said as I grabbed him by the hand and pulled him up off of the bench.

  I knew that there was only one thing that could turn this night around: some mind-blowing spontaneous sex. I always felt the need to impress him. I never wanted him to feel that he could get something better from someone else. I didn’t care if I had to get down under the table in a restaurant to suck his dick. I would do anything to satisfy him. I headed in the direction of the parking garage where he’d parked his car.

  “Why are we going to the car? I’m not ready to go yet.”

  “We’re going to the car, but we aren’t leaving.” I had a devilish smirk all across my face. I licked my lips to let him know what I had on my mind.

  “Oh yeah?” he asked while rubbing his hands across his freshly cut beard.

  Once we made it to the car he hit the keypad to unlock the doors and turn off the alarm. Once he attempted to open the door I pushed it shut.

  “Baby, what are you doing?” he asked, turning around and leaning up against the car. I moved closer to him and stood in between his legs. I stared at him before kissing him. I was in heaven as our tongues intertwined. I was getting extremely wet as he rubbed his hands across my back. I backed away from him for a second and began to loosen the buttons of my blouse. He stared at me like I was a succulent piece of steak on a platter.

  “I want you now,” I whispered.

  “A’ight, let’s get in the car,” he said, reaching for the door.

  “No, I want you right here, right now,” I said as I revealed my braless breasts.

  “What if someone drives by?”

  I walked up to him, grabbed his hand, and directed it up under my skirt. My pussy was practically dripping it was so wet. It didn’t take long before his finger was inside of me. A moan escaped me as he leaned in and began to kiss my neck. I could hear cars driving through the parking lot, but soon I was deaf to the sounds around me. I was more turned on that I’d ever been. I didn’t care if anyone saw us. Hell, they could stop and watch and I’d still act as if they weren’t even there. To me, at that moment, we were the only ones in the world. He turned me around and boosted me up onto the hood of the car. He nudged me a little forcing me to lie down. With one swift motion he ripped off my thongs and buried his face deep inside my pussy. I almost came immediately after contact. His tongue was warm and wet. The long, slow licks caused my body to shiver. He continued to lick my clit and would occasionally pause to suck on it while slowly letting it slip from the grips of his lips. He stuck two fingers inside of me and made love to me with them. It didn’t take long for me to climax, and I could feel him taking in the juices as they were released. I almost lost my concentration as a car drove by and slowed down to enjoy a quick glance of our lust. Damn, I needed that. After I came twice all over his face, he stood up, licked his lips while staring at me, and unzipped his pants to release his hardness, which was about to burst through his jeans. Once it was unconfined, he rubbed the head of it up and down my pussy lips causing more juices to flow
.

  “Fuck me, please,” I begged because my body was yearning for him. He slowly slid inside of me, but stopping just as my walls wrapped around the head. I squeezed as tight as I could to grip his entire width. I moved my hips to massage the tip. I could feel it coming out and immediately sliding back inside. After he could no longer stand the teasing, he rammed it inside of me with force, just the way I loved it. He placed his hand on my shoulders to aid him in digging deeper inside of my tunnel.

  “Dontay, oooh shit, Dontay,” I called out. I wanted to reassure him that he was doing the job well. He gained more momentum but at the same time I could tell that he was slowing down. “Baby, don’t slow down.”

  “I’m not ready cum yet,” he said before pulling out. He bent down to kiss me before standing to pull me off of the car. “Come on and ride this dick,” he said.

  He got on the car in same position that I’d just been in. I took off my shoes, climbed on top, and got in a squatting position. I rose up and down a few times taking only the tip in before pushing it deep inside of me. He moaned as I worked in circles. I could hear the echo of my ass slapping up against his legs as I picked up speed. Cars continued to drive by, and I kept riding him as if they were invisible. I was anxious to reach that climax, and I couldn’t care less who was watching. I continued bouncing up and down on his dick. As I neared an orgasm, I pushed down and moved in circles, grinding and hitting my G-spot.

  “Oh shit, baby, Ahhhh yes, yes, I’m cumming,” I screamed.

  He grabbed hold of my ass and held on tight as his warm cum filled my insides. I bent down to kiss him.

  “I can’t believe you,” he said. “Come on and let’s get the fuck outta here before they call the cops on us.”

  I laughed as I got off of him, picked up my shoes, and jumped in the passenger seat. He shook his head as he got inside and turned the car on.

  “You’re a bad influence you know that?” he said with a smile.

  “You love me though,” I replied.

  “You’re right. I love you.”

  Chapter Eighteen

  Clubbing

  Desire

  That night the line to get into the club was ridiculous. I was planning on shining tonight and going home with a baller. I walked into the club and greeted everyone while I made my way to VIP. I noticed Shany and the girls at the table in the back. I walked up to them unnoticed.

  “What’s up, bitches? Didn’t expect to see me huh?” I said, smiling as I stood the end of the table.

  “Hey, girl, I thought you had moved or something. Can’t call anybody?” Shany said, smiling before standing to hug me.

  “I know I’ve been pretty bad with that but tonight let’s go get our party on!” I said before turning to go out to the dance floor.

  I grabbed man after man and shook my ass all over them. I had drunk at least four apple martinis, and I was feeling toasty. I could feel Dontay’s eyes glued to me as I made my rounds, trying to find the nigga with the most money. I wasn’t about to fuck with any average Joe. After about an hour of dancing, I needed to go to the bathroom. I walked toward the restroom and felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around, annoyed because I hated for someone to approach me that way.

  “What!” I yelled.

  “What are you trying to do with all of the dancing and shit, make me jealous?”

