Dope Boyz Who Love Hood Gurlz 2

by Lady Lissa

  I guess the look on my face told him all he needs to know.

  “I guess he don’t because yo face tells every thang. Now how much I gotta pay you for another round with that good pussy?”

  “Muthafucka you got me fucked up! You will never touch this pussy again, got that?” I ask him feeling confident that he would back off.

  “Well let me see what Rico gotta say bout yo lil’ side job, and see if he’ll let me ride then.” As if Rico heard the conversation veering towards him, he walks up on the scene.

  “Sorry I took so long yo. That line was long as fuck. What did I miss? You two look like y’all ready to battle it out or something.”

  “Nah, nothing like that. I was just trying to figure out where I know yo girl from and then it came to me,” he begins but then looks at my face and says, “I think I seen her at the mall one day. I guess she got one of those familiar faces.”

  He smiles at me, and I know that this is not the end of this conversation between Noah and I. When Turk comes over to holla at Rico, he slithers close to me.

  “My number is 678-297-6969. Shouldn’t be too hard to remember right? If I don’t hear from by the end of the week, Rico gon’ hear from me. And believe me when I say that I will tell him everything you been doing since he been gone.”

  Rico comes up and Noah says, “I’ma hit you up later Rico. Glad you home man. We need to get together and talk, maybe next weekend we can hook up.”

  “Yea, fa sho!” Rico says as they dap it up and Noah walks out.

  As I lean up against, Rico I really just want to go home because I can’t even enjoy myself anymore after this. How can I finally get my man back home, then have to deal with this shit? My mind is reeling because I have to talk to my sisters about this one. This is one of those times when I need them the most.

  Chapter Ten

  Rico

  My baby’s attitude has changed and I’m not sure why. We were here having a great time and then all of a sudden her mood just switched up. Maybe she’s just tired. I mean since I been home, I have been wearing her ass out. I haven’t had pussy in three years, so I was really putting in that work the past two weeks. She could barely wake up to go to class so maybe that’s it, my baby is just tired.

  I lean over and whisper in her ear, “Are you ready to go home? You tired?”

  She leans closer to me and says, “Just a little bit but I don’t wanna take you from your party. All these people are here to welcome you home and I want you to enjoy yourself.”

  “I have been enjoying myself. I mean it is almost two in the morning, so anybody who wants to party later than that can do it without us. I’m kind of tired too and I wanna make love to you before we fall asleep. So I’ma need yo sexy ass to keep them eyes open just a little while longer.” I say to her with a smile.

  “Then let’s go. We gon’ drop Ronnie off okay?” She asks as if I would say no. Lil’ Ronnie is like my baby sister, so if we leave you can bet she’s leaving too.

  “Hell yea we gon’ drop her off. I am not leaving my lil’ sister here all by herself. Where she at anyway? Go get her lil’ ass so we can go.” I tell her and she goes to look for her baby sister.

  I down my last bit of drink and wait for her to hunt down her sister when out of nowhere comes my ex. Tasha. I haven’t seen Tasha since before I went to jail. She was just standing there like she expects me to start speaking, but the only lady I’m looking for is Vanity. Since I got out and came home to Vanity, that girl got me wide open. I see now how Vega can be all up Cruz’s ass for love, because that’s how I’ve been feeling about Vanity.

  Tasha clears her throat when she sees that I ain’t paying her ass no mind. Tasha and I hooked up for about a year before I met Vanity. Me and her still fucked from time to time after I met Vanity, but that was before she and I got serious. Once Vanity and I decided to take it to another level, I dropped Tasha like a hot potato and she’s been feeling some type of way ever since.

  “You not gon’ say hello Rico? I haven’t seen you in almost four years and you can’t even give a sista a hug. Why you be acting all brand new and shit?” She asks as she steps closer trying to pull me in for a hug. I push back off her ass because I ain’t hugging or kissing this chick at all.

  “Tasha I’m here with my girl, so why don’t you go back wherever you were before you came over here.”

