by Natavia
“I’m not crazy!” I told her.
“Umph! You fooling me! You have a man that loves you after you trashed his cars and all that other nonsense you been bringing to the table. You wasn’t there for him at his time of need. All you’ve been doing is being selfish, thinking about yourself and only your feelings! You tried killing him and yourself! Heifer, you are crazy!” she said blowing smoke in my face.
“What drug were you on? Be honest, you was smoking crack weren’t you?” she asked me whispering. Geraldine was always asking someone if they smoked crack.
“NO!” I yelled at her. She jumped up, getting her cross and bible. “Not today, Satan! Not today! LAWWDDDDDD heal this witch and make her become whole! Get whatever evil thoughts she has about cutting me up to eat me! Amen!” she said then she started reading a scripture out of her bible.
All of the sudden, I started laughing. “I just love you! I really do! You can make me laugh even during my hardest times!” I told her then I started crying.
POP!
She smacked me in the back of the head.
“Cut that shit out!” she said to me.
“I’m losing my man! He doesn’t love me! He doesn’t look at me! He doesn’t talk to me! All he does is make sure someone is here when he isn’t, so I won’t hurt myself!” I said to her.
“I don’t like you! But I feel sorry for you! So, we will get through this. Why is Kenjay acting like this? I heard through the grapevine that he slapped your silly ass twice!” she said probably listening to Britain and my phone conversations when she was around Britain.
“I’m married to a man that works for him and didn’t tell him!” I told her. Then her dramatic ass fell out onto the floor, kicking and carrying on. I could not believe this grown woman still had temper tantrums but you had to love her.
“LAWWWDDDDDDDDDD, adultery is a sin! She is going to hell!” she screamed.
“Only one in here needs Jesus is you! Get up off of that floor!” I told her. She looked at me while laying on her back with her arms and legs spread out.
Kenjay came into the house. “You really fucking gone crazy now! You killed Britain’s mama?” he asked, walking towards her. I caught her closing her eyes. He picked her up like it wasn’t nothing as she continued to play dead.
Geraldine opened one of her eyes then winked at me as my man carried her to the sofa. I could not believe how hot in the ass Britain’s mama was.
“Put her ass down! Ain’t shit wrong with her!” I told him.
“You little hussy! You see me trying to get my swerve on!” said says as Kenjay laughed, putting her down. I hadn’t heard him laugh in a while. His laugher was heartwarming and so was that killer smirk he always gave after he said something mean.
Geraldine squeezed his toned, muscled arm. “You sure you don’t want an older woman?” she asked him laughing.
“Woman, go ahead now! My shorty will kill me and you! Your bible won’t be able to save us! Besides, you can’t handle this shit here!” he said to her laughing. She playfully rolled her eyes. Geraldine was a bit too much at times.
“Damn, boy, you are fine! Let me have one of your cousins, then! Y’all are some pretty motherfuckers! If I was twenty years younger, I would have that little crazy heifer trying to kill me!” she said about me.
“See you later, Geraldine!” I said. She rolled her eyes at me then walked out of the door. She came back. “Here is my other cross! And here is a tube of holy water! When she acts a fool, throw the water on her then smack her upside the head with that cross! The demon will leave her body!” she said.
“Alright, thanks! I’ll see you later!” he said. She walked out of the door.
“She is something else!” I said then he walked past me. I grabbed his arm.
“How long are we going to go on like this?” I asked.
“How long are you staying married to that nigga?” he replied.
“Why are you doing this? You know I love you!” I told him.
“Love can get you killed!” he said then walked up the stairs. I followed behind then he started undressing. I licked my lips and a heat wave came over my body. I needed some and I needed it badly.
“I’m not fucking you!” he said to me.
“Why not?” I asked.
“Look, I’m not in the mood! I just found out some shit out about my pops! Too much shit is going on in my life right now! The person that needs to be in my corner, I can’t even trust!” he said to me.
“What do you want to know, Kenjay? Please, just tell me! I need you like you need me! We need each other! I don’t even give a fuck about what you did with Takera anymore!” I told him. Yes, I was that desperate to get into good graces with my man again!
His mood lightened up. “I didn’t mean that shit, Latavia! I didn’t even do that shit to hurt you!” he said, sitting on the edge of the bed. I climbed on then massaged his shoulders. I used to always do this when he would come home.
“I love you! I don’t love Dayquan! I married him in jail just to prove I was his down chick. But he was supposed to get twenty-five years and I couldn’t do that! He and I came to agreement that I would live my life! But then he came home and though I was supposed to be back with him. One day, over my parents’ house, he tells me that he is going to get me for alimony! He wants a percentage of what I worked hard for! Right before I was about to leave, he forced himself on me. I wanted to tell you, but I know how your temper is,” I said to him.
“Did you fuck him while he was locked up?” he asked me.
“No!” I told him.
“Then get that shit annulled! Y’all marriage wasn’t consummated! He cannot get shit from you! That’s the mind games he is trying to play on you! If you would’ve been told me, I wouldn’t feel like I can’t trust you!” he said then I kissed his neck.
