A Miami Love Tale 3 : Thugs Need Luv Too (A Miami Love Tale : Thugs Need Luv Too)

by Diamond Johnson

  “Nope, not at all,” she said, sarcastically.

  “Well, let a nigga hit it from the back right quick then,” I said and she burst out laughing.

  “Dontae, leave me alone. You ain’t hitting shit from the back” she said after she finished laughing like I told the biggest joke or some shit.

  I pulled her up and pushed her back into the couch. I slipped off her tights and her panties and spread her legs a little bit. Still on my knees, I leaned up and brought my lips closer to hers, “Why you always got to smart mouth a nigga? Why you can’t just go with the flow sometimes?” I asked, sliding my hand over her clit and she gasped out loud. I stuck two fingers inside of her and used my thumb to massage her pearl. She moaned against my lips as I worked my fingers in and out of her honey pot.

  “For someone that ain’t trying to let a nigga hit it from the back that pussy sure is biting,” I said, fucking with her. She rolled her eyes at me and continued to roll her hips against my fingers. When she threw her head back, that was my cue to go down so that I could taste that sweet nectar all in my mouth.

  “Dontaeeeee,” she moaned loudly, pulling onto my ears as I roughly nibbled on her clit. When her body flinched and she tried pushing me away, I knew she had cum but I was a man and I believed that a man was supposed to swallow everything that was on the menu and that’s exactly what I did. I licked her try and then stood up to kiss her lips so that she could taste her juices. Pulling back, I lifted her tank top over her head and stared in amazement at her swollen titties. Shits looked like perfect gala apples to me. I held both of her breasts in my hands and gently sucked on the right nipple. Breesha let out a soft moan and I went and gave the left one some attention as well. I felt Breesha reach her small hands down into my gym shorts and was trying her best to free my dick.

  “Get your shit,” I told her, still sucking on her nipples.

  She reached down further and was able to pull him out and my shit was literally laying there on the couch. She reached back down and quickly slid my shit inside of her. I swear to God that was some boss bitch shit. She went for what she wanted. She didn’t even wait for me to do the shit for her. With my dick still inside of her. I stood up and placed both arms on the couch on either side of her so that she could really feel that pressure. I was fuckin’ that tight pussy like I was doing pushups. Breesha held onto my arms for support and kept moaning my name.

  I watched as she bit hard as hell on her lip because I knew she was trying not to scream out and have me think that she wasn’t woman enough to take this dick. She looked down and watched as my shit kept slamming into her walls and from the look on her face, I knew at any second now she was about to fold under pressure. I added a deeper arch into my stroke and Breesha moaned loudly, trying to sit up some. I saw how watery her eyes were and I was just waiting for that fuckin’ tear to fall. I slammed back into her pussy and two lone tears dropped from her eyes and she went to wipe them but I slapped her thigh.

  “Don’t you fuckin’ dare! I been giving your ass this dick for damn near two years now and you still can’t handle my shit?” I asked her and she looked at me with pain contorting her beautiful face. I felt bad so I leaned up and kissed her on her lips. I moved my hips into a circular motion inside of her and she stopped kissing me, so that she could moan.

  “Taeee…Taeee…Taeee,” she kept moaning my name, driving a nigga crazy with that sexy ass voice.

  I pulled out and slapped her on her thigh, telling her to turn around. Breesha went and turned around and as soon as she had the perfect arch in her back, I slid right in. “If you run from my shit, I’ma go deeper, so don’t insult me like that,” I said to her in her ear. She nodded her head yes and we fucked, made love, and licked and sucked each other for the remainder of the night. When we finished, we were both lying on the floor and Breesha’s head lay resting on my chest.

  “So much for you saying I couldn’t hit it from the back,” I said laughing and she punched my chest.

  “Fuck you Dontae,” she said and I could hear it in her voice that she was about to knock out.

  “You just did that. A good job at it too,” I said. laughing, and I didn’t get a reply because when I looked down, her ass was already knocked out. I shook my head and picked her up and carried her upstairs and put her in the bed. I got on my side of the bed and pulled her back into me. Not even a minute later and my ass was knocked out as well. Talk about some loyal, pregnant pussy!

  Chapter 20: Sharice

  Even though your winds blow

  I want you to know

  You cause me no alarm

  Cause I'm safe in his arms

  Even though your rain falls

  I can still make this call;

  Let there be peace

  Now I can say go away

  I command you to move today

  Because of faith I have a brand new day

  The sun will shine and I will be okay

  That's what I told the storm!

  I told the storm to pass

  Storm you can't last

  Go away - I command you to move today

  Storm - when God speaks;

  Storm - you have to cease

  That's what I told the storm!

  I sat in church and as the choir sang “I Told the Storm” by Greg O’ Quin, it was like a wave of emotions ran over me. I was able to face the fact that this was the end of the road for me. I would literally lay in the bed at night, just waiting on God to take me home to rest. I was tired of fighting. I stopped going to my treatment and I stopped harassing Dontae to let me see my daughter. Since I came back home to Miami and I saw Bria at her birthday party, I never went back to Atlanta. I had a plan and this is what I wanted to do. After service was over, I quickly got up and headed to my car. I sat in the car and cried my eyes out at what I was about to do. I came to church today just to ask for forgiveness. Forgiveness for all of the shit that I’ve done in my life.

  I reached inside of my purse and pulled out my phone. Instead of calling Dontae from private, I chose to call him from my number. I knew he wouldn’t answer, but I decided to try my luck anyways. “Yo this is Tae. Leave a message after the beep!” his voice said. I cleared my throat and started.

