Fast Money and Cold Hearts

by Ghost

  The van swerved. It jumped a curb before he straightened it out, and stepped on the gas.

  More bullets riddled us. The passenger’s window shattered. I could see the dents forming inside of the body. One of the tires exploded and went flat.

  I punched Mikey’s ass again. Bam. “You bitch ass nigga, you was gone leave me back there to get killed. And after I stopped dude from killing yo punk ass only a few minutes ago? What type of shit is that?” I snapped. I leaned out of the window, and let my Glock ride back to back. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. It went empty. I released the magazine from its body, took an extra clip out of my pocket, and slammed it into the body of my gun and got to yacking at their asses until Mikey bent the corner. Blood was dripping from Mikey’s mouth.

  When we were well out of the vicinity. He pulled the van over, and rushed me, swinging wildly. “Pussy ass nigga. You got to fuck my wife, and bust my shit.” He was swinging wildly as hard as he could.

  I as ready for his ass. I took two of his blows, before I opened the passenger’s door, and made us fall on to the concrete on purpose. Once there, I got on top of his ass and started hitting him with blow after blow. I knew I was fucking him up because every time I hit his ass all he could do was groan in pain. His mask could only prevent a little bit of the pain.

  Mikey grabbed me, and we began to roll around on the concrete. “Let me up nigga. Let me up or I swear to God you’ll never see your daughter again. Her or Toya.”

  Bitch ass nigga. He never could fuck wit my bidness. My hands were lethal. Always had been. I released him and jumped up. “Nigga you was finna leave me back there. You was finna let them punk ass Russians kill me, and right after I saved yo fuckin life. What type of shit is that?” I snapped with my heart beating like crazy in my chest.

  He got up staggering around on the cobbled street. Behind us were three more pubs, aparking lot, and a big church. I thought it was odd to have a church, and a few bars on the same street, but apparently they didn’t think so in Moscow.

  “I wasn’t gone leave you. I was just getting the van ready. You should of never busted me in my shit. Fuck!” He spit out a wad of blood on the concrete.

  “Nigga on everythang mane, if you ain’t have my daughter I would of knocked yo shit out. I would of never pulled that fuck shit boy.” I was heated.

  He wiped his mouth. His lips were swollen from my punches. “Fuck you nigga. Yousa snake, ain’t no telling what you a do, but I don’t put shit pass you. That’s fa damn sho.” He bent over and spit on the sidewalk again.

  I rushed over and jacked him up. “I wanna talk to Shanté, man. Let me talk to my baby girl. I’m going crazy without her.”

  He balled up his face, and knocked my hands away. “Get the fuck off me boy! Fuck wrong wit you. I don’t owe you a muthafuckin thang whether you saved my life a not. You still crossed me. You lucky Shanté still alive. You know how we get down back home, bruh. Ain’t shit changed, nigga. Let’s go!” He bumped me, and jumped back into the busted down van.

  With every fiber of my being I wanted to put two into his back. This bitch ass nigga had me by the balls. I was missing Shanté worse than ever, and I was concerned that my baby was no longer alive. I didn’t know how much longer I could put up with his bullshit and his fuck boy ways, it was taking a toll on me. I missed my Princess.

  Chapter 8

  “Phoenix come on. Will you get your ass in already?” Natalia asked sitting in the red drop top Porsche, looking past me and toward the big mansion. “My mom said the only way I’m going shopping is if you tag alone, so come on and let’s go.” The sun reflected off of her shiny forehead. It felt like it was every bit of eighty degrees out side with very little wind.

  I stood in the long drive way in a black and gray, Gucci short set, over matching Airmax ninety fives. I had a fitted cap on to the back, and two diamond studs in my ear.

  “Shawty you already know that if I roll off wit yo ass it ain’t gon do nothing but get both of us in trouble. You got on that short ass Fendi skirt too. Got them thick ass thighs out and thangs. Mane its only so much a nigga can take.” I laughed, even though I was serious as hell though.