“I even lost it by putting my hands on you! Shorty, you are able to bring a different type of nigga out of me! I don’t know if I can deal with that! The thought of you with another nigga has me in murder mode!” he said scaring me. I was scared of Kenjay when his mood changed but it wasn’t enough to make me leave him.
“I need you!” I said reaching around, feeling his hard-on. He knew that he wanted it, too. I kissed his neck then slightly sank my teeth into it. He bit his bottom lip. “You take your pills?” he asked me.
“Yes, Geraldine made sure I did!” I said laughing.
“I want your dick buried inside my deepest treasure, Kenjay! I want you to stretch me open and hit that spot like you always do! I need your big dick in me!” I said. His dick shot straight up.
“Your mouth is nasty as fuck, shorty! That’s how you trapped me into knocking you up the first time!” he said standing up, pulling his box-briefs down. His dick was gorgeous and he knew it. Those thick, strong veins got me every time.
“Whatever! You love it, boo!” I smiled.
“Hell yeah, I do! Now, enough of this mushy shit! Take your clothes off, shorty! Daddy is trying to hit a home run!” he said. I pulled my screen tee over my head, stood up then wiggled out of my PINK gray sweatpants.
“Turn around, shorty!” he said as he eyed my purple, lace thong.
“Bend that thick caramel ass over!” he said and I did. My hands were pressed firmly onto the bed.
He got down pulling my thong out of my ass with his teeth. He spread my cheeks then I felt his tongue kiss my lips.
“Kiss that pretty pussy, baby! Nibble on it!” I said gripping the sheets.
He spread my lips, sticking his tongue into my moist, pink center. Kenjay was nasty! He made noises like it tasted good as his tongue thrashed around into me. He gave it a big sloppy kiss that covered my whole pussy, sending me into an orgasm.
“You nasty-ass nigga! Suck my pussy harder!” I screamed as he applied more pressure. As I was about to orgasm again, he stood up, sliding his thick tool into me. He pressed my face into the bed by the back of my neck. I knew he was about to go all the way in.
“Grip i
t!” he said smacking my ass. I tightened my walls up around him. He was snuggled inside of me.
“FUCK!” he said as he gripped my hips, stroking me into a grind-like motion. He then pulled out, going all the way in again. He lay on top of me as he grinded into me so deep and hard, tears came out of my eyes like always. He rose up then started pounding into me, causing-puppy like noises to slip out of my mouth.
“Make this sloppy pussy hurt, Kenjay!” I screamed as he thrashed into me. I could feel the sweat around his pelvis area as my ass slammed against him. He hit that bone that sent a painful tingle up my spine. My body jerked then I burst into tears. I liked rough sex and although I couldn’t take it, I got pleasure from it.
He grabbed my arms, putting them behind my back as if he was locking me up. He slowed down pulling out of me only leaving his mushroom sized head in. “Slam it into me, baby!” I yelled.
“Shut the fuck up! Let me handle mines!” he said, slipping it back in and it hurt like hell as if he had never been in it. His thick width stretched me as he came to a hilt and I had an orgasm so strong I lost control of my body and went limp. I had a high, crazy sex-drive and Kenjay was the only man I had met that could fuck me exactly how I wanted it.
He turned me over then kissed me. He worked his way down to my breasts, as he entered me. He lifted my weak legs up, wrapping them around him. He held me down firmly as his strong hands gripped my ass. He looked me in my eyes. “You love your man?” he asked me smirking.
I blushed turning my head. He turned it back making me face him. “Look me in my face and tell me that shit,” he said as he slowly moved in and out of me.
“I love you, Kenjay!” I told him. He kissed me then he rested his head on my shoulder sucking my neck as he made slow passionate love to me like he never made before.
The next day, Kenjay got on the phone and handled my situation with Dayquan. He was so jealous that it was cute, though he knew I didn’t want Dayquan. He hung up with a lawyer.
“That shit is about to be taken care of!” he said.
“How are you going to get him to sign it?” I asked and he smirked.
“Don’t you worry about that!” he said.
“You didn’t tell me about your pops!” I told him.
“Shorty, that’s for another day! That’s a long-ass story and I swear the shit gave me a headache just trying to wrap my head around it!” he said to me.
The doorbell rang and I got up to get it.
“Get the fuck away from the door! I keep telling you about that! Do not open the door for nobody!” he said getting his gun out. He turned on channel zero so we could see who was at the door on the TV screen. I didn’t even know we had that.
“You have cameras around here?” I asked.
“Yup, recorders, too! That’s how I found out about you and that nigga, Shaw!” he said all smooth-like, walking to the door letting his annoying twin cousins in.
“What’s up, nigga?” Sameer asked him.
“Shit, what the fuck do y’all niggas want? I’m chilling with Latavia’s retarded ass! I was just about to get some pussy!” he said bluntly. I rolled my eyes then the doorbell rang again.
“Oh, that’s Siah! She came with us!” Jameer said opening the door. Kenjay’s cousin Siah walked in.
“What the fuck your ass doing here?” he asked, hugging her tightly. She pushed him.
“Ay, nigga, chill out!” she said to him.