  “Really Rico? I mean is that how you really feel about me? Don’t you even miss me a little bit? You know we had some good times back when we was fucking. We used to fuck like rabbits. Yo ass couldn’t get enough of me.” She says still trying to get close to me. I backed away while pushing her off me, as she gives me the evil eye.

  “Back up off me girl. Didn’t I just tell you, I’m with my girl? Go on bout yo business and get out my fuckin’ grill.”

  “Just give me a hug, one hug and I’ll leave.” She says as she tries to reach for me once more and one again I back her off me.

  “Oh, so that’s how it is? You gon’ treat me like some STD but you gon’ treat that hoe like a princess. How you gon’ do me like that when you got a hoe for a girl? I ain’t never stood on no stage and took my clothes off for no group of men. Maybe you should rethink who you fuck with because you can’t turn no hoe into a housewife, and that bitch a straight hoe!”

  All of a sudden, Vanity comes from out of nowhere and punches ole girl in the head. I didn’t even see that shit coming, so I know she didn’t see it either. Her other girls wanna jump in but looking at me and lil’ Ronnie they know better.

  My girl Vanity is busting the chick in the eye and in the head. I mean she is going hard as fuck. I haven’t seen my girl beat a chick up since before I got locked up. Just watching her wipe the floor with this triflin’ bitch is making my dick hard. I need to pull her off this chick so we can go home and get it in. I can’t wait to fuck my girl. Oh Lord I can’t wait.

  I grab her by her waist and lift her off the chick as the three of us head out the door. I don’t even look back to see if Tasha was even able to get her ass off the floor. But that’s what the fuck she gets. Everybody should already know by now that my girl and her sisters don’t play that shit. Cruz would kill a bitch behind Vega’s ass and after watching Vanity in action with Tasha’s ass just now, I’m sure she would do the same for me.

  Once we got outside I size her up to see if she’s alright. I should have known that this fight would just make her horny. She grabs me and starts kissing me hard and passionate, right there on the sidewalk. Lil’ Ronnie is standing there just waiting and I guess she got tired waiting because she says, “Can we just get the hell outta here? I mean all y’all gotta do is drop me off and y’all can finish that shit at home. Like ewwwwww!”

  “C’mon. Ronnie’s right. We got the rest of the night and all day tomorrow to get it in. But I’m so horny right now, so let’s hurry up and drop her lil’ ass off.” Vanity says as we all crack up laughing.

  We get in the car and head over to drop lil’ Ronnie off at her dorm. I pull up in front of the dorm and Ronnie leans over the seat to give me and her sister a hug.

  “Have a good night y’all.”

  “You too sis. Love you,” Vanity says.

  “Love y’all too,” Ronnie says as she heads into the building.

  “Now let me get you home so I can smack that ass. Girl, you turned me on with that fight. You know I haven’t seen you get down like that since before I went to jail. You handled that bitch like a little dishrag.” I tell her, as she blushes over in the passenger seat.

  “I had been watching that bitch push up on you for a lil’ while and was just waiting for the right time to bust her in dem damn chops. It would have been one thing if you were into it, then I would have had to check yo ass for disrespecting me. But that bitch was acting like she had no understanding so I had to give it to her.”

  “Yea, well, you and yo right hook ain’t changed a bit. I feel sorry for the bitch because when she wakes up in the morning, she ain’t gon’ be ab
le to recognize her damn self.” I say as we bust out laughing. I missed my girl while I was away, and I’m so glad that she ain’t changed. I mean she’s still sexy as hell. She’s still vicious with dem hands. And she still has the best and tightest pussy in the state of Georgia.

  Once we get on the highway it doesn’t take us long to get to the crib. We rush into the apartment and begin dropping our clothes from the door, all the way to the shower. Once we are in the shower, we begin kissing and I lift her up and drop that pussy on my hard dick. I’m pumping into her as she’s calling my name. I’m attacking that pussy like she was beating up Tasha’s ass. Her legs are wrapped around my waist and I have her pinned against the shower wall busting that pussy wide open. I kiss her with all the heat inside me. I love this girl so much.

