That Bona Fide Hood Love

by Shvonne Latrice

  “Ah.” I gasped lowly when he gripped my hips, pulling me closer to him as if we weren’t already chest-to-chest.

  He leaned down super close to my face, and I swear I could hear my heart beating like a bongo in my ears. My eyes damn near crossed as they focused on his lips coming toward mine. And the feeling of his hands very slowly caressing my hips and lower back repeatedly, had me ruining my underwear again.

  Right when he got about a half an inch away from my mouth, he paused. “How you love my brother but ready as hell to let me fuck you, virgin?”

  “I—”

  “Whatever the fuck yo’ plan is, end the shit. I want you up out of my spot and my brother’s life in the next forty-eight hours. I don’t give a fuck what you tell him, but make something up and get the fuck on.”

  And like that, Kaseem let me go, then tread out of the guesthouse as I stayed planted where I was, panting.

  I was scared as hell of Kaseem, but Jamal was a big fish that I wasn’t ready to throw back. I didn’t know what the fuck to do.

  The next evening…

  Unfortunately, Jamal wanted us to have dinner with Kaseem so I could get to know his brother better. But after last night, I had no interest. Not only was I afraid, but I just didn’t like his ass. He was rude, disrespectful, and just an all-around horrible person. I truly felt bad for any woman that dealt with him.

  I would like to think he was lonely with a personality like that, but I knew a man that looked that good and had all that money definitely wasn’t going to be alone unless it were a choice.

  “Baby, maybe he isn’t coming.” I looked to Jamal who was seated next to me.

  We’d decided to meet at this Italian restaurant. It was pretty quiet in here, which made this upcoming encounter with Kaseem feel even worse. I was hoping he’d stood us up, since he was already ten minutes late.

  “Nah, he’s gonna come. If he wasn’t, he would’ve let me know.” Jamal assured me, pressing his lips to my cheek.

  “Great.” I gave Jamal a fake smile before taking a sip of my water. “Baby, I don’t think your brother likes me.”

  “He doesn’t know you. Don’t be offended by how callous he is. He’s like that with people he’s not familiar with. But once y’all get tight, you’ll love him like I do.” Jamal grinned, so I gave him the same in return, despite my disbelief.

  Just as I put the straw to my lips again, a figure appeared at the table. When I looked up, I saw it was one of my regular clients, this older man named Theo.

  “Wow, Kasslyn. I’ve been missing you. I’m not used to being without you for so long,” Theo expressed. He was a good-looking, black man, successful, and fifty-five years old. He was one of my rare clients who didn’t have a wife and kids at home.

  “Theo, hi. I’m kind of busy right now.” I rocked my head in Jamal’s direction before glancing at Jamal.

  “My apologies.” Theo palmed his chest before taking a seat. “Would you mind if I take her? I really need to talk. I will pay you whatever you’re paying her, times two.”

  “Theo—”

  “What? No, this is not a job for her. Kasslyn no longer does that. I need you to go.” Jamal frowned.

  “Kasslyn, please,” Theo begged.

  “Theo, go, really. This is not—”

  “I’m about to get the manager.” Jamal interjected before pushing his chair out abruptly and hopping up to rush off.

  I dropped my head into my hands, feeling ashamed and irritated as hell.

  “Who the fuck is you?” I heard that familiar voice, making my head pop up. There he was, dressed up like a true businessman and looking even sexier than usual.

  “Sir, if you don’t mind, I’m just having a moment with Kasslyn.” Theo chuckled up at Kaseem who looked confused.

  Kaseem leaned down, pressing his balled fists onto the table to prop himself up and hissed, “I’m only gon’ ask you once to get the fuck up ’fore I fuck you up.”

  Like an obedient servant, Theo got up and damn near ran out, glancing over his shoulder at Kaseem as if he’d seen a ghost.

  “Th—”

  “Got yo’ peoples following you everywhere, huh?” Kaseem smirked sexily as he sat down. His cologne was ridiculously intoxicating. “Yet you expect me to believe niggas is popping up like that and ain’t get no pussy.”

