by B. , Ivory
On cue Ty and Keema walked over as soon as Los walked off. Ty was ecstatic but playing it off not wanting to make it obvious to everyone else but she was too happy for her cousin, Los seemed to be crazy about Lucky. He even made a whole scene over her and that wasn’t his style at all, he usually played low key in public. “Damn, get it mama. That nigga is feeling you, for real. Now your ass can stop calling me stressing about why he didn’t ask for your number,” Ty said. “Hell yeah, he definitely feeling you,” Keema co-signed. “And did you see how we had bitches out here hatin?” Keema said with a laugh. Lucky laughed along with Keema, she peeped the shade chicks were throwing, and the screw faces weren’t hard to miss. “Yeah but don’t be changing subjects, I see how you do. Keeping dirty little secrets ha?” Lucky said putting Keema on blast. Keema beamed before responding, “No, it’s not like that. I’ll have to tell y’all about that later,” Keema said nodding towards Jah.
Jah was just as tall as Los a couple inches shorter, and real handsome. His hair was styled in a short Caesar cut with waves adorning his head. His bronze complexion was deep and smooth. Jah had this air about him that said he wasn’t to be fucked with on any level. His shine was on point, from the chain that hung low on his neck to the bezel on his watch that was damn near blinding. You could see the resemblance between both men as they stood beside each other. After Lucky’s observation of Jah she turned towards Keema. “I wanna know everything. Details bitch you been holding out on us.” “Preach!” Ty chimed in. Keema burst out into giggles at her two closest friends. “I know, I’ma put y’all on, I swear,” she said blushing.
“Where did my boy go?” Lucky asked Ty with a smile. Ty knew exactly who Lucky was referring to. “Bitch stop tryna be funny. He went to talk to Nona thirsty ass. She came back here looking like she was gonna cause a scene. So he slid off with her,” Ty said nonchalantly. “Oh goodness,” Lucky shook her head knowing how loud and ghetto Nona could get. “I think he likes you,” Lucky stated addressing the obvious. “Oh hell to the no! He aint getting no play. He fucked with Nona and she’s family, we don’t get down like that Lucky.” Lucky shot Ty an offended look. “Exactly. You don’t think I know that? I’m just telling you the man wants you. I caught him staring at you a coupla times. Shit, I know he aint running through no family tree. He made his choice now he stuck with it.” “Truuue, but I kinda wish I met him before he fucked with Nona though. He is hella fine, nigga looking like he could get it any which way, from here to Sunday.” All three of them laughed at Ty’s comment. A serious inquisitive look replaced Ty’s smile, “Damn, how these hoes stay winning? Why they always seem to get the good ones?” Ty thought aloud. “Shit I have no idea. I’m still tryna figure that one out,” Keema said
“Tyyy,” Lucky said meekly, snapping Ty out of her train of thought. “Ha?” Ty asked giving Lucky her undivided attention knowing from the tone in Lucky’s voice something was up. “Don’t be mad. I know what I’m doing, and I’m not going to do anything stupid…I’m about to leave with this dude.” Ty looked at her cousin as if she had lost her mind. “Lucky you need to slow down and think about what you gettin ya’self into baby girl.” Lucky took immediate offense to Ty’s reaction. She loved Ty to no end, yet she was so tired of Ty trying to protect her from everything in life. It was as if she didn’t realize Lucky was a grown ass woman who was able to make her own decisions. “Ty I knew you would get upset. I’m not gonna do nothing with him. He just wants me to ride with him, and truth be told I want to, I miss him.” Ty shook her head, looking at Lucky with a pitiful expression. Sometimes Lucky could be so naïve and that’s exactly why she took it upon herself to look out for her. “Listen, I know you’re not going to do nothing with him, I know how you are. That’s not what I’m worried about. Lucky… I know you really feeling him I just don’t wanna see you get hurt. Dude is real heavy in the streets, his paper long and he’s a bachelor. So you already know how many chicks he must fuck wit. I mean, look at him.” Ty said nudging her head towards Los. “His track record ain’t so clean Luck, he known to love em and leave em. I just don’t want him to hurt you but like you said you grown. Do you, I’ma be here for you regardless. And I will bust that nigga ass if he hurt you.” They all started laughing, knowing Ty was serious, she would try to run up on Los for Lucky, even if it was like committing suicide. “Well just don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Keema said with a wink. “Oh here he comes,” Ty said under her breath putting Keema and Lucky on to the fact Los was approaching. “What up ladies?” Carlos said addressing Keema and Ty. “You ready baby girl?” “Yeah,” Lucky answered before giving both Ty and Keema a hug. While hugging Keema she couldn’t help but to whisper in her ear, “Don’t let that nigga fuck my whip up.” “I got you Luck,” Keema whispered back through a laugh.