  Vanity is the perfect woman for me. I mean how many niggas can say they spent three years in jail and had a woman waiting on the outside? How many niggas can say they have a ride or die chick like Vanity? This girl here, I’ma make her my wifey real soon. I love her that much. I ain’t never felt about anyone the way I feel about Vanity. I would actually kill for her. For real, for real.

  Chapter Eleven

  Turk

  Everyone is leaving the club and here I am looking for Ronnie. I know that she is still here, because her friend had left with some nigga. So I was leaving as well, but I need to find baby girl first. When I get outside I spot Ronnie talking to the same nigga that she was with when I first picked her up. I’m wondering where he came from because I haven’t seen him all night. But that’s fine cause their conversation is about to come to an end. As I make my way over to them, I see Tay approaching me. This bitch always has to show up at the wrong damn time.

  “Turk, can I talk to you for a minute?”

  “Nah, I done already told you that I'm not fucking with you like that.”

  “And why is that?”

  “Man, Tay go on somewhere.”

  “I just don’t get it. What did I do?”

  “You didn’t stay in your place,” I say before going over to Ronnie. I pray that she doesn’t clown.

  We connect eyes before she shakes her head at me.

  “Ronnie, come here and let me talk to you real quick.”

  “Turk, I know you see me talking.”

  “I don’t give a fuck.”

  “Nigga, I know you heard her say that she was talking,” the dude she’s with says, looking at me stupid.

  I smile and run my tongue across my teeth. This nigga obviously don’t know who I am. But I have no problem showing him, stepping to him, causing Ronnie to get between us. She places her hand on my chest before giving me a small push.

  “You have five minutes. Stay right there Courtney, I’ll be right back.”

  Yeah, fucking right, I thought.

  “What Turk?”

  “Look I'm sorry, a'ight. I didn’t mean to hurt yo feelings. That shit with Tay happened before we even had sex.”

  Before Ronnie can respond, Tay makes her way over to us. I can tell by the look in her eyes that she is ready to start some shit.

  “Can I help you?” Ronnie asks.

  “So this is why you’re done fucking with me? Because of this bitch, with the fake ass contacts?” Tay asks, completely ignoring Ronnie.

  What happens next surprises me and I’m sure it surprised Tay, as well. Ronnie hit the girl so hard it threw her off balance. She doesn't stop there either. She has Tay’s weave wrapped around her hand, while punching her in her head. Tay manages to catch her balance and hit Ronnie in the stomach, causing them to both fall. Ronnie lets go of her hair and starts swinging, landing every single punch.

  “Yo mama should’ve taught you some fucking manners. You don’t go around interrupting somebody’s conversation. That’s rude as fuck!” Ronnie yells, as she stands up right before kicking her.

  I didn't know Ronnie could fight like that. Hell, she so quiet that I thought Tay was gone beat her ass. She proved both of us wrong, making my dick hard in the process. I watch as she takes her once slick bun out, with her hair wild all over her head. I know that she is gone have to come home with me tonight. Fuck that other nigga and whatever they have going on. When I see Tay getting up and running towards Ronnie, I try to grab her, but she slips right past me. Ronnie is ready for her ass though. I guess Tay isn’t tired of getting her ass beat ‘cause she keeps trying, to no avail. I’m laughing as I pull Ronnie into my arms. I whisper to her to calm down as I walk her to my car. I know the club owner probably called the laws by now. As I look back I can see the nigga mugging me, but I want his ass to come try me.

  “I’m gone see yo ass again, you lil’ bitch!” Tay yells.

  “Tay, take yo ass home before I let her go.” I say, as I yell over my shoulder.

  “Fuck you Turk! And fuck that bitch too!”

  Ronnie is facing Tay because of the way I am hugging her. We are chest to chest but I can feel her fighting to break loose.

  “No fuck you, you matted weave wearing bitch. That’s exactly why he over here with me and not with yo triflin’ ass!” Ronnie yells.

  I can tell that she is pissed by the way her body is shaking against mine. When we are finally at my car, I lean her back against it, resting my face in the nape of her neck. I admit she smell so good, even though her body is very tense against mine.

  “Calm down,” I say, kissing her neck softly.