“What’s up, shorty? How are you doing?” she asked me. Siah was Shine’s sister and was a straight up butch! She was drop dead gorgeous but she had a masculine look to her. Her eyes were slanted like the rest of the family and she had an olive skin tone with silky, long pretty hair that she kept in cornrows. Her swag reminded me of Snoop from “The Wire.” She had on black skinny jeans, a black wife-beater with a black leather jacket over it. She had a chain hanging from her belt loop on her pants that sagged off her ass. Her black Tims were untied, and she had Chinese letters on her neck. She was a hoe! A big hoe! She could give Sameer a run for his money.
I tried sneaking off because Kenjay’s whole family was just foul! All of them said what they wanted! Even Kenjay’s grandmother though I had never met his father’s mother.
“Where is your ass going?” Kenjay asked laughing.
“I hear my cellphone ringing!” I said. He went into his sweatpants, pulling my cellphone out.
“No, it isn’t!” he said.
“What are you doing with my cellphone?” I asked him.
“Because I got it! You are in the crib, chilling! What you need it for? Your clients got the house number!” he said. Kenjay just wanted to see if Dayquan was going to call.
Sameer’s phones rang then he answered it. “Naw, nigga, this isn’t Lo-Lo! Fuck you calling her phone for, nigga? Ay, young, if you smashing her or even eating her food, I’m murking your bitch ass!” Sameer said, hanging up.
“Y’all are some insecure-ass niggas! I don’t need to take my bitches’ phones! I just forward their calls to mines!” Siah said as if that made a difference.
“Shut your dumb ass up! Latavia already know what type of nigga I am! Fuck I need to be insecure for? I will kick you out of my house, Siah!” he said to her, meaning it.
“What do you want, anyway?” he asked Siah. Kenjay’s grumpy behind knew that he loved when his family came over.
“I want your fine-ass shorty to cook me something to eat! I tried getting one of my bitches to fix me some catfish and gravy over rice. My nigga, that shit was a mess!” Siah said.
“That’s because you don’t have a real dick! When you slinging good wood, they cook good food!” Sameer said then Jameer chuckled.
“Well, nigga, you must not be slinging shit! Narshae’s ass can’t cook!” Siah said then we laughed.
“Whatever, nigga! I will call both of my babies’ mamas over here to fuck you up!” Sameer said.
“Why did you take my cousin’s phone? I was just about to call her! What the hell is wrong with y’all people?” I asked.
“Your cousin fucking another nigga! A nigga she work with at that! Then, she got other niggas calling her phone! I told Lo-Lo’s big ass don’t fuck with my emotions! I caught the nigga she work with sneaking out of her crib four in the morning a few days ago! I whipped that nigga’s ass then drove his car to the chop shop!” Sameer said. My mouth dropped.
“You have a woman dumb ass! What the fuck is wrong with you? Kenjay, you need to talk to your cousin!” I fussed.
“That nigga grown! What the hell you want me to do? Y’all shouldn’t be cooking good food! You know my family always be making oriental type of shit! A nigga get tired of eating rice! You see Siah bitch ass driving all the way here for some of that country cooking. That’s why I don’t want nobody in my family running my soul food spots! They know nothing about that!” he said and they all agreed.
“Look, I need some pecan sweet potato pie, and ox-tail stew! Oh, and that cabbage you be making with the pig neck bones!” Siah said.
“What the hell? Fuck I look like? Y’all have gone crazy! Kenjay, get your damn cousins! And give me my phone back, shit! Y’all just made me mad!” I said, going off.
Kenjay pulled me to the side and I could hear Sameer telling them I was on something and that Kenjay needed to beat my ass again. His little rude ass!
“Shorty, your psychiatrist thinks that you need to be around people. That’s the only reason why I let people come over. I think cooking us something to eat will be good for you. You got to get back to your usual self. You want me shoot Sameer in the leg for you?” he smirked. Kenjay was a mind manipulator! Although what he said was true, his greedy ass just wanted me to cook!
“Where is Shine at? I haven’t been hearing from him. He’s a sweetheart and well-mannered!” I said. Jameer was too when he wanted to be.
“He’s taking care of something for me!” Kenjay said. The doorbell rang and Kenjay looked on the screen.
“Awww, shit! Lo-Lo is in the house!�
� Siah said, walking to the door.
My cousin barged in jacking Sameer up and he smiled. “What’s up, shorty? You miss daddy?” he asked her.
“Damn it, Lo-Lo! Fuck you stampeding in here for? I hope the rest of your rhinos don’t come barging in here!” Kenjay said then I pinched him.
“Where the fuck is my phone at, nigga?” she asked him. Lo-Lo had a thirty-inch, mermaid green weave in her hair. The color was loud but the way it spiraled was actually cute. She had on a pair of jeans with her crop purple leather jacket and white tank-top underneath. She was rocking a purple pair of some badass stilettos! I needed to ask her where she got them from. As always, her busy nails were intact! You never would have thought Lo-Lo had a good job with the way she acted. She was a paramedic.
“In my pocket! Why you do you have niggas calling your phone?” Sameer asked. Lo-Lo punched him in the stomach then went inside his pocket, getting her phone and a wad of money.