Fast Money and Cold Hearts

by Ghost

  There were head nods all around. Masks were pulled down. Fully automatics cocked. I looked behind us and saw the other vans following ours. My throat got dry.

  The driver turned into the busy parking lot. It looked as if there were more than a hundred people out. Some were at their cars. Others were dancing with a partner. Music blared from more than one whip. There were woman and children everywhere. Just as I was about to call everything off, Dragon stepped out of one of the buildings with a plate of food in his hands. He strolled into the parking lot and headed toward a group of Black Haven killas that wore blue bandanas around their necks.

  The van that Smoke was in sped ahead of the pack, and slammed on its brakes. The side door swung open right in front of the mass group of Black Haven residents. And then the rapid shots were fired.

  Pop-pop-pop. Pop-pop-pop. Pop-pop-pop.

  Our other vans came and slammed on their brakes, and more of the same took place.

  Doom-doom-doom. Doom-doom-doom. Doom-doom-doom. Fire spit from their cannons.

  The people ran. A bunch fell. Dragon ducked behind a car and tossed the paper plate full of food to the ground. From my vantage point I could see him up two pistols from his waist. He cocked them simultaneously.

  As soon as the door to our van slid open I was chopping down his entire section. The Tech Nine hollered loudly. It shook in my hand. Beside me my shooters bucked and bucked. We were wetting every thing in sight. I sent a bunch of shots at Dragon until he rolled under a car. I didn’t know of he was hit or not. I had visions of jumping out to see if he needed to be finished off when a group of niggas ran from the building bucking at our whips.

  Boom. Boom. Peeyon. Peeyon.

  Those were the sounds of the bullets as they coursed through the air hitting random targets. There appeared to be about twelve of them. All of them were popping.

  Our troops returned fire, and immediately they began to fall one right after the other. I held my Tech and let it ride until it clicked on empty. I looked around the parking lot and saw a bunch of bodies laying on the pavement with puddles of blood underneath them.

  “Let’s get the fuck out of here!” I hollered.

  ***

  That night, me and Kamya were in the bed, hugged up, while we watched the Breaking News report of what had taken place earlier that night.

  “Dang Phoenix, it seem like people are just losing their mind. That is fifteen lives lost in one night. This world is coming to an end.” She shook her head and continued to rub all over my abs.

  “I’m thankful that you weren’t over there kicking it with them Black Haven niggas. Cuz I would lose my mind if anything ever happens to you.”

  I held her more firmly.

  “Baby, I’m good. When its my time to go its just my time. I feel like I got a long road ahead though. The last thing on my mind is meeting my Maker.”

  She sat up, and ran her fingers through her hair. “I got a secret date wit Mikey tomorrow. He wanna take me out somewhere. I’ma handle that nigga wherever we are. I can’t focus knowing that he’s alive and well. Sooner or later I know that he’s going to try and do something to you. The woman in me won’t and can’t allow that to happen. He gotta go cuz. That’s just how I feel.” She climbed over my waist. Her short negligee rising on her hips.

  “That nigga ain’t saying where he tryna take you?”

  “Nope. He just said its going to be a surprise. He told me to make sure that I didn’t tell you because y’all are still experiencing bad blood.”

  She leaned all the way forward. The material sailed upward, and exposed her backside. There was a black thong that separated the globes. She sucked my lips. First the bottom one, then the top and ended by swiping her tongue over the both of them.

  “Baby, I don’t trust this nigga. What if he just trying to find another way to attack me. Say that fool snatch you up and end up holding you hostage like he did Shanté? I already gave his punk ass a mini pass over her. Well for now anyway. If something happens to you I’ma tear this mafuckin city up.”

  “Aw-uh.” She kissed my lips again.

  “You’d do all of that for me?”

  Kaya’s hand was between our bodies. She stroked my dick up and down, situated herself over the top of it, and then slowly worked it into her body, closing her eyes.

  I felt her heat engulf me and I shuddered. It was so hot and tight.

  “Hell yeah. Fuck. Yeah I’d do that for you Kamya. You’re my baby. You should already know. Uh. That.” I licked her neck.

  “Ride me lil cuz. Ride me like a ho one time.”

  She bounced up and down, and popped her hips forward, over and over.