  “Just take me home.”

  I back up off, her letting her down at the same time. She opens my car door, gets in and slams the door shut. We’re leaving but I ain’t taking her lil’ crazy ass home. The ride to my house is a quiet one.

  “This don't look like my dorm room, Turk.”

  “I know that,” I say, as I park in front of my place.

  “All I asked is for you to take me home and you couldn't even do that right. Ugh, I swear,” she says as she crosses her arms underneath her breast, while rolling her eyes and shaking her head.

  “Girl, get yo ass out this car.”

  “No.”

  “Fine, then sit there. When you get ready you gon’ bring ya ass. You can’t sit in that car all night,” I say, as I get out the car.

  I look back to see if she’s playing. When I see that she ain't moving, I know just how stubborn she can be, but I will bet my last dollar that I will be winning tonight. I know for a fact that her lil’ ass won’t stay in the car, especially at almost four in the morning.

  Chapter Twelve

  Ronnie

  As I sit in Turk’s car watching him go into his house, words cannot explain how pissed off I am. Not only has he been getting on my last nerve, but the bitch that he messed with had the nerve to jump bad. She just doesn't know that she’s dealing with the right one. I haven’t had a fight since my junior year in high school. But that shit comes back to me like riding a bike. I don’t know who that girl was but she has me all the way fucked up, and so does Turk, with his super sexy ass. I didn’t want my feelings for him to get so strong this soon, but they are and now there is nothing that I can do about it. Why did he have to mess shit up? Now you can’t trust him, I thought. As I sit there I feel my phone vibrate. It’s a text from Courtney.

  Courtney: Are you alright?

  Me: Yea I'm fine.

  Courtney: Good I was worried about you.

  Me: Yea thanks for checkin' on me though.

  Courtney: No Problem??

  I put my phone down and seriously have to convince myself not to call one of my sisters. I know they are both laid up with their men, Vega and Rico, plus it’s time for me to put my big girl panties on. If I want them to stop treating me like a baby, I’m going to have to stop running to them every time something is wrong. I’ve been in the car now for a good twenty minutes. I am still pissed at Turk, shit be could’ve come to check on me. Not only that, but he needs to control his bitches. I ain’t about that fighting life, never have been. Drama just ain’t for me. Now Cruz and Vanity, I think they like to start shit, while I wil
l try to go the other way. Finally giving in, I open the car door, get out and walk up to the front door, to find that it is open. I go inside and spot Turk sitting on the couch in nothing but basketball shorts, his boxer briefs, and a pair of Nike socks. He looks up at me and smirks. I swear I can’t stand his sexy ass, I thought as I head to the kitchen. All the drinking and smoking at the club has my stomach growling. I find the stuff to make a sandwich. After I am done, I grab a soda and some chips before going to sit across from him. I see him staring at me but I proceed to eat my food like he ain’t sitting there.

  “Damn it’s like that?” he asks.

  “Like what?”

  “Why you ain’t make me a sandwich?”

  “I don’t see shit wrong with your hands and legs, Turk.”

  “Whatever shawty, that shit looks nasty anyway, with all that damn mayo.”

  Pray Ronnie, I think to myself as I flip him the bird. I don’t have time for Turk’s childish games. He kills me with his cocky attitude and smart ass mouth. After I am done eating, I take my plate to the sink and head up the stairs to his room. I am a lil’ tipsy and high at this point, so all I want to do is lie down and crash. I go through his drawers and find a pair of boxers and a wife beater for me to sleep in. I strip out of my clothes when I hear him behind me.

  “Damn shawty,” he says.

  He can look all he wants to, but he can’t touch me. I am standing there in only my bra and boy shorts. Bending over, I slide the boxers on before grabbing the wife beater and putting it on. I play like he isn’t even there as I climb into his big plush bed. The fluffy down comforter is everything to me at this point, so much so that I let out a soft moan unintentionally. That fight has my body sore as I don’t know what. That’s one of the reasons I don't like to fight. My body being this damn sore ain’t worth it, as I let out a sigh before pulling the covers over my head.