  “Dontay, please. I’m just growing a bit tired of playing number two. I’m trying to snag me a man, since that’s a title you’re obviously not trying to fill,” I yelled. “Don’t forget your wife is in here, so I’m sure you wouldn’t want her to walk up on us conversing.”

  “Fuck that! I’m not going to sit here and watch you all up on these niggas and ignore it. That’s just disrespectful,” he yelled.

  “You have some nerve to talk about someone being disrespectful. You are the one cheating on your wife!” I retorted.

  “Look, let’s go into the office and talk, please,” he said, grabbing me by the arm.

  “Dontay, I came here to enjoy myself. I really don’t have time for this right now.”

  “Please, I need to talk to you,” he pleaded.

  “This is not the time or the place for this conversation. I told you that we were through,” I said as I noticed Shany walking in the direction of the bathroom.

  “What’s going on? Are you okay?” she quizzed us after noticing the looks on both of our faces.

  “I’m fine. This guy out on the dance floor pissed me off. I was just trying to let Dontay know to keep an eye on him because he was pretty drunk,” I lied.

  “Well, I’ll handle that for you, and if he gives you any more trouble let me know,” Dontay said before walking in the direction of his office. I stood there for a second, contemplating whether I should follow him, but even if I wanted to, I would have to duck Shany.

  “Girl, these guys are crazy when they get drunk. There should be limit on the amount of drinks that they can buy,” Shany said, laughing.

  “Most definitely! Well, I’ll see you when you get back out to the floor,” I said, cutting the conversation short. I began walking away as I waited for her to go into the restroom. Once I heard the door open and close I turned around and quickly made my way to Dontay’s office. I knocked on the door, and he opened it within seconds.

  “Thanks for coming to talk,” he said as I entered the plush office.

  “So what is it that you wanted to talk about?” I asked since I knew we didn’t have much time to talk.

  “I’m ready to leave her.” He began to speak, and I began to tune him out, since I’d been hearing this same tune for the last two years. “I need someone like you in my corner. Tracy can’t be who I want her to be. I just need you to trust me. Do you trust me?” he asked while staring at me and stroking my hand.

  “Yes, I trust you,” I said excitedly, since those were the words that I’d been longing to hear.

  “Kiss me,” he said as he moved closer. I sucked in the smell of his cologne and as I closed my eyes I imagined that we were somewhere else. I licked his lips as he began to fondle me. My mind was running in circles since I wasn’t sure if he was playing me again. I had fallen for his tricks over and over again. I relaxed as he backed me up against the desk that was located in the center of the office. He kneeled down and slowly raised my leg over his shoulder. He moved my panties to the side and buried his face down below. The swift movements of his tongue against my clit caused my body to shiver.

  I palmed the back of his hand to create more pressure before I exploded. He licked his lips as he stood up from the floor. He unzipped his pants and pulled his length through his boxers signaling me to go to work. I squatted just enough so that my mouth was at an even height with it. I grabbed a hold of it and slowly licked around the head to savor the taste of the pre-cum. A sigh escaped his lips as I allowed him to shove it into my mouth. I grabbed hold of his balls with my free hand and gently began to massage them at the same time. “You like that?” I quizzed him before deep throating him once more.

  “Come on and let me fuck you!” he instructed. I rose up from the squatting position and turned around facing the desk. I put one leg up on the chair and waited for him to enter from behind. He grabbed hold on to my waist and used it to aid him in pumping harder. I screamed for him to go faster, and he sped up and added more force. I heard a faint knock at the door, but I didn’t want to stop. I ignored it as I neared my next climax. The knock continued, but we were both so wrapped up in the moment that it didn’t matter what else was going on around us.

  The noises we were both making were getting louder as he and I both were enjoying it. After it was all over with, I went back out to enjoy the party even though I felt stupid. I didn’t know what the hell I was doing or why. I had to figure things out ASAP because things were out of control.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Ruthless

  Dontay

  “I don’t give a fuck who he’s related to. That muthafucker stole from me, and I want his ass
gone. Do you hear me?” I yelled.

  I was furious. I couldn’t stand a thief. I did way too much for niggas to steal from me, and I didn’t appreciate that shit one bit. Darron was a young nigga I’d given a shot. I took him from the pissy-ass projects and put him up in a condo and this was the way that he decided to repay me. His runs were consistently coming up short. Over a month’s time he’d stolen somewhere close to thirty grand. Thirty grand was small change, but it was the principle. You don’t take from the hand that feeds you.

  “When you find him, take him over to the warehouse and call me,” I yelled.

  “All right,” Horse replied before hanging up.

  I was furious. I didn’t get this far by allowing shit to slip through the cracks. There was a knock on the door just as I got off the phone. “Come in.”

  “Desire is out front. You want me to let her in?” Jules said as he cracked open the door.

  “Nah, not right now. Tell her I’m handling some shit right now and I’ll stop by to see her later.”

  “She looks like she’s upset about something.”

  “She always looks like that. Just tell her what I said.”

  “Got it,” he said before closing the door.

  I couldn’t see Desire at that moment. I needed to focus on the situation at hand. About a minute later my cell phone began to ring. I knew it was her without even looking at the caller ID. I picked up.

  “You really told him not to let me in? What you got a bitch back there?” she yelled.

  “Naw, it ain’t no bitch in here. I have a situation that I need to deal with. Now ain’t the time.”

  “I have something important to talk to you about.”

  “It’s gonna have to wait. Look this is Horse on the other line. I gotta take this. I’ll see you later,” I said before switching over.

  “Got him.”

  “A’ight, I’m on my way.”

  I slipped out the back door avoiding Desire and hopped in the car. I was driving well over the speed limit on my way down to the warehouse. I planned to make an example out of him in the event any other nigga thought it was good idea to steal from me.