  She smiled her. “We family remember? We ain’t on none of that bullshit, I thought. I promise I’ll be a good girl. We’re just spending family time. Cross my heart.” She slid her finger across her B cup breasts. The swells glistened as if she’d used some kind of skin care product that had glitter inside of it. I could smell her perfume from where she sat and it was enough to make my piece twinge.

  Nastia appeared, and walked from the house. She slid her arm around my lower back, and kissed my cheek. “Hey Phoenix, why are you guys still here?”

  Natalia lowered her eyes, and looked irritated. “He was just inquiring about where all I wanted to go. Its nothing. We’re figuring it out. Go back into the mansion. Jeez.”

  Nastia, stepped to the side of me. “Natalia, you know I don’t like when you talk to me like that. Now show me some respect. I demand it.” She implored, stomping her foot.

  Natalia rolled her eyes. “Sorry mom. But hey look, we got this. We’re good. I’ll see you in a few hours. Cool?”

  Nastia slid her arm back around my waist. She leaned into my ear. “Hey, I could tag along if you want me to. Its really up to you.”

  “Mom please. Jesus Christ! I’ve been deprived of that side of my family all of my life. Just let us be. I’ll see you in a few hours.”

  Nastia sighed. She looked up at me, and kissed my cheek. “Okay then, you guys be safe. I’ll see you in about four hours. That enough time for you Natalia?”

  “Yeah.” She opened up her passenger’s door, and patted the seat for me. “Come on Phoenix, let’s roll out.”

  Nastia handed me a black card. “Get her whatever she wants, and you can get whatever you want as well. I’ma miss you.” She kissed the side of my mouth, and made her way back inside of the mansion.

  I jumped into the passenger’s seat and closed the door. Before she pulled off I adjusted the seat so that it fit my length, threw my seat belt around me, and rested my arm on the window sill. “Let’s ride shawty.”

  Natalia put the Porsche into gear, and pulled out of the driveway. There was a smile on her face as she reached over and wiped her mother’s kiss off of me.

  “I still can’t understand how you could let her kiss all on you, but hat’s none of my business. I’m just happy to get some alone time with you.” She sped out of the driveway, and along the winding road.

  “Aw yeah, what type of shit you got in mind besides this whole shopping thing?” My eyes went down and saw how the hem of her short skirt had risen just a tad. Most of her thighs were exposed. They were thick and golden. Damn she was so strapped, it was crazy.

  “Well.” She made a left turn, and pulled out of the wooded area then took another road that led to a highway, and got on it.

  “I was thinking that you and I have a nice lil picnic. Chat a little bit and get to know each other. I mean we are family. I want to ask you some questions, and I’m sure there are things that you want to know about me. Isn’t there?”

  “Not really. From as far as I can see you a spoiled lil bitch, that’s still sucking at her mother’s breast. I’m not impressed shawty. Ain’t no sense of fuckin wit you when I can fuck wit yo mama and get everythang that I need out of her. Fucking wit you is like fucking wit a unnecessary middle man.”

  I sat back, and enjoyed the breeze that was coming on to my face. I knew that my words were harsh but I needed to fuck with her brain a lil bit. I didn’t want her to think that she could get by with me just because she was bad. N’all, I was over that. Fuckin a bad bitch was a regular for me. Now days a bitch had to have more than just a pretty face and a nice body. They had to be on their shit. She had to be able to benefit me and my advancement in some sort of way.”

  “Damn, that’s harsh. Where is your compassion?” She asked looking over to me.

  I shrugged my shoulders. ‘That shit died a l
ong time ago.”

  She drove for a few seconds. “Phoenix there is more to me that meets the eye. If you are familiar with our blood line then you should already know that I have that boss shit in me. My father was a legend. And so is my mother. They came together to make me which means that I have to either be as good as them, or ten times better than them. I choose to be the latter.” She licked her sexy lips, and sped past another car on the highway and got behind a semi truck, before swerving around it and flooring the Porsche.

  I peeped Natalia from the corner of my eye. There seemed to be a certain confidence about her that was turning me on. “How you gon be that?”