  Just when I was about to thank him, he had to ruin it with his mouth.

  “I don’t have to lie. People already assume I’m a whore, so I don’t need to make anything up to impress anyone.” I shook my head, feeling enraged. I wanted to jump across the table, but I knew he wasn’t the one.

  “Mhm.” He nodded, just as Jamal returned.

  “Where did the guy go?” Jamal inquired, as who I guess was the manager stood behind him.

  “Got his ass up out of here,” Kaseem answered as Jamal sat down, obviously confused. “Aye, I need a drink. Where is the damn waiter?” Kaseem looked to the manager.

  “She will be back to you shortly. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay.” The manager nodded and then pranced off.

  “Thanks, man.” Jamal shook his head before picking the menu back up to read it.

  Kaseem and I made eye contact before I promptly looked away. Why was I even more attracted to him now? And even worse, I was less attracted to Jamal because of how poorly he’d handled Theo.

  The dinner went as expected with Kaseem being disrespectful every chance he got, and Jamal making a pathetic attempt to defend me against his big brother. I was so over it that I didn’t even order dessert, and I always got some damn dessert.

  Thankfully we came in separate cars, because as soon as Kaseem and I parted ways, it was like a breath of fresh air.

  “That went pretty okay, right?” Jamal surprised me with his question as he walked me to the guesthouse.

  “It did?”

  “I mean, yeah. That’s just how my brother is. He don’t mean no harm.”

  “He called me a hoe at least twenty times.”

  Jamal sucked his teeth before running his hand down his face.

  “See, hoe means something a little different where we come from. It’s not literally a hoe.”

  “He asked me how many men I had to sleep with before I trapped you with my lies.”

  “You right. I’m gon’ talk to him.” Jamal pushed the front door inward after I’d unlocked it with the key he’d made me.

  We walked inside, and after I removed my jacket, I said, “I don’t think talking is gonna work. Maybe you need to try something a little more… rough.”

  “Like what?” Jamal frowned after closing the door. “You mean fight my own brother?”

  “Maybe not fight him, but a punch to the face. Kaseem doesn’t seem like the type that cares too much about being talked to, Jamal.”

  “You don’t even know my brother. I know him, aight?”

  “Yeah.” I removed my shoes. Wanting to smooth things over, I added, “You should sleep here tonight.”

  “You know we can’t be in the same house, Kass.”

  I rose up and made my way over to him, taking a seat on the arm of the couch.

  “Come on, just one night. I get lonely here.” I pulled him closer to me, and he looked down into my face before we began kissing.

  I was so hot and bothered from being around Kaseem for the past couple of days that I rose up and began unbuckling Jamal’s pants.

  “Kasslyn.” He snatched my wrists and held them up, staring down into my face with his brows dipped. “I thought you were okay with us being celibate until our nuptials take place.”

  “I am.” I was still panting from kissing him.

  “Then act like it. You know we can’t do anything until we say our vows. Don’t pull that again.”

  Before I could say a word, Jamal yanked the front door open and left. It took a minute for me to compose myself and lock the door, but once I did, I went to get my computer to do some designing. It was the only time I felt any calmness lately.

/>   Kaseem

  The next night… 12:35 a.m.…

  I was in my office surveying some of the new logos that had been presented for me to look over. I didn’t really like none of this shit, but I didn’t know why just yet, so it was hard for me to make muthafuckas change it.

  Just as I sat back and closed my eyes to think for a minute, I heard a knock on my office door.

  Sitting up slowly, I felt the frown that covered my face as I wondered who the fuck was up this late. Jamal’s ass always went to bed by 10 p.m., like a little bitch, so I knew it wasn’t him.

  “Who is it?” I called out, pulling the handle of my drawer that held my gun. It was unlikely that someone had broken into my shit, but still.

  “Kasslyn.”

  I quickly shut the drawer back without even reaching for my gun before yelling, “Come in!”