  “Okay. Okay. Okay. Unnnn. Okay.”

  She threw her head back. Held on to my shoulders and rode me for dear life, while I rubbed all over that southern ass. That mafucka was jiggling like crazy. She was so thick down low. I couldn’t get enough of that pussy.

  “I’ma ride for you. Uhh. I’ma kill for you Phoenix. I swear to God I am.”

  Kamya popped that pussy faster and faster. Her titties were in my face. The hard nipples brushed over my lips until I trapped them, and sucked hard.

  “Uhhh fuck! I love when you touch meeeee-yuh!” She rode me as fast as she could. Sap was oozing out of her pussy.

  “Argh. Argh. Yeah cuz. Yeah cuz. Gimme this forbidden pussy. Gimme this shit. Uh! Uh! Hell yeah. You my bitch. Tell me you my lil bitch.” I held her hips and forced her to ride me faster.

  Kamya bounced up and down with her breasts smacking against her rib cage. Her tongue traced circles all around her lips.

  “I’m yo bitch. I’m yours Phoenix. I’m yours. Uhh fuck!”

  “I’ma kill him for you baby. That’s on our blood.”

  She wrapped her arms around my head, and held me while she fucked my pole. Squishing sounds emanated from between our legs. Her pussy got hotter and hotter.

  I stood up and held her against the wall and tossed her up and down, long stroking that fresh pussy. I felt the ridges inside of her cat. Her tunnel clung to me like a fist that was beating my meat. Kamya licked my face, and then she started sucking on my earlobe. Her tongue entered my ear canal. I couldn’t help but to moan, and fuck her harder and harder.

  She screamed, and dug her nails into my shoulder blades.

  “You killing my pussy. You killing my pussy, Phoenix. Aww my God. I belong to you. I belong to you. I’m cumming.” She was shaking like crazy. So much so, that I almost dropped her.

  I fell to the floor to the floor with her and kept right on long stroking that tight, hot, pink, pussy until I came deep within her channel, shooting glob after glob. When I pulled out, I let her suck her juices from my dick. While she del throated me as best as she could I took it upon myself to lace her.

  “Look, I’ma let this nigga take you out, and you gon be flirty wit him the whole time so he can try and get some of this pussy.” I reached between her legs and cupped her mound. I slid my fingers up and down her silky crease that was oozing her fluids while I pinched her clit.

  She popped my dick out.

  “Tell me what you want me to do. Just tell me and its done.”

  Kamya popped me back into her mouth and proceeded to suck with reckless abandon. We made eye contact. Her light brown eyes looked so good to me.

  “You gon get that nigga to get naked and away from his tool. Just when he think he about to slide in this young pussy, yo real nigga gon buss through that bitch and hit his ass up. That’s gone be the end of Mikey right there.”

  I grabbed a handful of her hair and held onto it while her head bobbed up and down in my lap. She’d added so much spit that she made these real loud slurping sounds that sent tingles through me. I could feel her tongue tracing circles around my piece head. Kamya lightly nipped it with her teeth, and it became too much. I pulled back and came all over her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked me back in, pumping my dick up and down at full speed. I continued groaning and cringing until all of my see
d was in her belly.

  ***

  Afterwards we’d cuddled back up in the bed. She sat up and looked down at me. “You okay Phoenix?”

  I’d been laying in the hotel bed thinking about Shanté. My cousin Sabrina had convinced me to allow Shanté to spend two days with her, and I’d agreed to it it. I wanted to have some alone time with Kamya anyway. We needed to get an understanding when it came down to how we were going to handle Mikey.

  “Aw, I was just laying here thinking about Shanté. I was gon call over there to check on her, but seeing that it’s two in the morning that don’t seem too smart. I guess I’ll wait for the morning.”

  “Phoenix, Shanté is in good hands. Dang you’re over protective.” She rolled her eyes.

  “You should be focused on me anyway. Life is so short. We don’t know how many times we’ll be able to lay up like this.” She snuggled up to me.

  “You do know that the way you put that plan down that it may not go the way you’re envisioning it. Mikey is sorta smart when he wants to be. I’m sure he expects something. I’m going to have to out think him. No matter what the end result will be the same. You’ll see.” She rubbed my chest.

  “Do you trust me to handle my bidness?” She looked up at me and waited for my response.