  “I have my plans in place. Everything will happen when its supposed too. Until then I’m going to play my role because I do it so well.” She smiled again. Her dimples appearing on both cheeks. She definitely favored Taurus when she made certain faces. There was no denying that she was his daughter. “But what about you? Are you looking to be working under my mother for the rest of your life?” She eased off of the gas at the sight of a highway trooper up ahead.

  “Hell n’all. I’m my own man. Your mother is a crutch for me. I respect her slot, and by using it I’ll be able to advance into where I need to be. I refuse to be anybody’s worker for the rest of my life. I’m a boss by blood, just like you are.”

  Natalia nearly broke her neck to look over at me. She took a deep breath, and exhaled loudly before switching lanes again.

  “Phoenix, how was it growing up? Is our roots as twisted as my mother makes it seem?” She asked just above a whisper.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Like with my father, Taurus? Did he really have something going on with his mother?”

  “That’s what I heard. Ain’t nobody in the family deny it’s or make a big deal about it either, so I guess so. Why would you ask me that?”

  “I don’t know, I was just curious to know because that seems so far fetched. What would make a man turn to his mother in that way? And vice versa? Things must of really been rough for the both of them, huh?”

  I nodded. “I guess so. Like I said before, I’m just a few years older than you. Taurus is before my time.”

  “Yeah I know. But what about you though?”

  “What about me?”

  Natalia took an exit ramp before stopping at the lights briefly, and making a left and rolling down the road that led to the biggest mall in Moscow. Once inside she parked the Porsche, and turned off the engine.

  “I mean have you done anything with anybody in our family? You know, on that level?” Her eyes peered into mine hungrily. As if she was dying to hear about an experience from my past. There were so many that traveled through my mind. I didn’t know where to begin.

  “Natalia, our family is crazy. Our bloodline has its issues with boundaries, or the lack there of. All that forbidden shit that you’re feeling inside of you comes from our half. You will never be able to control it. You can only hope to suppress it, trust me.”

  She began breathing hard. Her face was flushed. “Phoenix, I need you to touch me right now. Please. My panties are soaked, and I’m throbbing like crazy down there.” Her heavy breathing increased. She opened her thick thighs, and arched her back. The hem of her skirt moved backward on her hips exposing the crotch of her red, lace, panties. “Touch me. Please Phoenix.”

  I slid my hand along that hot thigh, and squeezed it. Then I trailed it sideways until I came into contact with her middle. Once there, I rubbed her material, felt the thick lips, and smushed the panties inside of them. My middle finger traced a path up and down her lower lips.

  Natalia threw her head back. “Tell me I’m your lil cousin. Tell me I’m apart of the family. Please Phoenix. I need to hear it.” She reached in between her legs, and yanked her panties to the side. Her cleft appeared, wet and engorged. She licked her fingers and spread the sopping lips.

  I moved her hand out of the way. Her scent began to rise to my nostrils. I played over her pussy. Felt one lip, and then the other. I opened them far enough so I could see her clitoris. Then I was pinching it, and running my thumb in a circle around it.

  She jerked. “Aww, yes. Touch me Phoenix. Touch me there. I’m your family.”

  I slid two fingers into her as deep as I could. Her pussy felt hot and tight. Juices dripped out of her hole. I pulled them out and sucked them into my mouth. Tasted her essence, then I was fingering her again, this time at full speed.

  She threw her head back, and humped into my hand, . harder and harder. “Uh, you’re my family. You’re my family. Yes. Ooo. Fuck! Yes! I’m cumming Phoenix. I’m cumming!” She screamed and clamped her thighs over my hand. Shaking like crazy. Her nipples poked through her Fendi top. I rubbed all over he flat stomach and fingered her belly button ring, then I was back in her pussy again fucking in and out while she bounced up and down on my digits. Before she could cum again I placed the wet fingers on her lips, and watched her lick all over them , grabbed a handful of her hair, and right in the parking lot I tongued her down, while I rubbed all over her bald, yellow, pussy.

  “Let me suck that black dick Phoenix. Let me suck it right here and right now. I don’t give a fuck who sees.” She reached over and unzipped my pants, and began to work my dick out of it.

  I glanced around the parking lot, there were a few people going to their cars with bags in their hands. Others were pulling up preparing to go inside the mall. This was dangerous. We were in a drop top in Moscow. Anybody could have looked over and saw what was taking place.