Lucky followed Los to his car feeling the slight onset of butterflies in her stomach. Being in his presence always seemed to make her nervous, not to mention she had never been in a Bentley before. You would never have guessed it from the way she hopped in the car like it was your average Honda Accord. She was hoping her awestruck expression didn’t show once she took a seat in the passenger seat. The beautiful wood grain and all the buttons made the interior look more like a plane’s cockpit than a car. The Bentley emblem practically jumped off the steering wheel in bright chrome. This was definitely some big boy shit hands down.
Los passed Lucky’s car keys over to Jah and watched Jah’s face turn up. “You mean I gotta drive this little ass toy Benz?” Los chuckled, “Nigga go head, that shit is crisp.” “Yeah for a bitch. Man I shoulda drove my truck,” Jah grumbled. “Whateva yo, just drop the whip off to her cousin’s where she staying.” “A’ight baby, I’m gone,” Jah said giving Los a pound and hopping in Lucky’s car with Keema.
Ty was already in her car which was identical to Lucky’s Benz but in red. She pulled out and waved to Jah signaling him to follow behind her. Just then, Nice walked back into the parking lot to see everyone leaving. He spotted Ty in her little red C250 Benz and signaled for her to roll her windows down. Ty pressed the window button down and watched him swag to the passenger side window and lean in. “I just wanted to apologize for my Young Bull’s behavior earli…” “No need,” Ty said cutting him off. An unusual silence fell between them as they both caught themselves staring at each other. Ty was finally able to tear her eyes away from him and look out her windshield. His eyes were damn near hypnotizing, dark and shiny like her favorite teddy bear she had growing up, she could definitely get lost in his eyes. At that moment he decided to jump out the window and get it over with “Can I get ya number to call you sometime?” “Now you know I couldn’t do that. Don’t you mess with my cousin Nona?” Ty asked looking at him with a slight smile. A caught out look flashed across his handsome face before he quickly gained his cool, biting on his bottom lip. “Sorry partna I don’t get down like that. Maybe in another lifetime it would’ve been different.” Nice smirked and nodded his head up and down. “A’ight, I can respect that ma,” he said stepping away from the car. Ty chucked him deuces before throwing her car in drive and taking off. She glanced in her rearview mirror and almost couldn’t breathe. Damn he was fine, but he had a rep of being a hoe. Not to mention he had dealt with her cousin and she just couldn’t be bothered with the drama.
After watching Ty pull off Nice hopped in his truck and pulled alongside Los. He bent his neck to get a better look inside Los’s car and noticed Lucky sitting shotgun. A smile slowly spread on his face. “Oh, I see what it is, that’s why you left me riding dolo. Well I’m glad you finally got baby girl wit you, now you can stop blowing down my phone sounding like a bitch talking about why she didn’t ask you for your number and shit,” Nice cackled before rolling up his window and peeling out of the parking lot. Los followed Nice’s truck with his eyes, seething inside. He wanted to beat the hell out of Nice for trying to be on some funny shit like that. Lucky sat silent as if nothing happened, even though she was smiling inside.