  “Hell yeah I do. I know you’re a savage baby. I just want you to be careful. That’s the most important thing to me.” I kissed the side of her forehead.

  “I’ll murder a nigga over you quick, and wit no hesitation.”

  I’ll do anything for you too, Phoenix. I love you with all of my heart.” She hugged he and yawned.

  “Can you just hold me for a few hours? I want to feel safe and secure in your arms.” She climbed up further, and clung to me.

  “I got you baby.” I said as I felt her warmth and inhaled the natural scent of her. “Within these arms of mine you will always be safe. Kiss me before you drift off Kamya.”

  She raised her head and kissed my lips. Minutes later she was snoring lightly, while I rubbed all over her ass. We had to come up with an iron clad plan first thing in the morning so we could finally get rid of Mikey. Dragon would be next on my list.

  Chapter 17

  I wanted to go at Smoke’s chin the next day, but he wound up going out of town. I was devastated. I wanted to get rid of his ass like a-sap. But it was what it was. He would be back in a few days according to a few insiders. Before he left he and Kamya got an understanding that he insisted upon. Kamya was set to go out on a date with Mikey, on the same day that Smoke threw a pool party at Coachella for majority of the Orange Mound. While everybody was popping bottles, Perks, and Oxys, pretty much enjoying themselves, I was worried sick about my lil cousin and waiting for her impending call. It was eleven o’clock at night. I stood a few feet away from the twenty five meter pool, watching a bunch of thick ass hoes jump in and out of the water wearing skimpy G strings. Their asses were so fat that I couldn’t help the way my eyes were glued to them. I had a few hoes from the Mound on my list to get up with after it was all said and done.

  Smoke walked up to me with a bottle of Rosé in his hand. He looked high as fuck. Knowing him, he’d probably popped a couple Perk thirties. He had a big smile on his face. His eyes were low as a basement.

  “Say Mane, look at all these pretty hoes. Its pussy from wall to wall in this bitch.” He took a nice swallow of the champagne again.

  I looked around, the pool had to have at least a hundred bitches from the projects. Ninety percent of them were strapped. Moneybagg’s ‘Big Facts’ played from the speakers of the massive hotel pool area. There were a bunch of dudes there too. Most of them were from our Duffle Bag Cartel. They sat on the deck of the pool with a bottle of champagne in one hand and a blunt in the other. Some of them were singing along to the lyrics of the homie’s track. About twenty feet away from the pool area we had a nice concession stand set up with all kinds of food and drinks when people got hungry. It looked real good. A few of the women from the projects ran it and kept everything in order.

  “Yeah, this mafucka lit.” I agreed.

  There were two thick ass broads twerking against one another on the pool steps. One was a red bone, the other dark skinned and strapped. Their asses splashed the water and created a mini tidal wave. The fellas from the deck cheered them on, along with a few of the women.

  Smoke leaned into my ear. “Nigga guess what?”

  I continued to watch the action. Now three more females had joined the contest. They wore G strings that did little to hide their pussy lips.

  “What’s that?”

  “We got three of the Bitches from the Mound holed up with that nigga Dragon right now. They just checked into his lil duck off in west Memphis. Lil bitches gone get shit kicked off, drop something in his drank, and then we gon trap through that bitch and finish him and a few of his potnas. Tonight gon be sweet, bruh. I’ma keep you in tune.” He slapped his hand on my shoulder, and walked off.

  I nodded and watched two Spanish hoes make out by the concession stand. They rubbed all over each other’s asses, squeezing them, pulling their panties to the side so they could feel each other’s monkeys. I was shocked at the brazen display of affection in front of everybody.

  “Yo, that’s what I’m talking about. Matter fact, every Bitch in here strip. I want all you hoes naked. Let’s go.” Smoke hollered, pulling his beater over his head. Next his thumbs were in his boxers. He pulled them down his thighs and off, revealing his piece, stroking it with his right hand.

  All around everybody began to strip, niggas and bitches. The two Spanish broads by the concession stand helped each other to slide their panties down each other’s ankles, and off. Once they were all naked, Smoke walked around with a glass bowl full of pills handing them out two at a time. Before he stepped away from the person he handed them to, he made sure that they popped them, then he was on to the next person. Before it was all said and done he’d made his rounds three times doping up the entire party. He walked over to me and offered me some.