  “Hey Dontae. First off, let me just start by saying I apologize. I’m not going to sit here and say everything that I apologize for because that would take forever and a day. I may not have been the best mother towards Bria but I know for a fact that I loved her. I loved her the best way that I could, being as though I never in my life knew what it meant to actually love someone. The way you treated Bria, I only wish that I had half of your skills when it came to parenting. I’m not going to hold you up or waste any more of your time that I already have. Just let my baby know I love her and I’m sorry. When she grows up and if she ever asks about me, let her know I love her and let her know that I fought so hard to see her one last time. As much as I hate to admit, Breesha was a better mom than I could ever be. Tell her to continue watching over my baby and shelter her from the harms of this world. I signed over my rights to Bria so you guys can go ahead and handle that. She deserves it anyway. Goodbye Dontae. Kiss my baby for her and tell her I love her.” After I finished leaving the message, I pulled the .380 from under my seat.

  “God forgive me,” was my prayer before I took the gun and let it go off, killing myself instantly in the church parking lot.

  1 year later

  Epilogue: Imani

  “I’s a married now,” I said in my color purple voice. But all jokes aside, I was now married to the love of my life and life for me couldn’t get any better. Shard and I finally went ahead and eloped in Las Vegas. No, it wasn’t the perfect wedding but trust me, I was planning on having the biggest wedding in Miami in the summer. Shard promised me a big wedding and that’s what we were going to do. I loved my life and all of the people that were in it. Oh yeah, did I mention that this was my last semester in school and that I would be receiving my Bachelor’s degree this
year December? My mom also told me that she had the perfect spot for me to fill out at her school, so everything was looking good on my end. R.J. was getting bigger and badder every day and working my last nerve, along with his daddy. For now, I thought I was done with kids until maybe another two or three years from now. Rashard kept trying to knock me up, but I was sneakily taking birth control pills.

  As far as my parents, they were doing great and for once in my life, I could tell that my mom was genuinely happy for me. I noticed that she was letting me live my life now and wasn’t always up my back about something. I was 24 years old now and with that came more maturity. I was learning new things every day and I was just trying to live my life with the ones that I loved and adored. Boy was I glad that I took a chance on love because life with Rashard just got better and better every day. Who would have known that that geeky, U.M. student would have to bust her gun to take out a secret enemy for my husband? Who would have thought that I would have a baby before Breesha? Three years ago, if somebody would have told me where I would be today, I probably would have slapped their ass for lying like that. But peace and blessings to all of you!

  Nae

  What’s that saying? They say “If you love something, you have to let it go and if it comes back to you at least you will know. But if it never does, at least you will know that it was something you had to go through to grow.” I swear that quote spoke volumes on my entire marriage. There were so many times that I was ready to say fuck it and just throw the towel in dealing with this damn marriage but Sincere and I were able to stick it out. I thought that marriage was going to be easy but it had been everything but that. I knew one thing though; I loved my husband. The last year, Sincere and I endured a lot of hardships, but I was glad that we were able to stick it out and remain lovers and friends.

  Oh shit, I forgot to mention that your girl was now officially an RN. Yep, that’s right, I graduated last month and I was hired this month. I tell you one thing; God is good. I got up off my ass and took my behind back to school. Ain’t shit cute about a bitch with no education. Yes, my husband had enough money but I wanted my own and Sincere was able to come to grips with that. I wasn’t a lazy female when he met me and I wasn’t about to start being one. I also forgot to mention that I was expecting! Funny because Sincere swore up and down that he was going to get me pregnant the night of my anniversary because he thought that I had stopped taking my birth control pills. That wasn’t the case at all, I just ended up moving where I would hide them because his ass would always throw them out. But I was only two months and I honestly didn’t want to know what I was having until it was time for me to push.

  As far as Sin in I, this was the best that we’d ever been in years. Sincere and I had a bond that nobody on this earth would be able to break. I loved him since I was fourteen and I was going to continue to love him even when we’re old and gray. But that’s enough about me because y’all be quick to say a bitch be bragging. Peace, I love y’all!

  Breesha

  “Bria, stop bouncing your brother up and down like that. I just fed him and I don’t want him throwing up all over you,” I fussed to my daughter. Yes, you heard me correctly, MY daughter. Bria was now officially mine. Even though biologically I wasn’t her mother, under law and agreements, I was. Yes, it was sad the way things went down with Sharice and I honestly was not expecting for that to happen at all. When Dontae got the voicemail that she left on his phone, we literally heard it at the same time. I watched Dontae’s body language and I could tell that he felt some type of way. Dontae tried to act like nothing bothered him, but I already knew that he was feeling a little sad behind the situation.

  What happened to Sharice was all on the news at that time and I would always pray that Bria never came across that while she was watching TV. Bria literally acted like Sharice never existed because I swear that little girl never mentioned her in conversation or anything. I think she got that toughness from her dad to be honest. But on the brighter side, did Imani tell you guys that we went and eloped with her and Shard? I’m sure she didn’t. Honestly that wasn’t even in the list of plans. Dontae and I flew to Vegas with Imani and Shard just to be there as witnesses but next thing I knew, I was saying I do. It was fine because I was going to let Imani have her big wedding first and then I was going to have mine.

  I also gave birth to my baby boy, Donate Leon Harris. That little boy was a gift sent from God. Last year, I lost a son and God blessed me with another one. I’d never forget the loss of my first son at all. I talked to him constantly and I knew without a doubt that he was watching over us. As far as me and Dontae went, everything between us was good. If it was possible, I felt like I grow to love him more and more each day. In the future, I could see us having more kids but they way that labor that I had to undergo was set up, I didn’t think it would be happening anytime soon. That’s it for me though. Peace out y’all!

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