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nbsp; “You wit me tonight mami?” Los asked staring into her eyes. Lucky bit her bottom lip nervously and shook her head with a slight smile. They drove around the city for over an hour just enjoying each other’s company. He gripped the steering wheel with one hand and held her hand with his other while he drove. Lucky held his hand feeling safe and content. Los found himself contemplating whether or not to bring her home with him. He quickly decided against bringing her to his home for two reasons. One, he was too tired to drive way out to his home, which was over an hour outside of Philadelphia. And two, even though he couldn’t deny feeling some strange type of connection to Lucky that he couldn’t explain, he didn’t trust her enough to let her know where he rest his head. Doing shit like that was the quickest way to get yourself set up, found in your own crib bound and gagged with a hole in your head.
He pulled up in front of a posh, upscale 5 star hotel in Center City Philly. There was a fancy uniformed bellhop standing at the entrance of the hotel, and a valet worker waiting to park the car when they pulled up. Los looked over at Lucky who seemed alarmed and scared as hell. He wanted to laugh at the look on her face. He held it in though not wanting her to feel any more uncomfortable than he assumed she did. “Lucky Charms, calm down, it’s not what you thinkin. I’m not gonna pull no slick shit. I’m just tired, and I live too far from here. You said you was wit me right? Then c’mon ma,” Los urged before sliding out of the car, stretching and yawning. He was already out of the car heading towards the entrance while Lucky was still sitting in the car looking petrified. Lucky was apprehensive, she hadn’t planned on going to a room with him or sexing him. A part of her wanted to back down right now, demand that he bring her to Ty’s house, but that would look so immature of her. Besides, the other half of her wanted to stay with him. Calm down. He said he wouldn’t try anything. Lucky stepped out of the car accepting Los’s outstretched hand and whatever else came with being with him.
Los rented one of the presidential suites. The best way to describe it was magnificent. She had lived in Philly all her life passing the hotel hundreds of times never stepping foot inside. It wasn’t hard to tell the hotel was expensive and lavish from the outside but from the inside, wow! The suite was very spacious and tastefully decorated. The one bedroom two bath suite had a full kitchen and master bath with separate Jacuzzi tub and walk in shower. The floors and vanity tops in both the bathrooms and kitchen were covered in beautiful granite and marble. Large flat screens hung from the bedroom and living room walls adding a contemporary look to match the contemporary furnishings. A stairwell in the corner of the living room lead to a loft area set up as an office with a beautiful cherry wood desk.
After Lucky did her little tour of the large suite, she returned to the bedroom to find Los sitting on the large king sized bed on the phone. She immediately assumed it was another female on the other end of the line and couldn’t help but feel disrespected. He was here with her yet he was chatting on the phone with another chick. Just when she was about to check him she overheard him say Mom.
“I’m fine don’t worry. Yeah I’m okay, I don’t know who got popped last night but it wasn’t me, cause I wouldn’t be talking to you right now. No it wasn’t anybody I know. Yeah mom they fine too. What you doing up at 4 in the morning anyways? Go get some sleep. Love you too.” Lucky ear hustled on his convo while she stood in the doorway. She smiled when he told his mother he loved her. She wished at times she could talk to her mother, there were so many things left unsaid between her and her mother.
Carlos looked up to catch a strange look on Lucky’s face “What up? What’s that look for?” “Ha? Oh nothing.” Lucky didn’t want to admit that his conversation with his mother had brought up some old memories of her own mother. She couldn’t let him in on that private, vulnerable side of her, she barely knew him. He looked at her skeptically as if he could read through her but decided to change the subject and let it go. “Well I’m bout to take a shower,” he announced nonchalantly as he got up off the bed and made his way to the bathroom closing the door behind him. Lucky wanted so badly to take a shower herself after being in a club packed with sweaty bodies and Kush clouds thick enough to be mistaken for LA smog, she didn’t exactly feel fresh. Fuck it, I’ll just take a shower and put on one of those expensive terry cloth robes in the closet.