  Natalia had my piece out, licking up and down it. She pumped it five times, and held it in her tiny fist, before sucking it into her mouth. She moaned around it. “Its sooooo big.” She said, with it still inside of her mouth. Suddenly she was sucking me like a porn star. Her lips traveled up and down at a fast pace. She added lots of spit and slurped it back up. Natalia was a beast. My eyes rolled into the back of my head a few times. I found myself humping up from the seat so I could get deeper into her mouth. She pumped me with her fist and sucked and sucked until I couldn’t hold it no more. Just as a few blond females walked toward us with a bunch of shopping bags in their hands, I tensed up and felt my seed spilling out of me and into her mouth. “Arrgh.” I hollered and came hard.

  She sucked harder, pumped me slower, and methodically squeezed as much of my seed out of me as she could. Natalia swallowed it all then licked all over the head. “You’re my blood. My family. We taste so good.”

  ***

  Twenty minutes later, I watched her try on fifty different outfits, and that didn’t include stiletto heels, and other forms of shoes. One thing I had to give Natalia her props on was the fact that she knew how to dress, and had swag. We wound up spending forty thousand dollars in Moscow’s version of Sak’s Fifth Ave, and then another ten grand in Victoria Secrets where I watched Natalia model one piece of lingerie after the next. She ended up getting me so hot with one red number, that I wound up following her into the dressing room, making her put her foot up on the chair, and squatting between her thighs. I opened her pussy lips and sucked on her clit while she rode my face like a savage. One of the sales girls broke up our party before I could get her off.

  After shopping, we wound up at the lake front, sitting on a towel on the sand. Natalia’d brought along a wooden picnic basket. It was filled with all kinds of sandwiches, potato chips, snacks and drinks. She sat across from me with her long hair blowing in the wind. “Phoenix, what if I told you that you didn’t need my mother to advance in the game?

  That all you needed was me? What would you say?” She placed two sandwiches on a paper plate, with some chips, and handed them to me.

  “I’d say you need to elaborate. Right now your mother got me plugged in all of the areas that I need to be plugged into. I got a lot of starving niggas back in Memphis that depend on me to feed their family, and the way I’m able to do that right now is because of your mother, so unless you’re talking some serious numbers, you need to shut that sh
it up.”

  Her nostrils flared. “You need to shut the fuck up Phoenix, and hear me out. Damn. Don’t let this light skin fool you. I’m still a sista. Our blood is still one in the same.” She grabbed a pink lemonade, and twisted the top off of it.

  “Aright, well let me hear you out. Go ahead and speak.”

  “N’all, now is not the right time. But you’ll see what I’m talking about. But answer my question, if all you needed was me in order to advance in the game, would you cut her completely off, and solely fuck wit me? That’s the question. I need an answer.”

  I leaned back on me elbows and surveyed the beach. It was packed. Every where I looked there seemed to be a fine ass white girl with a G string up her backside. Typically, snow bunnies weren’t my thing, but Russia had some of the baddest snow bunnies I’d ever seen in all of my life. They weren’t all that skinny either. N’all, these white girls had meat in their bones. Fat asses and all of that shit. Looking over the beach was like a white version of the Player’s Club. “Say shawty, if you was able to make shit happen on your own I would kick ya moms to the curb like a-sap. I mean I got mad love for her but you and I are family right?”

  She smiled. “That’s right.”

  “Then just like Taurus would, I would ride wit my family before anybody else. It can be me and you. I just gotta know what path you’re traveling down. I got a whole army that eat off of my plate. If I ever put my faith in you, you’d have to really show your ass baby. I believe you could. Its something in your eyes that’s telling me that.

  She climbed onto all fours, and crawled across the beach towel. Her face was a inch way from mine. Those pretty blue eyes were gorgeous. “You gave me the answer that I needed to hear. Now just chill and I’m going to handle my business. You’ll see.” She kissed my lips. As she held the side of my face, her tongue danced all over mine. I didn’t know what she had up her sleeve, but something in my soul told me that it was going to be good.