  Kasslyn entered wearing some tights and one of them tops with no straps. Her hair was down, pushed back behind her ears and showing her pretty ass face off. That deep mocha complexion was crazy and a turn on in itself. Her body and sexy facial features only added to the shit.

  “What the fuck you want?” I quizzed roughly, not wanting her to know I’d been low-key lusting over her ass.

  She looked at me for a second, and I could see the anger flowing through her beautiful ass face, but she kept it chill.

  “I baked some cookies, and I thought I would bring some to you. Jamal let me know you love cookies, and since you defended me yesterday with that man, I wanted to use these as a thank you.” She lifted the tray before coming closer to my desk.

  Eyeing her full lips, I laughed.

  “I ain’t defend you. I just didn’t know why the nigga was at the table,” I half lied. It was true; I didn’t know the nigga, so seeing him there annoyed the fuck out of me. But when I realized he was an old ‘friend’ of Kasslyn’s and it was obvious she ain’t want him there, I threatened him.

  “Well, whatever the reason.”

  I watched her set the tray down before peeling the foil back to grab one of the warm cookies. The way she ate that shit made my dick perk up.

  “If you think you can poison me, think again. I eat a little poison with my food occasionally, so my system is immune to it,” I fibbed.

  Chuckling for a millisecond, Kasslyn replied, “Umm, okay. I wouldn’t even know what poison to put in cookies.” Ignoring her, I bit into one. It was good as fuck, but I wouldn’t tell her that. “What are you looking at?”

  “Some weak ass logos.”

  “For Opulence?”

  “No, the Shell gas station up the street. What else would I be looking at logos for?”

  She rolled her eyes and then came to the side of my desk for a better look.

  “Why don’t you like them?”

  “Trying to figure that out. I guess they just look boring to me. The logo I got now looks better than this. I ain’t about to downgrade.” I looked over at Kasslyn, watching her take in the designs as if she were studying them. Damn she was perfect. “What you think?”

  “Maybe I can draw something for you.”

  “You,” I stated skeptically.

  “Yes, me. I’m actually very good.” She grabbed a pencil from my utensil holder and then a sheet of paper from the printer behind us.

  After she placed the paper to the desk, she began doodling shapes, lines, and other shit, until finally, she stood up straight to allow me to look.

  “Let me see.” I picked the paper up to act as if I needed a closer look. I admit, a nigga was surprised she could draw something up so well and so quickly.

  “If I had a couple hours, I could really bring it out, but that’s just a little something to give you an idea.”

  “Damn.” I placed the paper down. “Baking… drawing. Does Jane force all of her hoes to pick up talents or just you?”

  Kasslyn stared down into my eyes for a long ass time, before placing the pencil back into the utensil cup.

  “Goodnight, Kaseem.”

  I watched her leave, and even though the sight was one to remember, I for some reason felt bad as fuck. She was a hoe though, so how the fuck was she gon’ get mad at me?

  After sitting there for a few minutes, I got up to leave my office and head out to the back guesthouse. I made sure to bring Kasslyn’s picture with me, looking at it the whole way there. My keys were in my bedroom, so I was forced to ring the doorbell, and moments later, Kasslyn answered. She’d already changed into some short nightgown, exposing her sexy legs.

  “This is nice.” I held the paper up, showing her the drawing she’d done. “I apologize for being rude.”

  “Why? Because you want me to do something for you?”

  “No, because I ain’t mean to be disrespectful at that time, and I do like your work, even as rough as it is.”

  “Thanks.”

  “So how about you take a couple hours like you suggested and give me something. If I like it, you’ll get paid.”

  “How much?”

  I chuckled, shaking my head as I looked down at her.

  “A lot. If you ain’t know, my company ain’t no small shit.”

  “Great. I will work on it tomorrow. I mean, unless you still want me out of here.”

  “I can extend the time, but only for this. After that, you gotta get up out of my shit, and let my brother go. He’s a good dude.”

  “And I’m bad?”

  “You fuck for—” I stopped myself and exhaled heavily. “You just ain’t the type of female he needs.”

  Kasslyn looked off then down at her pretty feet before regaining eye contact with me.