15 minutes later the water in the bathroom stopped and Los emerged with a washcloth on his head and a towel wrapped around his waist. Water was glistening on his muscular chest and arms. Lucky stared at his body shamelessly and unconsciously licked her lips swiftly. Anyone could tell he had a nice body when he was clothed, but with his clothes off the view was even sicker. His arms were nice and big; the tats that marked his body almost looked as if they didn’t belong on something so perfect. She was happy to see that he had 4 tats total and his body wasn’t completely inked up. His 6 pack was defined all the way down to that lower stomach muscle that made dudes look like Ken dolls. The best way to describe him was lean and muscular almost like an Olympian swimmer. Lucky caught herself staring and wanted to make sure she wasn’t standing there with her mouth hanging open so she bit her bottom lip. A sexy grin spread across Los’s face slowly “Now tell me you aint feelin the kid,” Los said in a cocky joking manner. Lucky blinked rapidly feeling her cheeks flush not believing he had put her on the spot like that. She turned away with the quickness, looking at a blank spot on the wall. “Nah Lucky I’m just fuckin wit you. Don’t get mad,” he said with laughter in his voice. She turned back to face him just in time to see him plopping down on the bed face down, spreading his arms out. The muscles in his back, shoulders and arms flexed causing Lucky to almost fall out. “I’m tired as hell,” he said through a yawn to no one in particular.
Lucky took that as her cue to take a shower and cool her hot ass down. She was in the shower for about 10 minutes and when she came out he was already asleep. A feeling of relief passed through her body. She crawled into bed making sure the belt to her robe was tied extra tight, being conscious of the fact she was totally naked underneath. Suddenly his arms snaked around her waist pulling her close to him. Her body went stiff as a board when he hooked his arm around her and laid his head on her chest. Shortly after laying his head on her chest his breathing went deep again as if he fell right back off to sleep. Lucky lay there on her back scared to even breathe too hard. Looking down at the top of his head she couldn’t help but to her fingers over his perfect waves that almost made you dizzy looking down at them. She started to play in his hair, running her fingers over his deep waves repeatedly amused by the texture of his hair; It was thick but at the same time really straight. He had what some people would call good hair. She played in his hair for a couple of minutes longer but then stopped realizing this might wake him. After Placing her hand back at her side she was caught off guard when he suddenly grabbed her hand and placed it back on top of his head. She burst out laughing partially embarrassed that he hadn’t been sleeping at all while she played in his hair. Her laughter caused her robe to move and her titties jiggled as she giggled. Carlos opened his eyes to a beautiful view. He knew he gave his word he wouldn’t touch her but he couldn’t help it. Slipping her robe to the side exposing her breasts he quickly moved to take her nipple in his mouth that reminded him off a chocolate morsel. Moans escaped Lucky’s mouth when Los began to suck and nibble on her nipple with just the right pressure. Lucky rubbed on the nap of his neck gently, enjoying the tingling sensations that ran up her spine. Flood gates began to overflow between her thighs causing her to feel slightly embarrassed that he had her flowing the way she was by only getting her titties sucked. To Lucky’s surprise she didn’t push him off, or tell him to stop when he took it further by sliding his hands under her robe to explore her body while continuing to feast on her titties. The heat between the both of them was at its boiling point. “Mmmm Carlos,” Lucky moaned as his hand slid between her thighs. Carlos slipped one finger inside her wetness moving in and out of her slowly. Lucky rolled her hips t
o match the motion of his hand, feeling herself began to drip like a leaky faucet. Carlos slid a second finger in her wet folds discovering the fit was snug. He figured it was because she just got out of the shower. But once he tried to insert a third finger causing Lucky to flinch and moan in slight discomfort, he knew right then that she hadn’t been broken in properly.