  “Say Boss, deze dem sixties right here. And deze is pure Mollie. You fucking around?”

  I looked over the bowl as the next track by Moneybagg came out of the speakers.

  “You say its a guarantee that we gon be able to move in that nigga Dragon tonight?”

  He popped two of the pills and crushed them with his teeth, made a sour faces and swallowed. Behind him a small orgy appeared to be taking place.

  “If not tonight, then the first thang in the morning.”

  “Den I’m good. I wanna turn up like a mafucka but I wanna enjoy fucking this nigga over too. So you gon head. I’ma keep my mind clear so I can finesse the plan ahead. You feel me?”

  His eyes were low.

  “Bruh, we from the Mound. Mafuckas been popping pills every since we were born. I’m still gon handle my bidness. I got a lot of bad blood with this clown which is why I had to set this plan in motion. I think we’re getting our money right which is cool. But, we slacking on this war shit. But its all good. I’ma get all of this under control.”

  “What?” It sounded like he was taking a shot at my leadership.

  Before he could answer a pretty ass dark skinned female with light brown contact lenses came and knelt in front of him. She stroked his piece, and licked it’s head.

  “This bitch turnt Smoke. How can a bitch be down wit that Duffle Bag shit?” She sucked him into her mouth, and started to go town. Her juicy lips pulled and tugged on him.

  “Damn shawty. Wit a mouth like this I’m pretty sure we can figure something out.” He closed his eyes and fucked in and out of her mouth.

  Both of the Spanish broads came over and rubbed the front of my Gucci pants. The prettiest one had on a shade of red lipstick. She kissed my cheek.

  “Papi, you’re Phoenix right?” Her tongue trailed to my ear, then she dropped to her knees, looking up at me.

  Her friend sucked on my neck. She slipped her hand past my waistband, and into my boxers before
taking a hold of my dick, and squeezing it.

  “Yeah, aren’t you the head of the Duffle Bag Cartel?” She dropped to her knees beside her friend.

  I laughed. “Yeah shawty, that’s my slot. What it is?”

  The one with the red lipstick worked on pulling my dick out.

  “Well, word is that you’re getting money. We’re trying to be down by any means. Its fifteen of us. All bad, and all about our paper. What do you say we have a sit down with the two of you soon?” She looked from me to Smoke.

  “Say shawty what’s yo name?” I asked, as she pulled my dick out, and rubbed it along her cheek.

  “Chilanga. I’m from Mexico City, baby. Loyal as they come.” Her thumb traced around my dick head.

  “And I’m Chili, we’re sisters and looking for guidance.” Her sister said, resting her cheek against Chilanga’s.

  The dark skinned bitch took a condom out of her bra, opened it, and placed it into her mouth. She took a hold of Smoke’s piece and slid the condom down his dick, and bent over the concession stand. That fat ,chocolate booty was in the air. Below it, her cleft was shaven, and meaty.

  Smoke slid into her.

  “Get them bitches information, Phoenix. Its always room for hoez in our thang especially if they about them ends.” He said, taking a hold of her hips and going to work, hitting that pussy hard.

  Instead of letting the sisters suck me up, I pushed their heads away. My shit was still kind of tender from when me and Kamya had gotten down only a few hours prior. Plus I ain’t have a condom on me, and these hoes seemed like they was bout that life. Instead I wound up getting their information, and setting up a time and place I could meet up with them. If there were fifteen bad hoes that were apart of them that looked like they looked, I knew for a fact I could turn them into profits of some kind of way. Any nigga that started out with a strip club with fifteen women was destined for greatness if he had his head on straight. I was thinking about something like that, and a whole bunch of other shit.

  While I was trying to get an understanding with the Spanish women, the party turned into a straight all out orgy. Everywhere I looked a bitch was getting smashed. A nigga was getting sucked. Two hoes were eating each other’s pussies. There was so much moaning and grunting going on that I couldn’t think straight. After I handled my business with them I stepped out of the pool area and called Sabrina to ask her how my daughter was doing. She assured me that she was fine and sleeping. That eased my mind. We chatted for a few minutes, and then I ended our communication, and waited around for Kamya to call me with a progress report of her situation.