  “Like I said, I will work on it tomorrow, or today, depends how you look at it.”

  I nodded, but because I couldn’t help myself, I moved closer to her. She backed away slightly, but I stopped her, bringing her into me before I kissed her lips. She was frozen, but I kept kissing her, tossing her drawing to the side and shutting the door behind me with my foot.

  She finally gave in, and once our tongues came in contact, I lifted her up, wrapping her legs around my waist as I carried her to the bedroom.

  Throwing her down onto the bed, I climbed between her legs, still sucking her lips and letting our tongues dance around one another.

  “You so fine,” I whispered, grabbing onto her panties and tugging them downward.

  “Wait, Kaseem.” Kasslyn put her hands on top of mine. “I can’t lose my virginity like this.”

  For the first time since I’d seen her, she actually looked as innocent as she’d portrayed herself. The look in her eyes definitely told a different fucking story than the escort one I’d drummed up in my head.

  Without saying a word, I kissed her again and then continued pulling on her panties. Once off, I lifted her nightgown and dipped down to put her thighs on my shoulders.

  “Mmm,” I groaned, sucking the inner parts of her thighs while eyeing her perfect pussy with my peripheral.

  Once I had enough of teasing her, I latched my mouth onto her clit and began sucking gently. I could tell by her moans that she was surprised and a whole bunch of other shit, as I fucked her with my tongue a little bit before coming back up to attack her bud.

  “Kaseem,” she whimpered as I groped and caressed her thick chocolate thighs. “Wait!” she called out as her body tensed up, but I kept switching in between flicking my tongue over her swollen clit and sucking it until her nectar seeped out.

  Her body began trembling as I kept feasting on her, running my hands up her body as I did so. Lifting her thighs a little bit, I slurped, sucked, and licked until she was damn near screeching and shivering. After she experienced another orgasm, I came up for air, gently pulling the top of her gown over to attack her nipples. I wanted to fuck her badly as hell, but just from eating her pussy, I knew she wasn’t lying about being a virgin. Either that or she’d never gotten her pussy ate.

  Once I finished sucking her nipples, she’d finally calmed down some, so I kissed her lips. I then went to her
jaw line before sucking her neck, while grabbing on her hips and thighs. It was taking more willpower than a little bit not to pop her fucking cherry.

  “I still want my shit tomorrow, aight?”

  Kasslyn nodded, so I pecked her once more and then climbed off the bed.

  I left the guesthouse, and on the way back to my shit, I felt conflicted as fuck.

  I just knew deep down Kasslyn was a scheming ass hoe, but now it ain’t seem like it. And if she was who the fuck she said she was, then I’d just fucked around with my brother’s legit fiancée. I’d figured her ass was a thot, so it wouldn’t matter if I hit because once her true colors showed, Jamal would drop her. But if she in fact was this innocent little bitch she came off as, then I’d severely fucked up. Not to mention, I was high key feeling her fine ass.

  Kasslyn

  After Kaseem came over and did something I never even thought he would, I wasn’t able to go to sleep. So instead, I worked on the logo that he’d asked me to create until I was literally nodding off at the computer.

  What happened would not stop circling my mind. The whole time, I just knew this man hated me, but last night proved otherwise, and I didn’t know how to feel, especially because I liked it.

  I’d just finished slipping into some jeans and a t-shirt, before I headed to the kitchen to have some breakfast. Kaseem called the house phone back here to let me know he wanted me to deliver my final logo to Opulence headquarters.

  I was praying like hell that there would be an office full of people in the room with us because I felt like I couldn’t control myself around him. I still felt his mouth down there, doing whatever he was doing with his tongue. I’d never gotten head in my life, but now I saw why women loved it.

  “Oh my gosh!” I jumped when I felt a presence behind me at the stove. “Jamal, don’t do that.” I covered my heart.

  “I’m sorry. I said good morning, but I guess you were too deep into your cooking.” He kissed my lips.

  Actually, I was too busy thinking about the fact that your brother gave me head last night.